Feng Yi also thought that this guy was playing the violin like a chicken and was deliberately teasing him.
However, by analyzing the emotional information molecules emitted by the other party, Feng Yi discovered:
This person is really intoxicated and is almost immersed in his own world when playing the violin.
The joy is real joy, the kind of joy that comes from the heart surrounds the whole body.
But in this room, Feng Yi, as a listener, only felt torture!
Mr. Zou probably has a tuning device installed in his ear. The sound of his erhu playing is automatically tuned to a perfect form in his ear, which is why he has no idea about his own playing skills! !
Feng Yi sat on a wooden bench with a slightly dazed look on his face, wondering how to express himself more tactfully, when he saw Mr. Zou in the wheelchair in front of him had changed his guitar and was about to start.
Feng Yi got so excited that his body swayed and the wooden bench made a "cracking" sound.
Feng Yi quickly stood up.
Mr. Zou also heard the cracking sound of the wooden stool. When he turned his eyes, he saw the crack on the wooden stool.
Mr. Zou was stunned. He never expected that his wooden bench would be so fragile. Could it be that it had reached its expiration date
"Maybe it's been used for a long time and is not sturdy enough. There's a stool over there that can be moved over. I bought it last year," said Mr. Zou.
Feng Yi glanced at the stool Mr. Zou pointed to, but did not go over to get it.
Of course he knew what happened to the stool that had just cracked after he sat on it.
Just now, my feet were hanging in the air, and my whole body weight was on the wooden stool. The wooden stool really couldn't bear the weight of more than 300 pounds. It was okay when I was sitting on it, but it would not work if it shook.
Having already broken one stool, Feng Yi was too embarrassed to break another one. Moreover, if the second one also broke, Mr. Zou would definitely suspect him.
But he can't just stand there. The customer is in a wheelchair, and he has to stand and look down at the customer, forcing the customer to keep his head up when talking. This is disrespectful.
Feng Yi glanced around and his eyes landed on an object in the corner.
"Can I sit there?" Feng Yi said, pointing to the corner.
Mr. Zou turned his wheelchair and looked over. There was a wooden block in the corner.
This wooden stool is quite old and was passed down from his grandfather.
Nowadays, the requirements for felling are very strict, and this kind of wooden block is hard to find, but the control is not as strict as that of python skin. Moreover, when his grandfather bought this wooden block, he only spent about 200 yuan, and the wood is not good, so it is not worth collecting.
But the wooden stool was left by his grandfather after all, so Mr. Zou kept it and took care of it from time to time.
This wooden stud, like the erhu in his hand, is a collectible but also practical.
only…
This wooden block is wide and thick enough, but too short. He usually uses it to place things and serves as a display stand.
"Isn't the wooden pier too short?" said Mr. Zou.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just sit on this. I really like this wooden stool." Feng Yi said.
Strong enough!
Able to bear his weight of more than 300 kilograms!
When you sit on it, you can dangle your feet in the air and swing however you want!
Feng Yi brought the wooden stool over and sat on it.
Since Feng Yi said so, Zou Fan stopped trying to persuade him. Just watching Feng Yi sitting on it was like watching an adult sitting on a children's stool. Wouldn't it be tiring to bend your legs like this
No matter how good Feng Yi's identification ability is, guests are welcome, and it would be too rude to treat them like this.
Like bullying.
He wouldn't treat a stranger like this, let alone this person was introduced by Lu Yue.
Zou Fan would not leave the guests without even a stool to sit on.
"Or I'll call my assistant and ask him to send up a stool. He's in the study downstairs," said Mr. Zou.
"No, no, let's continue." Feng Yi said.
After the appraisal, he went back to swim. I rented a swimming pool for a month, so I had to hurry up and train.
Seeing that Feng Yi did not look reluctant, Mr. Zou withdrew his attention, held his second erhu, gathered his emotions, and prepared to begin.
It can be seen that Mr. Zhou was still in high spirits, but Feng Yi held back and interrupted him before he started playing the violin.
Pull it again and suffer again
I wonder if my ears will be irritated and distorted if I listen to it a few more times!
"Mr. Zou, please wait a moment. To save your time, I can tell you my appraisal results now."
Feng Yi continued under Mr. Zou's surprised gaze, "Mr. Zou, I am different from you. I have limited talent, I don't understand music, and I don't know the good and the bad. You who understand music can rely on listening, but I am different. I rely on identifying the leather.
"I can only identify it from the leather. As for the wood and other details, I don't know. So I can only identify the leather, not the wood, and therefore I can't accurately identify its price."
After listening to this, Mr. Zou nodded slowly, agreeing with Feng Yi's statement, "Indeed, you laymen cannot tell the pros and cons of them from their timbre.
Mr. Zou reluctantly put down the erhu in his hand and said, "Okay, then tell me about the differences in their leather materials."
