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

It was another morning, and it seemed to be no different from other mornings.

As soon as Nan Shi opened his eyes, he found that he was not face-to-face with any scary thing, and sat up carefully and looked around, and found that the room was quiet today, and the incense sticks on the long case had burned out and broke into pieces. Fragments of incense ash lay silently on the lotus-shaped incense set, as if no one had entered in the middle of the journey.

Qing Lan didn't come out and did something to make his little heart beat repeatedly, Nan Shi immediately lay down contentedly, pulled the quilt over his head, and fell asleep happily.

It wasn't until the sun was high that Nan Shi was called up by Qing Lan, saying that it was Chi You who asked him to go to the study.

Nan Shi's face was full of bitterness and hatred. This time when he came back to the cage, he felt that he didn't sleep well at all. He had a dream.

Speaking of it, the dream was quite simple, it was the dot he drew in his brother's room yesterday, but that dot turned into countless 'dots', covering the whole room, the ground, walls, and windows were all covered in dots. A piece of paper with only one dot left.

Chi You stood behind him, put one hand on his shoulder, and said so plainly that it made people feel chills down the spine: "Come on, analyze this point of yours, and talk about the state of mind of that surnamed Chen when he saw this point, What thoughts and feelings did you express?"

Nan Shi stammered, but his senior brother pulled out the piece of paper in front of him, and pointed to the second piece of paper for him to continue to analyze. When the third piece of paper arrived, Nan Shi didn't know what to say, and just wanted to turn around I begged his senior brother for mercy, and heard his senior brother say: "Forget it, there is no salvation, no talent, you'd better go die."

Nan Shi got a lot of bluffs, so he had to cover his head and talk nonsense. His senior brother just laughed like this, and laughed like that, anyway, whatever made his scalp numb and hairy, he just laughed as he stood up to report one by one, and said 'I'll take you there' Lines like "reincarnation" scared Nan Shi to death by tens of millions of brain cells. After finally analyzing all the papers in the room, his senior brother put the first paper in front of Nan Shi again and asked He: "Tell me about your analysis of this god's fortune, and what kind of thoughts and feelings you hold?"

Nan Shi was finally forced to such an extent that he was about to tear his face apart and say, 'If you die, you will die. I was so fucking dumb at the time! ', and then Qinglan woke him up.

Dream back to the third year of high school.

--No!The third year of high school was not so scary!After all, if you don’t do well in the third year of high school, it’s a big deal and you can go back to school for another year. If you can’t do it in one year, you can go to two years.

He seriously suspected that he was not dreaming yesterday at all, but that Chi You used some means to sleep in order to teach him a lesson.

Most likely, what did he do yesterday to make his senior brother unhappy—could it be that he was found out that he packed the leftover meat and bone roast for his senior brother to eat?

Nan Shi was cursing in his heart, but on the face he still washed up obediently and went to report honestly.

"Senior brother?" Nan Shi knocked on the door three times, and before the third sound dissipated, the carved door in front of him quietly opened, revealing Chi You who was sitting at the table and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Chi You opened his eyes and looked at Nan Shi: "Come in."

"Yes." Nan Shi replied and walked to the table. Before he could say anything, Chi You casually pointed at the chair, motioning for him to sit down and talk.

When Chi You remained silent, he was like an exquisite statue, beautiful as it is beautiful, but devoid of spirituality, but when his eyeballs moved, it was as if flesh and blood had been poured into the statue, and it became unspeakably agile—but still Kind of like a statue.

What is the use of spirituality in a statue? It is still dead, and the most important thing is to be alive.

But Chi You just doesn't have that stuff.

Nan Shi looked at the eyes he was looking at, and his scalp felt a little numb unconsciously - without him, the sequelae of nightmares, he now feels that as soon as he sits down, his senior brother can take out a piece of paper and ask him what he thinks Feelings: "Brother... do you want me to do something?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Chi You supported his chest with one hand, raised his head slightly to look at Nan Shi: "Sit."

"Yes, Senior Brother." Nan Shi sat down tremblingly, Chi You raised his hand, and motioned for the servants to serve the food. After a while, the table was full of pots and pans, and Nan Shi was really hungry after sleeping. , Not much nonsense, just be a cook honestly.

It's almost ready, Chi You and Nan Shi walked to the side room, and the two maids waited for them to wash their hands, one on the left and the other on the right, Chi You threw the handkerchief back into the basin, Nan Shi saw the left and right It's nothing to do and was about to leave, but Chi You casually pointed to a rosewood box on the table beside him, and said, "You can take these and play with them, worthless things, you can dispose of them as you like."

Nan Shi took a glance, bowed his head and thanked: "Thank you, brother."

