The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

Nanchen Pavilion, which had been closed for a long time, opened again, and the aunt who sold silk next door was very surprised. With such an opening method, is it true that the antique sellers will not open for three years?

Nan Shi politely greeted the neighbors, ordered milk tea and egg waffles from the diagonally opposite door, and lay down comfortably in the recliner chair of his own height, with a mobile phone in one hand and milk tea in the other, it was a fairy-like day.

He uttered the cry of the soul - it's cool to not have to do homework!

The wooden door of the side hall was creaked open, and a cool wind from outside entered into the side hall, brushing the hair on his forehead, and the thick warm fragrance was replaced with a more suitable fragrance. The fragrance of spring, Nanshi was a little selfish, so he replaced it with the fragrance of Qinghun.

There is no need to make incense, the left and right are put into the stove.

Nan Shi got up after lying down enough and tidied up all the things he had collected during this period of time. Just after tidying up, the first guest came in today.It was two young people who came, holding hands, talking and laughing as they walked in. Their eyes were clear, but they only looked at each other, and there was no one else in their eyes. They were like a pair of mandarin ducks.

Nan Shi continued to work in the side hall. As usual, he didn't greet people. He only went up to serve when people called for a need, otherwise it would be too tiring.

The young couple walked around the store twice, looking at everything carefully, but there were some fast and some slow.Through the bead curtain, Nan Shi could see the doorway. If the goods in this showcase were 'real', the two of them would look at them a little longer. If the showcase was full of handicrafts, then they would take a closer look.

After a while, the girl in the middle asked, "Is the boss there?"

When Nan Shi heard the sound, he lifted the bead curtain and came out from the side hall. The two of them looked over in an instant. The gentle and elegant young man seemed to have come through time and space. The girl's eyes lit up a little: "You are the boss. ?”

"Yes, what do you need?" Nan Shi slightly nodded, walked into the showcase, and looked at the two with a smile on his face.

The girl grabbed her boyfriend's hand, squeezed it vigorously, and then pointed to the front counter: "Can you show me that jade pendant over there?"

"Sorry, it's not for sale." Nan Shi thought to himself that he had guessed correctly, this girl has some skills, and she opened her mouth to ask for his treasure, and he said gently: "But if you want to see it, you can. "

"Okay, okay." The girl responded repeatedly.

Nan Shi leaned over and took the velvet cloth and spread it on the counter, and took out the jade pendant that Chi You gave him, the two of them put on their gloves, and silently admired each other: "Boss, this jade carver is very good." Well, the material is also good, why not sell it? Does it mean anything to you?"

Nan Shi smiled and said, "There are some."

He doesn't have any hobby of spending money on everyone. The man thought for a while and said, "We really like this piece of jade. Why don't you make a price, boss? If we can get it, we will definitely take it."

The girl also said: "That's right, when I saw this, I felt that I was destined to buy jade. If I want to make a price, the boss will nod if you like it, and shake your head if you don't want to." Sample?"

Nan Shifang wanted to speak, but heard the girl say: "This piece of jade has no age, it will be the end of the Qing Dynasty when it dies, the carving and material can be sold, 50, boss, would you think about it?"

Good guy, did you pick him up?

Has he finally experienced the only way to be an antique shop owner? !

Nan Shi was a little moved, but he still ruthlessly rejected them: "Sorry, this jade pendant is really not for sale."

He took back the jade pendant, unfastened the jade pendant on his plate, and replaced this one: "I wear things I'm used to, so it's not easy to sell."

The man's eyes moved, and he asked again: "I don't mind, so do you sell this one? 100 million!"

Nan Shi chuckled and looked up at the two of them, playing with the jade pendant he took off: "Add a few more zeros, maybe I'll think about it."

As soon as this remark came out, the two of them knew it was over—anyone who saw a piece of ancient jade that was most likely from the Yong Dynasty was randomly placed on the front counter, and as soon as the sun came out, at least one person in the cabinet would be tanned. Twenty or thirty degrees, and it will be even hotter in summer. This is not an act of treating a piece of precious ancient jade, and people will think that the boss is ignorant.

Not to mention that the young boss is still wearing it on his body... Really, both of them can't wait to kneel down and hold it for fear of falling.

The two looked at each other and slipped away in embarrassment.

