Old-time musicians

The owner of the piano shop was slightly happy.

He could swear to God that although he liked the taste of money, he had never done the unscrupulous business of selling fake goods.

That is to say, the publicity is a bit exaggerated and the price is a bit exaggerated, but for things like the transaction price, a slight reduction is acceptable.

Generally speaking, you have the confidence to not be afraid of real experts. The higher the customer's requirements, the higher the grade you like, and the more you will earn.

Luna watched Fan Ning's movements of playing the piano intently, and Kang's determination to die became more and more firm in her eyes.

But I am really afraid.

The boss came up to her at the next moment and showed a sincere smile of praise.

"This gentleman has such a good eye. He picked the most representative models at various price points along the way. On the third one, he picked the most expensive piano in the store!"

The most, most expensive one? ...The little girl was so scared that she held her breath and pricked up her ears.

Fan Ning stretched out his hand forward and plucked a reddish-brown other strings.

"All solid board, made from the famous Misin rosewood. Its tone is warm and full, with a fragrant orchid body, especially in the high range, which is extremely sweet and charming... Equipped with fox lily holy silver frets, surrounded by gemstone frets, and an elephant bone piano. Nuts and gold-plated tuners, Tone, the master of classical guitar in the last century, has a very high opinion of its manufacturer."

The boss’s grandiose introduction was gushing.

"The price of its customized model was once as high as 500-1,000 pounds, but now you only need 100 pounds to take it away. Of course, it is a mass-produced model, but it is also handmade by a family and has all the excellent functions it should have."

"There are quite a lot of good pianos here in your southern country."

Fan Ning retracted his hand as if sighing and walked straight towards the cashier.

For a market store in a small port city, this quality echelon is really good.

"Of course, of course."

The boss was overjoyed and took off the most expensive piano in the store.

Before quickly following Fan Ning's footsteps, he did not forget to take a look at the girl dressed up by this small financial sponsor.

This order can last for at least a month.

...100 pounds, Mr. Scheele, you have been very cruel to me. Luna felt like crying.

She earns two gold medals every week and has accumulated more than three figures in her small coffers. The exact amount is: 160 pounds.

The numbers that once gave me confidence, but now I have cashed in a 50 pound gift and bought a 100 pound guitar, and I only have 10 pounds left!

Luna mustered up the courage to speak to her boss's back, trying to make a last-ditch effort.

The tone is pitiful, weak and helpless:

"Mr. Shopkeeper, can I sell it for 90 pounds?"

"No problem." The boss agreed very readily, and the corners of his mouth raised crazily under his sunglasses.

She is such a generous and wealthy little girl... This is the lightest bargain he has ever seen. If you cut it off, it means you haven't cut it off at all.

He considers himself a person with a bottom line, and the bottom price in his mind is about 60 pounds.

But it’s not impossible to sell it for 50 pounds.

"Mr. the shopkeeper is such a good person." Luna secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "This way I can still have 20 pounds left, and there is always hope that I can slowly save it back..."

Fan Ning walked to the cashier, pulled out a woven wicker chair, sat down, and began to rock leisurely.

The helpers in the store have already prepared the guitar case. The boss put the high-quality, gorgeous and high-end guitar on the counter, and then waited with his hands behind his hands with a serious expression.

As soon as Luna's eyes made contact with Fan Ning, they immediately changed into a childish smile.

"I must not let Mr. Scheele think that I am doing this reluctantly, otherwise the trip will be unpleasant..."

She started looking for money in her bag.

"Mr. Shopkeeper, please hand me that guitar." At this time, Fan Ning stretched out his hand.

"Don't you need to put it in the box first?" The boss was a little surprised, but it wasn't a big problem. He picked up the piano again.

"Ah? I'm talking about that one..." Fan Ning emphasized the direction of his hand again.

The boss, the helper and Luna followed his movements and watched.

There was silence in the air for a moment.

"Um..." The boss took off his sunglasses and choked with difficulty, "Sir, the pianos you just tried were obviously that one, that one, and this one..." He was referring to 30 pounds and 50 pounds. and advanced or high-end pianos priced at £100.

"I didn't say I wanted to buy it?" Fan Ning looked confused.

Luna, who was already holding banknotes and gold coins in her hands, stopped moving.

Because she could see the unruly workmanship, the crooked texture, and the vaguely visible shavings in the piano hole of the guitar that Mr. Scheler was pointing to...

The price is probably in the single digits...

