"Xiaoxuan! Xiaoxuan, listen to my explanation!"
"I've seen it, so why explain it! Let me go!" Xiaoxuan pushed me away and walked forward angrily.
I endured the pain and stopped her again.
"It's not what you think! Give me two minutes! Can you just listen to me?"
"Haha, Xiang Bantou, I didn't realize that you have a special taste? Can you eat that kind of green onion? Okay! I'll give you two minutes! Let's see how you explain it!"
I quickly explained the cause and effect of the incident. After hearing this, Xiaoxuan asked: "Is everything you said true?"
"I swear to God! If I tell you a lie! I will die! God will strike me with thunder! If it doesn't work, ask the boss and Dou Sprout! They can both prove it for me!"
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"Dare I tell you, Xiaoxuan?"
"I know very well what your temper is. I just think it's better to do less than to do more!"
After hearing my explanation, Xiaoxuan's expression suddenly softened a lot.
"Does it hurt?" she asked me.
I shamelessly licked it up and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore, but luckily you didn't kick it badly, otherwise, you would have to be a widow."
Xiaoxuan did not laugh, but said expressionlessly: "Yunfeng, you should know better than me. I have been a widow for four years."
There seemed to be two parts of sadness, two parts of helplessness, and two parts of anger in Xiaoxuan's words. After saying that, she went straight back to her house.
Looking at her room, I felt melancholy for a long time and sighed.
Four years have passed, and we are no longer the teenagers we were then. Now, I have become a famous Shenyanfeng in the industry, and Xiaoxuan is also famous. Now many people in the industry have heard about it, and they all say that there is a young girl in the Silver Fox team who is more ruthless than Chen Hong, a mole. Son.
The next afternoon, Qin Xida came, and I picked him up at the bus station.
He is not procrastinating at all and is very resolute. He ran from Beijing to Qiyang in one day.
Qin Xida is still the same, with a thin beard on his chin. He holds a black leather bag under his arm and is dressed in clean casual clothes. His handsome face smiles and looks harmless to humans and animals.
People who don’t know him might think that he is a job beauty who works in some big company, right? But only those who knew him well realized that this master's true face was that of a ruthless man who dared to kill and dismember his body.
After we met and shook hands, I said, "Brother Qin, your speed is too fast. Did you have wings and fly here?"
"Brother Xiang is right! I really flew here! The first flight this morning is mainly because of your products. I couldn't sleep at night after seeing the photos!"
I smiled and said, "Brother Qin, have you brought enough money?"
"Haha! Brother, do you underestimate my strength?"
He patted his bag and said with a smile: "You're not afraid that I don't have enough money, I'm just afraid that your goods are not good. There are more than 20 cards here. If nothing else, I have enough money!"
"Brother Xing, I can rest assured because of your words. Let's go and see the goods."
After entering the village, I met the leader and got to know each other briefly. I took him down to the sweet potato cellar.
"Damn...this is all damn good copper stuff...anything from near the village?"
I nodded.
"How many pieces have inscriptions on them?"
I stretched out my hand and said, "About four, and a dozen more are too rusty. Brother Qin, you have to deal with those by yourself when you go back. If there are inscriptions, we will count them as your money without inscriptions."
Qin Xida rolled up his sleeves and lit a cigarette. Then he took out a pen and paper and started writing and drawing on several items.
I didn't press or ask, just gave him time.
This is called "pricing" in the industry, and experts usually price very accurately. For example, this time we produced seven or eight bronze round tripods, five or six bronze beans, and several bronze three-legged boxes. Among them are There are good things and bad things, and the price of selling them separately will definitely be high or low. The same goes for other things. Pricing means estimating an average price. In the past, it was also called "shooting."
Qin Xida flicked the ashes from his cigarette, raised his head and asked me: "How many pieces of green goods and white goods are there exactly? What is the ratio of flower goods? Are these gold and silver goods? Is there anyone who can give me a job later?"
I thought about it and said with a smile: "It's not bad. There are forty-one pieces of old and white goods in total. The ratio of flower goods is about... five to one. The gold and silver goods are all here. We didn't single them out. , and brother Qin, what’s the relationship between us two? Can brother give you extra work? "
Green goods refer to sapphire from the Warring States Period, and white goods refer to white jade from the Warring States Period. Both are plain and uncarved, while flower goods refer to those with carvings. The prices are different. Among them, flower goods are the most expensive, white goods are second, and green goods are next. Of.
What I mean by five to one is that among the five blue and white items, there will definitely be one flower item. In addition, gold and silver goods refer specifically to pure gold or bronze with gilt and silver. The added work at the end means that we have things here that have been mixed in and repaired.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, scratched his face, looked at the densely written things on the white paper and sighed: "Brothers, you guys have done well... I think you can take a break in the second half of the year."
I glanced at the total number and shook my head: "Brother Qin, it's a lot, but don't forget that there are many of us. This is not for one person. In the end, we will score points."
"What proportion do you get in the team?" he asked me curiously.
I pointed out three fingers and said, "Brother Qin, my salary has been raised this year. I'll get 30%."
I didn’t tell him about the tiger-head copper ban in Chu State. If the copper ban was still there, there would be more money! But even if he were there, he wouldn't dare to sell his head.
The price negotiation went smoothly. I took the price list to show the boss, and he immediately agreed after reading it. Anyone who has met Qin Xida knows that he has a charming personality. He usually receives the goods at the highest price in the market without leaving any traces.
He used more than a dozen bank cards to transfer the payment to the first card. The owner of these cards was not him, so I understood what he meant. It is not convenient to disclose the total price. Anyway, the average price of bronze tripods in the Warring States Period was around 17, and bronze beans were around 20. Everyone divided the price proportionally. I got 30%, which is not much, maybe only seven or eight Mercedes-Benzes.
