Ancestral handicraft

Wei Zhihe felt that the reaction of the young man in front of him was really unusually slow.

Not only is his reaction slow, but he also moves and speaks slowly. It seems that his life is progressing slowly, and his life seems to be slowed down by [-] times.

Without the other party's suggestion, Wei Zhihe had no choice but to put away the three gifts, and turned to face the guest in front of him.

"I don't know how the gentleman learned about my store through what channel."

Compared with ordinary tourists, young guests seem to be more purposeful. Wei Zhihe guessed that he should have learned about it through some channels, or innate induction.

Although the young man with a round face speaks slowly, every word is very clear, and there is no major obstacle in communication: "I made a fortune, and God told me that this direction can find someone to solve the problems that have troubled me for many years. "

Wei Zhihe looked him up and down: "Oh? I don't know what's wrong with you."

The round-faced young man first looked around at Wei Zhihe's shop, and asked Wei Zhihe cautiously: "What kind of business is your shop? Do you sell antiques?"

Wei Zhihe smiled slightly: "Selling antiques is one of them, the other things depend on my mood."

The young man with a round face looked rather tangled: "Is that so..."

"Well, that's it. What's your surname, sir?" Wei Zhihe actually wanted to tease him, but seeing him thinking seriously, it's not easy to joke with him again, and the other party probably didn't hear it, "Come sit here with me for a while .”

After sitting down, the round-faced young man suddenly remembered Wei Zhihe's question: "My name is Wu Baishan."

Five hundred and three?It's a really good name.

Wei Zhihe has always been a quick talker, he didn't want to sit and wait for Wu Baishan to speak slowly, he asked his own question and gave Wu Baishan a piece of A4 paper and a pen.

"Mr. Wu, if you have any questions and it's not convenient to talk about them, you can write them on paper."

Wu Baishan was actually relieved. Seeing the paper and pen, he was obviously not as constrained as talking to Wei Zhihe. Obviously he was more willing to communicate in this way, and Wei Zhihe could see it.

"Okay, then, I'll write first, you, get busy first."

Wei Zhihe didn't mean to discriminate against him at all: "Well, I'm at the front desk." The speed of speech suddenly became so slow, the previous conversation could not be the result of many times of practice.

As the shop owner, Wei Zhihe poured Wu Baishan a glass of water before going to the front desk.

After a while, Wei Zhihe decided on a gift for Gu Lin.

I still felt guilty about taking away his lily of the valley last time. After all, it was the money that Gardener Gu worked so hard to raise, and he picked it up casually. He had to send something of higher value anyway. I hope Gu Lin would not be too angry about this.

Just send a colorful western medieval vase, the value is right there, it can be handed out, and it will not be too expensive like calligraphy and painting.

After the store closed in the evening, it was sent to the next door.

There was a slight wind blowing outside through a layer of glass, and passers-by were wearing hats, scarves, and thick down jackets.

Time passed by minute by minute, half an hour ended, and Wu Baishan hadn't finished filling in his information yet.

Looking at the passers-by outside the window, Wei Zhihe yawned, his stomach growled to remind him that it was time for lunch, he grabbed the phone on the table and ordered a takeaway, looking at Wu Baishan who was still writing in the living room, he ordered Two copies, it is estimated that he will not be able to finish writing in a while.

It is estimated that he still has a lot of problems to solve.

Half an hour later, the takeaway arrived, and Wu Baishan was still writing.

Wei Zhihe took the takeaway to the reception hall: "Let's have something together?"

Wu Baishan looked up at the takeaway and licked the corner of his mouth, because his personal problems were more serious, he often changed jobs and colleagues, and the money he earned every month was just enough to pay the rent and meals, and it was rare for him to have a good meal.

Seeing the roast chicken takeaway that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time, Wu Baishan nodded without politeness at all: "Okay."

Wei Zhihe has seen a lot of people and things. Wu Baishan is not as talented as He Youtong, has a good voice, and just happened to be discovered by his agent. Although he has no relatives, he has wealth.