Nan Shi didn't feel any displeasure when he arrived. In the past, he was the only one who picked on others, and he had no experience of being picked on by others. It was quite happy to come here once in a while.

He found another piece of jade pendant that he had untied and put it in a box, and told Qingying to take it home and store it later. Although there was no shortage of such a piece of jade pendant at home, Nan Shi still felt that if one of these things was sent out, one would be missing. , to put it simply... is stingy.

Perhaps it was because of this good start that he didn't get his hands on it. Nanchen Pavilion's business was sluggish today. It took only one morning at Nanshi to sell a mobile phone chain. The unit price was [-], which was not enough for his utility bills.

He didn't care much about it, it was business, that's how it was.

When the breeze blew, Nan Shi walked to the gate and stretched his waist. Looking out along the cornice, the sky was a clear blue with floating white clouds, and it looked like a sunny day. He raised his hand unconsciously, like It was like touching the air, and then put it down quickly.

"Qing Lan——! Qing Lan!" Nan Shi turned his head and called twice, and Qing Lan poked her head out from inside: "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Put away the clothes on the balcony, it's going to rain." Nan Shi raised his voice, "By the way, what's for lunch? I'll order takeaway first."

Nan Shi didn't know why, but he just felt it, it should be raining soon.

Qingying was carrying a set of tea sets that had just been packed and was about to go to the side hall to replace, when she heard this she raised her hand: "Master, I want the meat and bone roast from before, and a small rice dumpling made with wine."

"Then it's the same for me!" Qinglan followed suit, and the pork bone roast was just ahead, and Nan Shi took out an oiled paper umbrella from the door: "Then I'll go for a run, you two are in the store Check out the store."

Qing Lan and Qing Ying hesitated for a moment, and then heard Nan Shi say: "It's broad daylight, you don't need to follow me for two or three steps."

Hearing what Nan Shi said, the two of them didn't force them to follow. Nan Shi was wearing a lot of magic weapons for protection, and he also wore the feather of Feng Jun, who had been neglected for a long time. In their eyes, Nan Shi went to There is actually no difference between buying a meat and bone roast and buying a milk tea opposite.

Nan Shi thought the same way, wandered leisurely to the meat and bone roast shop, ordered the order and then went next door to buy wine rice balls, when the meat and bone roast was in his hand, Nan Shifang was about to step out of the threshold when there was a sudden sound above his head There was a sound of spring thunder, and the rain fell in a patter.

He was carrying an umbrella, which just happened to work. Compared with other passers-by who fled to hide from the rain, he seemed very unique.

Not long after, he returned to Nanchen Pavilion. There were also a few tourists squatting outside his shop. When he saw Nanshi returning with an umbrella and a pile of delicious-smelling food, he couldn't help showing envious expressions: " Boss, does your family sell umbrellas?"

"Not for sale at the moment." Nan Shi pointed to the silk shop next door: "It's sold next door, you go to the next door and have a look."

"His umbrella is too expensive." Said the tourist.

Nan Shi glanced at it. Aunt Liu next door only sells Paradise umbrellas, one hundred and fifty apiece, which is quite expensive. No wonder tourists would rather hide from the rain than buy umbrellas.Nan Shi smiled and said: "Go along the eaves, there is another family, ten yuan a piece."

"Okay, thank you." The tourist thanked him and left again.

Nanshi was afraid that the rain outside would splash the antiques in the house, and he was greedy for the good air outside, so he lowered the bamboo curtains in the two halls on the front and side by half a meter, covering most of the rainwater, and being able to see through the curtains. The scene outside.

The meat and bone roast had just come out of the pot, with a strong aroma of sauce, Nan Shi called out and spread the things out. The three of them sat around and had a delicious meal. When the meal was almost over, Nan Shi From time to time, I saw someone wandering outside, showing legs with mud spots, walking back and forth outside the curtain.

Is this a visitor?

Nanshi ordered Qinglan to clean up the mess, and he stepped forward to lift the bamboo curtain. It was an old man... dressed in a very retro style, with sandals on his feet, a coir raincoat behind him, a bamboo hat on his head, a green bamboo stick in his hand, and a linen suit. It's like I just came out of a movie from somewhere.

"This old gentleman, what do you want to do?" Nan Shi asked.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Nan Shi: "I'm here to find Mr. Nan, is Mr. Nan here?"

