How could the head of the church above hold a meeting for no reason?

Soon Shi Tiexin received news from Ah Fei - Fa Ge's birthday was a birthday dinner. Shi Tiexin was glad that he asked more, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing to go empty-handed as an ordinary party?

Even if you really wash your hands in the future, there is no need to be too unruly and unsociable now. So Shi Tiexin decided to collect some gifts and take the opportunity to contact this so-called Fa Ge to see what his position was in the gang of "Daxing".

Then, according to what he has seen and heard, and then according to the situation of the Mandate of Heaven, he decides to stay in the future.

And the first time we meet, it's a birthday party, so of course you have to choose a good gift.

"Fa Ge must be in his forties, it seems that he is from the north of the mainland, I don't know the specifics. As for what he likes, this one doesn't seem to be anything special, as if he can do anything, and he doesn't seem to like anything in particular. ”

"Got it."

Drop, hung up Ah Fei's phone, Shi Tiexin strolled alone through the streets of Tokyo, ready to pick out some suitable gifts for the boss above.

In his forties, inland northerners, there is no particular preference for gifts and the like. Without a preference, it's not easy. But Fa Ge is a gang brother, what else can you like if you mix gangs?

Shi Tiexin imagined it for a while, and constructed in his mind such an image of a big cigar with a big gold chain, a tattoo to go to a bar, a big move, and a big booba in his hand. As the big brother of the gang, and he is also the head of the hall, it should be such an image.

So what would such a person like, and probably wouldn't be able to run out of a range if he thought about it.

Why don't you give him a box of good cigars?

Ordinary goods are not rare, and non-ordinary goods cannot be found at this time.

So what should I do?

Shi Tiexin walked around the streets of Ginza, from morning to afternoon, after eating two meals, his spirit increased a lot, and the volume of the lower abdomen false pill expanded again, reaching an unprecedented size, but he never found a suitable gift. After walking around, Shi Tiexin finally turned into a calligraphy and painting shop.

"Boss, do you want to play with the text?" The owner of the toy shop is very enthusiastic, and he speaks Mandarin as soon as he speaks.

Shi Tiexin turned around, and was surprised to find that the things in this store were actually quite good. Shi Tiexin doesn't understand the cultural toys, and there is no mark on the vision system. However, calligraphy calligraphy hanging scrolls have a lot of display attributes. Most of them are high-quality grades, and a few have the best grades.

Shi Tiexin looked at it all the way, and there were all kinds of fonts. Line calligraphy, subordination, regular script, cursive, dazzling and so on.

"Huh?" After a pause, Shi Tiexin stood in front of a pair of calligraphy and looked at it very carefully.

"The boss is really a good eye, this is a good thing from China, it is an authentic Wang calligraphy work!" The boss carefully introduced: "Wang is the descendant of Wang Xizhi, and this word is the handwriting of Mr. Wang Lingbo, who is over eighty years old!" ”

Wang's calligraphy?

Shi Tiexin looked at this flat and stable regular script, and felt that this boss should not be deceiving. I don't know if it's the handwriting of the old gentleman "Wang Lingbo" he said, but this character should be Wang's calligraphy.

Because this regular script does not look very unusual, but there is a very familiar feeling of Shi Tiexin hidden in the pen, which is the feeling passed down in "everyone's legacy". If Shi Tiexin is allowed to write down a character with a brush, and then raise the level of this character several layers out of thin air, then the calligraphy in front of him should be the appearance of twin brothers.

The horizon system is marked with the "superb" grade, which is indeed consistent with the level of the book itself.

"How do you sell this?"

"This ......" The boss rolled his eyes and quoted a price: "50,000." ”

Shi Tiexin turned around and left.

Why don't you grab it!

"Forty thousand...... Thirty thousand, thirty thousand! The price in the boss's mouth collapsed quickly: "Twenty-five thousand, the minimum is twenty-five thousand, it must not be lower!" ”

Twenty-five thousand?

If I practice for a while, I will be able to write such a book myself, and when the time comes, I will pay 20,000 yuan, and you can buy mine.

Ignore this boss, let's go buy a gift for that fat brother first. It's not too early to look at the day, and it's too late to buy it. Shi Tie thought about it and raised his feet and left, ready to go out.

"Eighteen thousand—thirteen thousand—ten thousand! Ten thousand! The boss spoke super fast: "The true work of the descendants of the book saint is this!" Sending it to the elders and hanging it at home is an excellent collection! ”

Shi Tiexin paused and turned his head.

"If it is the true work of the book saint himself, I will give it all 800,000 yuan, and the descendants of the book saint will forget it. Moreover, the antiques of the prosperous times, the gold of the troubled times. Now the world is difficult, and calligraphy and painting are not valuable. Shi Tiexin assessed the value of the book, and then the rhetoric in his mind was full of anger, and he gave a very convincing price.

"Five hundred, I'll take it."

From 50,000 to 500, the price collapsed......

The shopkeeper was stunned, looked at Shi Tiexin blankly for a long time, and then carefully returned the mouth: "Eight hundred yuan, it's auspicious." ”

Shi Tiexin thought about it, and felt that it was not easy to do business in a foreign country, and it was necessary to make some money for the family, so "Six hundred, it will not be pulled down." By the way, help me wrap it up well, and I'll give it away. ”

"Okay!" The boss immediately got busy, and the previous offer seemed to never exist.

Shi Tiexin stood in the calligraphy and painting shop and looked around, and suddenly felt that this kind of calligraphy and painting shop was really a good place. Buy some excellent calligraphy and go back to hang it up and read it every day, wouldn't it be common to get little stars?

Thinking about it by extension, Shi Tiexin found that his money could actually be used in more ways.

"Wrapped, take a look?" The owner sent a roll that looked beautifully textured.

"Yes."

After collecting the roll, Shi Tiexin walked out of the calligraphy and painting shop.

Don't think about it too much, just send this. It seemed a little strange to send calligraphy and paintings to a gang brother, but Shi Tiexin suddenly felt that this might also be an option. People in their forties may want to get something to decorate the façade. Wouldn't it be right to give him a note and let him elevate his style?

It doesn't matter if it's just right, I don't want to look for it anymore anyway.

"In the car, boy?" A taxi stopped in front of Shi Tiexin, and Mandarin floated out of the car, it seems that the people of the Oriental country have occupied all kinds of industries in Tokyo.

Shi Tiexin looked at the time, thought about the distance again, and felt that it was not bad to take a taxi. Subconsciously glanced at the interior layout of the car, and found that there was no iron fence, no bulletproof glass, and he and the driver could have direct contact. I looked at the shape of the taxi again, and the high roof seemed to be able to accommodate my scalp, so I relaxed and opened the door and sat in the back seat.

"Where are you going, boy?" The driver's voice doesn't sound young anymore.

"Shinjuku." Shi Tiexin replied, and then suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was the voice of this taxi driver so familiar?

Shi Tiexin raised his head suddenly, and then saw a familiar face in the rearview mirror in the car.

"Lao Jia?"