Feng Yi's expression straightened up. "The leather materials used for these five guitars are, from left to right, Medusa 7th generation leather, 6th generation, 6th generation, unknown material, and... sheepskin."
Mr. Zou looked at the five musical instruments, then looked at Feng Yi, and laughed out loud with a look of surprise.
"You really are just like what Lu Yue said, I can tell what kind of skin it is at a glance!"
Although Feng Yi does not have any certification from any authoritative organization, his ability to identify leather is indeed unmatched. At least among the people Zou Fan has met, Feng Yi ranks first.
Well worth the high remuneration!
In that case…
"Come with me."
Zou Fan controlled the wheelchair and came to an inconspicuous small door in the collection room.
After opening it, Feng Yi saw the collection inside.
Those placed outside can be seen by outsiders, while those placed in the dark room are generally not shown to outsiders. Some important objects are placed in it.
Zou Fan took out a long box, put on gloves, opened it, and took out the erhu from the box.
“This is it.”
Feng Yi looked at the piano.
He couldn't identify the wood, nor could he tell its age from the details, but the leather on the piano told Feng Yi a lot of information.
Thinking of Lu Yue's reminder, Feng Yi pondered how to organize his words so that he could express them more tactfully.
Zou Fan glanced at Feng Yi, as if he could see what Feng Yi was thinking, and said with a faint smile: "Just say it directly."
Feng Yi took a deep breath and said, "The cover of this zither doesn't look real."
After saying that, Feng Yi observed Zhou Fan's expression and found that the big man's expression did not change. Instead, he nodded calmly.
Feng Yi used his super sensitive sense of smell to analyze the smell information in the air that represented emotional changes.
No changes.
This person was as calm inside as he looked outside, and there was not much emotional fluctuation in his heart.
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows.
This is different from what Lu Yue said!
Either Mr. Zhou did not value the piano as much as he said, or the development of the situation was always under the control of Mr. Zou, so he was not in a hurry.
Judging from Mr. Zou's expression when he talked about the erhu just now and his fascination with playing the instrument, the former possibility is very small. This person really likes the erhu, so he must care about the instrument.
If it is the second case, since everything is already under his control, why did he call me here for identification
Feng Yi had some doubts in his mind, but he didn't ask. He just wanted to take the money and do the job, and there was no need to be overly curious.
"What is leather?" asked Zou Fan.
"The seventh generation of Medusa." Feng Yi replied.
"The leather is from the seventh generation, which means it wasn't copied for long."
Zou Fan called the assistant downstairs and asked him to come up and hand him the piano.
"Send it for appraisal, expedited, and get it appraised for damage. Call the police once the results are in."
"yes."
The assistant didn't ask a single question, nor did he show any extra expression. He took the piano, put it in a box, and left with the box.
Feng Yi wondered if he had completed his task for the day, how satisfied was the customer, and whether he should be paid.
Just as he was about to give a reminder, Zou Fan asked, "I heard from Lu Yue that you followed the scientific expedition team into the mountains and forests for two months some time ago?"
Feng Yi didn't understand why Zou Fan asked this, but he still replied: "Yes, I have been investigating in the Nanchong Nature Reserve for two months."
There is nothing to hide, you can find out if you just check.
"Your main target for this expedition is snakes?"
"Yes. Mr. Zou is interested in this?"
"I have been following the news on this. I also read the news about the scientific expedition team of the Nanchong Nature Reserve. The number of snakes found by your Nan 6 team this time is more than before."
"It's just that we were lucky this time. Overall, the number of snakes in the Nanchong Nature Reserve is still small." Feng Yi replied.
This time, it was because Feng Yi followed the scientific expedition team. He could recognize the scent of snakes, which increased the team's chances of finding snakes.
If it weren't for Feng Yi, the number of snakes discovered by South 6 Team would actually be similar to that in the past few years, except that the Burmese python and king cobra might have been missed.
Zou Fan asked again: "Do you think the strictest protection laws may be relaxed in the short term?"
"How short is short term?" Feng Yi asked.
Zou Fan seemed to be estimating something. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "40 years. Is it possible to relax the restrictions within 40 years?"
Feng Yi recalled the conversation between Professor Zhou and others during the scientific expedition to the Nanchong Nature Reserve.
"Difficult." Feng Yi said.
Zou Fan showed obvious disappointment on his face.
Seeing this, Feng Yi thought about Zou Fan's previous words and deeds and had some guesses in his mind.
The atmosphere in the room became silent.
After a while, Zou Fan let out a long sigh, as if he was talking to Feng Yi, or as if he was sighing to himself:
"When I was a child, I listened to an old man playing the erhu. He said that the erhu is a spiritual object, an instrument that combines the essence of heaven and earth. It has the spirituality of animals and plants, and every tiny change will affect its timbre..."
