The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

If it is a normal door-to-door request, Nan Shi has always been willing to refuse.

Chu Xu continued: "But it's not convenient for him to work, and he really can't get away from coming to S city. I can guarantee that there will be absolutely no problem in terms of character. Talking about money is a bit vulgar, but you are satisfied with the price. There is no rush. I don't know if you have this intention."

Nan Shi originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, it's not impossible to agree.

He said years ago that he wanted to travel with Chi You and see the great mountains and rivers, but because of his own little thoughts, he deliberately didn't think about it. Now that he thinks about it, compared with Chi You, his selfishness is Chi You after all. Quiet is more important.

"If there is a chance." Nan Shi replied, and then the two chatted about what to do. Nan Shi sat aside and listened, and found it quite interesting, until Nan Shi saw a figure shaking outside the bamboo curtain behind the two of them, Then he picked up the teacup, bowed his head and took a sip: "It's almost time, you two should go."

Seeing this, Qingying walked to the bamboo curtain and opened the curtain to welcome the guests: "Please."

Chu Xu and Zhuo Ke thought they were being asked to leave. Although their attitudes were a little casual, they both thought they were superior. It was normal to have a weird temper. Just as they were about to get up and say goodbye, suddenly a gust of wind came in from the outside. Shi raised his eyes and looked beside them, as if there was someone over there: "Please wait a moment."

Chu Xu was shocked, and immediately dragged Zhuo Ke away, and said as he walked: "Mr. Nan, let's take our leave, and I will send you my friend's business card later, thank you, miss, stay away--! Don't give it away, thank you!! !"

Qing Lan stopped in her tracks and watched him go out, Zhuo Ke was confused: "What are you doing? Mask!"

"Come out!" Chu Xu pulled Zhuo Ke to hide under the eaves of the silk shop next door, then took out two masks from his pocket, and gave her one: "My mother, I was scared to death."

Zhuo Ke: "...?"

Chu Xu immediately looked at her with loving eyes: "...I'll take you to my great-grandfather later to pay respects."

Zhuo Ke: "...???" Hello, what is my relationship with you that you need to take me to your ancestral grave to worship? !

Chu Xu looked at the bewildered Zhuo Ke, and patted her on the shoulder sympathetically: "Let's go, don't you still have to catch a plane, I'll see you off."

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On the other end, Nan Shi sent the next guest away before his butt was hot, and he got a set of purple clay pots in exchange.

The whole body of the purple sand pot presents a kind of warm maroon, unlike the purple brown and dark brown that are often seen in ordinary times. I didn't even bother to polish the belly and spout. If Qingying hadn't said that this thing was made of purple sand, Nan Shi would have thought it was a thing carved out of stone.

"This is the shape of a teapot for spring offerings. It has a wild charm on its own. The more it looks like it was carved in the mountains for fun, young master, the more it will show the author's skills." He wrote: "With such accomplishments, this guest must also be a famous artist."

Nan Shi didn't know much about purple clay teapots, and he didn't know the shape of offering spring. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a stone pot. He dragged his cheek with one hand, and took the spring offering pot with the other, and when he touched it, it was Unexpectedly delicate and round, not as rough as it looks, and even has a jade texture.He couldn't help admiring: "I think so."

It was the first time he met someone who asked him if he was looking for dirt, and it was absolutely amazing.

Although the old ghost didn't say what he was looking for just now, he wrote the character '冚'. Baogai means a house, and the hexagram Gen is a mountain, which means northeast. The shape can be interpreted as the thing he is looking for is going northeast. There is a house on the top of a mountain, and the word "冚" originally has the meaning of covering.

What can be under the house?That, of course, is land, so what this man is looking for is dirt.

Nanshi has encountered many ghosts, some people begged him to help him deliver messages, some people begged him to help him find people and things, but this was the first time he saw a person who was still concentrating on his skills after death, and he couldn't help feeling a little fond of him.

Qing Lan said again: "Master, this set of teapots is really rare, do you want to use them? The purple sand teapots are raised carefully, and when they are cultivated in the future, even if you only have boiling water in them, you can still have one or two cups of good tea."

Nan Shi saw that Qinglan really liked it: "Okay, then put it on."

