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

Guo Xingxian's mouth twitched as he watched from the sidelines. Nan Shi kept talking with the other party for a long time because of the packaging, and finally insisted on asking for an exquisite gift box that cost three yuan. His 20 yuan can buy eight of them. Putting the pieces in with broken hands, the stall owner's expression, if he didn't still care about the good start, he would have given Nan Shi the middle finger on the spot.

Satisfied, Nan Shi returned to Guo Xingxian's side, carrying the bag to show off to him: "Guo'er is really my big brother, it really works!"

"Get out!" Guo Xingxian said angrily: "You are not afraid of shame, you are the boss of Nanchen Pavilion! Be careful if someone recognizes you, let me see where you put my face!"

"Recognize it if you recognize it, who doesn't know that Nanchen Pavilion specializes in handicrafts!" Nan Shi smiled nonchalantly, the little red mole in front of him seemed to be glowing, and it hurts Xingxian's eyes even if it was pierced. Nan Shi's mole looks a bit evil. It's good-looking, but I don't need to mention it, but I always call Xingxian very inexplicably.

What I have to describe is similar to the feeling when I saw Li Gui Huanan before.

Guo Xingxian made some calculations. He was a little worried about Nan Shi, so he asked insincerely: "One thing to say, Nan Shi, how do I feel that you will have many peach blossoms in the future?"

"Huh?" Nan Shi was puzzled: "You learned how to read physiognomy from your godfather? Why don't you just learn how to unscramble a lottery and go to your godfather's temple as a blessing if you can't get along in the future? ?”

"But when the time comes, you can count on the music and read more books, otherwise your godfather will have a headache." Nan Shi changed the subject and pointed to his eyes: "Do you know what this is called? Ke Zi, it's not about attracting love, If you don’t have culture, don’t be foolish.”

"..." Guo Xingxian hesitated for a moment, it's fine, it's nothing serious--Anyway, Nan Shi is gay, and [-]% will not have children.

The two began to wander aimlessly again. The stall on West Street is mainly for antique lovers and newbies. Most of the things inside are old-fashioned on purpose. There are many people who see it, and people who really pay for it. Few, most of them are still the same as Nanshi, spend one or two hundred, regardless of authenticity, buy what you like.

Suddenly Nan Shi pulled Guo Xingxian's arm, and pointed the direction with his eyes: "Is there a quarrel over there?"

"You want to join in the fun?" Guo Xingxian said with a bitter face, "Isn't it?"

"Learn how to deal with troublemakers in the future!" Nan Shi had an upright face, but his feet were unambiguous, he pulled Guo Xingxian and joined the crowd.

It's lively, who doesn't like to watch it, Nan Shi explained the cause of the incident from the mouths of the onlookers in a few words - it's very simple, the stall owner Shizi opened his mouth to sell an inkstone for [-] yuan, not to mention the truth or falsehood, the buyer looked like It’s not bad money, I paid for it, it’s not a big deal at first, but just after the buyer paid, the stall owner took the inkstone and wanted to wrap it up for him, and the inkstone broke into two pieces as soon as he bought it.

Of course the buyer didn't do it. He just bought it and it broke before he touched it twice. He asked the stall owner to refund the money. I didn't think the stall owner might be foolish enough to make a fortune for the new year. Fa, I don’t want to lose face, saying that this inkstone cost three hundred, and even told where it was wholesaled, and blamed the buyer for asking people for random prices.

There is one thing to say, if another passer-by smashes this inkstone, there is nothing wrong with the other party saying this. I don’t care how much you paid for it. The compensation is only worthy of its due value. At most, add some psychological compensation. The family paid a high price for a fake product, so there is no reason to ask someone to pay for it at the price of the real product.But when it comes to the stall owner who has just sold it to a buyer at a high price, it is not quite right.

"You still have to be ashamed!" The buyer is a man in his sixties who looks very refined, and he doesn't look like a person who can swear at ordinary times. When he was in a hurry, he said this sentence repeatedly: "You just said clearly This thing is a red silk inkstone from the Ming Dynasty, why are you talking back now!"