In the evening, he asked me to treat someone to dinner. Since the village had no conditions, I drove him to the city to eat.
At the end of May and the beginning of June, it is very hot in the south, and barbecue is very popular in Zibo now. I would say that the barbecue in this small place in Qiyang is also good, especially the grilled lamb chops. I invited Qin Xida to a meal at a restaurant called Xing Daorong BBQ. This restaurant was located behind the Wangfuping Old Square at that time. The owner was a cultural person and the name of the restaurant was very interesting. This area was called Lingling County in the Han Dynasty.
"Brother! Come! Thank you for inviting me to dinner."
After clinking the glasses, I quickly said: "Brother Qin, you're so polite. It's my turn to thank you. By the way, according to our agreement, you can't send this batch of our goods abroad."
"How many times have you mentioned it! I fucking know it! We have some big clients in China! I've also done a lot of business with museums!"
"Do you still have the gun I gave you last time?"
"Brother, please keep your voice down, there are others."
He lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "You're afraid of a ball! How can you come out and fool around if you don't have any courage?"
We were strictly prohibited from touching the gun with our heads. I didn’t want to continue on this topic, so I changed the subject and asked, “Brother Qin, did you first make your fortune in the south?”
"Well, Guangdong, I was the first to fly with others."
I tried to ask: "Are you familiar with the Zhejiang area? Do you know a boss named Boss Nie in Zhuji in your business?"
"Are you talking about Nie Zai? I know him. He mainly paved the way abroad and didn't do much domestic work. What happened to him?"
I was stunned. I was just asking casually, but I didn't expect that he actually knew him.
I talked about the festival between the two parties. After listening to it, he said speechlessly: "You can just come to me for the goods! Why are you running to find him? If Nie Zai doesn't kill you on the spot, just enjoy it secretly! I will give him everything." It’s worth two cents!”
I felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. Damn it, he wanted to take advantage of him, okay? Jiu Qingning went in, and there was no timetable for the Taoist preaching, so he should go in too!
I drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and with the strength of the wine, I said: "Brother Qin, since you know him, please take the time to tell me a message and tell me to be careful with that watermelon head."
"Hahaha!"
"Come on! Brother, do you still want to mess with me? Not only is Nie Tsai powerful, he has been safe and sound after several big sweeps! You can't tell how old he is, and no one in that area would dare to mess with him. !”
Depend on! Do I have no background? I'm the fucking Puppet Club Senior Kudin! The new president of the Evergreen Society is a guest! Everyone in the old martial arts association owes me a favor! I also know old pedants with white hat backgrounds! If we really put together the background, would I be false to him? It's just that I usually don't dare to say anything about my background.
I asked Qin Xida that there is a tattoo of ancient characters on the back of Xigua’s head. What does that mean?
"You said that, Nie Zai's tattoo seems to be the Ba Si Ba text, which is his motto in life, which means..."
Qin Xida frowned and thought for a long time, then said: "It seems to be surpassing myself, no, no, it seems to be dancing after hearing the chicken!"
"dumbass."
I was so happy when I heard it, who would tattoo Wen Ji Qi Dan on their back? He also used the lost Yuan Dynasty Pasiba script font tattoo. This is something only a mentally retarded person would do. I think it would be more suitable for him to replace the tattoo with a crowing cock and a dog robber.
Qin Xida smiled and said: "Brother, I will take the time to tell you. I hope you two can put this grudge behind you."
I nodded: "Brother Qin, I'll give you face, you can do whatever you want."
The boss said that even if we can't make one more friend when we go out to hang out, we should try not to make one more enemy.
As he was sitting in front of the store eating and drinking, suddenly, a seventeen-year-old young man came over with a glass of beer. Without saying a word, he splashed Qin Xida in the face!
I was biting the skewers, and everyone was stunned.
This young man was shirtless and had black tattoos on his left and right shoulders. He was probably a little drunk. He said, "Sorry, buddy, I lost the bet, so I came here to offer you a drink, haha."
I looked back and saw about four or five shirtless tattooed young men at his table, as well as two young girls, one of whom was wearing a local school uniform. They were talking in local dialect and laughing. .
Qin Xida wiped the beer from her face, looked at her stained pants, and looked up at the young man.
"What, it seems you are not convinced? Do you want to take action?" the young man said fiercely.
The two little girls at the table looked at the young man with admiration.
Qin Xida is the guest today and I am the host. I must express my position on this matter first. I grabbed the wine bottle on the table and was about to take action when Qin Xida stopped me.
He smiled at the young man without getting angry.
The tattooed young man made a sound, then hugged the little girl and continued to drink. When he was done, he whistled at our table.
I whispered: "Brother Qin, can you bear this? You just said that we need to be brave when we come out to hang out."
He glanced at the table and said calmly: "Brother, I didn't say forbearance, but before you do something like this, you have to pay attention to your surroundings. Look at it, the municipal building is right across the way."
I turned around and saw that it was really the Qiyang Municipal Building.
After sitting for a while, Qin Xida followed directly after watching the young man's table pay and leave.
We followed him to the downstairs of a hotel.
Qin Xida went straight over, grabbed the hair of the young man who threw the wine at him with one hand, and beat him violently! Several other young people came to help, but they were all kicked over by him.
Pressing the boy's right hand on the lid of the trash can, Qin Xida took out the knife. It looked like he wanted to cut off a few fingers. When the boy saw that his hands were about to be chopped off, he peed his pants. The two little girls Those who were watching were also scared to tears!
"Ha ha!"
Qin Xida suddenly put away the knife, pushed the boy's head into the trash can, put on his coat and left.
