He didn't recognize who was playing this piece of music, but it was indeed very beautiful.
At this time, the waiter brought two cups of coffee and smiled lightly at Liu Zheng, who was in a daze: "Sir, your coffee."
This voice brought Liu Zheng back to reality. He took out a gold coin from his arms and handed it to the waiter as a tip.
The waiter was very excited after getting the gold coin. She could not earn one gold coin in a month.
It's rare to find such a wealthy clientele.
"Sir, how can I help you?"
Liu Zheng was very satisfied with the waiter's attitude and said: "Who is the violin artist in your store?"
The waiter was stunned and looked at the violinist with no trace of disdain in his eyes.
"He's just a homeless man eating and drinking here."
"Our boss saw that he could play the violin, so he asked him to attract customers here."
Liu Zheng nodded, so that was the case. He knew that many celebrities were born in Vienna, and some of them might leave a strong mark on history.
And no matter how good some people are at the time, no one knows how to appreciate them, and they will not be famous until they die.
Alas, history doesn’t have so much Van Gogh.
"I'd like to buy him a cup of coffee."
The waiter was stunned. How could this tramp know how to play the violin and be appreciated by this wealthy guest?
The waiter walked up to the homeless man who had just finished playing the violin angrily and said with disdain: "Yousef, you are lucky, the customer over there wants to buy you a cup of coffee."
Yosef was cleaning the violin and seemed not to hear.
The waiter suppressed his anger and said again: "Did Yusef hear it? Are you deaf?"
Only then did Yousef raise his head, look past the angry waiter, and look directly at the table of guests he mentioned, who looked like nobles.
He lowered his head and continued to wipe his violin.
"No, I won't drink coffee with someone who doesn't understand music."
The waiter couldn't help it anymore and yelled: "Don't you know how to show appreciation? It's your honor to have a guest want to buy you a cup of coffee!"
"If you offend him, I guarantee you will be expelled and go begging for food on the street."
Yosef remained unmoved.
But Liu Zheng heard the waiters arguing.
He came over and saw the waiter blushing and Yusef wiping the violin with a calm face.
"What's wrong?"
The waiter looked at the visitor, changed his attitude 180 degrees, and said respectfully: "I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't do what you asked me to do."
"Yousef doesn't want to have a cup of coffee with you."
Yousef still didn't speak. Liu Zheng looked at the waiter and suddenly understood what had just happened.
He ignored the waiter, but looked at Yusef, took out a handful of gold coins from his arms, and said calmly: "This is my recognition of your art, I hope you can accept it."
However, Yousef only glanced at Liu Zheng, but did not even look at the gold coins in his hand.
On the other hand, when the waiter on the side looked at this handful of gold coins, his eyes widened.
At the same time, he looked at Yusuf with envy and jealousy, why could he get such a handful of gold coins, which would make him happy and carefree for a long time.
But Yousef didn't appreciate it at all and said bluntly.
"Sir, please don't insult this great art with dirty money."
Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment and then laughed. No wonder this artist was reduced to playing music in a cafe.
So stubborn and stubborn, it's a miracle that he hasn't starved to death so far.
Liu Zheng sighed, no wonder most artists have backbone.