Chapter 8 first quarter

"Don't worry, Lao Wu, they will never find this place." Old Tie looked up at the overcast sky in the morning from the bedroom window, sipped the tea in his teacup and said. "I can't find it..." Wu Ze is also drinking tea. Although there is no place between the window and the wall that can be called a courtyard, there is still a gap after all.I don't know when someone planted daphne there.The flowers on the tree are still there, but they have withered. Wu Ze and the others went to smell it yesterday, but the fragrance is gone. "Even if it was the phone call just now, you didn't tell the landlord the address here?"

"No." "That's right. So don't worry, no one knows that you live here, Lao Wu." "Ok……" The weather is hot and cold.Seeing that it is already the season for viewing cherry blossoms, it is a bit chilly today.He was only wearing sportswear, sitting cross-legged, his knees ached from the cold. "But don't use that phone anymore. It's better to turn it off, or someone might call. And if the police start looking for you, including the arson thing—" "Can't it be on?" "If you open it, the location will be discovered."

Wu Ze turned off the phone on the tea table. "But it's not convenient for work." "Buy a new one. Anyway, this phone has been used for five or six years, right? Go around Ueno, there are prepaid mobile phones that you can buy without an ID card." "The kind sold by foreigners?" "Yes, go buy it." "……go?" Wu Ze sighed lightly. After drinking the tea in the cup, the two stood up together. "Let's start a business by the way. The living expenses are almost used up." "what kind of business?" "There are quite a few pawnshops in Ueno—"

"Do that?" "Ok." "Oh, I'm going to get the clothes." Old Tie understood it, and immediately went back to the bedroom to get his clothes, packed a kimono and clogs in his bag, and came back.It was a casual kimono I bought at a store during a discount a few days ago. The two took the Tokiwa Line all the way to Ueno.It was eleven o'clock in the morning.After entering Amaiheng Road, I got into an alley leading to the back and swayed slowly. Many foreigners kept looking at the two of them, their eyes seemed to be searching.Wu Ze leaned over one by one and asked, "Mobile phone?" After asking, all three shook their heads.The fourth person, a foreigner with a protruding chin, finally answered "yes".

"New product. Five thousand yuan. Can be used for ninety days." "Can you call or pick up?" "It's all right. This one with 7,000 yuan can still send messages." The foreigner took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to Wu Ze.The photo of the mobile phone is printed on the paper, and the logo of S Company is on the mobile phone. "I don't send messages." Although Wu Ze said so, the other party refused to give up, pouted his chin and argued that "absolutely necessary", in the end Wu Ze had to give in and agreed to spend an extra two thousand yuan to buy this kind.The foreigner took Wu Ze and the others to a more remote alley, where several people who seemed to be from the same country were laughing.The foreigner handed over the piece of paper just now, and one person took it, and took out a mobile phone from the backpack behind his back, which was the same as the photo on the paper.Wu Ze paid seven thousand yuan, took the phone, and left with Lao Tie.

"Old man, will you send a message?" "Oh, this is a bit..." "Then this function is still useless." Anyway, it looks like a new phone. The old man glanced at his watch. "How about taking a walk in Ueno Park before doing business?" "Want to enjoy the flowers? Okay." The two climbed up the steps opposite Keisei Ueno Station, entered the park, passed the bronze statue of Takamori Saigo, and walked towards the place where the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.The air gradually took on the smell of barbecue sauce.It's a pity that the weather is gloomy, but even so, the cherry blossoms in Ueno Park are really beautiful.It would have been better if it hadn't rained the day before.The two bought takoyaki and offal soup from an open-air stall, and sat side by side on a bench to eat.

"I remember the takoyaki when I was a child was much bigger than it is now." Lao Tie pokes the takoyaki with a toothpick, nimbly dipping it into the sauce accumulated under the styrofoam box. "It feels like the size of a baseball, worn in a string." "Children always feel big when they see everything." The three members of Wu Ze's family only visited flowers once.Not such a famous place as Ueno, but a park near where I live, which is much smaller.Of course, there are no takoyaki and offal soup.The sky on the flowering side was bluer than today, and the petals of the cherry blossoms were clearly visible.Takezawa ate the rice balls and potato salad made by Xuee, and looked up at the cherry blossoms.Sadao, who was four at the time, was eating a strange onigiri.There are three kinds of ingredients in her rice ball.Originally, Yukie wanted to make small rice balls for the three children, but Shadai insisted on eating the same thing as Takezawa Yukie, so he refused to listen to any persuasion.Yukie said that if it was that big, Shadai's stomach could only hold one at most, and he could only eat one kind of food.Of course, Shadai was not happy with this, and in the end, he made such a weird rice ball—for Takezawa and Yukie, it was just an ordinary-sized rice ball, but for Shadai at that time, it must have been quite large food bar.When he died at the age of twelve, did Shadai feel that the onigiri was too small?Or, for her, rice balls have always been a big food?

