The stall owner had also been paying attention to Qiao Meng's movements for a long time. With his sharp eyes, he had long noticed that they were more interested in the inkstones on their hands, so he stepped forward and said, "Oh, you two have really good eyesight. You can tell them at once."
You have taken a fancy to the best baby here."
"Oh? Really, this is the best here, boss?" Jin Long said with disdain.
When the stall owner saw that someone was actually questioning his goods, he might not be able to sell them, so he glanced at the inkstone in Qiao Meng's hand and began to recall: "You may not understand some of the reasons.
"
"Is there any unknown story here? Can the boss tell us?" Qiao Meng knew that the store must have thought of some way to increase the price and wanted to deceive it, so he asked in cooperation.
The stall owner nodded and said, "Listen to me and come slowly."
"Actually, you all don't know how hard it was for me to get this square inkstone." The stall owner said while shaking his head and pretending to sigh.
"Why is it so difficult?" Qiao Meng interrupted at this time.
"Would you like me to tell you everything at once? It's hard to regain my feelings if you suddenly interrupt me like this." The stall owner was still brewing his feelings, but Qiao Meng disrupted his thoughts, so he was dissatisfied.
said.
"I'm sorry, I thought you sighed just now because you wanted to slow down, so you asked."
Qiao Meng said with some embarrassment. Although he knew that the stall owner was preparing to tell lies, he admired him for lying without drafting. He could tell lies without blinking. Now if Qiao Meng
If you use two words to describe it, it must be - awesome!
The stall owner rolled his eyes helplessly, "It's a way of brewing my emotions. Do you understand, please don't interrupt me again."
"Okay, okay, absolutely not." Qiao Meng wanted to laugh, but he still held it back.
"I'm starting over from scratch. How hard it was for me to get this square inkstone. If I hadn't had that persistence and unwavering belief at that time, I'm afraid not only this inkstone, but even me as a person would be nowhere to be seen today.
Already." Speaking of which, the stall owner sighed again.
"I vaguely remember that it was a morning ten years ago. I was just collecting some old things as materials for artistic expression in my life, but by chance, I met an old man who was the owner of this square inkstone.
owner, but he is not the original owner."
"And I fell in love with the beauty of this inkstone, so I spent all my money to buy it from him, but he didn't agree." When the stall owner said this, the expression on his face also seemed to be disappointed.
But the story was not over yet. He continued: "Later on, I never gave up and kept holding on. Wherever this old man went with his family, I followed him. It is said that his ancestor was once a first-class minister.
But he was later demoted to a commoner, and this inkstone was the imperial inkstone that Emperor Qianlong personally rewarded before he was demoted."
"In the end, after my disdainful efforts, I finally convinced the elderly man's family to buy it within a month after his death. Although the whole process may seem ordinary, the suffering and hardship involved are beyond your imagination."
"Then why are you willing to take it out and sell it now? Since it's so hard to get it, could it be that you just made it up?" Jin Long questioned this unceremoniously.
"How could I make it up? It's all true, isn't it? You can wipe away the hard work I put in to get it with just one sentence." The stall owner said reluctantly, responding to Jin Long's doubts.
Very dissatisfied and severe criticism is contempt and pollution to him.
But Jin Long didn't care what he thought. If there was a problem, there was a problem. "Then you still have to give a reason. Who will believe it just based on your words?"
"Okay, originally I promised a master not to talk about this matter easily, but today I have no choice but to make an exception to this rule so that you can understand." The stall owner shook his head again, as if he had made this decision.
It would make him suffer so much.
"Then you should tell me." Wang Gang also interjected from time to time.
"Actually, the thing is like this, why would I sell such a hard-earned treasure now? There must be a reason, right? What is the reason? Then I have to talk about it..." The stall owner
I was about to continue talking.
"Can you hurry up and get to the point?" Jin Long said impatiently.
Being interrupted again, the stall owner felt like he was going crazy. Little did he know that these tricks had been seen through long ago.
"Okay, the point is that later I met a great mage. His name was, uh, Bu Shuo. After he saw me, he told me that this inkstone happened to be inconsistent with my horoscope. If I force him to stay with me,
I'm afraid it will be unlucky for a long time, but we can't throw it away directly. Someone must be willing to buy it to solve this situation, so I brought it today." The stall owner rolled his eyes hard and racked his brains to finally think of it.
What I think is a reasonable excuse.
Qiao Meng and others saw that this stall owner was so good at making up things, so they exchanged glances with each other and then said: "Oh, it turns out that it's not the instructions given by the master himself. It's no wonder, he is a real
Master."
