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"Hey, look at that Erhu shop, there seems to be someone quarreling?"

"You're making trouble? Go and have a look?"

Lin Hao had just left the hotel when he noticed a large number of people gathered in front of a store specializing in Erhu not far away.

Lin Hao is not someone who likes to join in the fun. Usually when encountering this kind of situation, he turns around and leaves. However, after taking a casual look, he saw a familiar figure.

"Yuwei? Is the person next to you Feifei?" Lin Hao squeezed into the crowd and patted Liu Yuwei on the shoulder, "Why are you here?"

Liu Yuwei stuck out her tongue, "I left the restaurant and went straight to watch the excitement. I forgot to send a message."

"Lin Hao, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have become more handsome!" Feifei also turned her head and said hello to Lin Hao.

"You have become beautiful too!"

Lin Hao looked at Feifei up and down. She was still so tall and sunny, but today she was wearing a white casual T-shirt and denim shorts, which was simple but full of vitality.

Paired with her super good looks and athletic beauty, she is very eye-catching.

"What happened inside?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Hao looked inside and could vaguely see an old man standing in front of the counter, arguing with the owner of the Erhu shop.

"It seems that the owner of this erhu shop sold a low-quality erhu to a customer. The customer didn't want it and started making trouble. But speaking of it, this customer is really fierce, and the boss doesn't look like a profiteer..." Feifei said with a frown.

"What's the mass of your erhu? Does the string break when you pull it?"

In the Erhu shop, an old man in his sixties said loudly with his hands on his hips.

The owner of the Erhu shop is a middle-aged man with fair skin and a very soft temper. "This old man, I have been doing this business for more than ten years. The erhus I sell are all carefully selected by me. I will never do this." There is a quality problem..."

"You said there is no quality problem, so there is no quality problem?" The old man rolled his eyes and said viciously: "I'm just telling you, if you don't pay me compensation today, I won't be able to pay you back!"

As he said that, the old man simply sat down on the ground, looking like he was ready to fight to the end.

"You...are you just playing rogue?" The owner of the Erhu shop frowned.

"Hey, don't worry about what I do. Look, there are so many people around the door. Today I made a big deal about your selling inferior erhu here. Do you think anyone will do your business in the future?" The old man laughed and said, It's clear that I'm cheating on you today.

"Tsk, tsk, profiteers are really hurting people these days. You see, people are so angry that they don't even want to leave!"

"How do you know that this person is a profiteer? The matter has not yet been decided. I haven't seen any evidence from this old man that the erhu is fake. It's all based on his mouth."

"You know, flies don't bite seamless eggs. There's really nothing wrong with this shop owner. How can this old man stay here and not leave?"

Sure enough, after seeing this scene, many people had secretly labeled the shop owner a profiteer.

The Erhu shop owner was helpless and asked tentatively: "Then how much money do you want to solve this matter?"

The old man squinted his eyes and held out five fingers and said, "This number?"

"Five thousand?"

"fifty thousand!"

"This is impossible!"

The erhu shop owner was shocked and angry. The erhu he sold to the old man cost only more than 2,000 yuan, and he demanded a compensation of 50,000 yuan. Isn't this extortion?

"Is it impossible?"

The old man's cloudy eyes turned dejectedly, and he lay down on the ground and wailed loudly, "Oh, I'm so angry. I'm so old. I want to buy an erhu to play when I retire. Who knows that I've been tricked by profiteers? This old man's It’s not easy to save retirement funds...

The sympathy of the public is the easiest to be exploited. When the old man made such a fuss, many onlookers felt sympathy in their hearts.

"I said boss, no matter what, you really shouldn't bully an old man!"

"Yeah, if you want to compensate me, just give me a certain amount?"

The owner of the Erhu shop is so angry that smoke is coming out of his head. Shouldn't you pay for his feelings?

He asked himself his conscience, there was nothing wrong with the erhu he sold, so why should he be labeled as fake and have to pay a high compensation of 50,000 yuan?

Liu Yuwei frowned and couldn't help but said: "Since there is a disagreement, then call the police or wait for the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to handle it. Why bother making trouble here? And the compensation of 50,000 is too high, right? ..."

The owner of the Erhu shop had a sad face, but when he heard Liu Yuwei say this, he couldn't help but slap his forehead, "Yes, this little beauty is right, I will call the Industrial and Commercial Bureau now!"

The old man was not happy when he heard this. He had been making trouble here for so long, so he came here to compensate. If he really let the Industrial and Commercial Bureau handle this matter, he would not be able to get the money.

One second, this old man was still lying on the ground crying, and the next second he jumped up, pointed at Liu Yuwei and shouted loudly, "You are colluding, right? Are you the boss's entrustment to bully my old man?"

When the old man said this, many people looked at Liu Yuwei.

"You are so good at telling stories!" Liu Yuwei suddenly became angry and wanted to step forward to tell the right and wrong, but was stopped by Lin Hao.

You will never win if you argue with gangsters and scoundrels. Lin Hao knows this truth.

I saw Lin Hao walking out of the crowd, smiling and saying to the old man: "Old man, where is the erhu with the broken string? Take it out and show it to everyone. Everyone will know in their hearts how bad the erhu sold by this erhu shop owner is. ”

Hearing what Lin Hao said, the old man stood up and nodded: "This young man is right, I will let everyone see it."

As he said that, the old man turned back and picked up a big bag and took out an erhu from it. One of the strings on it was broken. "Everyone can see clearly. If the erhu string has been broken after being used for several months, I won’t say anything else. It broke after I used it for two or three days. Isn’t this an inferior product?”

The owner of the erhu shop blushed, "Even if there is a problem with the strings, then why do you want to open your mouth and ask for 50,000 yuan... It's not that the entire erhu has a problem!"

Lin Hao waved his hand to the owner of the Erhu shop, telling him not to say anything more, and took the Erhu from the old man's hand: "Well, the strings are indeed broken a lot."

"Hey, let me tell you, he is probably a profiteer."

"Store owner, now the evidence is conclusive, why are you still making excuses?"

When the crowd saw that all the erhus had been taken out, they were convinced that the owner of the erhu shop had tricked people. Many people immediately started yelling at the shop owner to make him pay.

"Isn't it Li's fault..." Lin Hao turned the erhu over: "Look at this qinzhen, the strings on it are too messy, so the strings are too tight, and your tuning is also difficult. If you go too high, the tension on the string will be high, and it will naturally break easily.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The old man originally thought that Lin Hao came out to speak for him. After hearing what Lin Hao said, he immediately took the erhu from Lin Hao's hand: "What do you, a young man, know about the erhu? You are talking nonsense here. Nonsense!”

"Don't tell me..." Lin Hao smiled and said, "I really know a little bit."

"Joke!" The old man looked at Lin Hao and sneered: "Today's young people, there are a few who know this kind of folk musical instrument. If a layman comes here and pretends to understand, you should just go and cool down."

The opinions of the onlookers were similar to those of the old man. If it were an old gentleman who came out, his words would still be somewhat convincing, but a young man?

Nowadays, some people believe that young people can play guitar, piano and drums. How many of them can play the erhu?