The stall owner is the old god: "Don't talk nonsense, this is the red silk inkstone. I didn't lie, but I didn't say that it was from the Ming Dynasty. Even if I said it was from the Ming Dynasty, you were mistaken. Now Are you still talking back? There is no such rule!"

The so-called rules refer to the unspoken rules of the antique trade. Buyers buy antiques that are not worth the price at a higher price, or they are simply fakes. You need to admit that you are unlucky and swallow this bitter fruit. This is called 'paying tuition'.

There are laws and regulations in modern times, so these stall owners who sell antiques have also learned to be good. Sometimes they will not bite to death when they meet more serious people. This thing is 'what dynasty' or 'what texture', just open their mouths' It looks like', as for whether it looks like, it is up to the buyer to judge for himself.

These days, there are no antiques players who haven’t paid the tuition fees. The more addicted players are, the more tuition fees they will be taught. Everyone is used to it. When encountering such a situation, everyone just laughs and says something unlucky That's it. In the final analysis, I still have poor eyesight, and I can't blame others.

"Look at the red silk on it? Is there anything wrong with it? It's a red silk inkstone!" The stall owner showed the fragments to the onlookers, and then dusted off a handful of red banknotes held in his other hand: "The red silk inkstone, last year It’s just finished, and the engraver and polisher are very good, and the selling price is 3000 yuan! Everyone is playing in this way, so I didn’t lower his price, right?”

Red silk inkstone is one of the famous Chinese inkstones, also known as Qingzhou red silk inkstone. Inkstone.In modern times, the original source of red silk inkstone has been exhausted, and the output has decreased①, so the price of the stall owner is not considered low.

The buyer blushed with anger, but didn't know what to say.He also understands this rule, but as soon as he bought it from the other party, the other party dropped the thing on him and only compensated him 3000 yuan, which is equivalent to spending [-] yuan to buy two broken stones. Can't swallow this breath!

Those who are interested even leaned forward to pick up the fragments of the red silk inkstone: "...it's about the same price."

Someone else said loudly: "Boss, this is not too much, no one has left the stall! The thing is a mistake in your hands, you want to take some as the capital, and return the rest to others." !"

"That's right! You can't be too guilty of being a human being! You keep the 3000 yuan, and it's about the same if you get [-] yuan back!"

The stall owner refused to accept it: "Fuck! He made a fool of himself, why should I take care of it?"

Nan Shi poked Xingxian: "What do you think?"

"The stall owner is a bit too much." Guo Xingxian said in a low voice: "But there is no way to do it. Even if the police come, it is not easy to deal with. This kind of public says that the public is right and the woman is right, and one is willing to beat the other. What can I do? Sample?"

Nan Shiyiyu: "That's right, but the boss is going to be in trouble."

Guo Xingxian's scalp tightened, and he immediately said: "Stop, don't you think you can't be considered a living person? I didn't hear anything, so shut up quickly and be careful to drink water between your teeth."

"It's okay now." Nan Shi couldn't tell what it was like, anyway, he just knew that he could be considered a living person, but he had to follow the rules, and it was nothing to talk about in private. Only when you come to the door with a reward can you speak, otherwise he will be unlucky.

Guo Xingxian became energetic immediately, and his eyes fell on the stall owner, looking at him: "Is it because you are too wicked?"

"No." Nan Shi pulled Xingxian and led him away from the crowd. Nan Shi hooked his fingers and asked Xingxian to come up to his ear: "That inkstone is not a good thing. The buyer's ancestors are virtuous. It counts as protecting him once, otherwise he will have a hard time taking him home this year, and he has to do things for nothing... It would be the best if he can turn around and leave when he is so angry.

"There's another theory?" Guo Xingxian was also very curious—in fact, he had been curious ever since he learned that Nan Shi learned fortune-telling, especially after Nan Shi became a ghost and was resurrected. It would be unlucky to open his mouth from time to time, no matter how curious he was, he could only endure it: "Can you analyze it for me?"

The inkstone was a bit weird, and Nan Shi didn't notice it when it was lying on the stall, but as soon as the stall owner took it, Nan Shi began to feel that something was wrong, it gave him a very sinister feeling, like a living pit.