"Yes, when I encountered troubles before, I went to ask the master to solve the problem. The master actually didn't accept a penny from me. He said he only looked at fate and not profit. What a good person."
After Yuling received the reminder message from Qiao Meng, she started to act in cooperation.
After listening to this, Qiao Meng couldn't help but give Ge Yuling a big thumbs up. Her acting skills can be said to be perfect, and it's almost as if the fake ones are the real ones.
Then a few people who didn't quite understand what Qiao Meng wanted to do nodded slightly to show their understanding. First, Wang Gang said with a sad and angry look: "Oh, I hate myself for not being able to meet Master Fushuo earlier, when I met him
Regarding Feng Shui issues, someone recommended to me that I should seek out Master Dingran to solve my problems."
"But I didn't believe it, and I insulted him over and over again. Unexpectedly, this matter reached the ears of the master. Finally, when I thought there was no hope of solving the problem, he appeared and solved the problem for me regardless of the past grudges."
Seeing that Wang Gang actually reached the point where tears come easily, Qiao Meng admired her from the bottom of her heart. Ge Yuling on the side was frightened and kept thinking: This guy's acting skills are too good, isn't he?
Aren't you the actor who was delayed by his stone gambling career?
However, it is destined that the best actor will not appear alone, and another best actor is officially online. Jin Long suddenly said with a sad expression: "I never thought that all the masters would have had various stories with you, but I was not so lucky.
Years ago I was the owner of a business."
"But later I encountered some bad luck, so my career plummeted. After I heard about Master Fushu's deeds, I started looking for him, but I haven't seen him until now, and my company also closed down. In fact, now I still
Lots of debt."
Jin Long's tragic performance was not over yet. After he finished speaking, he began to express his acting skills with expressions of hatred and regret, a state of mind that was sometimes sad and sometimes letting go, admiring Master Bu Shu and being dissatisfied with Master Bu Shu.
He has perfect control over these micro-expressions, and completely explains what it means to be an actor. If he is brought to the crew to film a movie, he will definitely become popular, and he may soon win awards and become a legendary star of the new generation of film and television.
This kind of acting requires everyone to join in, so Wang Gang and Chen Shicheng also joined in. The two acted together in a contrasting play, which made the stall owner stunned for a while.
What is even more unexpected is that Wang Zhe himself took part in the battle. He wrote, directed and acted an inspirational story about how he wanted to go to the mountain to become a master many times, but never gave up without saying that the master failed. This made people around him hear his words.
Many people find it incredible and even express regret and sympathy for this, even though they don’t know who this undisclosed master is or what kind of existence he is.
In fact, this is how a few of them used a character made up by the stall owner to play off the topic and bluff him in reverse.
After listening to their stories one by one, the stall owner began to doubt life. How could his randomly made-up name be involved in so many stories, and all these related people gathered together and came to his stall?
Do Taobao.
At this time, the stall owner kept reminding himself: From now on, he must not make up random things again. This first time he made it up so convincingly that he actually is a real person. What if he meets him again next time?
Fortunately, the explanation was manageable this time and they had no doubts.
He himself has fallen so deeply into Qiao Meng's trap that he hasn't discovered it yet. The story he made up is very false. Can't he still tell that the stories told by Qiao Meng and others are also false? How can there be so many good things?
.
However, this is all because the stall owner himself is a person with a rich imagination, so he may have more trust in this situation.
Feeling that it was almost done and it was time to ask about the price, Qiao Meng opened his mouth and said to the stall owner: "Having said so much, it turns out that we are all people who have received favors from Master Fushu, or are people who know Master. This is fate.
I wonder, store owner, how much do you plan to sell our inkstone for? Is it best for everyone?"
"Haha, since we are so destined, I won't offer too high a price. What do you think of this price?" The stall owner raised an open palm and asked Qiao Meng.
"Five hundred?" Qiao Meng said without thinking.
"Five hundred, what, five hundred? If it's five hundred, I might as well throw it away. Fifty thousand yuan is not cheap. It's an inkstone given by Emperor Qianlong." The stall owner emphasized this point.
"Oh, boss, didn't you tell me that the master didn't talk to you about not raising the price from the ground up? This may very well lead to a loss-making curse. For the sake of everyone, how about 10,000?" Qiao Meng explained this unnatural phenomenon again.
Used as a bargaining chip in negotiations.
"No, brother, even if we don't say that the master is coming, the price will still have to start at 30,000 yuan." The stall owner said helplessly.
"Then it's thirty thousand. We're all part of the same family. We know it's not easy for you to make money." Qiao Meng said, pretending to be sympathetic.
"Okay then." The stall owner agreed awkwardly, but actually he felt happy in his heart.