Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang agreed on this business and prepared to go to Kuwu Mountain to pick snake chrysanthemums.

That night, Qin Xiaopang went back to pack his bags and invited Li Banfeng to stay at his house for one night, but Li Banfeng politely refused.

Stay-at-home cultivators, at least two hours a day, this is the most basic practice rule, Qiao Yuesheng's example is there, Li Banfeng doesn't dare to break the rules.

The two made an appointment to meet at the noodle shop at eight o'clock the next day, but Li Banfeng had no watch or any timekeeping tools, and when he arrived at the noodle restaurant, it was almost noon.

You can't blame Li Banfeng for being snooze, in the carry-on house, no matter whether it is black or white, the quality of sleep is too good.

Qin Xiaopang was very anxious: "Brother Li, why did you come?" We have to hurry up and go to the ditch first. ”

"What are you going to do in the ditch?"

"Buy some handy guys."

Li Banfeng was puzzled: "Didn't you go up the mountain to collect medicine?" Isn't it enough to have a shovel and a sack? Do you still have to go to the ditch to buy these things? ”

Qin Xiaopang shook his head and said, "It's too late, I'll talk to you when I get to the place." ”

invited Li Banfeng to eat two bowls of Yangchun noodles, Qin Xiaopang ate eight bowls by himself, and with all his strength, the two ran to the ditch together.

Li Banfeng used three points of strength, Qin Xiaopang barely followed behind, as long as the food cultivation was full, both speed and endurance were far superior to ordinary people, and he could barely keep up with the travel cultivation.

Before, Li Banfeng walked slowly all the way from the ditch, and it took Li Banfeng most of the day, but now he ran back, and he ran to the ditch in less than two hours.

Qin Xiaopang was speechless, and took Li Banfeng directly to the archway street.

As soon as he arrived on this street, Li Banfeng was a little nervous, because the He family's old house was nearby, and Lu Xiaolan was still in the house.

Qin Xiaopang didn't know about the He family's old mansion, what he was going to was Feng Ji's grocery store.

The owner of the grocery store was cleaning the shelves with a feather duster, and when he saw the two of them entering the door, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Boss Qin, it's rare recently, this guest is taken care of by you again." ”

He recognized Qin Xiaopang, and he also recognized Li Banfeng, who was still wearing a top hat he bought from him.

Qin Xiaopang was in no mood to greet him, and asked directly: "Shopkeeper Feng, are there any good guys?" I went out on a business trip. ”

Qin Xiaopang's business didn't seem to be suitable for talking at the counter, and Shopkeeper Feng called a guy to look at the door of the store and said to Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang, "Two of you, please go to the back room for a cup of tea." ”

Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang followed Shopkeeper Feng to the inner room, the so-called inner room, there are more shelves than the outer room, the goods are stacked on top of each other, very crowded, if it is not for a coffee table in the center of the room, it is purely a warehouse.

The three of them sat at the coffee table, and the shopkeeper Feng made tea, and asked in a low voice: "Don't blame me for talking too much, let me ask, what business are you going to do?" ”

"Bitter Fog Mountain, picking flowers." Qin Xiaopang replied directly.

Shopkeeper Feng thought about it for a moment and took down a small scythe from the shelf.

The blade of the scythe was no more than ten centimeters long, and the handle was shorter, just enough to hold in one hand.

Qin Xiaopang looked at this Xiuzhen sickle, and was stunned for a while: "Shopkeeper Feng, what are you doing with this sickle for me?" It is not good for wheat harvesting. ”

Shopkeeper Feng was also surprised: "Boss Qin, didn't you go up to Kuwu Mountain to pick flowers?" This scythe is just right for picking flowers. ”

Qin Xiaopang frowned and said: "I didn't treat you as an outsider, you are treating me as a melon skin, buy a sickle, I still need to come to you?" ”

Shopkeeper Feng said helplessly: "Boss Qin, you said that you want to pick flowers, and I will pick flowers for you, what did I do wrong?" ”

Qin Xiaopang was anxious: "Do you really not understand, or pretend not to understand, the flowers of the Bitter Fog Mountain can be picked casually?" ”

Shopkeeper Feng shook his head again and again and said, "I really don't understand this time, you want this sickle, you don't want it." ”

Between the two of them, Li Banfeng saw some ways.

Qin Xiaopang knew some of the inside stories on the Bitter Fog Mountain, but he didn't know much.

He also knows a little bit about the rules of the rivers and lakes, but his understanding is limited.

