It was a Wednesday working day, and there were few customers at Chen Xiangqin's store in the early morning except for the owner of the shop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so when Xie Jiuli and his party walked to the door of this piano shop and entered the door together, the shopkeeper got up and greeted him.

The shopkeeper was a man in his thirties and forties, with a wide forehead and eyes that looked like a line, and if you didn't look closely, you would think that there were no long eyes. He was short but had a big belly and a round waist, and said to Xie Jiuli in a southern accent: "How many, choose the piano?"

At this time, Xie Jiuli and the others had already turned around the large and small piano shops in City A, but they had not been able to meet anyone who could tell the piano one or two. The result was that they went out this morning, completely unexpected. However, most of the shops say that this is just a pair of ordinary paulownia made of zither, although the texture is good, it can be seen everywhere, and there is nothing special about it. Even some high-end guzheng is much better in comparison. But even if these people say something that they can't convince them, the four of them can stare stupidly, but they don't know how to distinguish it.

How can four idiots who have no musical instrument understand anything else in terms of musical instruments know?

But it is true that this guzheng has a simple appearance and is no different from ordinary guzheng. There is no elaborate workmanship, and there is no intricate and delicate texture that can be created by today's technology. This zither has a single color all over its body, and the texture is the natural and smooth texture of the trees used. Except for the two characters engraved on the headstock, which have been eroded by time, and there is no decoration to be found all over the body.

But under a closer look, there is a kind of warm and thin temperament. The smooth and gentle feel of caressing the past with one hand and being polished by the years is far from being comparable to those machine-polished guzheng on the market.

Those guzheng are exquisite, and there are many brands and categories under careful questioning. There are many kinds of materials alone. Generally speaking, what Xie Jiuli and the four of them saw were painted in dark or light colors, equipped with zither strings, and the headstock was decorated with paintings and words. In addition to these, what nanmu, rosewood, wenge, rosewood, is not at all distinguishable.

As for the timbre, what is different between the north and the south, what is the material used is different, the timbre will be different, these are just different effects for different songs.

Xie Jiuli said bluntly: "If that woman is awake and can speak clearly, why do you need the four of us to be stupid and listen to the book of heaven to suffer so much spitting stars......

But there was no way, the woman was now asleep for more time than she was awake. Expecting her to provide some basic knowledge, it is better to ask a guzheng teacher to explain it faster.

So when they arrived at this Chen Xiangqin shop, everyone naturally didn't have much hope. After all, there are many disappointments, and disappointment is natural.

Xie Jiuli gently set up the guzheng on his back on the ground for the Nth time, and untied the cover to reveal half of the body. Then he asked the shopkeeper with a standardized smile on his face, "Can you help me see what kind of piano this is?"

The shopkeeper took a closer look, then stood up straight and looked up to Xie Jiuli and said, "Paulownia wood is the most common guzheng panel material on the market, and this whole piece of grain shows that the planing technique is quite good." This plain noodle kite is also the most common. It's just an ordinary guzheng. ”

When Xie Jiuli heard this, he made a sure expression at the Qian. "It seems that this is really just an ordinary guzheng with a relatively long age, and there is nothing special about it. ”

Qian Ji still had the same expressionless but extremely serious face, and said lightly: "Then do we still want to continue to ask?"

"Of course I ...... back" Xie Jiuli just wanted to say the word "go home", but was suddenly interrupted by Wei Xiaoan. I saw that Wei Xiaoan was a little unwilling to put the guzheng on an empty wooden table in the store, and took off the entire cover cloth on it, and then said to the shopkeeper: "Aren't all musical instruments to be tried to know if they are good or bad?" boss, are you helping us take a look?"

The shopkeeper was obviously a little unhappy, made a prevarication move, and said with a smile: "Ordinary piano, I have seen a lot." What else do you want to see, that's it. At this, the shopkeeper seemed to notice something, and gently plucked the strings with his hand. After hearing the voice, his face was slightly different from before. The subtle difference was quickly hidden in the bottom of the eyes, and it was not noticed by Xie Jiuli, who was eager to know the details of this zither.

The boss made a reluctant expression, clapped his hands, and said, "Hey...... Anyway, there aren't a few guests today, so I'll play it and help you take a look. ”

The boss moved a stool and stood in front of the wooden table, gently pressed the strings, and then took out the tuner and began to tune. After all this is done, slowly sit down. As his fingers plucked the strings, beautiful sounds flowed from his fingers.

The shopkeeper first played a soft tune, but then he played a fierce tune. Of course, they didn't know the name of the song, and they didn't know whether to interrupt the shopkeeper's eyes that had one line left, and they were about to lose sight.

Xie Jiuli muttered to himself: "How can it be broken if you play it so hard?" Although he didn't know the quality of the guzheng, he had heard a lot of people and knew that the strings of this guzheng were also easy to break. With such a fierce play, if someone breaks it, how can you take it back?

Thinking of the woman's beautiful face, I looked sadly at the broken strings of the zither. Xie Jiuli wanted to stop him right away. Don't get the clues, and pay the kite again, it will really outweigh the losses. Obviously, the other three had the same expressions on their faces as him. I am worried that this guzheng will be taken out in good condition, and there will be no way to give it back to people in good condition. So the four of them made expressions of wanting to say something at the same time, and at the same time they were ready to dissuade the shopkeeper from playing.

But seriously, the more you don't want something to happen, God will let you see it happening right in front of your eyes as if it were a joke.

I only heard the originally coherent tune come to an abrupt end, and with a clear "boom", one of the strings was simply disconnected......

Xie Jiuli scolded in a low voice: "I'm ...... It's really broken......"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses. Then he rubbed his hands very embarrassed, looked embarrassed, and said straightly: "I'm so sorry, this string is actually broken like this." I...... Otherwise, I'll take it to the back hall and change a string for you!

Xie Jiuli looked at Qian Qian and said, "Look, what should I do?"

Qian Ji also showed a helpless expression and said, "Then go and fix it...... What else can I do?"

The shop was quick to change the strings, and it took less than half an hour to get the strings back on the wooden table. Xie Jiuli and the others checked it once, and they didn't see any difference between the new strings and the original ones, except for the old and new ones, so they took the piano back.

After the woman woke up, she just glanced at it and noticed the difference, and asked directly, "Who moved my strings?"