Chapter Seventy-Six: Blackmail
"When you see an official, you will see an official, when I'm afraid you won't succeed." Steward Chen seems to have found his confidence, he can say more or less in the yamen, so I don't believe that he can't get a person from other places.
"I'm a person who holds grudges, especially the one who broke my fortune." The corners of Tang Shiyu's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, but his eyes fell on the knife on the blade, and the threat in it was self-evident.
"Don't deceive people too much" Seeing this, Steward Chen's body shook without surprise.
"It's you who provoke first, threaten me last, whoever bullies whom, let everyone judge." She said that she said this but did not expect others to judge her, which ordinary person would offend the Chen family because of her.
"How much?" Steward Chen also knew that he was at a loss, and he just wanted to take a step back now and find an opportunity to take revenge in the future.
"Three taels of silver" She didn't ask for more than the lion's mouth, because she was worried that he wouldn't be able to give it, so she ran away again.
"What...... Why don't you grab it? A broken knife board, at most a few dozen dollars. Steward Chen looked at her in disbelief, this is a fair extortion against him!
"I am a businessman who does my duty, don't slander me, be careful that I go to the yamen to sue you for slander. The blade is not worth much, but you delayed me for so long, and threatened me again. Lost work expenses, mental compensation expenses, nutrition expenses to supplement the body, etc., I let you pay three taels, which is already merciful to you. "Since she's a businessman now, let's talk about business.
Steward Chen: "......"
Isn't it just a bad blade, what the hell are these fees?
In the end, Steward Chen struggled for a long time, but still lost three taels of silver, and when he gave the silver, the pain on his face could be seen by anyone with eyes.
"Thank you, Manager Chen, I really didn't expect you to be a generous person, people buy things and bargain, who knew you were so happy!" Tang Shiyu swept the broken silver in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.
As soon as her words came out, Steward Chen, who had already gone away, stumbled and almost fell. Seeing this, the smile on her face was a little more, and if she dared to threaten her, she didn't want to live a comfortable life.
She was about to ask Han Sanzhuang to buy another piece, but she saw the old man opposite walking over with a smile on his face.
"Brother Tang, this knife board can be set without throwing it." The old man rubbed his hands in embarrassment as he spoke.
"Aren't you sharpening knives?" Tang Shiyu remembered that his stall was opposite him, and anyone who listened to the harsh friction sound every day would still remember the maker.
"The knife and the board are not separated, and this little old man will too." When the old man said this, there was a little pride on his face, this craft is not something that anyone can learn.
"Done! How much? "If she can fix it, she doesn't have to buy a new one, and she can save a little more money, which is good!
"Don't want money, when you feel satisfied after the setting is done, just give the little old man half a catty of braised sausages." He smells the fragrance of braised meat every day, and then thinks about the grandchildren at home, he must want to eat it, but he has no spare money to buy it.
He sharpens a kitchen knife for only a penny, and at the end of the day, he only has five or six of them. Generally, people's kitchen knives are pure, and they all sharpen them by themselves, who will waste money and take them to the market to find him to sharpen.
To earn these few pennies a day, you also have to take care of the family's chewing. His business is so small that even the official tax collection directly skips him, and he doesn't know whether to feel happy or sad!
"Okay, I'll give you more if it's well set." Tang Shiyu looked at this old man in rags, he dared to come to her stall as soon as Steward Chen left. Either he is not afraid of Steward Chen's retaliation, or he is forced by life, and his situation should be like the latter.
"Thank you Brother Tang, little old man will go to the inlay, it will be fine soon." The old man put the two separate blades together in his arms, turned around and went off.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no way to retail due to the damage of the knife board, and now those who want to buy it can only buy it in pieces, but all the braised meat is 10% off. Rest assured, a piece of braised pork is only one or two catties, you can look at it first and then decide whether to buy it or not. ”
It's not that she can't sell it because she doesn't have a knife board, she has been playing with kitchen knives for many years in her previous life, and she can put meat in the palm of her hand and cut it with one knife without hurting her palm.
She was worried that because of the farce of Steward Chen just now, those people would not dare to buy braised pork again. Now she gives something good, and she believes that these people will surely overcome the fear in her heart.
Many people who wanted to buy braised meat before Steward Chen came to make trouble, went up a few steps and looked at the braised meat in the bucket. Sure enough, as she said, the size is not big, which means that even if they buy the whole piece, they will only buy a little more than usual.
Everyone in the world has the psychology of being greedy for small and cheap, like those stews that usually cost ten yuan, but now they only cost nine yuan. There were a little more people than usual who wanted to buy it, and it didn't take long for the things to sell out.
And the old man on the opposite side of the knife sharpening looked a little gloomy after Tang Shiyu announced that the things were sold out. Despite this, the movements of his hands did not stop, but became more and more serious.
He thought that if he didn't have it today, he would give it to him tomorrow. This little brother Tang is a person, he can recognize a little bit during this time, and it is impossible to miss him half a catty of braised sausages.
The knife plate is also very simple, that is, the break is smoothed and then put together, and the outside is wrapped with a thin long bamboo piece, wrapped around and fixed.
Tang Shiyu's things were packed up, and the old man who sharpened the knife brought the knife board over. She took it in her hand and looked through it, except for a small gap in the middle, which was completely unclear that it was repaired after it was broken.
She touched the bamboo pieces that were wrapped around the outside and found that they were well polished and did not feel like they were piercing.
"The old man's craftsmanship is good!" Craftsmanship has nothing to do with the size, and it is worthy of praise to do the best in a line of energy.
"The carving insect skill makes Brother Tang laugh!" There was a little more smile on the face of the old man who sharpened the knife, but he still said modestly.
"Thirty-six lines, the line is the champion, you don't have to be arrogant!" She took out the last section of braised sausage left in the bucket, weighed it on the scale, less than a catty, then took out the oil paper, packed it and handed it to the old man who sharpened the knife.
When the old man sharpened the knife saw her take out a section of braised sausage from the bucket, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this little brother Tang's character really has nothing to say. He couldn't sell it to him, but he didn't care. People want to buy it, but she doesn't sell it, so she deliberately leaves it to him, so it feels different to him.
"This ...... And much more! The old man who sharpened the knife hesitated, and he was embarrassed to ask for so much if he wanted to take it.
"That's a lot, count me as an affirmation of your good craftsmanship." Tang Shiyu's words were very beautiful, so that the other party had no reason to refuse, but was proud. What could be more proud of him than the affirmation of his craft!
"Brother Tang, you are this!" The old man who sharpened the knife gave her a thumbs up, whether it was the way she spoke or how she behaved, it was impossible to find fault with her.
Nor did she look down on him because he was dressed shabby. This heart, this open-mindedness, is worthy of his thumbs up for her.
"You old compliment, I accept it!" Tang Shiyu's immodesty, in the eyes of the old man who sharpened the knife, thought she was a cheerful person.