And Wu Baishan, the down jacket on her body is already a bit worn out, and the collar of the sweater inside is all open. Although it is a monster, its mana is not strong. Not all little monsters lead a very rich life, at least Wu Baishan is not. , can even be said to be very poor.

Therefore, Wei Zhihe ordered two takeaways without hesitation.

Wu Baishan speaks and thinks slowly, but he is not slow to eat. Wei Zhihe just finished his lunch and within 5 minutes, Wu Baishan also finished eating.

He has not eaten such fragrant rice for a long time, it is so delicious.

He was thinking about how much he would pay back to the shop owner. The meal shouldn't be too cheap.

Seeing that he was thinking, Wei Zhihe didn't bother to guess, so he asked directly: "Have you finished writing the content?"

Wu Baishan nodded slowly: "Ah, oh, write, it's over."

Wei Zhihe directly picked up the paper on the table, without Wu Baishan handing it to him, saving time and effort.

"Okay, let me take a look."

I want to know how much content he wrote after writing for more than an hour.

Ok.

Wei Zhihe read it twice, and it took only three minutes. His reading speed was already fast, and there were only two hundred words, so he read even faster.

That's right, it took Wu Baishan more than an hour to write the content of less than [-] words.

The content is roughly written about his own problems.

His name is Wu Baishan, and now he is a clerk in a small company that is about to close down. Because the monthly salary is relatively low and there are many jobs, the boss keeps him and does not persuade him to leave.

His own reason is that he reacts slowly, thinks about problems very slowly, and can't do things faster.

A person's social skills need listening, speaking, reading and writing. Wu Baishan has no problems with listening and writing. The most important thing is that in terms of speech, he is really slow to jump word by word.

"Reading" and "speaking" have become the biggest obstacles for Wu Baishan to enter the society from school. According to the distinction of modern humans, Wu Baishan is born with language defects, and if he is worse, he still has intellectual problems.

But after all, he graduated from a good school in Qingyuan City, and his intelligence is completely fine, but his reaction is much slower than normal people.

Many people wondered how he used the short hour and a half during the exam.

With language problems and slow reaction speed, but not a socially disabled person with intellectual problems, Wu Baishan has become a social outlier. Even after graduating from a prestigious school, he cannot find a job that suits him. Four years after graduation, he still lives in an urban village at 650 yuan a month, so he still thinks it is quite expensive.

After Wei Zhihe watched his short and pitiful demon life, it was much worse than Su Zi who didn't have big carrots to eat, but he still tried his best to survive, which is also worthy of admiration.

On the contrary, it may have something to do with the species. Others think that Wu Baishan speaks and does things so slowly that it makes people crazy, but what he writes most on paper is that he really thinks he is already very fast.

"You want me to help you with the language barrier?"

"Well, let me speak slowly."

"I can understand. Since you have introduced your situation to me, and you know that my store is different from ordinary stores, I hope my guess about your species is correct."

"I'm……"

"turtle."

"You rock."

"Your surname and behavior have been exposed, it is not difficult to guess."

"Actually, I will soon."

"But that's only relative to your race. Humans nowadays strive to be fast no matter what they do. With all kinds of fast-food culture, it is also possible for you to survive in the human race."

"Yes, change, no?"

"Do you think I can change species against the sky? I'm not a biologist, so I probably can't."

Wu Baishan lowered his head in frustration, and sighed: "Hey."

Wei Zhihe told him: "Maybe you can try to change your career."

Wu Baishan said: "I have also changed jobs, but so far, there is no better one. The current company thinks that I am a disabled person, so they hire me."

Wei Zhihe: "..." No wonder you haven't been fired in the last year, "I'm not referring to the skills you acquired in human society, but the inherited skills of your race, which will help you find a job in society Yes. When you first entered the door, you said that you found my store door through fortune-telling, right?"

Wu Baishan said: "Yes." This should not be considered a profession.

"You must have a fortune-telling talent in your inheritance."

"But, you can't tell fortunes, get caught, get up? Show off, cheat."