When Nan Shi heard the words, he made a 'please' gesture: "My surname is Nan, old man, please come in and talk about it in detail."

The old man looked at the clean bluestone bricks inside, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not easy to step on expensive land with my muddy legs, you are Mr. Nan, right?"

Without waiting for Nan Shi to invite him again, he took out a stuff wrapped in oil paper from his arms, which was not big, and stuffed it directly to Nan Shi: "I understand the rules, I just want to ask Mr. Nan, I Now I want to find something, where should I go?"

Nan Shi's brows were gentle: "I have to come in and talk about it. I don't have that ability. I haven't practiced enough to know the foresight."

"Then I'll go in." The old man also grinned and showed a smile, and he took off his sandals outside the door before stepping in.Nan Shi wanted to stop him, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he didn't see him stop, as if his shoes were left on the ground while walking.

The inside has been cleared out, Nan Shi led the other party to sit next to the tea table, and he also landed on the main seat, Qing Ying stood behind Nan Shi, while Qing Lan served two bowls of hot tea , using a large sea bowl.After the old man thanked him, he raised his head and drank half a bowl of tea before he said, "Sir, do the math for me?"

Nan Shi took out a pen and paper: "Can you write something?"

"I can't write." The old man shook his head: "Damn, I'll just say it straight, I raised a dog, very lively and naughty, that little animal ran away without being watched, and I I searched all over the hills but couldn't find it...you can't let it run around, it's going to cause problems."

"Then can you tell me your birth date?" Nan Shi asked.

"What's wrong?" The old man recalled, and reported a series of lunar dates, which were indeed hundreds of years ago: "Do you want the horoscope after death?"

"Also."

The other party reported again, Nan Shi lined up on the paper, and took the copper coins to do the math. It's actually easy to use word testing to find people and things, but since there are no words, it can only be troublesome.Not long after, Nan Shi looked at a very fierce hexagram and said: "Go out and go south, wait until there is a cloud of fire, and that's it."

He thought for a while, and added: "Hurry up, lest there will be a catastrophe, and the dog's life will be lost."

The old man became anxious as soon as he heard it, so he didn't stay any longer, he raised his head and drank the remaining half bowl of tea in one gulp, bid farewell to Nan Shi and left.

Nan Shi just opened the oiled paper bag and looked at it, and found that it was actually a roll of bamboo slips, the words written on it were incomprehensible to Nan Shi anyway, he was taken aback, looked sideways at the second daughter, Qingying and Qinglan also Leaning forward to have a look, Qinglan thought for a while and said, "It seems to be a big seal, but it's a bit different from a big seal."

Qingying shook her head directly: "I don't understand."

"Okay, then put it away first." Nan Shi said: "Take it home at night to identify it at home, and see what is written on it."

"Yes."

The peaceful day passed like this. When Nan Shi returned home, he was not surprised to hear that Chi You was waiting for him to eat. He hurriedly went back to his room and changed into a set of clean clothes, then went to Chi You's yard up.

Seeing him coming, Chi You didn't say much: "Sit down."

Nan Shi sat down beside him, looked at Chi You's expression calmly, and joked, "Brother, you have a good appetite today."

"Well, I'm a little hungry." Chi You responded, and ordered food to be served. Nan Shi thought that he would have a vegetarian feast with his senior brother today, but there were a few meat dishes in the food that was served, reluctantly. Barely can be regarded as passable.He first filled a bowl of soup for Chi You, and seeing that it contained beef bones and radishes, he was afraid to give it to Chi You.

"what happened?"

"The cook's serving is not too light today." Nan Shi always held the bowl badly, so he put it in front of himself, and put the empty, unused bowl in front of Chi You, then turned his head and said, "Let the cook Prepare a light soup."

Chi You waved his hand, indicating that there is no need: "I didn't have much appetite, so I don't need to go anymore."

"How can this work?" Nan Shi sat down, took a bite of tofu with chopsticks, and suddenly became a little annoyed—this tofu is not tofu, it's made of minced meat, mixed with fish, shrimp and crab, seasoned properly, good Eating is delicious, but he can guarantee that Chi You will never like this taste.

Looking at this table of dishes again, most of them are so 'vegetarian', he immediately became a little annoyed.

