"You're here again?"

The thief shopkeeper saw that there was no one in the store anyway, and the TV was not too good, so he smiled and went out.

Bian Rui hummed, took off the car keys, took off his helmet and carried it into the store.

"I want some seedlings, you can see if there are some seedlings" Bian Rui handed the list in his hand to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took a look at it, and said with a smile: "Yes, there is, but not all, such as red sandalwood, yellow flower plow, golden silk nan, etc., there is no problem, but elm saplings, walnut saplings, these are really not."

"Why do you have these expensive ones, but you don't have them?" said Bian Ruiqi.

The shopkeeper was embarrassed to say to Bian Rui, the more valuable the tree species, the more people buy and plant, many people want to make a fortune, no one wants ordinary saplings, what is he doing!

In the eyes of the shopkeeper, Bian Rui is one of these people, he has no knowledge, he only heard that this thing is expensive, he bought a tree and planted it while holding the dream of making a fortune, although he despises people like Bian Rui in his heart, but he is a guest when he comes to the door, and he can't laugh at people when he spends money, right?

"Normal no one wants wow, if you want, I will be able to prepare it for you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow at the latest, but the price is more expensive, because the cost of shipping your order alone is also high......" The thief shopkeeper began to complain to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better to forget it, and he had time to run the flower and tree market in the suburbs of Mingzhu.

"Forget it, I'll make my own trip tomorrow," Bian Rui said.

The shopkeeper saw that this stupid man was leaving, so he immediately said: "Even if you go, can you recognize the seedlings? Buy them from me, I promise not to cheat you, any seedlings are what seedlings are, and every seedling is a high-quality product."

"Is Miao still good or bad?"

"That's not it!" The shopkeeper immediately pulled Bian Rui when he heard this, and began to talk about picking seedlings, what kind of seedlings are not easy to plant, what kind of seedlings are not sick, and he was stunned and talked with Bian Rui for half an hour.

"You according to the number of my list, how much does it cost to give me a complete match, you say a price, if it is suitable, I will take it from you, if it is not suitable, I will pick the seedlings myself," Bian Rui said.

"Three thousand, three thousand, shall I make all the matches?" the shopkeeper held out three fingers.

Bian Rui turned his head and walked out.

"Then you tell me a price!" the shopkeeper grabbed Bian Rui's arm.

"Is there your price, it's not that there is no Tao X, the seedlings of Hainan Huanghua Plough are only more than ten yuan, you ask me to ask for three thousand together, although the number of ordinary seedlings is more, but how many can there be ?......together" Bian Rui began to calculate.

It's not that Bian Rui doesn't let people make money, but if he makes too much, Bian Rui is not happy.

"So, what do you think is the right price?" said the shopkeeper.

"One thousand"

The shopkeeper let go of Bian Rui's hand when he heard this: "Big brother, I still have to find someone to transport it to your home, one thousand, even the money for hiring a car is enough, from the seedling market to here, I almost pass through the Pearl City, send this goods alone, people have to make money, I have to make a little money."

Bian Rui thought about it, don't you do it, don't you have a refrigerated truck, let's go to the flower and tree market tomorrow.

The shopkeeper watched Bian Rui go out of the door, and there was no squeak, and when he saw that Bian Rui really started to start the motorcycle, he chased him out.

"Eighteen, how about eighteen, how about eighteen, and I will send you home by the afternoon to-morrow at the latest," said the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper wants to make this money, because tomorrow he has goods to deliver, just in time to be with Miao, such as Bian Rui wants to buy these at most six hundred yuan, this is still the price that ordinary people buy, he can do five hundred, and then there will be a price difference of 1,300 yuan, and this money can be earned.

Bian Rui thought for a while: "One thousand three, the most."

"Come into the house to talk, come into the house to talk!" The shopkeeper thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't let Bian Rui slip away, a few hundred yuan was also money, otherwise this person would really leave, and a few big tickets would fly.

"I don't sound like you are a Pearl local," the shopkeeper entered the door and almost came to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui said: "I am from Jiang NS District."

"That's a coincidence, I'm also from Jiangnan, and my hometown is in Huze City."

"Oh, that's a good place," Bian Rui said.

Although it is a province, the Jiangnan people do not know how many people in the pearl, and this relationship is a bit hard. Bian Rui looked at the things in the store while talking to the shopkeeper.

Inadvertently, Bian Rui saw that the shopkeeper had something interesting to set up a flower shelf, so he reached out and knocked on it, only to hear the sound of the wooden board with a thick bang, like thunder.

Hearing the sound, Bian Rui moved away from the several flower pots placed on it, and then knocked on the wooden board again, only to hear the muffled thunder sound was even better, and there were no scars or cracks on the whole wooden board.

This is an old paulownia wood, and it is also an old paulownia wood, and Bian Rui has a plan in his heart.

"Why don't you put this board together and give it to me?" asked Bian Rui at the shopkeeper.

"I'm a flower arrangement, I'll take the flowers when I give it to you!" the shopkeeper was a little unhappy.