The boss feels a little sore in his nose. Sadness is not the problem. The biggest problem is that happiness and sadness come to an end.

The material panels of guitars are divided into three grades from high to low. The best is the "all-solid wood guitar" with the best resonance effect, that is, the entire guitar body is made of a single piece of solid wood. This is not a highlight among high-end guitars. , it’s just the bottom line. Basically, the price of the advanced model already has this kind of workmanship.

The second is the "single-sided solid wood piano", which uses a whole piece of solid wood on the front, and the other back and side panels are made of glued spliced ​​wood;

The last is the "plywood piano". The body of the piano is made entirely of leftover materials, with only a thin layer of "Ox Cedarnia spruce" or "Messing rose" on the surface, and the middle is covered with thick lake material. Chip board…

The three just now were all "all solid xylophones", but what Fan Ning is referring to now is the worst "plywood piano"!

"Aren't you going to sell this piano?" Fan Ning felt a little strange when the boss didn't reply for so long.

I feel like you are kidding me!! The boss was screaming in his heart, but what he actually said was:

"...Sell, sell."

"8 pounds, this guitar is 8 pounds..."

Why not do business if there is business?

But at this moment, his expression was uglier than crying.

How much he hoped that the customer was at least an advanced practitioner, after all, he almost thought he was a high-end professional before.

Unexpectedly, after all the operations, he finally chose a beginner's guitar.

And it was the kind that any classical guitar beginner with a little more money would dislike...

"Ah, no!" Luna rushed to the front at this time.

"Mr. Scheele, you should pick the one you like, I have money!" She pouted and looked up at Fanning.

"Give him 5 pounds." Fanning held the orange-red plywood guitar in his arms.

Why did it become 5 pounds again?

Just as the boss was about to reiterate his offer, Fanning ripped off the third D string of the guitar with a few "crunches" and glanced at him:

"The cost is 2 pounds 10 shillings, and the profit is about doubled. Do you want to do it or not?"

He gently stroked the extraordinary purple string, and then slowly installed and stretched it, with a somewhat absent-minded tone.

Doubled? 100%?

The young helper was shocked. He began to re-examine his wages and had the desire to run away after this month's work.

"Do it, do it, do it." The boss was still crying.

Luna felt that her wallet had experienced a roller coaster-like change. It was a bit exciting, and she was a little worried that Mr. Scheller would lose his love, but in the end her attention was on Mr. Scheller's "cost disclosure"

"Your profit margin is higher than our chamber of commerce." The girl glared at the owner.

Is it the profit margin that I lack? What I lack is obviously the bottom price! The owner of the piano shop could only argue loudly in his heart and secretly pray that the customer's piano skills would improve quickly and come to choose an advanced piano as soon as possible.

The three of them were distracted -

"Ding ding dong ding ding dong ding ding dong~"

The sound of plucking the strings suddenly flowed out from Fanning's fingers in an endless stream. At first, it sounded like rolling fingers or quickly breaking chords, but it was neither. Instead, it was a strange sound group with extremely dense and complex layers, but the sound effect was extremely transparent and ethereal.

The representative work of Italian classical guitar master Carlo Domeniconi: "Shepherd Suite" (koyunbaba, 19), the fourth movement, Presto.

A work full of strong oriental mysticism, for the audience in this world, it is even more fascinating with unknown and profound.

Just this prelude

Several people were dragged into endless darkness and mystery in an instant.

The ancient land, the mist at dawn, the vast forest, the awakening of creation, the rushing stream... The music unfolds in an improvisational manner, with a deep intoxication, the spirit wants to be swallowed by tranquility, and wants to be torn apart by the whirlpool, two completely different repetitions and changes are tossing and pulling.

Past thoughts turned into a hazy dream group, rising and breaking one by one.

The music stopped abruptly after only twenty bars.

"Your piano is very cost-effective."

Fanning stopped the strings, slowly stood up, and motioned Luna, who covered her mouth, to follow.

The owner of the piano shop was stunned.

When he came to his senses again, he felt that his inspiration had risen to the point of wanting to fall, and the room was filled with rich floral fragrance and real champagne.

Strong dizziness and hallucinations.

Everything seemed to be baked by the sun, warm enough to make people's minds tired and eager to get back to that dream.

I don't know how long it took to come back to my senses.

But the next moment, his eyes became even more dull.

"This, this is..."

There was a seedling in a pot in the store, and the sun shone on it through the skylight.

He looked at the seedling, and his whole body trembled slightly.

On the branches above, an orange-red fruit with a strange halo was produced.