God is pitiful, he doesn't like drinking tea very much. Generally, he drinks tea either after breakfast in the morning and getting a cup of tea to relieve his boredom, or when guests come to accompany him to have a sip to pretend to be aggressive. The one who drinks the most is Qinglan and Qingying.

"Yes, young master." Qinglan happily agreed, and took the set of pots to wash at the back.

Maybe Zhuo Ke gave her a good start today. Although it was a final payment, even if she was Nanshi, although there were not many customers today, they all paid generously. Nanshi's store sold five or six bracelets worth thousands of dollars. A customer took away a set of ink ingots. The ink ingots were given to him by Boss Zhou when he was in W City.

In business, the seller starts the price on the spot, and the buyer sits down and bargains, it depends on who can't help but nod first.

Just as the customers who bought ink ingots were sent away, two old men entered the store. They were plainly dressed, each holding a cane, thick glasses on the bridge of their noses, and a magnifying glass hanging on their wrists. a cultural person.Nan Shi didn't deliberately go up to him.After saying "look at what you want" in a non-salty way, she went to the side hall to take a rest, and then Qingying went up to greet her.

One of the old people waved his hand and said very politely: "We can just look at it ourselves, and call the shopkeeper when we find something we like."

"You two, please go ahead." After Qingying finished speaking, she stepped back and stood aside. The two old men walked around the main hall like a horse watching flowers. Except for the painting on the wall, the rest of the main hall is from Yiwu in Nanshi. Wholesale gadgets, the two of them seemed to have no interest in those things, looked at them casually, and leaned against the wall to admire the paintings.

"This painting..." The old man in blue nodded slightly to his companion: "It's kind of interesting."

The old man in the gray sportswear looked at it and asked sideways, "Little girl, can this painting be touched?"

Qingying shook her head and said, "Sorry."

This painting is an antique from the Yong Dynasty, and it was brought from home. It was very precious in Nanshi, so it was hung in the main hall. He also specially asked the two of them to remember to put some yin on it, so as not to accidentally damage him. Can be distressed.That's why these two old people can't even touch it with their hands, lest Yin Qi enter the body and hurt the body.

The two old people also abided by the rules set by Nanshi very much. Since they were not allowed to touch, they stood half a meter away and took a closer look with a magnifying glass. .”

Lao Zhang responded in a low voice: "If it weren't for this painting hanging here so openly, I would say it's the real thing."

Although the name of Mr. Yingchun is vulgar, it is a leader in freehand brushwork. However, only one or two authentic works have been handed down, which makes it more precious. A high price of 200 foreign coins was auctioned - one foreign coin is roughly equal to about 2000 yuan in modern times, and it is equivalent to about [-] million soft sister coins in conversion.

The painting in front of me is called "Autumn Blossoms and Frosty Maple Maple". According to historical records, Mr. Yingchun indeed painted a painting with the theme of four seasons, but except for "Spring and Scenery", the world does not even know the names of the other three paintings. What is it, let alone see it.The painting in front of me is very similar to the "Spring and Scenery" in terms of brushwork and mood, and it can almost be confused with the real one.

"But the boss is also very courageous." Lao Yan nodded and said.

With this skill, even if it is an imitation, the artistic value is still inestimable, and the price will not be low. The boss of Nanchen Pavilion hangs it on the wall without any cover. Everyone has it.

With this painting, the two of them had the desire to take a look in the side hall again, and Lao Zhang asked again: "Can I go into the side hall to have a look?"

Before Qing Ying could answer, she heard Nan Shi's voice floating out from the side hall and said, "Please feel free."

When the two old people thanked Nanshi outside, they opened the bead curtain that was cheap at first glance, and what came into view was not cheap at all. It was obviously only a step away, but they lived in two worlds.

Various objects are placed in a row on the connected treasure shelf, some are fixed by transparent protective boxes, and some are just opened so calmly, they quietly and leisurely exude a sense of time that has been precipitated. The unique charm that it exudes makes people see it in their hearts at a glance.

The young boss in the middle held a lamp in one hand, and looked up with a faint smile, which was incomparable with everything around him.