Li Banfeng grew up in a welfare college, and went to college by doing odd jobs, he has seen many people and encountered many things, and he can see at a glance that the real old Jianghu is this Feng shopkeeper.

Li Banfeng hurriedly played a round and said to Qin Xiaopang: "Brother, I don't understand, what do you want to buy?" ”

Qin Xiaopang frowned: "Buy a blade!" ”

"What do you do when you buy blades?"

Qin Xiaopang only explained: "Flowers are easy to pick, but mountains are not easy to go down." ”

In this sentence, the hidden meaning is clear.

Snake spotted chrysanthemum is very precious, many people want to go up the mountain to pick flowers, it is estimated that there are also many people who want to grab flowers, Qin Xiaopang wants to buy a weapon to defend himself.

Shopkeeper Feng naturally understood what Qin Xiaopang meant, and he also replied: "It's good to go down the mountain with a sickle, and with a green dragon knife, the road is not easy to walk." ”

Li Banfeng asked, "How do you say this?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "The one with the sickle is the farmer, and the one with the Qinglong knife is Emperor Guan,

The farmer walked in a muffled voice, and at most he encountered a thief, and with a knife, the matter was over.

Emperor Guan walked with the Qinglong knife, and he had to pass five levels and kill six generals, without the ability of Emperor Guan, can this mountain still come down? ”

While speaking, the shopkeeper touched the edge of the sickle, Li Banfeng really knew the goods, and saw that this was a good knife.

Li Banfeng said: "How much is this knife?" I bought it. ”

Qin Xiaopang glared at the side and said, "What's the use of buying this, let's go to other houses to see, I have a way." ”

Shopkeeper Feng didn't keep it: "Boss Qin, then you can go to another house to have a look, I don't have the blade you want." ”

This shopkeeper Feng is a good person, he doesn't want to hurt Qin Xiaopang.

Li Banfeng insisted on buying this sickle, and the shopkeeper offered five hundred, but Li Banfeng did not bargain, and was ready to borrow five hundred yuan from Qin Xiaopang.

Qin Xiaopang was distressed: "It's just such a thing, it costs five hundred yuan?" ”

Li Banfeng's money bag was embarrassed, and Shopkeeper Feng saw it.

The day before yesterday, he helped him show the way, this young man bought a top hat and a feather duster, and the shopkeeper Feng remembered it clearly, this is a reasonable person.

"What do you call this guest?"

Li Banfeng replied: "My surname is Li, and my name is Li Qi. ”

"Boss Li, this knife, I'll give it to you on credit, and when you come back from picking flowers, you can settle the bill."

Give me credit?

Li Banfeng was stunned.

Shopkeeper Feng's smile did not change: "You are a person who can achieve things, I can trust you." ”

Li Banfeng thanked him and accepted the sickle.

Shopkeeper Feng took out a small shovel from under the counter, more than ten centimeters long, and handed it to Li Banfeng: "Some flowers, pierced deeply, not easy to pick, do you think this shovel is suitable?" ”

Li Banfeng took the shovel, looked at the shape, touched the edge again, and asked, "How much is this shovel?" ”

Shopkeeper Feng said with a smile: "In terms of materials, in terms of workmanship, this shovel is stronger than that sickle, it stands to reason that eight hundred is not expensive, you are a knowledgeable person, if you think it is appropriate, seven hundred yuan, you take it." ”

"Seven hundred ......" Li Banfeng hesitated, things are good things, but if you take credit again, it is a little inappropriate.

Shopkeeper Feng knew Li Banfeng's difficulties: "You take it first, use it, you send the money, if you don't use it, you send the things back." ”

Li Banfeng put away the shovel and wanted to buy a few cloth bags from the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Feng gave two: "Two cloth bags are enough, the flowers are easy to pick, and it is not good to bring them down the mountain." ”

Li Banfeng listened to the persuasion, and the shopkeeper Feng smiled: "Do you think there is anything else to buy?" ”

There are no windows in the house, the sun and the moon can't be seen, and black and white can't be distinguished, Li Banfeng wants to buy a watch.

Shopkeeper Feng took out a pocket watch, the body of which was two circles larger than a one-yuan coin, and the shiny silver case could reflect the figure of a person.

Syllable!

When the case is opened, the white dial is embossed with twelve delicate indexes.

The crown, the handle that winds the pocket watch, is located at twelve o'clock, and the shopkeeper Feng pinched the handle, twisted it a few times, and pulled the handle out two squares.

Li Banfeng has seen this kind of mechanical watch, the crown is not pulled out, it is used for winding, and one grid is pulled out, which is used to adjust the watch, and two squares are used to adjust the calendar.