He is not a ghost now, and his perception is not as sharp as when he was a ghost, otherwise, Nan Shi should be able to find out that something is wrong when the inkstone appears in front of Nan Shi.

A life pit is something that has just been dug out of the soil, not necessarily from a tomb, but may have been buried by the ancients and dug out by modern people by chance.Of course, there are also people who deliberately bury newly made things in the soil and put them in the ground for a few years to make them old, but the cost of making them old is too high. use this operation.

Selling fake antiques is all about making quick money. After putting them in the soil for a few years or decades, do they want to quickly withdraw funds to make the next batch of fakes?

Nan Shi felt that this time the stall owner had really lost his eye. The inkstone was actually a genuine product, but it was mixed into his wholesale goods by accident, which made the stall owner mistakenly think that it was also a fake, so he didn't carefully distinguish it. .

Nan Shi analyzed it to Xingxian: "You are stupid, they did the deal voluntarily before, right? The buyer bought back an evil star, but the stall owner fell for him and saved him from the disaster. Shouldn't the buyer Give money to the stall owner? If you want the money back, it’s equivalent to getting back the robbery money, and that’s not auspicious.”

Guo Xingxian was confused when he heard this: "...Can it still be like this?"

Nan Shi put his hands in his pockets, and said leisurely: "Money is a good thing. If you have money, you can turn ghosts into millstones, and if you have money, you can turn millstones into ghosts... So, if you see money on the road Don't pick it up, who knows if someone is waiting for you to pick up the money, so that you can buy your dog's life with such a small amount of money?"

Guo Xingxian's goosebumps were about to rise, and he shook: "Stop, I'm not stupid! I'm panicking a lot!"

"But you're fine." Nan Shi sized him up and gave him a look. Guo Xingxian had a hidden spiritual energy, and he knew it was given by his godfather.If Nanshi and Guo Xingxian hadn't gotten close enough, Nanshi wouldn't have been able to find out: "You are protected by your godfather. If I want to buy your life, it depends on whether your godfather agrees. Your godfather is a fierce man." A goblin, if those little ghosts and goblins want to snatch food from their mouths, they will probably be beaten until they can't take care of themselves."

"...Huh? What's a tiger's mouth for food?" Guo Xingxian's enterprise-level understanding came into play instantly. He stopped and looked at Nan Shi seriously: "What do you mean? Explain what is tiger's mouth for food?"

Nan Shi suddenly felt a slip of the tongue, seeing Xingxian's serious expression, he knew that it would be impossible to get away with it, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me a dollar."

"...?"

"I have to give you money so I can tell you." Nan Shi explained.

Guo Xingxian really put money on him - put it in the phone case, his godfather said that he has light bones, he needs to find something to press it, Guo Xingxian chose the simplest one among gold and silver rings and buckles It is also the most convenient thing to carry, the [-]-yuan bill with the head of Mao Zedong.

Without him, righteousness is enough!

Guo Xingxian directly removed the phone case and gave the money to Nan Shi, but Nan Shi didn't refuse, and took it, saying: "He takes you as his godson, and you have to pay a price, but it's nothing, anyway, after the two of you They should live together—probably after death? This is not clear, anyway, after you die and reincarnate, you have to wait in line. If you are unlucky, you have to wait for decades. There is nothing wrong with living with your godfather in the temple. .”

"It's the same as I was back then, but I was a ghost back then, and there was basically no big difference between an ordinary soul and a normal person..." Nan Shi said paradoxically, not daring to speak clearly, so as not to scare Guo Xingxian Ran.

After passing Xingxian, his main palace is his godfather, and the two of them are tied to death. As long as there is no miraculous change in the fate of Xingxian or his godfather in the middle (referring to find his senior brother to change his fate against the sky), the final result will be the same , there is no need to make waves in vain.

Guo Xingxian came to understand, and quickly replied: "Wouldn't that be great? After I die, I can still live in my godfather's temple, play games when I have nothing to do, and find my neighbors to play mahjong when I'm bored? That's what it means." ?"

