In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhang San's shop began to get busy.

According to Yang Ye's instructions, he found a few guys and renovated the entire storefront.

Everything related to the coffin business in the past, given away, thrown away, thrown away, not left a little.

According to their businessman, it is to sweep away the bad luck and start over.

It was almost noon, Yang Ye came to the store, and looking at the new environment and the antique shop, he nodded with satisfaction.

In the corner of the shop, through a curtain, Zhang San's wife and daughter slept quietly.

After just one night, the faces of the two of them recovered some blood, and their breathing gradually stabilized.

Zhang San regarded the seemingly ordinary little poem on the back door as a treasure, and when he renovated the store, he personally stood there guarding it, and did not dare to leave a single step.

Seeing Yang Ye coming at this time, he greeted him with excitement on his face, bowed down and said, "Childe, your poem is really useful, my wife and daughter's condition seems to have improved after a night." As for the share of this new instrument, I decided to ......"

"Uncle Zhang. ”

Yang Ye raised his hand, stopped his words, and said, "This matter is not over. That thing is not an ordinary filth, and I don't have enough righteous qi in my body to kill it for the time being. This little poem can only hold it down for three days at most, and after three days, presumably it will break through the poetry array and re-enter to harm you. ”

When Zhang San heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said in fear: "Childe, what should we do then?"

Yang Ye shook his head and said, "It has been following you for a few years, even if you move away now, you still can't get rid of it." Don't worry, I'll try to destroy it completely within these three days. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the small poem on the wooden door and said, "If you don't have time, you don't need to worry, I will make another poem to protect you for the time being." ”

"The grace of the son, Zhang San's family, toothless and unforgettable!"

Zhang San was extremely grateful in his heart, and as soon as his knees were bent, he was about to kneel on the ground.

Yang Ye hurriedly grabbed him, smiled slightly, and said, "Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be polite, now the store has been renovated, and I have entrusted others to help us publicize." I believe that in the evening, someone will come to ask about the price of the new instrument, you should prepare first, I will take charge of the first business, you just have to collect the money. ”

"Good, good. ”

Zhang San's face was full of joy, paused, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Childe, we are about to open, and the name of the store has not been chosen yet." You are a talented man appointed by the emperor, so let's choose a name. ”

Yang Ye pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll pick up the name of this shop and write it myself." ”

When Zhang Sanyi heard this, he quickly brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, put it on the wooden table, and asked while grinding the inkstone: "What price should we order for this first guitar?"

Yang Ye walked to the table, picked up the brush, thought for a while, and said, "Let's set a minimum price of fifty gold coins first, this one will be regarded as an auction, and whoever has the highest price will sell it to whomever it wants." ”

"Five...... Fifty gold coins?"

When Zhang San heard this, his hands suddenly shook, and he almost knocked over the stone inkstone in his hand.

He opened a coffin shop, and he earned more than 20 silver coins a year at most, and it was still a very good business.

But he never imagined that this guitar, which was not too expensive, could be sold for fifty and was still gold!

"Gong ...... Childe, isn't this a bit ...... It's a little too expensive, will anyone buy it?"

He looked shocked and couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if no one wants to buy it, I can sell it." ”

"Sounds like this, why is it a bit contradictory?"

Zhang San said with a puzzled face.

Yang Ye smiled, stretched out his pen to dip his pen in ink, stopped talking, and quickly wrote down four big characters.

"Yihai Piano Shop. ”

Zhang San glanced at it and praised: "The son is talented, and the words are also written well, so he is really worthy of the words of a young genius." ”

Yang Ye put down the pen, glanced at him and smiled: "Uncle Zhang won't pat me on the back, hurry up and frame the name, I'll tune the strings." ”

"Good Ratcha. ”

Zhang San agreed, then carefully picked up the piece of paper and began to get busy.

Yang Ye took the newly made guitar, turned the knob, and began to tune.

"This guitar was just invented, and no one but me could play it. Each fret represents a different tone, each string has a high and low tone, and the guitar uses a completely different staff than the staff, which must be a bit confusing for people here who are just getting started. ”

Tune in well, he thought to himself.

"It seems that doing business is not so simple. If the guitar is sold, if people can't play it, won't they come to me again?" As for the money, it will definitely have to be charged separately. ”

"And I can also open a guitar training class, and when the time comes, I will teach Xiaoyan first, so that she can come and experience the addiction of being a teacher, and at the same time, I can also help her reduce the burden of family expenses. ”

Yang Ye thought for a while, and had to decide like this.

When he and Zhang San were busy in the store, many places in Xiangzhou City began to boil.

A piece of news that excited those music lovers and those who specialized in music suddenly spread from the seminary, and in less than half a day, it spread throughout the entire city of Xiangzhou.

The genius boy who was praised by the emperor himself, the demon boy who won three perfect scores in the exhibition competition, will take out the new musical instrument that has been in the limelight in the competition and auction it publicly.

The time is this evening, the address is the old coffin shop at No. 13 North Street, and Yang Ye will personally sit down to answer all the questions about the new musical instrument for everyone.

At the same time, what is even more exciting is that Yang Ye will personally use the new instrument to play an original song for everyone as a prelude to this auction.

As soon as this news came out, whether it was those who witnessed Yang Ye's demeanor at the exhibition competition, or those who delayed and did not go to watch it at that time, and later heard people talk about it and regretted it, all of them boiled.

In the exhibition competition, the new instrument only appeared with a natural sound, but it never appeared, and no one played it on the spot.

At this time, I heard that Yang Ye was going to play it himself, and there was an original song, even those who were martial arts cultivators, those who were not interested in music, were secretly excited, and decided to watch it at night.

City Lord Wu Yiliu, Inspector Tang Jingtian, Ouyang Zheng of the seminary, etc., couldn't hold back their eagerness, and after lunch, they got together early, talking excitedly, while walking towards the old coffin shop on North Street.

The person concerned, Yang Ye, was holding a guitar and sitting in the store without any preparation.

The front door of Yihai Piano Store was also empty, without any high platform erected, and there was no place for any things that should be prepared for auctioning valuables.

There is not even the most basic table and chair.

The shopkeeper Zhang San hung up the plaque, and sat in the store, talking leisurely with Yang Ye.

His wife and daughter's health improved, and his business had a bright future, and the haze that had accumulated in his heart for many years was suddenly swept away.

He was in a happy mood, laughing while telling Yang Ye interesting stories about the coffin shop.

He had no idea that there was a large wave of people, or most of the people in Xiangzhou City, who were excitedly converging into a river from all directions, surging towards his small shop.

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