He went for a morning run, which helped him overcome his laziness and ensured that he would be full of energy for the whole day.
After running five laps, Li He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Ah Wang, who was running behind him, felt no pressure at all. He was puzzled by Li He's heavy breathing. Ah Wang loved coming to the park, where there were all kinds of people he liked. For a golden single dog like him, there were naturally many opportunities.
This park was equivalent to a dog matchmaking center. Many discerning dog owners had already taken a liking to Ah Wang. A good dog with such a bloodline was hard to find. They didn't care if their pups were pure or not. Even the next generation wouldn't be bad.
Li He didn't care about this matter. It was obvious that Ah Wang was taking advantage of him. When the time came, he would have children all over the world. Ah Wang was, of course, tired, but happy. Every day, he had to choose different partners, and his taste had become picky.
"Your mother doesn't have this kind of treatment." Li He felt pity for Ah Huang. But then again, Ah Huang was a female dog.
After returning home and eating breakfast, he drove to the department store. Since the last time he touched an erhu, he couldn't forget it.
"This thing is not popular now. We haven't stocked it in a long time," the salesperson said to Li He.
"Then when can you stock it?" Li He looked around. It was filled with guitars, electronic pianos, and other Western musical instruments, but there wasn't a single erhu. He suddenly realized that the era of Li Guyi had passed.
Nowadays, there were fewer and fewer people singing folk songs and folk music. Usually, the loudspeakers and tape recorders on the streets took up less and less space.
It was unknown how many pop songs were popular, but it was impossible to count them all. Although ten years was not a short period of time, no one would forget the peaks of the popular songs, some of which were still in the ascendant and were still in the ascendant.
First, people were tired of listening to the model opera. After that, Teresa Teng, who wasn't very popular in Taiwan, quietly appeared. No one had ever heard such a sweet, throaty voice and song. The hurtful lyrics made people feel embarrassed, but they still wanted to listen to it. Thus, it gradually became popular.
Han Baoyi, Gao Shengmei, Hou Dejian, and Fei Xiang came one after another. The trend of Hong Kong and Taiwan became popular.
Later on, at a certain stage, it became popular again, the craze of prisoner songs. If one did not know how to sing Zhang Xing's and Chi Zhiqiang's songs, it would seem that they were not manly enough. However, it did not take long for this trend to overturn.
Now, the rock trend of "Cui Jian" was at its peak. This kind of fanatical trend had spread from the capital to the whole country. A ticket cost 18 RMB, and even if the scalpers raised the price to 50 RMB before the concert, they still might not be able to buy one.
Li He drove to the nearby shopping mall to have a look. There were some for sale, but it didn't satisfy him. The quality of the erhu was excellent, and to a certain extent, it was worthy of its price. However, when he played the erhu, he did not hear a very good tone. Sometimes, even if the notes were tuned correctly, he would still feel that the two strings were not in line with each other. Sometimes, when he played a song, he would feel that the two strings were not in line with each other. Sometimes, when he played a high key, all kinds of noise would follow, and the tone could not be completely clean.
In the end, he did not buy it and went to another place according to his memory.
The erhu originated in the Tang Dynasty and had a history of more than a thousand years. The skin, tube, and inner chamber were all learned. Making an erhu required real skills.
At the entrance of an old alley, the car could not drive in, so he got out of the car. The entangled creepers climbed unscrupulously on the old mottled wall. Some of the tall stone blocks of the houses were used as table tennis tables by the children, and it was very lively.
Li He found the house of the zither maker according to his memory. He had bought a zither here before, but he did not know who it was.
"Who introduced you?" The zither maker's surname was Gu. He was not surprised by Li He's arrival. Although his position was remote, many people came to him because of his reputation. Therefore, he only asked Li He who introduced him.
Li He smiled and said, "Master Gu, you are so famous. There is no need to deliberately ask around. Do you have any stock? I'll take it. "
"Look at this." Master Gu pointed to the erhu on the table and said, "Try it first."
"Thank you." Li He tried to play it. The sound was mellow and pure. It felt good to the touch. He was very satisfied. "Are the stem and tube mahogany?"
He had collected so many high-end furniture at home. Influenced by what he saw and heard, he could roughly tell what kind of material was now.
"It's old furniture that was taken from the outside. You want red sandalwood, blood sandalwood, and sour branch wood. The price is different. " As soon as Master Gu saw Li He's tone, he knew he was an expert, so he didn't waste any more time talking nonsense.
"Name a price. I'll take it."
"Give me 190 yuan. This whip is python skin. It's good stuff."
"Here's the money." Li He did not hesitate and counted the money. You get what you pay for. Good stuff was naturally worth the price. If it was cheap, the market would naturally sell it for 20 or 30 yuan.
"Thank you." Master Gu took the money and was a little embarrassed. Usually, when people bought, they would have to bargain. He was also prepared to bargain. There were not many customers as straightforward as Li He. 190 yuan was not a small amount.
He relied on this skill to make a living. He would not pretend to be noble. His attitude towards customers would not be bad.
When Li He returned home, he first helped the old lady look after the child and made time for her to cook lunch.
Li Lan was playing with the cart happily. He seemed to have mastered the trick and did not wrestle much.
Li He saw that his son was so obedient and was relieved. He took some time to prepare the sound for the erhu. He made a glue stick and stuffed it between the strings and the python skin. This could better silence the sound and reduce the collapse of the python skin and the string.
Li Lan looked at his father curiously. He held the cart and looked at his father. He was very curious about the thing in his father's arms that could make sound.
After playing the "Moon Over a Fountain", Li He saw his son throw the cart and rush over. He hurriedly held him and put him back to the side of the cart. "Kid, go play. I have no time to play with you now."
"Wah, wah …" Li Lan did not care. Crying was his magic weapon. No matter how many ways you came, he would only go.
"Fine, you're my ancestor. Don't cry. I'll play a happy song for you." Li He let Li Lan stand and lie on his lap. He started to play a happy "Happy Ocean".
The most obvious characteristic of this song was that it was cheerful, very cheerful.
Li He saw that his son was listening to him without moving, so he happily played the song "Horse Race".
The rhythm of this song was very fast. Li He found that his son was shaking his short legs along with the rhythm. This was the power of the rhythm. He was overjoyed and played even more excitedly.
Li Lan's legs were shaking wildly. Li He played "Walking Light" out of mischief.
Li Lan began to shake his head and the hand that was holding onto Li He's thigh tightened.
Ah Wang, who had been sitting on the side listening to the music, suddenly started to bare his teeth at the door. Li He looked outside. Sure enough, there was a customer.
He stood up and hugged Li Lan in his arms. He kicked Ah Wang aside and smiled at the person. "Comrade Qi, please come in."
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