He is happy that the kitchen is willing to secretly cook two meat dishes for him, but if there is no dish on the table that Chi You likes, he will be unhappy again.In front of Chi You, he couldn't get angry on the spot, so he had to press it down and say nothing: "I don't always eat, it's not good for the stomach."

The two of them got close, and as soon as Nan Shi came closer, the familiar scent of pure soul penetrated into Chi You's nose, and he couldn't even tell whether it was Nan Shi's body or his own.

Chi You's brows were deep, and he said to Nan Shi with a hidden smile: "Could it be that Mr. Nan forgot that I'm already dead, and using these is just for appetite."

"It's all the same to regard death as life." Nan Shi added spinach soup with chopsticks to Chi You, and he said with a smile: "If you become a ghost, you don't need to eat, then where did those starving ghosts come from? They can't be Everyone's appetite made him starve to death, right?"

Chi You sneered, but did not refute. After all, he lowered his head and ate. Nan Shi breathed a sigh of relief. This meal was exhausting, and he was afraid that Chi You would not eat it, and he was afraid that Chi You would eat those vegetarian dishes 'Dish, I had to pretend that I was extremely hungry, and swept away most of the dishes on the table. Fortunately, although there were many dishes, most of them were just a matter of two or three chopsticks, but I still quietly rubbed my stomach, It feels like there is only a [-]-line distance from spit out.

He pretended nothing happened, and Chi You didn't notice, and asked him to go to the study.Nan Shi was afraid that Chi You was not full, so he excused that his clothes were stained with soup, so he went back and changed, and asked Chi You to go to the study to wait for him first, Chi You nodded slightly and took a step ahead.

As soon as Chi You left, Nan Shi held his stomach in pain in an unimportant manner. He never thought that he would have a day when he would feel sick after eating at his own home!

Seeing that something was wrong, Qingying whispered: "What's wrong, young master?"

"I've eaten too much, get me a stomach-strengthening and eliminating food tablet." Nan Shi ordered, got up and walked back to his yard, while ordering: "Let the kitchen manager come to see me."

Qing Lan replied: "Yes."

Nan Shi didn't dare to walk fast all the way, and he felt better when he walked slowly to his yard, and then realized that his stomach was a little... protruding in a long coat?

Mom!Nan Shi regained his energy all of a sudden, quickly lifted his clothes to take a look, and then heaved a sigh of relief—fortunately, even if he really ate too much, the lines he worked so hard to practice are still there!

Nan Shi's eyelids twitched twice, changed into a loose shirt with large sleeves, and sat on the corridor outside the house to wait for the kitchen manager to arrive.

The kitchen steward is a fat and kind old lady, wearing a neat skirt, maybe she was still working in the kitchen just now, and she was wearing an apron. When she saw Nan, she knelt down and said: "The old slave fan has met the young master, what can the young master do?" order."

Nan Shi bent his knees on the promenade and leaned against the high pillar. He calmly ordered, "The owner of the mountain is useless at night. You are an old man. Then prepare some snacks that suit the owner's appetite and send them to the owner of the mountain." go."

Enough said for this sake.

Sure enough, Shan Niang immediately understood what Nan Shi meant: "Yes, young master, this old slave is going right away."

"Get back." Nan Shi flicked his long sleeves, got up and walked over to Chi You.

On the way Qingying sent Shan Niang back, seeing no one around, Shan Niang said: "It's really embarrassing my old woman...Young master just scared me to death."

"Young master and the mountain master are so affectionate. Seeing that the mountain's staple food can't be swallowed, it is natural to ask the crime." Everyone has been friends for thousands of years, so Qingying asked directly: "Shan Niang, what's the matter with you? Looking at the dishes on the table today, I feel terrified, afraid that the mountain master will leave with his sleeves."

Shan Niang looked around and said in a low voice: "I don't dare to make up my own mind... The owner of the mountain has ordered more dishes that the young master likes. Today, the owner of the mountain ordered several dishes himself. How dare I not cook them?" ?”

"Is there such a thing?" Qingying said in surprise: "Why did the mountain master suddenly pay attention to such things?"

Chi You was a man who lived so well that he passed away from the world, and generally ignored such vulgar things. He had a lot of people under his command, so naturally someone would help him take care of them.

As for preferences, this is even more so. When it comes to food, even when he was still in Zhaoyao Mountain, his servants could only distinguish his preferences by analyzing which ones he ate more and which ones ate less from the dishes. .If he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to move, if he likes it, he can accept it, it's quite simple.