There is also no calendar on this dial, what is he doing with pulling out two squares?

Tick tock, tick tock~

The pocket watch made the sound of a music box.

It's a familiar tune, and I think I've heard it somewhere before.

Mall? Restaurant?

A VIP upstairs?

Li Banfeng has worked in these places, and he is very impressed by this song, but he can never remember the name.

It's been a long time since I've listened to music.

This voice made Li Banfeng feel so kind.

"What's the price of this watch?"

Shopkeeper Feng carried the watch bracelet: "Che Manguo's pocket watch, if it is fake, it will be refunded for two thousand two, which will not be given to you on credit." ”

Li Banfeng was a little moved, but the price was staggering.

Qin Xiaopang said impatiently: "What's the use of buying this thing!" Why don't you buy a clock! ”

Shopkeeper Feng smiled and did not speak.

Qin Xiaopang urged him to leave, Li Banfeng glanced at the shelves to see if there were any suitable things, and his gaze suddenly stopped on a strange object.

It was a wooden cabinet, a quaint mahogany cabinet, about the size of two bedside tables stacked on top of each other, with three metal trumpet flowers on top.

To be precise, it wasn't a trumpet flower, it was three horns, one was huge, the flare was bigger than the plate mouth, and the other two were much smaller, and the flare was about the size of a fist.

"It's a record player?" Li Banfeng's eyes lit up, he had seen this thing on TV, it was a machine that played music with records.

"Record player?" Shopkeeper Feng shook his head, "This is not called a record player. ”

It doesn't matter what it's called.

If there is a record player, it proves that there is electricity.

If you have electricity, you can charge your phone.

Charge your phone and the world is perfect!

Even if you don't have a mobile phone signal, at least you don't need to buy a watch.

But Feng's shopkeeper's answer made Li Banfeng very disappointed: "We don't have anything electrified, this is a phonograph, not electrified." ”

Li Banfeng couldn't figure it out, how could this thing make a sound without electricity?

Until today, he didn't know that the most primitive record player had nothing to do with electricity, nothing to do with magnetism, only to do with two things, the stylus and the record.

Shopkeeper Feng put a bakelite record on the tray of the record player, took out a crank from the drawer under the record player, inserted it into the record player, and turned it vigorously more than a dozen times.

This is winding up the record player.

The clockwork is full, and with a flick of the pin, the record turns rapidly on the tray.

Shopkeeper Feng put the stylus on the record, and the singing voice with a small noise floated out of the horn.

"Float ~ cloud ~ scatter,

The moon shines brightly,

Happy reunion,

Drunk today~"

The full moon flower is good.

An ancient phonograph, the principle is very simple.

There are different shades of lines on the record, and these lines are engraved on the record by the stylus as it vibrates during the song.

Today, the sound of the stylus rubbing over the lines on the record reproduces the singing of that time.

This is the acoustic principle of the phonograph.

The sound quality is not good, and even a little rough.

But Li Banfeng likes this song very much, and it is very pleasant to listen to.

Unfortunately, the time was a little shorter, and in less than three minutes, the stylus slipped to the end, the clockwork also came to an end, and the record stopped.

Qin Xiaopang looked disdainful: "What's so good about this, listening to a tune, you have to turn around for a long time to shake the handle, it's not hard enough." ”

"If you don't want to wind (wind), you can listen to music." Shopkeeper Feng took a new record and placed it on the tray.

He took an iron cup and added two cups of water to the small speaker next to the big horn.

Shopkeeper Feng struck a match and opened a small door on the lower right side of the record player.

Inside the door was a dark compartment, which held the iron box in place, and in the box was half a box of grease, and in the center of the grease was a candle wick.

The wick was lit, and a cluster of flame filled the entire dark grid.

Li Banfeng didn't know what kind of oil it was, and he could feel the blazing temperature from afar.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The small horn to the right of the big horn spews water mist rhythmically.

The small horn on the left is responsible for adding water, and the small horn on the right is responsible for exhausting steam.

What is this operation?

Could it be ......

The record spun on the record player.

Steam-powered gramophone?

How sophisticated is this machinery?

Li Banfeng's eyes widened, and the education he had received in the past ten years was once again challenged.

After waiting for about a minute, the speed of the record gradually stabilized, and the shopkeeper Feng put the stylus on the record.

"Butterfly ~ butterfly ~ fly away,

The heart is not there,

Who will come in the long night,

Wipe your cheeks with tears~~"

Wild grass and flowers grow in spring.

What a beautiful tune.

PS: Ladies and gentlemen, important people have appeared, so many eyes!