Hu Shuo came back on a motorcycle and stopped the car. While parking, he said to Bian Rui and others: "This car is good, it's so comfortable to ride. Bian Rui, you should also get a car like this. It's especially suitable for you to ride when you are spinning around the village. It's too tiring to ride a big bike back and forth."

Bian Rui smiled and said, "Forget it! Not good!"

Although this car doesn't cost much money, it's definitely uncomfortable to ride such a little sheep like Bian Rui, with his feet on the ground and his legs bent.

He said this and didn't use a car, but Bian Rui was indeed moved by Hu Shuo. He had to ride a cruise around the village. Not to mention whether to pretend or not, the key is that it is hard to do it, and it is not flexible in turning on the mountain road.

After thinking about this, I thought about getting a smaller car. As a small Indian fan, I naturally had to choose from Indians. Hebianrui asked for two models, one was a scout and the other was ftr. Finally, I thought about it and felt that ftr was more suitable for roads in the mountains.

When he thought of paying for a new motorcycle, Bian Rui unfolded a self-criticism deep in his heart that lasted for a few seconds. He mainly despised himself for the jujube in his hands. The money for selling the piano was only about 200,000 yuan. A ftr was not cheap. The price of a naked car was more than 190,000 yuan. It was 300,000 yuan to land. If you choose a color scheme, that guy will have more than 250,000 yuan.

After criticizing himself for a few seconds, Bian Rui exonerated himself again: It’s just a spending to make money, so he became more and more at ease.

"The parts are coming quite quickly. It's only a few days?" Bian Rui said to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan said: "It's not far from Mingzhu. I ordered that day and I packed the parts and sent them to me. I didn't choose any top-notch accessories. I arrived yesterday afternoon. Your classmate notified me and I went to install it. My motorcycle is pretty good on this mountain road. The main thing is that it has better shock absorption..."

After hearing this, Zhou Zheng said, "Didn't you expect you to be a master of mechanics?"

"I have been playing motorcycles for a long time. My cousin often hangs with him when he didn't go abroad. He plays with modifications, so I learned a little," Yan Lan explained to Zhou Zheng.

After saying that, he said to Bian Rui, "Bian Rui, I have brought you a gift!"

As he said that, he walked back to the motorcycle, reached out to uncover the mat of the tailpipe, took out a blue half-helmet from it, and handed it to Bian Rui: "Thank you for helping me send the things back to Mingzhu."

Bian Rui reached out and took the helmet to his hand, and said with a smile: "What a polite thing, something casual!"

"False! Don't take it if you have the ability!"

As soon as Bian Rui received it, Hu Shuo took it over and began to look at the half-helmet on his hand.

This helmet is not an original Indian factory, but is produced by a small European factory. Although it is produced by a small factory, it does not mean that the quality is not good. Let's put it this way, the helmet factory is particularly cool in shape and the quality is first-class, second-class top-notch, and the main thing is cost-effective. Helmets that are more expensive than it have personality, and those that are more unique than it have beautiful prices, because their helmets are quite popular among cruise riders.

The helmet given by Yan Lan is like a skeleton, and the goggles are all eye holes.

"Stay for lunch?" Bian Rui said to Yan Lan.

It's a bit too much for someone to come and give gifts to a meal.

Yan Lan looked at the watch in her hand: "No, I still have class in the afternoon. I guess I can't go back if I have a meal with you for one or two o'clock."

"We don't drink at noon! There are so many people left behind," said Zhou Zheng.

Before Yan Lan could speak, the voice of Bian Rui's sixth uncle came from there.

"Xiao Rui!"

"Sixth Uncle!" Bian Rui saw that Sixth Uncle was coming, and he put a gauze apron on his shoulder, carrying a large piece of lamb chops on his apron, and hurried out of the vegetable garden and came to Sixth Uncle, and reached out to take the lamb chops.

"Just just inform me to pick it up, why do you have to send it here?" Bian Rui said to Uncle Twelve with embarrassment.

Uncle Twelve said: "What's this? Besides, I have something to discuss with you."

After hearing this, Bian Rui directly carried the lamb chops in his hand, and walked into the yard with Uncle Twelve. The uncle and nephew started chatting while walking. After a few words, Bian Rui understood that Uncle Twelve wanted to ask Bian Rui Mingzhu's price for mountain goods. His fifteenth brother wanted to transport the mountain goods here to Mingzhu, preparing to make a difference.

Bian Rui calculated the fees on the road for Uncle Twelve, and said that he didn't recommend Brother Fifteen to do this business. Mingzhu is actually no different from other cities. It is natural and simple like Bian Rui, and it is self-produced and sold. However, if you just sell it, it is really unprofitable. First, you have to go through every link of transportation, storage, sales, etc., and the key is trouble. Those who have done this business understand that if you offend it, you will not be able to get it.

Uncle Twelve thought about it and did not give Bian Rui a positive answer, whether to do it or not. However, Bian Rui did not persuade him too much. Just click on this thing, and he would even think that you would not make you rich.

After seeing off his twelfth uncle, Bian Rui chopped the lamb chops and marinated them with ingredients to remove the fishy fish. Then he returned to his parents' house to get a freshly killed rooster, and also took a two or three kilograms of big fish from his uncle's house next to him.

Take these back and the main courses for noon today will be all alive.

When he returned to the yard, Zhou Zheng and others arranged to choose vegetables and work. Bian Rui himself killed fish and marinated fish and chicken, and at the same time put the marinated lamb chops and lamb bones in a pot and blanched them.

