Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 462 Erhu
The boss ran over in three steps at a time, snatched the drumstick from An Ning's hand, and touched the edge of the big drum in distress.

"Comrade, why don't you lose money first?"

The boss is scared.

If An Ning is trying to keep going, his store might not even have a good musical instrument, so why would he sell it.

"Okay, okay, yes, I will definitely lose money for how much you say."

An Ning's cooperation finally made the boss feel a little better.

The boss said a price, which was a bit higher than usual, but it wasn't exorbitantly high. An Ning immediately paid the price without haggling at all.

After giving the money, An Ning looked at the boss with a smile and asked, "Can I still take a look?"

The boss who was counting the money didn't even count the money.

"Comrade, let me tell you, my store is too small, and the quality of the musical instruments is not very good. Go to the one diagonally opposite. They have a lot of musical instruments, but the quality is good."

"Really, I can't lie to you."

The boss belittled his shop and tried his best to persuade An Ning to go to the shop diagonally opposite or next to it.

In short, on this street, no matter which one is better than his.

An Ning is not stupid, she understood what the boss meant, and she was afraid that she would spoil it.

An Ning did not force herself, and left under the expectation of her boss.

The owner of the store, after seeing An Ning leave, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Finally left."

"I'm going to keep trying, I'm going to close the shop tomorrow."

In the current musical instrument industry, most of the musical instruments are made by the boss or some masters, without mechanization, and the speed is slow.

The shipment is slow and the sales are not fast. If it breaks all at once, it will take a long time for the boss to open the store.

Even if An Ning loses money, in the eyes of the boss, it is still inappropriate.

The tranquility that came out of the musical instrument shop was seen by the owner of the shop next to him.

"Little girl, buy a musical instrument? Come to my house and have a look. There are all kinds of musical instruments."

An Ning turned her head.

"Are there any solid ones?"

"what?"

It was the first time that Ben, the musical instrument owner, asked if the instrument was strong, but in order to sell things, he still followed An Ning and said, "Yes, I am all made of good wood."

Seeing that it was still early, An Ning went over to have a look.

"It's good that it's strong. I have strong hands. I'm afraid that the instrument will be broken if I touch it."

"Hehehehe, no, my house is all good stuff, you can touch it casually, if it breaks, it's mine."

The boss was talking in a big way, and An Ning, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and asked, "Really? If it breaks, it's yours?"

Naturally, the boss would not agree to such a condition, so he said condescendingly: "If you touch it and it breaks, it will definitely be my fault."

An Ning nodded, but did not speak.

"I want to see the guzheng."

"Yes, which one do you want?"

"Which kind? How much is it?"

An Ning changed her routine and asked the price first.

The boss told Anning the price, and introduced the materials of this guzheng to her.

"Listen, the sense of sound is amazing. You can't find such a good guzheng anywhere in this street."

The boss was blowing the introduction, but An Ning didn't show any expression, she just asked, "Can I play it?"

"Of course it can. Can you not let me try the musical instrument?"

The boss stepped aside, and in his eyes, An Ning stretched out a white and unprotected finger, just when the boss wanted to persuade him to be careful, it would hurt.

"bump---"

The string broke.

An Ning raised her head innocently, looked at the boss and said, "Just touch it, it's broken."

At this moment, the boss has countless crows flying over his heart.

It's grandma's, this fucking is too evil!

It was really just one click, still so lightly, the string broke before his eyes.

"Hehehe, it must be damp. It has nothing to do with you. It's not that the quality of my house is not good."

"Why do you think I didn't find out?"

The boss tried his best to persuade An Ning, it's not that his products are not good.

An Ning said with a slight smile, "I'll lose the money."

"No, no, it's all up to me."

Although the boss was unwilling, he still kept his word.

An Ning didn't continue to try, she left the guzheng money at the boss's counter, and left first.

"Don't go, there are still a lot, you can take a look!"

The boss watched An Ning leave, and felt infinitely depressed. He finally came to a deal, but it hasn't been completed yet.

When he returned to the counter, he saw the wad of money left by An Ning, and the depression in his heart was instantly cleared away.

"Fancy! This is meeting a fastidious person."

After leaving An Ning, she didn't enter any musical instrument shops. She wandered the streets on crutches, thinking that it was impossible, so she bought a piece of wood, found a tendon, and made bows and arrows.

Just as she was walking with a limp, a piece of cheerful music sounded, with a very unique tone.

Watching the sound, An Ning saw a slovenly old man on the side of the street, in front of him was a broken porcelain bowl with three cents in it.

The old man closed his eyes, and the erhu in his hand was pulled cheerfully.

An Ning listened curiously for a while, and it turns out that the erhu...is not only about mourning and joy.

After the song ended, An Ning took out cents and put it in the old man's bowl.

"Thank you."

"Can you see?"

An Ning met the old man face to face, only to hear the old man shaking his head and saying: "Nonsense, where would I be blind to see, I just sensed someone."

An Ning's mental power was swept away without piercing the old man.

Just as she was about to leave, she turned back again.

That erhu...

Not bad.

An Ning tentatively attached a ray of spiritual power to the erhu in the old man's hand, and the spiritual power seemed to be absorbed. The erhu on the opposite side was like a baby who was not full, trying to eat more.

"What else do you want to hear?"

"What else do you want?"

An Ning became interested, put down her crutches, and sat next to the old man.

An old blind man takes a beautiful lame man, and a new combination is created.

The old man didn't answer An Ning's question, but played a very famous song "Erquan Yingyue". The sad tune and unique combination attracted many passers-by to stop.

There are many people watching, and there will always be one or two who will give one or two cents.

The old man played for an hour, and An Ning sat and listened for an hour.

After the end, the old man carried the erhu on his back, picked up the bowl on the ground, and prepared to leave.

Although An Ning is very interested in the erhu, she is not prepared to buy or sell by force.

She followed behind the old man, walked a certain distance, and entered an alley.

As soon as he entered the alley, the old man opened his eyes.

"I'm really afraid of you. I'll give you half of the money."

"No, how do you know I'm not blind."

The old man counted the money with his head down, and he was not at all embarrassed about pretending to be blind.

"Feel it, I don't want money."

"What? What do you want to do? Let me tell you, I'm not selling myself."

The old man tugged at the skirt of his shirt, looking like he was afraid of being violated, which made An Ning dumbfounded.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I'm very interested in your erhu. Are you willing to sell it?"

(End of this chapter)