"Good guy!" Lao Yan's eyes flickered, and what he saw was a shelf of about a dozen Shoushan stone seals. Reluctant to pull, he stepped forward quickly, his eyes seemed to be on the shelf, and he couldn't bear to take a look away: "This is all... this is all..."

Lao Zhang ignored him, he was already standing in front of a precious inkstone, the inkstone was decorated with orchid and bamboo, shining like a mirror, he pointed at the inkstone and shook his hand for a long time without making a sound.

Nan Shi raised his chin, and signaled Qinglan to go over and get two pairs of gloves for someone. From this appearance, one could tell that he was an old hand, and he was probably in a hurry to get started.Sure enough, the other party directly rejected Qinglan's gloves, took out a pair of gloves from her pocket, waited for Qinglan to take them off and put them on the flannel cloth, and then couldn't wait to pick them up for a closer look.

At this sight, the two looked at each other again, with regret inevitably falling in their eyes.

The craftsmanship is really good, but the things are also real and fake!But even so, like the previous painting of Mr. Yingchun, the two of them were still reluctant to let go. After savoring the true meaning in it carefully, they thanked Qinglan and asked her to take another look.

Nan Shi just took care of himself and rested, watching on one side and sitting on the other, without disturbing each other.

After a while, the two took off their gloves, shook their heads and sighed, and talked in low voices: "This chapter is good, but it's a pity that it's an imitation."

"Isn't it? Look at that Pixiu...it's really amazing, what a pity..."

Lao Yan said: "...Although it is an imitation, it is not easy to achieve this level. I really like it. How about I ask the price?"

"Don't ask, it won't be cheap, at least this number." Lao Zhang raised his hand: "Buy an imitation of this number, you have to sleep in the study tonight."

Lao Yan shook his head with a smile, and joined hands in front of Nan Shi: "Boss, can your crane come out?"

Nan Shi raised his hand and motioned for the two of them to sit down: "The crane badge is 18 yuan. If you want it, I'll ask someone to wrap it up for you."

These two were strangers, and unlike Professor Zhou, an old acquaintance, Nanshi naturally wouldn't give any preferential prices.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay. The price was more than half of what they guessed. From the price point of view, after deducting the carving and materials, it was just earning rent. It can be seen that the other party did not take the chapter seriously. As soon as it came out, everyone who knew the business knew that this could never be the real thing.

"Can you let it go a little bit more." Lao Yan asked: "Although this chapter is good, it is just a little new."

Nan Shi shook his head slightly: "It's not that I want to hold on to the price, you two are also experts, you should know that my price is the going price."

The market price is a business with very low profit or even a loss. Nan Shi was dishonest, and the other party didn't take it seriously: "I don't like to play tricks like that. I really like it. This skill is rare. If the boss is willing, you can See if you can give me 15?"

Nan Shi thought for a while, but still shook his head.That box of chapters sells for less than one, and nine out of ten people who want to pay for it are for it.

Old Yan hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth: "Sure, wrap it up for me."

"it is good."

Lao Zhang looked at it hotly. If he had to say what he liked the most, it was the "Autumn Flowers and Frost Maple" hanging in the main hall. He thought for a while and asked, "Boss, what about the "Autumn Flowers and Frost Maple" outside?" Can't get out?"

Nan Shi immediately declined: "It's not easy to sell things that are under pressure."

"We can talk about the price, Boss Bao is satisfied." Lao Zhang didn't want to show his cards so quickly, but Nan Shi refused to be quick, and he couldn't care less because of his eagerness.

"I'm sorry." Nan Shi refused again. It's okay for him to give in to other collections that have no copies and are indeed doubtful from the times, but the one hanging outside is really different. It was made when I was alive. The genuine product of the eight classics can be regarded as a treasure in the museum, unless the person in front of him is willing to pay eight figures, otherwise he can't let it out.

Even if it is in eight figures, Nanshi may not necessarily sell it, after all, he is not so poor that he needs a seller to live!

Lao Zhang wanted to say something, but two more guests came in, the leader was a middle-aged man, and behind him was a little girl whom Nan Shi looked familiar to, he came straight to the side room, but pretended to be casually strolling around. The look of caring.

Nan Shi ordered Qingying to greet him, and then said to Lao Zhang: "Sorry, you can look at other things."