Unexpectedly, Wu Baishan has such a high awareness of social values. Wei Zhihe wanted to salute him. I am afraid that this child is too devoted to studying ideological and political courses.

"Although the country has not made it clear that this kind of occupation is not allowed to exist, it is still possible to have it. It is a gray area, and it is a traditional culture. You will not be arrested unless you really cheat the other party's money. Fortune telling for human beings, charge Some reasonable hexagram money should be nothing. Maybe you can change the method and use the principle of voluntariness. If you have been to some tourist attractions, you will know that many fake fortune tellers will find a place to set up a stall, which says to measure the cheating of various male and female friends , Does my husband have a mistress, what in this life and previous lives, it’s mostly these things.”

Wu Baishan listened to Wei Zhihe's words, it was better than ten years of reading, and opened the door to a new world.

"Boss Wei, you are amazing and know a lot."

Wei Zhihe just wants to say that he really doesn't know much, but just knows the liars in the society.

"It's nothing. If you have nothing to do on weekends, you can try to set up a stall. Being a fortune teller should be suitable for you." What a good inheritance.

The hexagram images are true and false, and the false is also true. Turtles have always been linked to fortune-telling. If they are not used properly, I am really sorry for their key role in history.

"Thank you, Boss Wei's advice, I will consider it."

Wei Zhihe said: "It's okay, since you walked into my shop, it means that we are destined."

A conversation with Wu Baishan lasted two hours, and Wei Zhihe had to listen to him reply slowly after finishing speaking, but the result was gratifying, Wu Baishan who came in with a sad face happily walked towards the bus station step by step.

Now, he is still a poor man, taking the bus is cheaper than taking the subway, and he can save a little bit.

After sending away Wu Baishan who was slow to respond, Wei Zhihe thought that there would be no other customers coming to the door, so he took the selected vase, closed the store door and walked to the neighbor's house.

When the doorbell was pressed, the housekeeper, Hu Wenhu, opened the door with a friendly smile.

He was very pleasantly surprised and surprised: "It's Wei Xiaoke, sir is here!"

Wei Zhihe wondered, did Hu Wen just want to call him Wei Xiaocute?

The weather was cold, Hu Wen quickly pressed the door open button for Wei Zhihe, and Wei Zhihe easily stepped into the neighbor's house.

Judging from his address just now, Wei Zhihe felt that Gu Lin should be at home.

Sure enough, just as Wei Zhihe walked through the yard, he saw Gu Lin sitting in the hall, holding a newspaper.

These days, those who read newspapers at home are all old antiques. Presumably, he should have existed longer than the vase in his hand, and he is a real old antique.

After not seeing Wei Zhihe for a while, Hu Wen went up to pick him up personally: "Hey, Mr. Wei Xiao, why are you here today?"

Wei Zhihe said it casually: "I'll give you a vase, it shouldn't be popular with me."

Hu Wen watched him come over with a vase casually, it didn't seem to be very valuable, and he didn't try to identify it, he just wanted to put it on the table, but Gu Lin put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Show me the vase." He was still quite interested in the vase.

Hu Wen passed it to Gu Lin.

Gu Lin carefully observed the vase, but did not speak.

Hu Wen turned around and went to the kitchen to squeeze juice for Wei Zhihe. He had just found a new juice recipe recently. It was super delicious. He wanted to share it with Mr. Wei Xiao, and he just waited for him to come back from vacation!

At this time, Gu Lin asked Wei Zhihe who was playing with banyan leaves in the hall: "Do you know when this vase was given to me?"

Wei Zhihe looked back at him with an innocent face: "Isn't it an ordinary vase? I saw the color is pretty, so I brought it here. Anyway, I don't need it there, and probably no customer likes it."

Gu Lin's impression of Wei Zhihe has changed since the last time he touched him. He thinks that Wei Zhihe should be quite smart, and it is impossible to just give him an ordinary vase.