In Zou Fan’s opinion, imitation leather is imitation leather and cannot replace real leather!
Even if the sounds produced are very similar, there is no spirituality!
Feng Yi also heard that this person had been holding on to this obsession, wondering when the strictest protection law would be repealed or relaxed so that he could make a python leather harp of his own!
But now there are too few wild pythons, and the strictest protection law is still like a knife hanging above the warning line, ready to strike anyone who attempts to cross this line at any time.
The Joint Security Bureau also keeps a close eye on the situation and has been following up on cases such as poaching and smuggling.
As an ambitious and successful businessman, Zou Fan cannot have such a black spot.
For example, when Lu Yue found out that he had been cheated and that the watch he was wearing and the wallet he was holding were made of real snakeskin, he didn't dare to let anyone know and could only deal with it secretly.
In this kind of environment, no matter what you think in your heart, you must not be tainted by this kind of black spot!
For erhu made of wild old python skin, if you lose one, it will be one less.
We don’t know what the future will hold, but at this stage, it is unlikely that there will be any wild old python skin erhu in the short term. Even if there are any, no one would dare to put them on the table, and there is no record of their existence.
It is for this reason that the old python leather erhu from decades ago, which has no practical value and can only be regarded as handicrafts and collectibles, are sold at such a high price on the black market. In addition to the fact that the wood and leather are difficult to replicate, there are also some added values. For example, if the erhu was used by a famous artist, the added value is definitely higher.
Therefore, if the erhu left by Mr. Zou were put on the black market, the price would definitely not be low.
But seeing how calm Zou Fan was, it was obvious that he already knew the whereabouts of the zither, and asking Feng Yi to come over was probably just a formality, to show it to outsiders. The zither would most likely not end up on the black market.
Feng Yi was quite impressed to see Zou Fan quickly adjust his mood and get rid of the regret and sigh.
"You have a really good attitude." Feng Yi said.
Zou Fan smiled calmly, "I have been in business for 20 years and have experienced many ups and downs. Life is not perfect. There are joys and regrets. Just be open-minded. Besides, playing the violin can improve one's moral character and make one peaceful and harmonious."
Feng Yi did not reach this state of mind when he first learned piano from his teacher, so he still admires those who use the piano to cultivate their character.
Like the Mr. Zou in front of me, he has the temperament of a big boss. He remains calm even when facing a huge challenge and can handle everything with a smile.
Of course, we have to ignore his piano skills.
Putting aside his piano skills, this guy still has the aura of a big boss. Lu Yue still underestimated him.
"Feng Yi, how big is the largest python you have ever seen in the wild?" Zou Fan asked.
"In the wild?"
"Well, not the ones in the zoo."
"In the wild, it's the five-meter-long Burmese python that we caught in the Nanchong Nature Reserve with the scientific expedition team this year." Feng Yi said.
"Five meters..."
As Zou Fan spoke, he opened his dark room and took something out of a safe.
"This is what my grandfather left me. He said he would make me a zither and the python skin was ready. Unfortunately, when it was about to be made, the strictest protection law was introduced and the control was extremely strict. The zither maker didn't dare to take it, so it has been put on hold."
Zou Fan unfolded the roll of python skin.
"It's also a wild python skin of about 5 meters, but it will be longer after leathermaking. When the python was alive, it was probably not as big as the one you mentioned. What do you think of this skin? Compared with the python skin now?"
Looking at the unfolded python skin, Zou Fan's eyes were filled with memories.
Feng Yi’s face froze.
"this… "
Zou Fan came back to his senses and smiled faintly, "Don't get me wrong, this python skin was obtained before the strictest protection law was introduced, and it has been certified, so it will not be traded."
Feng Yi still said nothing.
Zou Fan thought of something and said with an apologetic smile: "Excuse me! I shouldn't show you this!"
Most of those who can follow the scientific expedition team into the mountains have a strong awareness of protecting wild animals, and would be disgusted if they suddenly see these.
Zou Fan originally just wanted Feng Yi to help take a look. After all, the skin of wild pythons is different from that of wild pythons. They live in different times and in different living environments, so the skins must be different.
It's a pity to waste such good python skin. If it is kept for too long, it will not be suitable for making a guitar. He just keeps it as a thought.
Zou Fan carefully rolled up the python skin and said, "I'm really sorry, I just wanted to ask about the difference between the python skin in the past and the python skin now, and I didn't consider your feelings."
Feng Yi was confused: "... But this skin is fake."
Zou Fan paused in rolling up the python skin.
"What did you say?"
"This skin is not real python skin." Feng Yi said seriously.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
After a while.
"Mr. Zou! Mr. Zou, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Yi rushed out the door and shouted:
"Hey! Downstairs!! Your boss fainted!!!"