Compared with that time, my appearance must have become much more vicious, Wu Ze thought.Otherwise it will be difficult.In any case, he was already a rascal, and his appearance had to become fiercer.Wu Ze spread out his palms and stroked his cheeks. "Old Tie, do I look fierce?" "No." Lao Tie ate the last takoyaki. "It's too fierce, so you can't do business, right?" "yes……" After a while, the two of them ate up their own food and got up from the bench.The next step is to start working.Lao Tie went to the public toilet with his bag, and when he came out he was already wearing a dark blue kimono and clogs on his feet.Speaking of which, his appearance is quite decent.The role of Lao Tie is "a rich man with a penchant for porcelain".This look seems to be joking, but it is actually very serious.This exaggerated appearance is very effective.As the saying goes, people depend on their clothes, no matter who they are, they are all animals based on their appearance.

"I'll get the bag." "Excuse me." The two came to the shopping street, entered the porcelain shop, and looked at the shelf for the incense burner for a long time. Wu Ze chose a cream-colored lion-shaped porcelain, the price was 2,800 yuan.There is a mark of "no x" under the lion's belly.The second word is too vague to make out. "Old Tie, what's the name, the person who burns this thing?" "No... what should I call it?" "How about Wusai? For example, Ono Musai. Sounds pretty cool?" "Well, this is not bad."

The two people who left the shop aimed at a smaller pawnshop.Lao Tie wrapped the incense burner he just bought with a cloth, and walked towards the entrance of the pawn shop. "Remember, old iron, it's not about playing that kind of person, but about becoming that kind of person. Otherwise, this kind of business can't be done well." "You don't have to say it every time, I know it. Well, I'm going." Lao Tie walked leisurely into the shop with a bag in one hand.Wu Ze waited a little further away.After about five minutes, Lao Tie came out of the store.There is nothing in the baggage.

