Chapter 272 The harp given by Mr. Nie
"Yes." Qiao Nian looked around and saw no one in the living room. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
Gu San seemed to see her doubts and smiled quickly: "Master Wan, Mr. Jiang and the young master are cooking noodles for you in the kitchen. The longevity noodles need to be eaten freshly to be delicious. They are still making them. You It may have to wait a little longer.”
When Qiao Niannian heard about longevity noodles, he went downstairs with a sigh, took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and just drank two sips.
Gu San came over and handed her something.
"Miss Qiao, after you left, the waiter at Shuixiexuan said that an old gentleman had left something with them, saying it was a birthday gift for you. Since he couldn't find you, he asked them to give it to you on his behalf. Let me see that It looks like a musical instrument."
Qiao Nian's beautiful eyebrows knitted together when she heard this, and then she remembered that she was too busy settling accounts with Qiao Ai and forgot that she had made an appointment with someone.
Now let the pigeons go.
Qiao Nian had a headache and asked him, "Where do you put the things?"
Gu Sannu pursed her lips: "The living room. Mr. Wan said you would definitely look for that gift when you woke up, so he brought it back."
"Do you want to see it?"
As he spoke, he didn't waste any time. He quickly found out the things and handed them to Qiao Nian. He said with emotion: "I originally thought this thing was a harp, but later I heard Mr. Wan say that it's not a harp, but some kind of domestic classical instrument." .What is it called..."
Those two words were quite complicated, and he had forgotten them.
Qiao Nian looked at what he brought. The brown wood grain was simple and low-key. It had a semi-circular arc design and looked very similar to a Western harp.
But if you look closely, you can see subtle differences between the two.
Compared with the harp, this strange instrument has a few fewer chords, and unlike the Western harp, the body of this instrument is entirely made of wood grain, with a longer tail, and the burnt yellow wood grain looks like it has been burned. cut.
Qiao Nian brought the things over and her voice was a little hoarse: "Honghou."
When she said this, Gu San suddenly clapped his hands and remembered: "Yes, yes, it's a harp, Mr. Wan also said this is a harp!" He looked at the calm-looking girl in confusion, and asked curiously: "Qiao Miss, can you still play this?”
Since it's a birthday gift, it's impossible to give something that can only be seen but not used.
But he remembered that not many people in Honghou could do it.
Qiao Nian had already seen a small ancient Chinese character carved with a knife at the tail of the piano body - Nie.
She walked to the sofa with her things and said casually: "...I know a little bit."
Gu Santing asked curiously: "Is this piano particularly expensive?"
Qiao Nian was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to ask this question. Her black eyelashes lowered a little as if she was thinking.
Finally, I came to the conclusion: "It's okay, not particularly expensive."
The price of a single wheel of a phoenix-tailed harp in this condition may be in the seven figures.
But if you add in the additional value, such as the word Nie written on the tail, it will cost about eight figures.
Eight figures is neither cheap nor expensive to her.
Gu San misunderstood. Seeing how calm she was, and looking at the tail of the piano, which looked like it was burned out, he instinctively understood it as hundreds of dollars, and couldn't help but sigh: "...it doesn't look like it's bigger. The more valuable the thing becomes.”
This instrument looks so big, but it turns out it’s not as expensive as an erhu.
The person who gave the gift was too stingy. He gave something so hard to get, but it only cost a few hundred yuan!
As soon as Qiao Nian saw his expression, he knew that the price he thought of must be different from what he said. Just when he was about to explain, the person in the kitchen came out——
(End of chapter)