Li Xiaotian discovered a small problem with the house, that is, the sign of Cheng Mansion was still hanging on the gate. Now that the house has changed its owner, the sign must be replaced.
What's a good name?
This made Li Xiaotian feel worried.
Li Mansion is not suitable because my second name is now Lu Shiba; it is even worse to call her Lu Mansion because this is my first real estate, so it would be awkward to use a pseudonym.
After thinking for a moment, Li Xiaotian felt that it was too vulgar to use a surname. An idea flashed and he made up his mind.
Wanmutang.
After a while, Li Xiaotian found a shop selling plaques.
"Sir, you are right to come to Wanmutang to buy plaques. We have rosewood, rosewood, and mahogany here. There is nothing you can't think of. What quality of wood do you need?"
As soon as Li Xiaotian walked in, the boss saw that he was well-dressed and he was so young. He looked like he was the son of a powerful and wealthy family, so he quickly greeted him with a smile.
Li Xiaotian said: "Then show me the rosewood plaque first."
"Come on, look at the red sandalwood here. Look at the golden threads and smell the noble and elegant fragrance. It fits the temperament of the young master very well."
The shopkeeper led Li Xiaotian to a place and began to flatter him.
Li Xiaotian asked: "How to count rosewood?"
"Red sandalwood is the king of wood, so the price is quite expensive, two gold coins per pound." The shopkeeper said, his face full of joy, but he was thinking: "Rich young men are easy to fool, and they will ask for the best and most expensive ones as soon as they ask.
How can this scapegoat know anything about red sandalwood? Not to mention him, even his family, no one can recognize such a high-quality imitation. There is nothing you can do if you are stupid and have too much money."
"Do I look like a rich person?" Li Xiaotian suddenly asked.
This question made the shopkeeper a little confused. He nodded and said: "Like."
Li Xiaotian continued: "So you think I'm easy to deceive?"
The shopkeeper looked innocent and said: "Why do you say this, Master?"
Li Xiaotian said: "Otherwise, why would you show me the fake wood?"
The shopkeeper was shocked and swallowed his saliva. Looking at his young age, with his experience, it was absolutely impossible to recognize that this was high imitation wood. He must be blowing him up, so he calmly replied: "We are in business.
It’s based on good faith and reputation. Sir, just don’t buy it, but don’t make false claims that damage the credibility of our Wanmutang.”
Li Xiaotian looked at the shopkeeper and said, "What if these are really not rosewood?"
"If you can tell me a reason to confirm that these are not rosewood, I can take one of the plaques in the store for free. If you are lying, can you truthfully bid for one of these rosewood plaques?" the shopkeeper said, feeling cruel.
, bet directly, he didn't believe that this young boy really had a sharp eye.
"Okay, no problem." Li Xiaotian agreed readily, and then continued: "Rose sandalwood is also called golden nanmu. Its texture is like golden silk satin. It is quite gorgeous and can emit woody, medicinal, and fruity aromas. The fragrance is pleasant and quite
Slightly elegant. At first glance, the red sandalwood from the shopkeeper has no problem with the texture. When you smell it from a distance, it also has a fragrance. However, the golden texture of red sandalwood only appears under the sun. These woods still have golden stripes when placed in the house, just like under the light.
, it shows that this pattern has been colored by special methods, this is one; second, the fragrance of red sandalwood is refreshing and refreshing. These woody fragrances are too strong and gorgeous, just like how can a promiscuous woman compare with a scholarly and talented woman? If I didn't say
Wrong, these woods should be high imitations of Phoebe niger."
After listening to this, the shopkeeper laughed loudly. This kind of laughter was not an embarrassing smile because he had been seen through. On the contrary, he had the kind of laughter that a friend of his had seen for a long time. He changed his flattering face and said: "You have made a good analysis. The world can still be so good now."
It's really rare to meet such a young Muyou, but you missed something."
At this time, a flying insect happened to land on those high imitation rosewood. Li Xiaotian suddenly realized and said: "I know, rosewood can repel mosquitoes, but these woods cannot."
"Boys can be taught." The shopkeeper praised, paused, and continued: "I, Mulinsen, always keep my word. I am willing to admit defeat. I can choose any plaque in the store."