Just as Bian Rui and others were busy working, Fu Qingxu and the others had already walked into the village. Now the three of them felt very uncomfortable because they were following five or six native dogs, following four or five meters behind them like hanging boots, staring at the three of them without saying a word.

Fu Qingxu stopped and looked back at the dogs behind him, and found that they also stopped, and then stared at him with pairs of dog eyes.

"I now feel like I'm going to a supermarket, but I'm staring at it by the supermarket clerks like a thief!" Fu Qingxu said with a wry smile.

A person next to him chuckled softly: "It's already good. If you follow me and scream, it's going to be upset. Now we are in peace with this group of dogs!"

"I'm safe? Do you want to go into someone to get something to take a look? After all, the job of our local dogs is better. Foreign dogs are not useful at all. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer local dogs now. This village is so good that I haven't seen a single foreign dog," said another person.

"Hey, don't say it, it's true! They are all native dogs, and they look standard." Fu Qingxu was surprised to find that the dogs in this village all looked the same, and they looked like they were of the same breed.

The three of them were pulling each other, and a man with his trousers rolled up and a hat on his head came towards him. Fu Qingxu fell on the man's legs at first sight. Although this man rolled up his trousers like a farmer, his legs were really not a person who did farm work. He was so clean that he often went to the ground.

It's not just the legs, but the skin exposed outside is white and clean, so it's hard to be careful. There is also a basket on the back, which contains some green stems and leaves. I don't know if it's for feeding animals or eating them by myself. Anyway, it's full of a small basket.

Just as Fu Qingxu was wondering, someone suddenly came to speak.

"Old Fu, why are you here?"

"My God! Lao Zhu, why are you here too?"

Zhu Tongqiang was here. He was coming. He was coming back. He planted a ridge of sweet potatoes in the field. He removed the grass for the whole morning this morning. When he came back, he brought some grass back and prepared to feed sheep to his neighbors. He also picked a handful of wild vegetables and prepared to scald it with water at noon.

"I'm here to live here now, I borrowed a friend's house. After a while, my own house will be built. By the way, why are you here, Lao Fu?" Zhu Tongqiang asked.

The two are old acquaintances, and they were originally nodding in a relationship, but now they meet in a strange place and they have a little bit of a sense of meeting old friends in a foreign land. Both of them feel that they suddenly feel more enthusiastic after having such a surprise.

"I came to see Qin!" Fu Qingxu said.

On the violin, Zhu Tongqiang got to know each other and smiled and said, "It turns out that you came to see Bian Rui's Tang Qin bed, no wonder!"

"No, I've seen that piano. I came here to buy it. I bought a piano from Bian Rui. I haven't made it yet. It will take about ten or twenty days..." Fu Qingxu mentioned his own affairs to Zhu Tongqiang.

Zhu Tongqiang asked casually: "Bian Rui's piano is not cheap, right?"

Zhu Tongqiang is a part of the antique circle. He knows the price of the guqin, but he is completely disgusted with the standard of modern guqin. Now he thinks that the piano made by Bian Rui is only 60,000 to 70,000 or 70,000 to 80,000. If he knew that hundreds of thousands, he would not have asked so presumptuously in front of so many people, let alone the price of one million.

Fu Qingxu said: "It's not low, but this piano is worth the price. As long as the materials used are the best, I think compared to the Jiuxiao Huanpei, the Jingleiqin is just a lack of time-consuming infusion..."

When Fu Qingxu said how much he paid for the Qin, he not only shocked Zhu Tongqiang, but also shocked the family of three passing by. Everyone looked at Fu Qingxu in unison.

Zhu Tongqiang asked, "How many did you say? Someone still grabs millions of things?"

Fu Qingxu said: "That's not the case. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been taken away by Wen Shizhang and Yosuke Terashima. I was a little confused in my heart, but as soon as I watched Kotomi, my heart was put on."

After hearing this, Zhu Tongqiang immediately grabbed Fu Qingxu's hand and asked, "Tell me in detail!"

Originally, Zhu Tongqiang thought Bian Rui was a treasure-slutty young man, but he didn't expect that he would surprise him again.

The family next to him heard the Mingzhu words they used for a while, but they couldn't understand them, so they had to continue walking along the road.

After leaving about twenty meters, he saw someone coming out of a yard, and asked, "Sister-in-law, where did those people come from?"

"Those, that's with Xiao Shijiu in the morning, and they are Xiao Shijiu's friend." The eighth sister-in-law was holding a bowl, which contained some braised meat, which was fat and thin. She knew at a glance who was going to deliver it to. It was very common for villagers to come and go like this, and everyone was used to it.

"The piano made by Xiao Shijiu is someone buying it"

"What's so strange about this? Xiao Shijiu has been tricky since he was a child! He looks like anything he does."

"I mean his piano sold for one million!"

"What!"

When I heard this number, my sister-in-law almost threw the bowl in her hand out.

"You heard it wrong. Who is stupid enough to spend a million yuan on those boards?" Sister-in-law eight was a little disbelief.

"We heard it with our own ears!"

"This...this..."

Just like that, Xiao Shijiuyi Yidian's piano sold for one million yuan, and it soon spread in the village. Everyone was shocked when they heard it, but later many people said that this might be a joke. Someone even asked Bian Rui's mother and grandmother. The two were confused because Bian Rui had forgotten to talk about this, so they didn't know.

As soon as I saw the expressions on the faces of the two, the person who came to ask understood that they really didn't know about these two, so no one mentioned this million. The most important thing is that everyone's attention is focused on things that are more closely related to them, and they have no intention of caring about whether Bian Rui has made this million.
Chapter completed!