Seeing that a big sale had come in, the shop owner stopped attending to the other customers and had his wife, who came over with a beaming smile, say:
"To be honest, this set of knives on the counter is the last one. Master Lu is no longer making knives. I'll give you a discount of thirty yuan to take them all."
Qiao Xiaoni felt it was very expensive, knowing that thirty yuan was equivalent to a month's salary.
Su Chenhao: "Boss, your price is too high. Even if it is a knife made by Master Lu, it should only cost twenty yuan at most."
The boss raised his hand and pointed as if he were very angry, then patted his chest and said:
"How can you say this price is expensive? Master Lu doesn't make knives anymore, and I managed to snag this last set."
This price is absolutely reasonable. If you're not buying, the door's over there; good luck on your way.
He was very firm in his stance, believing that good knives would find buyers sooner or later and would eventually be sold.
Qiao Xiaoni became interested in the so-called Master Lu, so she wasn't angry and continued:
"Boss, from what you're saying, is this Master Lu very powerful?"
The shop owner casually picked up a knife and brandished it: "Of course, he's 65 years old this year and has been making knives for decades. He makes all his knives by hand, and this blade can chop bones with ease, just like cutting vegetables."
Qiao Xiaoni looked at the blade and saw that it was indeed very sharp, gleaming white in the sunlight: "You said the price is too expensive, we really can't accept it."
Su Chenhao knew his wife wanted this set of knives: "Boss, I'm a friend of Seventh Master. Could you do me a favor and give me a discount?"
"Oh my, so you're Lao Qi's friend!" The shopkeeper put down his knife. "Why didn't you say so earlier? If you're his friend, I'll give you an extra ten yuan off. You can take everything for twenty yuan."
Su Chenhao was truly surprised; he had only mentioned it casually, but it actually worked. It seemed that Zheng Qi had been doing quite well these past few years.
Qiao Xiaoni took out the money, counted it, and put twenty yuan on the counter: "Count it and then help us wrap up the knives."
I want those wooden boxes too; put them all inside.
The shopkeeper smiled and accepted the money. He then put the knives in the box, found a cardboard box, and arranged them in order inside: "I didn't lie to you. This set of knives is Master Lu's final work."
He's too old to do it anymore; if it weren't for our past relationship, he wouldn't have ended up in my hands.
"You'll see once you take them home and use them; you'll know whether I'm lying to you or not."
Qiao Xiaoni was very satisfied with the price; twenty yuan bought her so many knives, enough for the shop's needs. If it weren't just this one set, she would have liked to buy several more!
The shop owner tied the rope, then thought for a moment that he couldn't just listen to their hype, so he came out from behind the counter:
“I happen to be free right now, so I'll go with you guys to say hello to Lao Qi and invite him over for a couple of drinks tonight. That guy's always busy, it's been a long time since I've had a drink with him.”
Just from hearing this, you can tell their relationship is special. Su Chenhao picked up the suitcase on the counter.
"Then you can come with us. It's been a long time since I've seen him, and I didn't know where to find him. Luckily, I ran into you."
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