"En." Chi You responded lightly, waved his hand to signal that he could go, and added suddenly: "Did you memorize the "Yi" that I asked you to memorize?"

"...Memorized it." Nan Shi paused and replied.

Only then did Chi You nodded in satisfaction: "I think so too...Mr. Nan, if people find out that you can't even memorize "Yi", do you still want this signboard?"

"Yes." Nan Shi took the wooden box and hurriedly said goodbye, lest Chi You think of something to torment him again!

— No wonder he had such a dream last night!It's just an omen dream!

"Yi" is "Book of Changes".

As a classic of mathematics, the status of "Yi" is similar to the universal gravitation in the physics world. How can there be no reason not to learn from the outstanding teachers in the Chinese world?

But the so-called memorization of homework by his senior brother is not something that makes you memorize it from the beginning one by one, but throws out a hexagram at random and asks him to explain it. elephant.

Nan Shi Kaizi is considered to be a good learner, not to mention that he knows everything, but he can be considered to be able to understand a little bit. However, the most basic Zhouyi hexagrams cannot be understood. In this test, he had to be beaten by his senior brother a few times.

He is the type who relies on his talent to make a living: don't ask me why I can understand other things without knowing "Yi", there is no reason, anyway, I understand it!As for why others understand it, how come they don't understand the "Book of Changes" that is the basis?I don't know that!

But "Yi" is something that has to be learned and memorized.

The agreement between Nan Shi and Chi You, within 15 years, he will learn what Chi You has learned in his life, and inherit the position of the owner of Zhaoyao Mountain.

Zhaoyao Mountain is a great school of mathematics in ancient times. The last generation of mountain master Chi You, his senior brother, did not know what he did. The inheritance of incense has been completely broken.

I don't know what his senior brother was thinking, anyway, he suddenly wanted someone to inherit the incense, and happened to meet Nan Shi who strayed into his mausoleum, so he accepted Nan Shi as his heir.

Nan Shi was bluffed out of his wits at the time, he did whatever his senior brother said, and it was considered pretty good if he could survive this life.

As for why he is a senior and not a master①, Nan Shi also asked Chi You, and Chi You said that he did it if he wanted to, and he was happy to accept apprentices on behalf of his master.

Nan Shi didn't say anything at the time, but in private he felt that there must have been some ancient injustice or something else, which led to the extermination of the family. His senior brother felt sorry for the elders above him, and he had no face to use his own name to recruit disciples, so he represented The teacher accepts apprentices.

But this is speculation after all, and he doesn't know the specific truth.

Speaking of which, Nan Shi was naive at the time and thought that he had opened some kind of golden finger, and since then he has become the starting point. Yes, and the old grandpa along the way—his brother immediately brought his disciples back to S City with him, and by the way became the owner of a famous haunted house in S City by some means, and even took Nan Shi to live in with him up.

Then Nan Shi started this life of seeing "good brothers" with both eyes open and closed.

It's also very terrible, can this gold finger be taken away, he doesn't want it!

Thinking of this, Nan Shi couldn't help but sighed heavily, and hurried away with the box in his arms, as if he ran out of the house and all this would disappear like a dream.

Seeing Nan Shi running like a rabbit, Chi You couldn't help but sneered, flicked his long sleeves, and closed several carved doors layer by layer, isolating the light and temperature together.

It was three poles in the sun, and it was time for him to rest.

***

After such a toss today, it was already late when Nan Shi arrived at the store. He saw that many stores even finished their lunch, and the cats were basking in the sun outside the door.

However, today is a working day, and it is not a peak tourist season. There are not many people on the pedestrian street. Nanshi took a look at the passenger flow and thought it was late anyway, so why not go to the back street for a stroll.

This pedestrian street is very interesting. In fact, the predecessor of the pedestrian street, the old street, is a whole seven miles long. However, the treatment received by this seven-mile road is completely different. The first two miles were uniformly decorated in the style of the late Qing Dynasty by the local government, which is now the Commercial Pedestrian Street. The five miles behind maintain the style left by time, most of them are still residential areas, and there are vegetable markets along the way.

The most special thing is that the road next to the pedestrian street has become a gathering place for baggers who sell antiques and antiques. The so-called baggers are those small vendors who have no shop. Once the floor is paved, it is a small stall.

According to the boss at the front of the shop, there are actually quite a few brokers here, who specialize in matchmaking in the antique business.

Because it is hard to tell the origin of many things, even if a broker has a huge sum of money, it is not easy to open a shop in a serious manner. This kind of people who take one order and make a little money have the most good things in their hands.

Of course, good and evil are mixed here, and what you can buy depends entirely on your own eyesight.