"You really don't want to sell it?" Lao Zhang became more and more itchy as he thought about it: "I really like it, why don't you think about it? The price is negotiable."

"If you want something else, I'll give you a discount." Nan Shi said slowly.

"Then do you have the contact information of the author?" Lao Zhang gritted his teeth and asked again: "Do you know if his paintings are still for sale?"

Nan Shi was a little surprised, this... the author should have been reincarnated, and he should no longer sell paintings.

"He..." Nan Shifang opened his mouth, but he heard someone sneer, and then scolded in a low voice: "Rou Rou, what are you talking about, it's a pity I came here on purpose, these are not all fakes ?"

The girl whispered, "Dad, it's still in the store..."

"I'll just tell you what's wrong?"

Several people looked at the reputation, only to see the middle-aged man raised his chin at the old man: "That old man, I advise you not to buy it, the thieves are still there, spend a lot of money to buy a handicraft not worth it."

Is this here to mess things up?Nan Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard Lao Zhang scolding back like jumping feet: "You know what! I just like it! Can you control it?!"

Lao Yan had already paid the money, hugged his little gift box tightly like a baby, and said with sympathy: "Young people nowadays are really crazy, handicrafts? If the things here can be called handicrafts, there are so many people in history. Live in vain!"

The middle-aged man said arrogantly: "Aren't they just imitations! Is it worth talking like this?"

"You have to be able to afford the real thing." Lao Zhang snorted disdainfully, and he cupped his hands at Nan Shi: "Today I met someone who broke the scene, boss, don't mind, people who don't understand the rules come here It’s everywhere, so it’s not worth paying attention to—do you really not have the author’s contact information?”

He is obviously such an old man who looks very well-read and has his own demeanor, but he almost has the words "I can, I really can" written on his face.Nan Shi smiled slightly, and said: "Qingying, see off... Sorry, the author must have passed away, and there should be no way to contact him again. You can look at other things."

Qingying opened the curtain aside, and said to the middle-aged man, "Please."

"Let's just go, there's nothing to see in a place that sells handicrafts." The middle-aged man sneered, and led the people out swaggeringly.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang sighed. With this person interfering, if he was Nan Shi, he would probably be in a bad mood and wouldn't sell it to him.

He could also tell that the painting was really old, but he didn't know why it was preserved so well, so he wondered if it wasn't very old, and the author should still be there: "It's a pity, you really can't give it to me?"

"I'm sorry." Nan Shi was still polite: "It's still the same old saying, if you look at something else, I'll give you a discount."

"All right, all right, then I want that inkstone!" Old Zhang reluctantly pointed to the inkstone he had just looked at, but he didn't even bother to ask for the price. After he paid the money, he went outside to admire it. After a while the painting went away.

Lao Yan was waiting to help him fetch things, and said with a smile: "Boss, he is so stubborn, if you don't let go today, he will still bother you..."

Nan Shi blinked: "It's okay, I'll put away the painting when you two leave."

Lao Yan was stunned, then laughed, he took out his mobile phone and said: "Can you leave a contact information... It's for you, not for that writer. If there are any good products in the future, please leave them for me." on."

"Okay." Nan Shi replied.

Lao Yan added Nanshi's WeChat and took some things, and then he dragged Lao Zhang who refused to leave in the main hall to leave.Seeing that the two had gone far away, Qinglan stepped forward to clear the tea table, and asked casually, "Master, that person just now..."

It's such a pity to let people go.

Nan Shi casually spilled the remaining tea in the cup: "Don't worry about him, it's normal to meet one or two bad customers when you open the door to do business, but just say a few words, if it's not too much, just let him talk, and I'll do it too." It's not that you can't ask people to say a few words when you are too expensive, if you have to care about it every time, how can you care about it?"

Qingying secretly shook her head aside, the young master still has a good temper.

Nan Shi didn't think so, but felt that Qinglan's thoughts were very dangerous, and reminded: "Don't attack people behind my back, I think his appearance is destined to be unlucky, and the accumulation of oral karma has nothing to do with us. , don’t go around yourself.”

Qinglan could only respond: "Yes, young master, servants and servants will not go."