Bian Rui said: "I like this piece of wood very much, if you don't give it to me, I won't buy other seedlings."

"I said buddy, don't play like this, this piece of wood is not ordinary wood, but it was removed from my ancestral house......" The thief shopkeeper said with a reluctant face.

"Forget it, you still keep the flower pots, let's see you again!" Bian Rui shook his hand and prepared to leave, muttering as he walked: "It's so stingy, I don't even give away a broken board, do I have to bargain for more than 1,000 yuan of business."

"Brother, brother, you have to give me money to buy a board no matter what you say," the shopkeeper said to Bian Rui.

"Look, that's reasonable, give you fifty yuan, enough to buy a good board," Bian Rui said.

The shopkeeper said again: "Fifty can't be, it's really not enough, where is fifty yuan still money now, not to mention anything else, you can exceed this amount with a pack of cigarettes."

"I don't smoke," Bian said.

"That's not going to work, you give a hundred, you take a hundred!" said the shopkeeper.

Bian Rui quickly scanned the code when he heard it, and directly pulled the wooden board off the shelf and carried it in his hand.

The shopkeeper looked at it for a while, and wondered if there was anything peculiar about this plank, otherwise this person would not have let go all the time, but when he thought about it, even if it was an antique, there was no such thing as a plank.

The shopkeeper looked at Bian Rui and asked, "I said buddy, I see that you value this board very much, can you tell me, what is good about this board?"

Bian Rui was willing to tell the truth, and opened his mouth and said: "I think this board is good for making a knife handle."

"Is the handle of the knife still exquisite?" asked the shopkeeper, puzzled.

"Of course, the material of the handle of the knife must be selected well to be used smoothly, the so-called work wants to do a good job, you must first sharpen its tools......" Bian Rui said.

Just now the shopkeeper pulled the sapling, Bian Rui listened dumbfounded, and now it is the shopkeeper's turn to be stupid, he didn't understand a word of what Bian Rui said, and the two were fooling each other anyway.

The shopkeeper still wanted to talk to Bian Rui, but Bian Rui didn't want to pull the wooden plank, so he finally got a good piece of material, and Bian Rui was rejoicing.

Turned the conversation to the sapling, chatted for a while, Bian Rui generously gave a deposit of five hundred, and then carried the material out of the door, drove the motorcycle back to the shop with the material, closed the door after entering the house and entered the space with the wooden plank.

Bian Rui and the ancestor have learned the piano, like the people of the ancient school, many people who love the piano can make the piano, and the same is true of Bian Rui's ancestor, but the old man has a strange temperament, Bian Rui has seen him make at least ten beds of piano, but none of the ten beds remained, because he was not satisfied with the production and then ruined, and the evaluation was always only four words with poor timbre.

The ancestor has a kind of paranoia about the qin, and the qin he made in his life has left two beds, or it was cut in the early days, and the later the higher the requirements, and the ones that did not enter the eyes did not stay.

The ancestor chops the qin, and Bian Rui naturally has to follow the work, such as planing, digging, polishing paint, or other rough work is done by Bian Rui, and the ancestor usually directs Bian Rui to work while drinking small tea, and seeing more work and more things will naturally be.

A good piano is easy to obtain, and the craftsmanship is good, but a bed of world-famous piano has to rely on luck.

Holding the material into the space, Bian Rui knocked it up again, listening to the muffled thunder coming from the material, and his heart was called happy.

Superb material

Even if it is a few beds of Tang Qin made by Lei hanging in the space, it is not as good as this material, how good is it, so good that Bian Rui is reluctant to start cutting the piano now, ready to use other materials to practice his hands, and then use this material to make the piano after practice.

"Found a treasure!" Bian Rui was as happy as if he had found a hundred yuan on the street.

Now Bian Rui feels that even if he asks his boss to earn 10,000 yuan, he is willing.

Holding the material, Bian Rui thought of the ancestor again, and felt that if the ancestor could see this piece of material, would he run back to cut another bed of piano, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that if the ancestor was still there, he would not have this opportunity, and there was no space for which tree he planted.

In the next time, Bian Rui was holding this piece of material and looking left and right, as if he wanted to sleep with it.

After being rare for a while, Bian Rui carefully arranged the materials, went out of the space to sleep, and after sleeping for a while, he felt unsure, and returned to the space and slept next to the materials.

Meimei slept and came out full of energy, only to find that less than a minute had passed outside.

The drowsiness was gone, so Bian Rui had to take out his mobile phone, find a novel, and wait for the time to pass slowly while reading it.

At half past one o'clock in the morning, Bian Rui got up and lit a fire, put the jar of chicken and ginseng on the fire, and began to simmer slowly, because he used firewood, so every thirty minutes or so, Bian Rui had to add firewood, and the firewood could not be added too much. So Bian Rui set an alarm clock, sat next to the stove, and simmered the ginseng chicken while reading a novel.

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, Bian Rui went out to buy something to cushion his stomach, and when he came back, he began to process the mutton, and then Bian Rui really began to get busy.