Eh!

Fu Qingxu hurriedly interrupted the two, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Shizhang said: "Buy the piano."

"Do you know a little bit of the rules of the rivers and lakes, I haven't finished talking yet, you are here, you and I will say one sentence at a time, don't I buy it? I said I didn't say I don't want it?" Fu Qingxu said.

Wen Shizhang smiled: "Aren't you too expensive?"

"It's too expensive, but I didn't say no, you think I'm you, one is a local tyrant, and the other has been going around to give lectures all these years, as if they don't take money as money. Old man, I originally came to drink and listen to music, and suddenly I want to take out a million, so I can't allow my old man to feel distressed and have a pain in his flesh?

When Bian Rui heard Fu Qingxu say this, he immediately looked at Fu Qingxu and felt that this old man was a little interesting.

Bian Rui thinks it's nothing, something has a price in everyone's heart, and what you think is expensive may be worthless in the eyes of others.

Some things are worth a lot if you like them, they are worth as much as you like them, and if you don't like them, they are worth nothing to you.

Bian Rui felt that the piano he made was worth one million, and Fu Qingxu felt that it was not worth it, this is a normal phenomenon, the transaction is like this, when the seller and the buyer feel that it is worth it, the transaction can be concluded, so Bian Rui has no subjective evil feelings towards Mr. Li and Fu Qingxu.

But now it's different, Fu Qingxu can say it frankly, and it is because the price is too high that he hesitates, which makes Bian Rui feel that this old man is still a little honest. Bian Rui likes to be friends with honest people, even if you are a villain, you are much better than a hypocrite if you are small.

Yosuke Terashima laughed at this time and said: "You Chinese have an old saying, after calling this village, there is no such shop, and the recent bed of piano has nothing to do with you Fu Qingxu, right?"

"It must be dropped!" Wen Shizhang laughed.

Fu Qingxu said: "That's not good, I'm the first to ask, and now the piano that Rui is making next to the bed is of course my top priority!"

Hearing Fu Qingxu say this, the servants turned their eyes to Bian Rui at the same time.

Bian Rui hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You can solve it yourself, I don't want to get involved."

At this time, the little girl sitting next to Bian Rui pouted: "What's so difficult about this, you don't give in, just rock-scissors it's done, whoever wins just buys it, how easy!"

The little girl felt that the three adults in front of her were too stupid, she couldn't think of such a simple idea, and her brain was not as good as her.

Wen Shizhang stroked his palms and laughed when he heard this: "This is a good idea, each according to the will of heaven."

"Do you want to win me?" Fu Qingxu looked at the two opposite with disdain: "I rarely lose when I play this."

Yosuke Terashima laughed and said, "Do you know what people call me in Tokyo?

Bian Rui couldn't listen to it anymore, these guys can blow more than one by one, and even the God of Gambling will come out this time. But although I thought so in my heart, I still watched with interest as the servants played rock-paper-scissors.

Swish!

In an instant, the winner was decided between the three of them, Wen Shizhang and Terashima were both cloth, and only Fu Qingxu made a pair of scissors.

"Wow! hahaha!"

You see that the old man is happy, as if he has won the lottery, laughing and laughing at the same time. Just now, it was too expensive to pay a million, but now I want to fly happily.

"You know now that the old man is amazing," Fu Qingxu said with a laugh.

Wen Shizhang said with a little hatred: "Let's wait until you pay the bill, don't regret your old deduction when the time comes."

When Wen Shizhang's words came out, Fu Qingxu suddenly felt as if someone was stuck in his neck, and he couldn't say anything, while Yosuke Terashima laughed, and slapped the table while laughing.

Bian Rui's father and daughter were confused.

When Wen Shizhang saw it, he smiled and told Bian Rui what happened.

It turned out that ten years ago, Fu Qingxu ordered a bed of piano in the hands of a domestic qiner, but after they cut it, Fu Qingxu claimed that the qin was not worth the price, saying that the original qin board was changed, and he refused to pay the rest of the money.

Fu Qingxu said angrily: "It was originally that person's fault, and he was asked to change the board of the coffin material that was said to be good, because others bid higher and sold it to someone else's ,......."

Bian Rui has seen a lot of such things, and now there are really a few businessmen in China who have talked about credit, and there are countless people who talk about credit and brag about it, and there are very few people who really take it seriously! Not to mention ordinary businessmen, even those enterprises that play and sing in the media really take customers seriously?

If you want to maintain your rights, buy a broken car, don't sit on the hood, and don't make a little eye-catching thing, you have to be bullied to death by businessmen. If you buy a garbage room, you have to jump off the roof of the house, there is no way to complain, there is no way to ask for help, and you have to make some noise to solve this matter.

Even if the last highway car broke down, you have to be careful that the surname He drank blood and cut the flesh.

