Chapter 362

The next day, the lively atmosphere in the restaurant cooled down slightly, but there were not as many people as before. After drinking for three months, many people were no longer rich in their pockets. They began to go into the mountains to sell information, and everyone began to run for a living.

Even so, there are still one or two tables of people drinking in the restaurant. Murong Ziyi came downstairs, looked around, and then found a vacant seat to sit down. She has seen this situation many times. At night, it will be lively again.

She ordered some ordinary meals and ate them silently.

"Miss Ziyi!" A person drinking over there suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Murong Ziyi looked up and wondered.

"Mr. Mo hasn't been online for three months. Are you all right?" The man said.

Murong Ziyi said, "It's okay."

At this time, a man smiled and said, "You boy, find a better reason to talk to him. Mr. Mo has been offline for three months, and the real time is only three days."

Murong Ziyi smiled and said, "They are all out. Aren't you going to make money?"

"Don't worry, Ziyi, we still have a lot of savings. They didn't work hard last year, so they have no money now." One person said with a smile.

"Ouch, you have a lot of savings. Why don't you invite me this meal?" One person smiled narrowly.

"Get out of here!" The man said angrily.

Suddenly, a bright laugh rose in the pub. Although the number of people was small, the joy and excitement remained unchanged.

For this, Murong Ziyi smiled. She was a little reluctant to live this kind of life, but she felt that it was not bad to live here all her life.

After laughing, one person suddenly said, "Miss Ziyi, you can play the piano, right?"

Murong Ziyi nodded and said, "I know a little."

"Just in time, I'm going to buy a piano for my sister. She is also a pianist. Can you help me see how this piano is?" The man took out a harp.

Murong Ziyi nodded and said, "Yes, but wait for me to finish eating first."

When the man saw that Murong Ziyi was willing to help, he nodded repeatedly and said repeatedly, "You eat first, you eat first."

Everyone was not noisy for a while. They knew that Murong Ziyi was the most talented woman in the world, and she was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They have already learned the painting skills, which is really amazing. Mr. Wen is even more fascinated by this and almost knelt down to worship his teacher.

However, I haven't seen the other three chess books. At this moment, I am curious about how beautiful the piano sound of the first talented woman in the world can be.

About half an hour later, Murong Ziyi hurriedly finished eating, picked up the lyre, played it a few times, listened to the sound, looked at the material, nodded and said, "This organ is made of sandalwood, and the texture of the strings is quite good. I'm afraid it's expensive."

The man laughed and said, "My sister hasn't received a decent gift since she was a child. Of course, it's better to give her a gift for the first time."

"This piano should come from the hands of the world's first piano craftsman. How did you get it?" Murong Ziyi gently stroked the piano body and said.

The man opened his mouth and fell to the ground with the wine glass in his hand. It took a long time to say, saying, "I thought I was cheated by a profiteer, but I didn't expect that it was the hand of that tooth period. It was worth investing so much money!" I don't know how happy my sister can be!" In the end, he couldn't help smiling.

"However, although this is the arm of the tooth period, it should be his early work. I had a relationship with him. Speaking of the piano he made and looking at the shape, this piano should be "Langxia", which was made when he was promoted to the master of the dental period." Murong Ziyi said.

The man was already very happy. Murong Ziyi said, "How much did you spend on it?"

"One thousand...one thousand gold." The man said.

"Wow! Are you crazy? Did you buy a piano for 1,000 yuan? His friend next to him said in surprise. The rest of the people also sighed.

The man scratched his head shyly and said, "I just want to give my sister a better gift."

Murong Ziyi smiled and said, "It seems that your heart has touched the world. The market price of this piano should be 50,000 taels of gold. If it is some crazy collectors, it should be able to win 200,000 gold."

"What..." The man had opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, and the rest of the people were surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

Murong Ziyi covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Don't be so surprised."

"No... No, can a piano be sold at this price?" A strong man closed his chin with his hand and said reluctantly.

Murong Ziyi nodded and said, "Yes, now it's completely okay to sell Mr. Wen's paintings for 10,000 taels of gold. If Mr. Wen draws more and becomes famous in the future, his paintings are estimated to have six digits.

"Bum" one person fainted instantly. The six-digit price, even their group of men, couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. It will take them at least three years to earn so much money, but at this time, they only need a picture.

"Miss Ziyi, how much can you sell your painting?" One person asked.

Murong Ziyi frowned: "Well, I don't remember much. Let me think about it." She turned over her backpack, then nodded her chin and thought about it, and then said, "I forgot the details. I only remember that I sold three million or seven million paintings that I had been promoted to the master level. I forgot..."

Suddenly, a group of people fell to the ground.

Seven digits!

Suddenly, there was only one thought in everyone's heart: it turned out that Miss Ziyi was a rich woman!

Murong Ziyi added, "In fact, there are not so many paintings at ordinary times. The painting when breaking through the ranks is generally the best and most memorable, so it can be sold at such a high price."

It took a long time for everyone to stabilize their emotions, and one person said, "It turns out that life and career make so much money..."

Murong Ziyi smiled and said, "Actually, it's not that simple. Generally, only things that break through the master level and master level are more valuable. If we are a cultural sub-professional."

"That's great. With seven digits, I may not be able to earn three million in my life." One person sighed.

"Miss Ziyi, do you play the piano for others?" One said.

Murong Ziyi said, "I've played it."

"How much is the appearance fee?" The man said curiously.

Murong Ziyi shook her head and said, "This is not charged. Once the sound of the piano is stained with the smell of copper, no matter how powerful the pianist is, the last thing that pops out is just a mortal sound, which is not easy to hear. However, the sister of the Rose League invited me before, but I didn't agree.

"What's their price?" The man asked again.

"I don't remember much. What I said at that time should be two million a song." Murong Ziyi recalled it carefully and said.

"Boom!" This time, even everyone's stools turned over with them.

Another seven-digit number!

And two million in one song, how easy is this money to make!

People are more popular than people, and they have to throw away goods.

What's wrong with this sense of loss? The annual income of such a large group of old men is not as good as a delicate girl who plays a song.

This is so tricky!