Nan Shi is very aware of how much he owns. He has just touched the threshold of the antique world. To say that he is the shopkeeper of antiques is an insult to the antique circle. At most, he can be regarded as a handicraft shop owner. If you have a lot of money, you can spend at most one or two hundred to buy something interesting and enjoy yourself.

When you get tired of playing later, scrub and wash it and put it on the Bogu shelf in the store. It is not a loss to fill the door.

It would be even better if he was caught by someone with the same eyesight as him and made a small fortune.

When passing by his shop, Nan Shi hesitated for a moment, and decided to go in and change into a normal coat, and put the wooden box away, and went to the other end wearing a long gown, just like writing 'I'm just Sheep' doesn't make any difference.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, there was a brocade box about half a foot square on the glass display cabinet at the door. The embroidered flannelette wrapped in the brocade box looked a little dull, like an old object. There is also a letter on the top, which reads 'Mr. Nanshi's personal letter'.

Not to mention, this word is pleasing to the eye at first glance. The font is elegant and unrestrained, with a hint of wanton and frivolous.

When Nanshi saw this place, he already had a feeling that it was probably given by someone. When he opened it, it was indeed Mr. Chen from yesterday. It probably meant that he found the seal from the flood control pipeline in the lake.He had fulfilled his wish and was reincarnated. The things in the box were carved randomly during the years after his death. They were not worth much, and they were given to Nan Shi to play with.

Below is Mr. Chen's name: Chen Xuanwei.

This brocade box is full of about thirty seals. The stone looks like a Shoushan stone. Nan Shi didn't have much research on the stone, so it would be good to be able to recognize it as the Shoushan stone.

But he knew that Shoushan Stone was quite expensive.

These seals are different, some are completely white on all sides and have no decoration;They are all close together, it seems that their owner doesn't care whether they will be worn out because of this, it can be seen that Chen Lao's saying that he is doing it casually is not fake.

Nan Shi casually picked one up and looked at it, only to see two characters engraved on the bottom of Zhang Zi's side: Xuanwei.

It's Mr. Chen's name.

I don't know why it still looks familiar.

Nan Shi thought about it, but he didn't remember where he had seen it before. These two words are often used in Taoist classics. It is normal for them to be familiar, so he stopped thinking about it. He was too lazy to clean up now, so he put the seal back as it was, On the shelf, I locked the door and went shopping.

***

The sunshine in winter may make people lazy. In the past, the cries of hawking one after another can hardly be heard today. Although Nan Shi had a meal at home, he bought a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus bean paste smelling the scent of osmanthus wafting in the wind. Yuanzi, eating while walking, crossed the boundary line between the pedestrian street and the old street in a short while, and arrived at the antique market.

When the weather is good, there are many people who come out to set up stalls.

Many stall owners also napped lazily behind their stalls, covering their faces with books or clothes, as if they were not afraid of being led by others, not to mention how comfortable they were.

Nan Shi saw it hot-this is the life he dreamed of!

It just didn’t occur to me that I made a mistake on an errand, so I could only continue working as a part-time worker, or a part-time worker while studying in my third year of high school.

Miserable is just one word, he only said it once.

When Nan Shi turned around, he saw the first thing - a copper bowl-style incense burner.

To be honest, this thing is similar to the 39 free shipping incense set on Taobao, and it is not even as exquisite as it is, but Nanshi immediately took a fancy to the rusty spots of this copper incense burner.

Yes, it's the rust spots.

This rust spot is quite distinctive. I don’t know if the copper incense burner is a fake or it has been polished over time. The yellow background is around the edge of the rust spot, which looks like a burning cloud at first glance, which is quite interesting to look at.

Nan Shi stepped forward and asked, "Boss, can I have a look at that incense burner?"

The boss didn't even take off the clothes on his head, he waved his hand casually: "You take it yourself, just don't drop it."

Nan Shi was not polite, and leaned over to take the censer in his hand. The censer was not big and could be held firmly with one hand. He was upside down, and it was quite heavy. He was a solid guy.

Nanshi originally priced this incense burner at around 30 yuan, but the brass would cost 20 yuan per catty to collect tatters. This incense burner is more than a catty, plus labor, the base price of the stall owner must be at least [-] or more .

It was a bit beyond Nan Shi's psychological expectations, but he looked around, and the more he looked, the more he liked it, and he was really reluctant to let it go.He gritted his teeth and asked, "Boss, what's the price of this incense burner?"

The boss then lifted his clothes, took a look, and said casually: "Coincidentally, the items from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty are [-]."

"Eighty, can you sell it?" Nan Shi didn't listen to his nonsense, and started quoting the price directly.

