The next day, Shen Yuequn was open for business as usual, and many people came to watch the show as always. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, and there was also a leather jacket coming out in the morning, which was amazing.

But when it was nearly 11 o'clock, an old man appeared near the stall. The old man first looked at the stall with interest, then touched a few wallets, and then smiled and said, "It's true that it's genuine leather, but it's a pity."

Got it!"

"Why is it such a pity?" Someone around heard it and asked curiously.

"It's just that it's so poorly made, it looks like something on an assembly line, it has no soul!" the old man shook his head.

"Soul!" Hearing these two words, some people thought deeply, while others sarcastically said, "How can a broken wallet have a soul?"

"Superficial!" The old man shook his head. "Everything in the world can have a soul. It can be as large as the entire planet or as small as a stone. But some things have souls, but some things do not.

, why is this? Because they lack the thing that gives souls, which is us people!”

"No matter how exquisite the things made by these machines are, they don't have any soul. I can't feel any touch from these wallets!" The old man looked a little sad. Everyone was thoughtful and learned a lot, nodding frequently.

Eyes of admiration.

Many people may not have understood it at first, but when they saw that others around them understood it, they nodded one after another. Although they did not understand it, they could see it clearly.

I looked at this old man with a little more admiration!

"Hey!" Suddenly, the old man walked to the other corner of the stall and exclaimed, "Why are these two profound souls here?"

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned when they heard it, and then they discovered that the old man had almost thrown himself on the two pairs of leather shoes at this time, with surprise in his eyes!

"This is Italian handicraft, Italian skill... and the way the thread is strangled, and the uneven distribution of the glue exposed... This is definitely the top Italian master!" The old man looked a little obsessed.

"Holy crap, this old man is crazy, he actually sees that this is made in Italy?"

"But no matter how I look at it, they are no different from ordinary shoes!"

"Don't you understand this? There is a soul here. Do you understand the soul? You know this kind of thing. Everyone who understands understands it. Those who don't understand just don't understand!" A person said in a murmur, which seemed very interesting.

Looks like you understand.

"Could this be the work of Master Kaka from Yanin, Italy?" Finally, the old man asked seriously.

"Master, you even recognized Master Kaka!" Everyone showed shocked expressions, and Shen Yuequn also quickly came over and said with admiration, "Yes, this is Master Kaka's."

work!"

"I guess it's him, but it's a pity that these shoes don't seem to be made in Yaning... they don't seem to be made in Italy either!" the old man said with some regret.

"How did you know!!" Shen Yuequn was even more shocked.

“Because the water used in this production project is wrong!” the old man sighed. “The water used in Italy is rich in H20 and is the best water for shoemaking.”

"There is not so much H2O in the water in other places, so the shoes made have an impure smell!"

"It's really amazing!!!" Shen Yuequn was completely impressed, and then he heard the old man ask, "Why do you have a 500 sign? Is this Master Kaka's 500th pair of shoes?"

"No, this was placed on consignment by a customer, and the price is 500 yuan!" Shen Yuequn replied.

"What!" The old man's beard was about to fly. "You actually only sell the works of the majestic Master Kaka for 500 yuan. You are an insult to art, an insult to our shoemakers, and an insult to our craftsmen."

Mental insult!!!”

"What is the spirit of craftsmanship?" someone in the crowd asked in confusion.

"It's the spirit of craftsman!" someone explained.

"Oh, that's it, it's amazing!"

"No, in fact, our price is 5,000, just because our Jiangnan Leather Factory closed down!" Shen Yuequn explained with great difficulty, and the old man sighed and said, "In that case, I will buy these shoes.

Yes, here’s 500 yuan!”

With that said, the old man quickly took out five hundred-dollar bills and bought the pair of shoes in full view of everyone!!

"Oh my God, I actually bought it!!" Everyone was shocked. They thought that this pair of shoes that would never be sold was actually sold.

"Hey, there is another pair here." The old man carefully put Master Kaka's works into the box, and then saw the pair of shoes with a price tag of 800 yuan.

"This! This is!!" Suddenly, this person was trembling all over. "Is this the legendary Gal Gadot, the greatest female shoemaker in history who swore never to marry in order to make shoes?

Women’s handmade leather shoes!!”

"You can recognize it too!!" Shen Yuequn was shocked.

"Oh my God, I can feel the scent of Paradise Island perfume on Ms. Gal Gadot through this Angelo calfskin. How wonderful this is, the scent that can soothe the soul!" The old man hugged the shoes.

, the whole person is almost intoxicated.

"Do you want these shoes?" Shen Yuequn asked cautiously.

"Nonsense, this is 800... I didn't expect that you can buy shoes made by Ms. Gal Gadot for 800 yuan. It's worth it even if I die!!" The old man paid the money and ran away without looking back.

He walked away, as if he was afraid that someone would take these shoes away from him.

"By the way, if you still have the works of these masters, leave them to me. I want them all!" After walking for more than ten meters, the old man suddenly remembered something and said to Shen Yuequn in a loud voice. The surrounding audience naturally also

He heard it clearly, leaving Shen Yuequn holding 1300 in his hand, a little messy in the wind.

After the old man left, there was a slight silence for a while, and then almost everyone rushed forward, wanting to buy a blind box to see if they were lucky enough to buy top-quality handmade leather shoes made by an Italian master.

The climax of the plot was an hour later. The young man who bought the pair of white leather shoes yesterday came back. The first thing he did when they met was to give Shen Yuequn 1 yuan to make up for his loss. He was really a proud young man.

"Hey, where are my shoes?" After giving the money, the young man looked at the consignment stall and found that the pair of shoes he consigned yesterday were gone.

"Young man, your shoes have been sold, this is your money!" Shen Yuequn patted the young man's shoulder with emotion, and then handed over eight red and brand-new fifth sets of RMB to Mao Zedong.

Gave it to the young man.

"What's going on?" The young man was dumbfounded.

"Silly boy, the consignment price of your shoes is 800 yuan, of course you get 800 yuan!" There were always people around, looking at this young man with extremely envious eyes, of course, mainly looking at his hands.

800 yuan inside!

"Someone with good knowledge bought your shoes. Take the money and leave quickly. Be careful!" Shen Yuequn gave the money to the young man and then drove him away in a daze.

When they saw that Shen Yuequn really gave 800 yuan to others, some people suspected that it was an operation. They suddenly lost a lot of things, and all they could see were the blind boxes.
Chapter completed!