"Almost." Nan Shi blinked, and simply drew a big cake for him: "Actually, you don't have to live in the temple. As long as your godfather agrees, you can move to the city to live. At that time I reckon it's a bit of a hang up, when we live next door, it's okay to be dark every day."

"OKOK!" Guo Xingxian was happy, and agreed happily. The two happened to pass by the milk tea shop. Nan Shi stepped forward and ordered two cups of milk tea, one for each person, and two cups cost exactly 50 yuan.

After a while, the two drank milk tea. After walking for a while, Guo Xingxian whispered to Nan Shi, "You should pay attention to your eyes. There is a good thing over there. It is ancient jade, seed material. I like it." Yes, help me take it off."

"Let's go!" Nan Shi responded with winking eyebrows, and Guo Xingxian deliberately said from behind: "Then I'll bring another cup of milk tea, you wait for me."

The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it was just well grasped, so that everyone around could hear it, but it didn't seem like it was meant to be heard by others.

Guo Xingxian pointed it out, and Nan Shi naturally found the target. He pretended to wait for his friends to look at the nearby stalls casually, and followed the order to reach that stall.

Nan Shi stood aside and watched for a while, and then asked the stall owner, "Can I take a look at it?"

"Whatever, just be careful not to drop it." The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. His face is swarthy and there are several spots, which is not a kind face.

Nan Shi responded, then squatted down and took a look at the things on the booth, touching things here and there, just like the young people who came to join in the fun, thinking that everything was very strange, and after finally touching the things that Xingxian liked The ancient jade's eyes lit up: "Is this a good thing? It's quite comfortable to hold."

What Guo Xingxian fancyed was a piece of koi carved out of Hetian jade seeds, it was not too small, and it fit just right in the palm of his hand.The sculptor did not have many strokes, but they are very flexible, elegant and generous, and the color selection is also good. The whole body of this koi is snow white, with a little bit of transparency, and the head is a touch of bright red.

If this is a real koi, this species is called Hedinghong, which means that Hong (red) is lucky.

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, and he looked a little gloomy: "Brother, you have a good eye. The seed material of Hetian jade is of course a good product. The price is also expensive, you can't afford it, so let it go."

Nan Shi showed unconvinced eyes: "What price can you tell me? I quite like it."

Nanshi understands the meaning of Guo Xingxian. This jade is seed material at first glance. There is nothing to debate. If you know a little bit, you will know it as soon as you get started. The seed material of Hetian jade is smooth and delicate, with a strong sense of oil. Adsorption, unless the stall owner is a layman and thinks it is a fake, or it is mixed with fakes and approved together, the possibility of mistaking it is extremely low.

But he performed such a show twice, mainly for the word "ancient".Is it ancient jade? The difference in profit is too big, and it is easy to double it by a hundred times.Gu Xingxian's foolish gamble is: the stall owner is not sure about the 'ancient' method of this kind of thing, what kind of 'ancient' method is it!

"One price, 50, you can take it if you want." The stall owner said unceremoniously.

Nan Shi had a funny look on his face: "50? Are you kidding me? Even if it's real hotan seeds, it's not the price, is it?"

The stall owner stretched out his hand to Nan Shi, and Nan Shi put the thing on the floor. Then the stall owner picked it up and gestured, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't lie to you, if it's just ordinary seeds , you take away the 8 yuan, I still have some money to make, but this thing is not a new product, the guy handed down from generation to generation, I offered 50 yuan, and I didn't raise the price for you. If you don't believe me, go to other places to see .”

"What do you mean handed down?" Nan Shi was like a curious baby: "Can you tell me?"

The stall owner saw that there was no other business, so he explained: "Handed down means that this jade is not dug out of the soil, but passed down from generation to generation. This jade has been passed down for at least 200 years. Is it 50 expensive?"

Nan Shi nodded and said, "It's not expensive, it's worth it, but the premise is that it really is."

The other party said something else, maybe Nan Shi could be fooled into believing it, but when the other party said it was handed down from generation to generation, he just said in his heart, 'I believe you a ghost'.This seed material is covered with a thin layer of mist, and it looks a little gray. This is called rustic, which means that this piece of koi jade is dug out of the soil.