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Li Xiaotian walked around the room and looked at it carefully. In addition to the high imitation rosewood, he also found real rosewood plaques and a very good pear wood plaque.
, but what attracted Li Xiaotian the most was a very ordinary plaque. It should not be said that it was ordinary. It was made of ordinary material but had a special shape. It was much more refined than those precious woods. Li Xiaotian said: "I choose this one."
Mulinsen said: "There are many more precious woods in this store. I can declare in advance that I will not go back on my choice."
Li Xiaotian said firmly: "That's it."
Mulinsen asked: "Can you tell me the reason? Why?"
Li Xiaotian said meaningfully: "Among the many wooden plaques, don't you think it is unique? Whether it is the shape design or carving, it shows that the person who made this plaque is very careful. After all, precious things can be bought and have souls."
Things are priceless, and I think this wooden plaque is priceless."
After Li Xiaotian finished speaking, he saw Mulinsen burst into tears and runny nose, and asked in confusion: "Why are you crying?"
Mulinsen said: "Young man, you are a good person. You didn't take advantage of the situation and chose a bargain. There are not many kind-hearted people like you in this world."
Li Xiaotian was speechless, thinking that he understood his epiphany of life philosophy.
Li Xiaotian said: "Shopkeeper Mu, do you have any copper ink here? I want to name it."
"For the sake of your kindness, how about I give you some calligraphy treasures for free?" Mu Linsen brought a pen and gold powder, as if he were a calligrapher.
Li Xiaotian laughed and said, "Look at how you can't hold the pen. I'd better do it myself."
After speaking, Li Xiaotian dipped his pen in ink and started dancing on the wooden plaque.
"That's it, you still have the nerve to talk to me."
Mulinsen watched Li Xiaotian finish writing two words and said disdainfully. Then he twisted his waist and knocked Li Xiaotian a meter away. He took the pen from Li Xiaotian's hand without any effort and waved his hand, stroke by stroke, and wrote
He was very serious and wrote the last word "Fu".
This sudden hit made Li Xiaotian a little confused. After all, he had the seventh-level cultivation of Tongmai, but he was staggered by a skinny-looking old man. Could it be that he was also a monk, or a hidden great monk?
?
"Wouldn't a monk know it just by looking at his handwriting?" Li Xiaotian thought to himself, monks always reveal some clues when writing.
It doesn't matter at first glance. Li Xiaoqian was half-dead when he saw it. There were three characters on the plaque: Shuotianfu. The first two characters were elegant and unrestrained. The last word "Fu" had no calligraphy at all. It was just like an illiterate person taking pictures of gourds.
The word "lao" is written in sharp contrast to the previous two words.
Mulinsen also said confidently: "Don't look like you want to eat me. It's you who said that anything with a soul is priceless. I wrote it with great care. Don't be ignorant. Back then, I didn't know there was such a thing.
How many people kneel down to beg for my calligraphy."
Li Xiaotian sighed helplessly and said: "I admit that your writing is very emotional, but you can't help it with your words. There is a sentence, no matter how you say it, the words are just like the person."
When Mulinsen heard this, he was very upset and said: "Since you don't know how to appreciate it, I can only charge you. It's not expensive, just ten gold coins."
"Why don't you go and grab it?" After Li Xiaotian finished speaking, he picked up the plaque and left directly.
Mulinsen smiled and said goodbye: "Go slowly, come to me next time if you need an inscription, I will give you a 50% discount."
Li Xiaotian returned home with the free plaque and recalled what had just happened in Wanmutang. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, especially when Mulinsen twisted his waist and bumped into him, which puzzled Li Xiaotian.
"Go slowly. If you need an inscription next time, come to me and I'll give you a 50% discount."
Li Xiaotian carefully recalled Mulinsen's last words. He was very frightened after thinking about it. He quickly took out the money bag from his waist and counted the gold coins. He found that there were exactly ten coins missing.
Li Xiaotian took a breath of cold air.
To be able to steal a specific number of gold coins from him, a seventh-level cultivator of Tongmai, without anyone noticing, shows how unpredictable his cultivation is.
"He behaves weirdly and keeps his sharp edge. He looks no different from ordinary people. This is probably because he is hiding in the city." Li Xiaotian sighed.