"This," the clerk came over in surprise, stepped on a wooden stool, took down the ornament, bent down directly on the stool, and handed it to Xia Xiaodong: "This costs ten taels of silver."
Shiliang Xia Xiaodong took it and took a look at the items in the shop again.
They were indeed made of cheap wood and were sold on the street.
It was estimated that none of them could cost more than one or two pieces each.
How could something worth ten taels of silver appear?
It's just that the ornament sank as soon as I took it, and it turned out to be quite heavy.
Mumu next to him was so blessed that he handed over a handkerchief and wiped away the dust.
He immediately smelled a faint fragrance floating around.
When he looked carefully, he saw that it was carved from fine cypress wood.
The carvings followed the path of simplicity and complexity, without any fine decorations.
However, whether it was the lines of the young monk's face or the texture and wrinkles of the cassock, they were all as natural and vivid as flowing water with just a few strokes.
No kidding, this is a masterpiece.
Not only are they placed on the same shelf as foot basins and chopsticks, but no one cares about them.
The pearl is covered in dust.
However, it seems that no one would buy ten taels of silver in a place like this.
Xia Xiaodong turned the ornament over and saw a small square mark engraved under the base, with only two words inside.
The name of the shop is Mu Zhao Tang, and the things inside are written with Zhao notes, which are vaguely connected.
"Is this something from your shop, or is it sold on behalf of someone else?"
Xia Xiaodong asked.
If it was purchased from the shop, then this thing now belongs to Xia Xiaodong.
Selling on behalf of others is different.
The items belong to others and you can only charge a handling fee based on the agreed ratio.
The guy said curiously: "This seems to have nothing to do with the girl.
You just have to decide whether you want it or not.
If not, I will put it back."
This man was still standing on the stool, looking like he was waiting to take it back and put it away.
Posture.
It's not like doing business at all.
Mumu looked at the girl, then looked up at the guy on the stool, and suddenly shouted to the guy: "Come down first and ask what's wrong.
Where did this thing come from?"
Mumu always spoke so bluntly, the waiter's face immediately turned ugly.
He jumped down to the ground and threw up some dust on the ground.
He ignored Mumu and said coldly: "What are you going to do?
Don’t” Don't talk nonsense.
"Yes."
Xia Xiaodong didn't argue with him.
He looked at the shelf and pointed to another item: "Take that one down and take a look."
Hearing that the customer was ready to buy, the waiter looked better, dragged the stool closer, climbed up and took that one off as well.
The shape of this piece is that of a young monk doing a Tai Chi starting pose, and the material and carving are exactly the same as the previous piece.
"How about two?"
For the first time, the boy's tone contained a hint of gentle persuasion.
If it's sold, maybe the guy can get a little commission.
"Take that one off and take a look, too."
This time Xia Xiaodong pointed to the one on the edge.
The man moved the stool again, and when he climbed on top, he finally felt something was wrong.
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This girl is playing with me.
One thing on the left and one on the right.
Can't you say it all at once?
"How about I take them all down for you at once."
The man said and stretched out his arms, intending to take down the remaining four at once.
"No," Xia Xiaodong quickly protested, "If it gets bumped or scratched, I don't want it anymore."
Things like this are most afraid of being hurt by bumping into each other.
The guy had no choice but to take them all down one at a time in two batches.
Including the previous two pieces, there are six pieces in total.
After placing the six items together and studying them for a while, Xia Xiaodong got an idea.
This is obviously a set.
It was completely messed up before and couldn't be seen at all.
In fact, the little monk on this ornament starts with his hands clasped together, and then performs several classic moves such as the hand pose, white crane wings, holding the bird's tail, and high-stretching horse, and finally ends with sitting cross-legged in meditation.
Xia Xiaodong quickly rummaged through his purse, picked out a fifty-tael and a ten-tael banknote, and bought all six ornaments.
When you see a good thing, you must take it immediately.
Don't play hard to get, pretend you don't know the goods and negotiate the price.
After making a big deal, the old shopkeeper also had a smile on his face.
He hid the precious banknotes and ordered the clerk to quickly find a few boxes to put the things in.
After the money was settled, I could finally talk properly.
Although the shop front is small, there is a special world inside.
It should be where the master works and lives.
Seeing the clerk running in to find the box, Xia Xiaodong pulled up a chair and sat down, chatting with the old shopkeeper.
Xia Xiaodong was most curious about who made such exquisite ornaments, and if this person was related to the shop and had such a master in charge, how could Mu Zhaotang become what it is now.
The old shopkeeper didn't hide it.
Anyway, everyone nearby knew the story of Mu Zhaotang.
If he didn't tell it, people would know it by asking elsewhere.
In fact, the story is not complicated.
A good artist does not equal a good businessman, that's it.
The person who carved the ornaments had a surname of Gu, Xingsi, and everyone generally called him Gusi.
In fact, Mu Zhaotang was originally the property of another wealthy family in the early years.
That family hired an ancestor of the Gu family to be their master.
Later, that family failed, and Mu Zhaotang fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Gu family.
At that time, Muzhaotang was much larger than it is now, and the surrounding areas were all within the scope of Muzhaotang.
However, from generation to generation, the members of the Gu family became more and more obsessed with woodcraft, but they were not good at managing it.
They made the good Mu Zhaotang smaller and smaller.
By the time of Gu Si's father's generation, only the small amount left today was place.
When it came to Gu Si's hands, it became even more unbearable, and it was almost impossible to maintain even this little place.
In the end, it was sold to the Lu family, and they agreed to keep the Muzhaotang signboard, but they could only barely keep a name.
In fact, Xin'er had already changed.
"People from the Gu family are very strict and accept death."
The old shopkeeper sighed, "Although my surname is Gu and I am a distant branch of the Gu family, I can't stand Gu Si's behavior.
I act like one all day long.
I have the ability to look like my boss, but I don’t know that this world doesn’t recognize ability.”
Xia Xiaodong, however, heard the clouds and mountains shrouded in mist.
It is understandable that he is not good at management, but according to what Mr.
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Gu said, this shop originally belongs to the Gu family.
That is to say, anyone who has opened a shop without paying rent knows that there are three major costs of selling things, rent, labor and purchasing. .
For Gu Si, not having to pay for the shop rent would save more than just a few cents.
As for the goods, I make them myself, the only cost is the materials.
Labor is easy to handle, you can hire people to hire people, but if you can’t afford to hire someone, you just have to be a clerk yourself.
In this way, how can we run a shop so well that it needs to be sold?
Xia Xiaodong humbly asked the old shopkeeper for advice
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