"This," the guy walked over with some surprise, stepped on a wooden stool, took down the ornament, bent down directly on the stool, and handed it to Xia Xiaodong: "This costs ten taels of silver." ”

Ten taels? Xia Xiaodong took it, and by the way, he glanced at the things in the shop again, they were indeed all big road goods made of cheap wood, and it was estimated that there might not be one or two of them in a single piece.

How could something come out of ten taels of silver?

It's just that the ornament is sinking at the beginning, and it is quite heavy. The wood next to it was actually blessed to hand over a handkerchief, wipe off the dust, smell the dark fragrance floating, take a closer look, it is actually carved from the best cypress wood.

The carver is taking the road of complexity and simplicity, and there is no fine ornamentation, but whether it is the face line of the little monk, or the texture and folds of the robe, it is only a few strokes, it is as natural and vivid as flowing water.

What a joke, this is simply a masterpiece. Not to mention that it is placed on the same shelf with the footbasin and chopsticks, no one cares about the pearl and the dust!

However, having said that, ten taels of silver, in such a place, it seems that no one will buy it.

Xia Xiaodong turned over the ornament, only to see that under the base, there was a small square mark engraved, and there were only two words in it.

The name of the shop is Muzhaotang, and the things inside are written with notes, faintly connected.

"Is this thing from your shop, or is it being sold by someone else?" Xia Xiaodong asked.

If it's from the store, then ...... Now this thing is Xia Xiaodong's. Consignment sales are different, things are someone else's, and you can only charge a little handling fee according to the proportion that is good.

The guy said strangely: "This, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the girl, you just have to see if you want it, and I'll put it back if you don't want it." "This one is still standing on the stool, waiting to be taken back and put away.

It's not like a business at all.

Mu Mu looked at the girl, then looked up at the guy on the stool, and suddenly shouted at the guy, "You come down first!" What's wrong with asking? You say, where did this thing come from? ”

Mu Mu has always been such a straightforward and straightforward mouthful, the guy's face was suddenly ugly, and he jumped off the ground with a 'tom', and threw up a little dust on the ground, and didn't care about Mu Mu, and said coldly: "Do you want it?" ”

Don't talk nonsense.

"Yes." Xia Xiaodong didn't bother with him, looked at the shelves, and pointed to another one: "Take that one down and take a look." ”

When he heard that the customer was going to buy it, the man's face looked better, and he dragged the stool over a little, climbed up and took the other one down.

The shape of this piece is the starting style of the little monk posing with Tai Chi, and the material carving is the same as the previous one.

"Do you want two?" For the first time, there was a gentle hint of persuasion in the man's tone.

If you sell it, you might be able to get a little bit of a commission.

"Take that one down and take a look." This time, Xia Xiaodong refers to the most marginal piece.

The man dragged the stool again, and when he got to the top, he finally felt that something was wrong. This girl is playing with me, right? Couldn't you finish one thing at once if you left and right?

"Otherwise, I'll take it down for you all at once." As he spoke, he stretched out his arms, intending to take the remaining four down at once.

"No way!" Xia Xiaodong hurriedly protested: "I bumped and scratched, I don't want it." ”

Such things are most afraid of bumping into each other and the like.

The guy had no choice but to take it all in two installments.

With the addition of the previous two, there are six pieces in total.

After waiting for the six pieces to be placed in one place and studying them for a while, Xia Xiaodong saw that his eyebrows were coming.

It's a set. It was completely messed up before, and I couldn't see it at all.

In fact, the little monk on this ornament started with his hands folded, and then put on several classic moves such as the hand pose, the white crane drying its wings, the bird's tail, and the high probe horse, and finally ended with cross-kneeling meditation.

Xia Xiaodong hurriedly rummaged through his purse, picked out a silver ticket of fifty taels and a silver ticket of ten taels, and put down all six ornaments.

When you see a good thing, you must take it immediately, what do you want to get away with, what pretend not to know the goods and talk about the price, etc., all save it.

After making a big deal, the old shopkeeper also had a smile on his face, collected the precious silver ticket and hid it, and told the man to quickly find a few boxes and put the things up.

After two rounds of money, I can finally talk well.

Although the door of the shop is small, there is a hole in it, which should be the place where the master does his work and lives. I saw that the guy rushed in to find the box, so Xia Xiaodong dragged a chair and sat down and talked with the old shopkeeper.

What Xia Xiaodong is most curious about is naturally who made such exquisite ornaments, and if this person is related to the shop and has such a master, how could Mu Zhaotang be like this.

The old shopkeeper didn't hide it, anyway, the story of Mu Zhaotang, everyone near the left knew it, he didn't say it, people could know it if they inquired elsewhere.

In fact, the story is not complicated, a good artist does not equal a good businessman, that's all.

The person who carved the ornament is surnamed Gu, Xingsi, and everyone generally calls him Gu Si. In fact, this Muzhaotang was originally the property of another wealthy family in the early years, and the family invited an ancestor of the Gu family to be a master, but later the family failed, and Muzhaotang fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Gu family.

At that time, the Mushodo was much larger than it is today, and the left and near belonged to the scope of the Kishodo. It's just that the people of the Gu family have been obsessed with wood art from generation to generation, but they are not good at management, and they have made the good and decent Muzhaotang smaller and smaller, and by the generation of Gu Si's father, there is only such a little place left.

When it came to Gu Si's hands, it became more and more unbearable, and even this place was about to be unable to sustain itself. In the end, it was sold to the Lu family, and it was said that it was good to keep the signboard of Muzhaotang, which could only be regarded as barely having a name, but in fact, Xin'er had already changed.

"The people of this Gu family are very rigid and admit death." The old shopkeeper sighed, "Although my surname is Gu and I am a distant branch of the Gu family, I can't get used to Gu Si's style. All day long, I look like I have the ability to be my boss, but I don't know that this world doesn't recognize the ability. ”

Xia Xiaodong heard the clouds and mountains and fog.

It is understandable that the poor management is not good, but, according to what the old shopkeeper Gu said, this shop originally belonged to the Gu family, that is, there is no need to rent the shop! Anyone who has ever opened a shop knows that there are three major costs of selling things, shop rent, labor and purchase.

For Gu Si, there is no need to pay rent, and the savings are more than a star and a half. As for the goods, do it yourself, only the cost of materials. It's easy to do manual work - you can hire someone, but you can't afford to be a buddy yourself.

That's it, how can you run a shop so much that you have to sell it!

Xia Xiaodong humbly asked the old shopkeeper for advice.

(To be continued.) )