From the face of the other party, Nan Shi could even conclude that the other party was a grave robber.

"Hey, forget it if you don't believe it." The stall owner put the koi jade back and waved his hand: "That's the price, if you don't buy it, you'll lose it."

It was at this moment that Guo Xingxian came over with two new cups of milk tea: "Are you here? Go, go back."

Nan Shi shook his head and said, "You can help me take a look later, I really like that jade, the boss said it would cost 50 yuan, is it really so expensive?"

"50? You want to buy it home, do you believe that your family will beat you to death?" Guo Xingxian said, nailing the image of the second generation of people in Nanshi who are stupid, rich and rich, but the family is strictly controlled and forbids spending big money. He had to die: "Boss, can you take a look?"

"Look and see." The stall owner said.

Guo Xingxian squatted down and searched with his eyes. Nan Shi said it was the koi, and then Guo Xingxian picked out the seed material and held it in his hand: "It's okay, just That way, it’s a genuine product, but it cost 7 yuan, so it’s worthless.”

Guo Xingxian said: "Look, this carver still has this color...it's not very good. They say that the color difference is one point, and the price is ten times higher."

He turned it over and looked it over: "This side...yes, there is a layer of foggy rusticity. The things are good at first, but they are covered by such a layer of rusticity. And here... there are bump."

"Come on, [-] is a bit of a loss, and [-] is about the same." When Guo Xingxian said this, he suddenly put down his things, took out the tissue paper that came with it from the milk tea bag and wiped his hands: "Let's go, you forgot We still have something to do? Buy something, let’s go.”

Nan Shi thought that Guo Xingxian was acting: "Don't, I like this."

Guo Xingxian realized that he had misread it just after getting started. This layer of rusticity may not have been dug out from the tomb, but it may have been a few years old, so the rusticity is not obvious.He likes ancient jade, but he doesn't want this kind of burial object, because he thinks it's bad luck—especially when Nan Shi said it just now, he's even more afraid of bad luck.

He leaned into Nan Shi's ear and said, "Ming Qi, it's not easy to buy, it's bad luck."

"Ah? No way?" Nanshi put on a shocked look. Guo Xingxian thought Nanshi understood and pulled Nanshi to leave, but saw the stall owner's eyes sink and shouted: "You two are talking nonsense What! Don't talk nonsense when you are young? Do you understand?!"

"No, we have something to do, so let's go first." Nan Shi exchanged a glance with the stall owner, and immediately looked away.

"I'm sorry, boss, we don't want the stuff." Guo Xingxian greeted and was about to leave when he heard the stall owner say, "[-] is [-], do you want it?"

Guo Xingxian shook his head, let alone fifty thousand, he didn't even want five thousand.

Nan Shi's eyes lit up, and it really lit up at this moment, Guo Xingxian was afraid of this, but he wasn't afraid, he lived in the base camp of ghosts, even if a ghost really jumped out of the koi, it would be a delivery portion. "Really fifty thousand?"

The stall owner looked a little weird, which made Nan Shi feel bad: "[-], you take it."

Nan Shi took out his mobile phone and paid the bill without saying a word. The stall owner bowed his head and silently packed it for him, as if he was not very happy.

Cameras are everywhere these days. Of course, it is impossible for the stall owner to have any idea of ​​murdering and stealing goods. Nan Shi still pays attention to the other party's face. It is hard for him to say this, but it is okay to take a look quietly.

This person's character is not bad, but it's a pity that the act of being tomb-robbed has ruined his morality, and he won't live long.

And prison.

The other party packed the things and handed them to Nan Shi. Nan Shi took another look and was about to leave with Guo Xingxian when two people rushed up behind him and pushed the stall owner down. Before they had time to scream, they heard the two men shout: "Plain clothes! Don't move!"

Soon three or four people rushed out of the tourists, obviously coming prepared, one of them said to Nan Shi, "Sorry, this is stolen goods, you may not be able to take it away."

Nan Shi: "...?"

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①From: Baidu Encyclopedia