Chapter 144 A big customer came to the store

Zhang Yang wanted to drive the two Taoists away directly.

However, when Grandpa Lu saw that his expression was not right, he immediately whispered to him before Zhang Yang could speak:
"It's okay if the request is unreasonable. We can discuss it slowly."

"Your grandmother Xue has already believed that the Heavenly Master can help her change her fate. Let's not miss this opportunity. Besides, she said she would pay for the magic weapon herself."

Oh, what? Zhang Yang looked at his grandfather in surprise.

Does the woman have to pay for the money to “change her fate” herself?
Grandpa has a little charm.

It would be a bit funny if, after Grandma Xue changes her mind, she decides not to marry Grandpa Lu.

But this is none of Zhang Yang’s business.

He looked at the fat boy holding the whisk in front of him and asked with a smile:
"Little Taoist priest, do you know what the Mohs hardness of pure gold is?"

"I don't know." The young Taoist shook his head in confusion.

"If you don't know this, then why don't you go to school? At your age, you should be in the third year of junior high school or the first year of high school. Why aren't you sitting in the classroom?"

"I..." A confused expression appeared on the little Taoist's face.

"Cough cough!"

The old Taoist coughed twice:

"He has no talent for studying. He didn't continue his studies after junior high school. He came to inherit my legacy. You don't need to worry about this, young man."

"Oh, that's it."

Zhang Yang nodded and said:

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Look, you don't even know how to make money."

"Gold's Mohs hardness is only 2.5. It can leave a mark if bitten by teeth. How can such a soft thing be used to make a sword?"

"Like a green tongue ice cream cone, swinging back and forth."

"The sword used by Emperor Qianlong was only inlaid with gold or plated with gold. I have never heard of a pure gold sword in my life."

After saying that, Zhang Yangchong shrugged at the old Taoist priest, clearly telling him not to do such things.

Just tell me how much you want.

"Young man, you misunderstood. The golden sword we are talking about is gold-plated, not pure gold."

The old Taoist priest reacted quickly and immediately changed his words:

"My apprentice hasn't even read the book, how can he possibly tell the difference between pure gold and gold-plated gold?"

"right?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The young Taoist nodded repeatedly.

The two of them sang in unison, trying to cover up their ugly faces.

"Okay, the gilded sword is no problem. You can make your request later and I'll take care of it."

A copper sword plated entirely with gold, the cost is estimated to be less than two hundred yuan.

Seeing that the two Taoists were so soft-spoken, Zhang Yang was too lazy to argue with them.

"You still need the Boshan furnace, right?"

"Yes, from the Han Dynasty." The young Taoist nodded seriously.

"Good good."

A smile appeared on Zhang Yang's lips, causing the little Taoist priest to shudder.

Five minutes later, Zhang Yang lined up nine identical bronze Boshan furnaces and placed them in front of the two Taoists.

When my master was still around, I was fooled by someone in some fake goods exchange group. They said that modern Taoist antiques were very popular and a Boshan furnace could be sold for 10,000 yuan.

As a result, all of them were lost.

"You two can pick whatever you want, one for each of you. Don't be polite!"

"Are these all Boshan furnaces from the Han Dynasty?"

The old Taoist priest was a little uneasy, and he asked Zhang Yang:
"These are all imitations you made, right?"

"Like all the other bronzes in your yard."

"Hey, Heavenly Master, you can't talk nonsense." Zhang Yang said seriously: "These nine Boshan furnaces are said to be used by Zuo Ci when he was meditating."

"You two are both masters of Taoism. Why don't you calm down, close your eyes, touch it, and see if you can feel the energy left by your predecessors."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the young Taoist priest closed his eyes in sudden enlightenment.

When he was about to reach out and touch the Boshan furnace, the old Taoist hit him on the head.

"Are you stupid? Can't you tell he's fooling you?"

The old Taoist pointed at Zhang Yang and said to the young Taoist with a look of disappointment. Zhang Yang frowned when he heard this:
"How can you say it's a scam? You..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding. I was wrong. I can't argue with you. If you say it's Zuo Ci, then it's Zuo Ci. I won't quibble."

"Haha! So even if we have the Boshan furnace from the Han Dynasty?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

This old Taoist priest opens his mouth as wide as a lion, then drinks a sip of water and leaves.

"Yes, you have already given it."

The old Taoist priest waved his hands helplessly. He just thought that he had met a scoundrel with no faith at all and there was nothing he could do.

"So what are the requirements for the gilded sword you mentioned?"

"I'll arrange it for you quickly." Zhang Yang wanted to help Grandpa Lu get things done quickly.

He will have to prepare the mummy later.

"No need, it's the same using a peach wood sword."

The old Taoist priest compromised directly:
"But the peach wood sword is disposable and will be destroyed after the ritual, so I will charge you 8 yuan for the peach wood sword."

"Is this okay?"

The old Taoist priest learned his lesson this time. He did not ask Zhang Yang but looked directly at Grandpa Lu.

Grandpa nodded hurriedly:

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Heavenly Master."

"Okay, let's talk about the other preparations."

The old Taoist waved his hand, and Grandpa Lu hurried over to greet him. The four of them sat around the table and began to discuss how to arrange the scene.

Zhang Yang really wanted to kick them all out.

You are planning feudal and superstitious activities here; there is no ship to carry you in the new era.

But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Grandpa Lu could not find another place to receive these two Taoists.

If I bring the Taoist priest home, I'm sure he'll have a good fight with Xiao Shen's mother.

Forget it, out of sight.

Zhang Yang picked up the mummy coffin by the wall and went back to his room to work slowly.

……

After about an hour, Grandpa Lu came in and told Zhang Yang: They have discussed it.

Grandma Xue hopes Zhang Yang will go out and check it out.

Because the old lady felt that he was the most reliable person in the yard.

Zhang Yang felt that this praise was well deserved.

He put down the work in his hands and prepared to go out to bring the planning of this event to a successful conclusion.

As soon as I walked out the door, the phone rang suddenly.

It was Lao Hu who called.

Uncle Hu said on the phone that a wealthy customer had come to the store and asked to see the owner of the store.

"If he wants to see me, then he can. I'm selling my art, not my body."

"Just tell him that the owner is going to the moon and can't leave at the critical moment."

"No, Zhang Yang, she is really a distinguished guest. She bought a whole set of bronze chimes in our store."

"Wait a minute, are you sure it's a set? Not one?"

Zhang Yang never thought that Xiao Shen’s goods could still be sold.

Even if a person is stupid and has a lot of money, he shouldn't be treated so badly!

"It's a complete set. You set the price of 600,000, and she gave it to you directly in cash."

Lao Hu advised on the other end of the phone:
"You'd better come over to receive them. She said that if you don't come out, she will buy out our store and we will not be able to do business in the future."

"Even buy our entire store."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

Zhang Yang nodded. Since the other party was so anxious, he was not anxious anymore.

Just in time to clear out the stock in the store.

"Grandpa, let's go and see your plan!"

(End of this chapter)