Sometimes Bian Rui feels that he really admires the wisdom of his ancestors, and it is not for nothing that he lists this group of businessmen as the last of the four people, he can't be an official in the imperial examination, and he wants to let these people really become the country and take power, and these people can even package and sell themselves, not to mention the life and death of the people.

But this qin player is also stupid, he originally admitted his mistake in private, who knew that he was too greedy and wanted Fu Qingxu's money, and finally put himself in. I forgot that he was doing a niche business, and a bed of piano was made of hundreds of thousands of hundreds of thousands of dollars to make a reputation, and he smashed his reputation, and your piano still wanted to be sold at a high price?

"It's hard to find good materials now."

After a few words of self-justification, Fu Qingxu sighed and said.

Yosuke Terashima said: "Originally, this was the case, ordinary materials become ordinary pianos, and good materials are hard to find, which naturally means that a piano is hard to find!"

Bian Rui has a deep understanding of this, Zhifeng Qingyun is a way of luck, such as a lonely crane returning to fly, the piano material is one out of a hundred, you must know that this thing is Bian Rui planted in the space, put it outside, it is one out of ten thousand, one out of a thousand, such good materials will be put on the outside for decades or even more than a hundred years, and the wood will rot and rot if it is a little unbearable, and it will be rotten and rotten, and the last thing that can be used is not one in a hundred.

Now some pianos are called coffin plate qin, that is, the coffin board made of people in the past, this thing is not a new thing, in Shen Kuo's "Dream Creek Pen Talk" there is such a record: "I also tasted the Yue people Tao Dao really stored a Yue Qin, and the coffin fir wood was also defeated in the ancient mound of the clouds, and the sound was extremely strong."

It is not uncommon to use old coffin wood to make pianos in modern times, and you don't feel that the diaphragm should be used, because the piano made of such old materials is really not 350,000 yuan that can be played, and a good old coffin piano on a bed is still hard to find.

Bian Rui is not interested in making the coffin at all, mainly because he has space, what kind of material he wants is nothing more than cutting seeds, planting and cutting, how much time and energy can be spent?

But the normal qin cutter is different, which one must not exhaust the mind when looking at the material and picking the material? Most luthiers may not be able to meet a good piece of piano material in their lifetime.

"Can the piano be faster?" Fu Qingxu said.

"Where's the money?" Wen Shizhang said with a smile.

Fu Qingxu said: "If you don't have to worry about it, you will be on Bian Rui's account within three days."

"At least for a month, the violin making thing is not in a hurry, not to mention the slow work and meticulous work, only to say that this mood has a great impact on the quality of the piano cut out, and the bad reputation of the things that are driven out cannot be rushed," Bian Rui said.

"I'll have another string!" Fu Qingxu said.

Bian Rui shook his head when he heard this: "This is not good, the piano is mine, the strings are not mine, if you want strings, a pair of seventeen thousand eight."

Bian Rui directly reported a number with zero and integer.

"How can there be a whole thing?"

Not only Fu Qingxu was curious, but also Wen Shizhang and Yosuke Terashima were curious.

Bian Rui said: "The output of this string is very small, one is because of the problem of silkworm seeds, the other is the problem of mulberry leaves, there are more than 100 strings a year, and it is extremely labor-intensive, all the steps have to be completed by hand, relying on human experience, to make such a string, the time is about one hundred and a half, I think the price is not expensive!"

Fu Qingxu nodded: "That's really not expensive!"

Yosuke Terashima and Wen Shizhang also nodded when they heard it, they both play music, so they naturally know what the price of good things should be, and there is no such thing as a good and cheap thing in the music industry. A 100,000 violin and a 500,000 violin are different from those played to the ears of professionals.

There is always a reason why it is expensive.

"Bring me ten pairs," Yosuke Terashima said.

"Bring me ten pairs too," Wen Shizhang said.

Fu Qingxu said: "Bring me five pairs."

"Stop, where did I get so much? So far, there are only nine pairs, and the tenth pair will not wait until the middle of next year at least, and this batch of silkworms has not yet been raised," Bian Rui hurriedly said.

Now the strings made by Bian Rui's family and the second grandmother's family are only twenty pairs of small ones, Bian Rui sold them to friends under the pretext of actually taking up a small half of what he bought, and the rest only had eight or nine pairs of them except for the scrapped ones.

Yosuke Terashima said: "Jean let you, you let us go first."

"Why? You have a piano at home, but I don't have a piano at home?" Fu Qingxu said with a glaring eye.

Bian Rui found that he had to shut up again.

The two guys quarreled for a while, and directly added two to five, one person and three deputies.

What Bian Rui didn't expect was that he originally came to meet friends with the piano, who knew that this friendship would not be very good, and the business was already flying, and he didn't have a place yet, so he did a business of more than 100,000 yuan first.