Gu Lin gently placed the vase on the table, and found a piece of cloth beside it as a cushion. He began to popularize science with Wei Zhihe: "It's a medieval object. If you give it to me, you will lose a few million. If someone wants to collect it, Take it out for auction, it is estimated that it will cost more than this.”

Wei Zhihe's eyes were very playful, and he tried his best to show a surprised expression: "Ah, is this the real thing? Didn't my grandpa just pick it up?"

Gu Lin shook his head, thinking that he was still just a child. Maybe he had learned the skill of identification from his grandfather, but he hadn't reached the point of perfection.

Wei Zhihe showed his honest "nature" in the next second: "So it's the real thing." He pretended to struggle for a while, and made a difficult decision, "It's better to give the real thing to someone who really knows how to appreciate it, Mr. Gu, I often eat and drink with you, and Uncle Hu also helps me look after the house and take care of my little banyan tree, since I have given it away, there is no possibility of going back."

Gu Lin felt that his temperament was easy to suffer in society, and he wanted to persuade him: "You will suffer a lot like this, otherwise, you can take the vase back and just give me an ordinary vase."

Wei Zhihe said, "It's fine."

Gu Lin said: "It's too expensive, I can't accept it."

Wei Zhihe's face immediately turned gloomy: "But my grandfather has always taught me that things that I give away can't be taken back. I really can't take them back. This is the principle of our Wei family..."

Gu Lin: "..."

Hu Wen squeezed the juice and brought it out of a long transparent glass: "The juice is ready, come and taste the new flavor I specially made."

As soon as he came out, he found that the faces of the two people in the hall were not quite right. Mr. Wei Xiao was wilted like a frosted eggplant, while his master had such a recalcitrant face, he was a little conflicted.

Wei Zhihe knew that Hu Wen was more talkative, so he said directly: "Uncle Hu, Mr. Gu won't accept the vase I gave you, I think it's very pretty."

Gu Lin said, "It's not because it looks good or not."

Wei Zhihe said again: "Uncle Hu, this vase is genuine and worth several million. Mr. Gu said it was too expensive to accept."

Hu Wen immediately said to Gu Lin: "That's easy, Mr. Wei Xiao chooses an item at home and takes it home, it's fine!"

Gu Lin felt that the two of them were a bit stubborn, and he didn't bother to continue to refute, so he said helplessly, "All right, I'll pick one you like and take it home later."

Wei Zhihe said dejectedly: "Okay then, you guys are so polite, I'll just give you a gift, and I usually eat here all the time."

In fact, Gu Lin still has some scruples. After all, one of them is a professor and the other is a student. It is not good for the professor to accept a gift from the student, and it is not good for others to spread it. Of course, he believes that Wei Zhihe is not such a person.

At this time Wei Zhihe was in a very good mood, but he couldn't show a smug smile from the bottom of his heart, he could only enjoy himself secretly.

As long as Gu Lin accepts his vase, his goal will be achieved.

He knows Gu Lin better than Gu Lin knows him. Only by hiding his true nature can he achieve his goal better.

During the dinner at Gu's house, Wei Zhihe walked around the house, Gu Lin answered a work call and ignored him, while Hu Wen was cooking dinner in the kitchen, as soon as he saw Mr. Wei Xiao, he was particularly interested in cooking Inspiration, the fresh mushrooms picked yesterday back on the mountain can be used.

Wei Zhihe found Su Zi and quietly asked him where the pots of broken flowers that Hu Wen had taken care of during this time were.

Su Zi very well exposed the location of several pots of lilies of the valley, and took the initiative to take him there.

Seeing the lily-of-the-valley planted in the small isolated garden, Wei Zhihe raised the corners of his mouth.

It's the taste.

There are nine pots, how can I take away one by one?

After dinner, Gu Lin really asked Wei Zhihe to pick an item from his collection to take back.

But Wei Zhihe said very sincerely: "Mr. Gu, the items in your collection room are much more valuable than my vase, why don't I just bring a pot of flowers? Just the lilies of the valley growing outside the garden, can you give me a pot?" ?”

Gu Lin was stunned.