"How about it?" "It will work, I think." The two waited for another twenty minutes, and then Wu Ze was replaced.He carefully arranged his suit and walked to the same store. "welcome." The owner of the shop seemed a little eccentric.Wu Ze nodded lightly as a gesture, and wandered around the store.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the tableware shelf with interest for a while, then walked away with a slightly regretful expression.He knew that the shop owner was watching his expression from the elevated seat inside.Wu Ze walked over to the shopkeeper. "You don't seem to collect much porcelain here?" The shopkeeper nodded. "That's not a good price." "right." Wu Ze showed a slightly contemptuous look, and the owner seemed a little bored, so he looked away.Wu Ze looked around the shopkeeper.A low table, a ledger, a few pieces of chewing gum, a ballpoint pen without a case, next to the low table—— There is.The incense burner just now was placed casually on the tatami.Wu Ze leaned forward toward the censer, his eyes narrowed. "Is that incense burner...for sale?" The owner of the store asked with a surprised look: "Censer?" He followed Wu Ze's line of sight. "Ah, is this a censer? The guy just said it was an ashtray or something." "Is it for sale?" Wu Ze asked again, almost preempting the shopkeeper's words.The shopkeeper shook his head. "No. It's not for sale yet." "What is it not?" "Well, in fact, the customer just now said that he wanted to sell it and put it here. I said that there is no way to put a price on something that is not from the manufacturer, but the customer still said that he wanted to sell it earlier and insisted on me buying it. He asked me to think about it anyway. price, and then hurried out.” "Why did that guest sell this thing?" "He said he would think of his deceased wife or something. That man seems to have remarried recently, and the new wife is not happy, so he won't let him stay at home again." "Ah ha ha……" Wu Ze probed again to observe the incense burner carefully. "There is such a good thing, I really can't believe it... Can you help me see? Is there a mark of 'Wu Zhai' or something under the lion's belly?" "Oh." The owner turned the incense burner over and looked at it for a while through the reading glasses. "No... what kind of word, there seems to be..." "Hey." Wu Ze made a voice from deep in his throat. "Please show me." Wu Ze took the censer from the shopkeeper, and watched it over and over for a while.From top to bottom, front to back.Especially the printed part, I read and read carefully, whispering "Wushai" and "Ono Wusai" from time to time. Finally, Wu Ze raised his head and asked the shopkeeper directly: "How about two hundred thousand?" "……what?" "Can you sell this thing to me for 200,000 yuan?" The owner looked at Wu Ze dumbfounded.Takezawa explained to him: "In the late Edo period, there was a famous Mino ware maker called Ono Musai. Although he was not a world-class famous figure, he was very popular in the circle of porcelain collectors. This thing is sure It’s Wusai’s work, that’s right. Kiseto’s lion-shaped incense burner. The right eye of the lion is a little bigger than the left eye, so it should be his later work.” "Ah, is...is that so..." "How about two hundred thousand?" "Oh, this, it's not for sale..." Although the shopkeeper said so, Wu Ze knew that his nose already smelled money.His eyes were no longer steady, he wandered between Wu Ze and the incense burner for a while, and finally tentatively proposed a plan. "The guest just said that he will come again after noon. Can you wait until then?" "Oops, I'm going to Masuko's place right now. There's a ceramics promotion association meeting. So, it's best to-" Wu Ze made a gesture to take out his wallet from the inside pocket of his suit, but the shopkeeper hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands to stop him. "This, um, after all, it's only here for valuation, and it can't be sold yet..." Wu Ze made a regretful expression and let out a long sigh. "Then we can only spend some time. I will come again after the association meeting is over. If there are other customers who want to buy this incense burner before then, please call me. Let me negotiate with him directly." Wu Ze borrowed a note and a pen, and scribbled a mobile phone number.The shopkeeper looked at Wu Ze with a slight smile on his face, both puzzled and delighted.After Wu Ze finished writing, he nodded slightly to the owner and left the shop.When he returned to the place just now, Lao Tie seemed to be getting impatient. "How about it?" "It should work." The next step is to wait for a while, and then the old iron will go into the store and ask "how much can it sell for?"The shopkeeper knew that the incense burner in his hand could sell for 200,000 yuan, so he would naturally buy it at a corresponding price.fifty thousand?One hundred thousand? ——How much depends on the greediness of the shopkeeper.If you pay 50,000, the shopkeeper can earn 150,000.If you pay 100,000, the shop owner can earn 100,000—of course, Wu Ze will not go to that shop again.As soon as Lao Tie got the cash, he immediately said goodbye to that store. The two bought tea and rice balls at the convenience store, hid in the back alley, and ate while passing the time.After noon, Lao Tie walked to the pawnshop again.Just like before, Wu Ze was waiting for him a little further away. You can walk out of the store with the money in ten minutes at most, Wu Ze thought.But the old iron didn't come back for a long time. "It's so slow..." Looking at his watch, Wu Ze was suddenly a little uneasy.It has been fifteen minutes since Lao Tie entered the store.Could it be that this trick has been exposed?Lao Tie was caught by the shopkeeper and is being questioned?Wu Ze peeked around and was taken aback.A policeman emerged from the mixed traffic on the sidewalk.It was the pawnshop where the policeman went. "Hey..." Wu Ze's legs subconsciously took half a step back.Should I turn around and run away, or observe for a while? —Fortunately the policeman just passed the pawn shop and walked on.It doesn't seem to be directed at myself. False alarm. After a few more minutes, Lao Tie finally came out of the shop.Wearing a kimono, Lao Tie walked slowly towards Takezawa, like Prince Shotoku, with a strange expression on his face.Seeing that expression, Wu Ze was finally relieved.Every time he wants to hold back his complacency, Lao Tie must have that expression. Coming to Wu Ze, Lao Tie secretly showed Wu Ze the cash in the sleeve of the kimono.Counting with your eyes, there are a total of eight 10,000 yuan banknotes. "Hey, not too bad." "That's an insatiable shopkeeper. He said 60,000 as soon as he opened his mouth. He knew he could sell 200,000, that bastard." "Yes. Run now." The two left the vicinity of the pawn shop side by side and blended into the crowd. "It's so late, I'm worried." "From 60,000 to 80,000, it took a lot of lip service." "Speaking of it old man, Ono Wusai is pretty good. No matter how you say it, it sounds bluffing." "And it makes sense." Said this quite proudly, and the old iron announced eight English letters. ONOMUSAY—I see. "It's obvious to tell the shopkeeper that this thing is very cheap." "Yes." The two walked towards the station.

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