The boss's eyes twitched when he heard this: "Bashi, are you kidding me? This looks! This style! How can I get one from Bashi? Tell me how, and I'll take a hundred or so from him!"

Nan Shi was unmoved, knowing that the boss's reaction was the bottom price: "Then ninety?"

"If you don't do business with sincerity, just let me go!" The boss also saw that Nan Shi was not easy to coax - he looked a little familiar after a closer look, and he should be a frequent visitor, so he suddenly lost interest.

As long as they are acquaintances who often come to visit in this area, which one is not a human being?Especially since the counter-offer in front of him was so accurate, he knew he couldn't be fooled.

Now is not an age when people talk about their age. This kind of young people in their twenties are sometimes more difficult to coax than old players in their 50s and [-]s.

Nan Shi hesitated for a moment, and quoted his reserve price: "One hundred, one hundred, I'll take it, has the boss opened today? It's a good start, think about it! I'll give you a red ticket!"

Most people who do business are somewhat superstitious, especially in their line of business, they are even more superstitious about some ancient law theories.

Not to mention, sometimes it’s not enough if you don’t believe it. Nanshi himself has a deep understanding of it. It’s just such a metaphysics: often the first business is opened today, and the subsequent business will follow. And the smoother the first business, It means that the subsequent business will be easier to do.

The boss thought about it carefully, and said reluctantly: "Okay! I want cash!"

"Come on!" Nan Shi smiled and took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, and handed it to the other party. The boss took it, looked at the light, flicked it again, and took a plastic bag to fill the incense burner. Handed it to Nan Shi.

Nan Shi successfully got what he wanted, and he was not stingy, and said two nice words: "I wish the boss a prosperous business today! Customers come like clouds!"

After the boss heard the good words, his complexion improved, and he bowed his hands to Nan Shi according to the ancient etiquette, and sang: "Thank you for your kind words——!"

Nan Shi nodded, turned around and left, still shaking his head while listening to the tune, wanting to be a little bit happy, and then go back to open the door for business after a while, as long as it goes as smoothly as this.

In business, the buyer feels that he has made a profit, but the seller will never lose money. It is nothing more than a matter of earning more and earning less.

Nanshi is not greedy, earn more and earn less, as long as he earns some!

Nanshi walked from the street to the end of the street, and from the end of the street to the street again, it was time to go back, and he was no longer picky. He spent 50 yuan at a stall selling copper coins and bought dozens of five emperor coins. Going to go back and open for business.

Hmm... 200 incense burners, 40 copper coins, [-] red bean balls just now, just [-] yuan left in the budgeted [-] yuan pocket money, I will order a cup of milk tea and buy an egg waffle on the way back later, a perfect day Start with the perfect afternoon tea!

Nan Shi often does business with that milk tea and egg waffle shop. The two shops are diagonally opposite each other, and they both seem familiar. As soon as the clerk on the other side saw him approaching him, he asked, "Old rules?"

"Yes, the old rules! Today I want matcha mochi with pearls! Seven points sweet and hot!"

"OK! I'll send it over when I'm done in a while!"

Nan Shi nodded, made a gesture of thanks, turned around and unlocked the brass lock of his shop, and when the exquisite Chinese-style carved windows were exposed inside, it attracted the attention of many tourists.

He was used to it, closed the door behind his back, and opened the window for ventilation.

Taking out the incense burner from the plastic bag, Nanshi didn't dare to wipe it with alcohol. If the rust spot was wiped, the 100 yuan would be useless. I just wiped it with a dry cloth, and there was nothing dirty inside. He directly turned down the censer on the guest table and lit a stick of fragrance into it.

As the familiar sandalwood scent diffused, Nan Shi changed into a long gown and took a deep breath—comfortable!

Only then did he open the door and officially start business.

The five emperors' money was still piled up on the counter. Nanshi found a handful of semi-finished Chinese knots and tied them into a net when he had time. A bunch can sell for tens of dollars. It's not a tight commodity, but it's not too bad either. Lack of sales, just earn milk tea money.

Soon there were tourists coming into the shop to see, Nan Shi didn't care, he went to do his own thing, and when the tourists called, he went to help.

The fan pendant that Mr. Chen gave yesterday is still in his pocket. He took it out and put it next to the five emperors' money. He plans to change the net for it later, and put it on his fan in summer to pretend something... …

After thinking about it, he took out the most exquisite one from the box of seals given by Mr. Chen, found a very delicate wooden holder, and placed it on the treasure shelf. The blood-red Shoushan Stone reflected the black sandalwood holder. , or quite the same thing.

Selling is not selling, just for appearance.

"Boss, take out this bracelet and let me have a look!"

"Okay, please wait a moment." Nan Shi raised a polite professional smile and walked towards the counter.