"I remember a time when the young master ordered... Teppanyaki after returning from the meal from the mountain owner? Anyway, let the mountain owner know about it." Shan Niang shook her head and said, "The mountain owner and the young master are just worried about each other. If it doesn’t work well, it’s all on my old lady’s head, the mountain owner always listens to what he says, but the young master also has to listen to it, what’s the matter!”

Qingying nodded: "Okay, I see, I'll talk to the young master later... As for the food, two or three out of ten dishes are enough for the young master to like, and the young master is not too picky about this aspect."

"Okay, thank you girl." After saying that, Shan Niang parted ways with Qing Ying and went to the kitchen to prepare some snacks.

When Qingying arrived at Chi You's courtyard, Nan Shi was showing Chi You the scroll of bamboo slips he got during the day: "Brother, do you know what it said?"

Chi You picked it up, and casually glanced at it: "In the 13th year of Emperor Wu, the emperor invited Master Ji to meet at Cuihong Terrace..."

There is a large section of ancient text behind it, Nan Shi can probably understand it, until Chi You read the word 'pitch', and suddenly stopped, Nan Shi was fascinated by it, so he looked at Chi You: " ...Brother? Why don't you read it?"

Chi You held the scroll in one hand, and his slender fingers reflected the scorched-yellow bamboo, making it look like green onion. He lowered his eyes and glanced over the scroll line by line, obviously looking at it, but after a few breaths, He put the bamboo slips down again: "Go back and read it yourself."

Nan Shi complained: "I can't read it again... What's the matter if you read half of it to me?"

Chi You sneered: "Am I Mr. Nan's bookboy?"

Nan Shi immediately admitted his mistake spinelessly, and stretched out his hand to grab Chi You's sleeve: "No, you are my husband and my master, so you can just read it to me? Is it right to preach and teach karma?"

Chi You slightly raised his eyebrows: "I really want to know?"

"I really want to." Nan Shi said: "The main reason is that you have read halfway through. What happened to that Ji Taifu? What's the matter with pitching?"

"A volume of unofficial history, is it worth your curiosity?" Chi You really stopped reading it, and talked about Nan Shi's studies, Nan Shi had to get his brains out of unofficial history, and answered honestly.

It was night, and Nan Shi was finally put back in his yard by Chi You, still holding the book in his hand. After thinking about it for a while, he was no longer in such a hurry to read it, and instead ordered Qingying to say: "After all, it's the real thing, send it to the museum, and my incense burner, send it there together, the condition is that they send me the translation."

"It's the young master."

A few days later, Nan Shi received the translation, and then he dug out a Qin Huang Mausoleum with his toes on the spot.

Behind the pitch is Chenghe.

[Pitching and holding together, intertwining necks and entwining, Guan Kuo Wei Mi, opening Shu Bu Bao, nourishing liquid, moisturizing, and flowing.Spin and turn right, vomiting wheel spits Meng.Dive into the pool to see the phenomenon, and radiate light.Above the Pleiades, the shock is for the expedition. ①Taifu feeds the emperor...]

He has an impression of this paragraph, which is partly from "Zhou Yi Can Tong Qi". From an official point of view, this is a scripture that tells the way of yin and yang in the world. In reality, it is a piece of art in the house.

In connection with the context, it is very obvious what the bamboo slips are talking about.

So he showed Chi You a little porn book, and tried to get Chi You to read the whole thing to him? !

... No wonder Chi You didn't want to read it to him!

Nan Shi was still sitting in front of Chi You at this time, Qing Lan handed the things over, anyway, the two of them were chatting, so Nan Shi looked at it immediately.His ears turned red, and there was only one sentence in his heart: Damn me!

Chi You looked funny: "What are you looking at? Why are your ears red?"

Nan Shi crumpled the piece of paper in his hand: "It's nothing, it's just an unofficial history."

Chi You thought about it after thinking for a while, and couldn't help chuckling, Nan Shi couldn't help but glared at him: "Brother, you know it's this thing, you can tell me that it's over, I'm taking it to the museum !"

Chi You smiled and knocked on the book case: "Could it be my fault?"

The author has something to say:

I'll go to grind again, don't wait, see tomorrow

①It is from the Book of Changes Cantong Deed