After hearing what Yuan Quanyou said, Zhao Jiping was a little confused.

Mu Rong is indeed good at playing the piano, but there is still a gap between him and a performer like Zhao Jiazhen who specializes in piano skills in terms of technical proficiency.

But why does Yuan Quanyou think that Mu Rong can play but not Zhao Jiazhen?

Hearing him ask this question, Yuan Quanyou smiled and explained: "Because Qin is Qin."

Zhao Jiping was stunned. This answer was exactly the same as what Mu Rong said just now.

What is a qin? It is a qin?

Glancing at Mu Rong, Yuan Quanyou explained with a smile: "For collectors, this guqin is a valuable cultural relic, but for musicians, this guqin is just a qin.

If you are afraid of playing to the fullest because you are concerned about the value of the piano, the music you play will be soft and weak..."

As soon as she explained this, Zhao Jiping understood immediately.

To put it bluntly, it is still a matter of mentality.

This is like an ordinary person with good driving skills who took out a loan to buy a second-hand sports car. He usually maintains it carefully, but feels distressed when passing a speed bump. He does not dare to press the accelerator to the bottom. Of course, he cannot bring out the full performance of the sports car.

But a wealthy second generation driver with a lot of money will not think too much about driving a sports car. How to enjoy the car is the most important thing.

As for problems such as driving too fast and being chipped by rocks and peeling off the paint, or the tires wearing out too quickly, they are simply not within the scope of the second generation's consideration.

Most of the sports cars that we see on the highway that can reach 180 or more are driven by second generation cars, and ordinary car owners simply cannot bear to drive them like that.

Therefore, people who can bring out the higher capabilities of sports cars are often not experienced drivers who have been driving for decades and have never violated a traffic law, but are second-generation drivers who treat sports cars as toy cars.

Zhao Jiazhen has never played the guqin. Even if Yuan Quanyou clearly told her that she would not have to pay for it if it broke, she probably would not dare to play it badly.

And Yuan Quanyou was reluctant to say this, otherwise she wouldn't have hesitated just now.

But Mu Rong didn't have this problem. He didn't feel distressed at all when he played, and he didn't feel burdened at all.

A comparison between the two sides will make a decision.

This has nothing to do with whether you have money or not, but everything to do with your mentality.

Just like many wealthy people who are reluctant to throw away their leftovers and continue to eat them while they are hot.

But their children didn't pay much attention to every meal of lobster and abalone, and occasionally had to wash their hands with the ace of spades.

Wealth and aura costs money.

After understanding this, Zhao Jiping looked at Mu Rong with confusion.

This guy doesn't look like a second-generation guy who spends money like water, does he?

How dare he practice such a precious Song Qin like that?

Mu Rong really didn't think that much.

Just like he didn't think there was anything precious about the Song Dynasty porcelain collected by Ma Weidu. To him, these things were common items for daily use, and there was really nothing surprising about them.

Even now, this piano has become a valuable treasure, but so what?

Isn’t the piano just for playing?

His mentality obviously coincided with that of Yuan Quanyou. She looked at the extraordinary-looking Mu Rong with admiration in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhao."

She looked at Zhao Jiping and said, "I can borrow the piano, but it can only be used by Xiao Mu. Do you agree?"

She could see that although Mu Rong played the piano with a little force just now, it was with the intensity required by the fingering technique. He did not overdo it and had just the right amount of force.

By giving this instrument to Mu Rong, you should be able to get the best performance without damaging it.

Zhao Jiping naturally would not refuse and readily agreed.

Yuan Quanyou nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Mu Rongxiao and asked: "Then will you take the piano away this time? Or will you pick it up another day?"

The piano needs to be stroked every day to maintain its mellow tone.

She hasn't played the piano for a while because of her health.

Since you want to use this piano, you must play it a lot in advance and keep it up so that it can be used well.

Mu Rong thought for a while and explained: "I plan to move recently. I'll pick it up when I find a place to live!"

Hearing his words, Wang Shixiang suddenly thought of something and interrupted and asked: "Have you found a place to live?"

"not yet."

Wang Shixiang glanced at Yuan Quanyou and understood each other's meaning with just one look.

After thinking for a while, he suggested: "Since my wife became ill, she moved back here, and I live with her back here so that it can be convenient to take care of her.

After we moved back, the apartment on Fangcaodi West Street was empty, the same apartment where we just had dinner.

I only go there occasionally to greet guests, and usually stay here in the old house.

If you don’t mind it, go and live in that apartment! You won’t be charged the rent.”

Mu Rong was so strapped for money now that he had no idea of ​​looking for a house within the third ring road. When he heard this, he was immediately moved.

The location and environment of that apartment are both good. The rent is definitely not something Mu Rong can afford now, but it's not bad if it's more expensive. At least it's one of the best communities in Peiping at the moment, and the conditions are good in all aspects.

After thinking about it, Mu Rong said seriously: "If you are willing to rent, that would be the best, but the rent must be paid."

If Zhao Jiping wants to ask him to play the piano, he will definitely have to pay. Although it is not much, he will definitely have to pay for the rent for a few months.

He will figure out how to deal with the rent later.

Wang Shixiang didn't worry about the rent. He just said that he would move there first and discuss the rent later.

In this way, everyone is happy.

Zhao Jiping borrowed the guqin and found the player. Yuan Quanyou could also keep the guqin on his own without having to borrow it for too long, and Mu Rong also successfully found a place to live.

After the matter was settled, everyone relaxed and started chatting.

Wang Shixiang took everyone to visit his collection.

Unlike the cultural relics in the Guanfu Museum that are placed one by one in glass cabinets and carefully guarded, these cultural relics collected by Wang Shixiang are piled together and appear very messy.

In particular, most of the cultural relics he collected were Ming and Qing furniture, which looked more like a carpenter's workshop than a collector's collection.

But in terms of the value and cherishment of individual items, the value of these cultural relics is generally at least one level higher than the cultural relics in the Guanfu Museum.

This can be seen from the way Ma Weidu's eyes were shining, and he was almost crying.

While visiting the collection, there was a sudden clang in the yard. Wang Shixiang was startled and ran out quickly.

In the yard, Yuan Quanyou was sitting on the ground. An overturned basin was rolling in front of her. Hot water was spilled all over the floor. She was holding her left abdomen with a painful look on her face.

Wang Shixiang ran over quickly, helped her up, and asked in a deep voice: "Does it hurt again? You sit down for a while, and I will get you medicine."

Helping her sit at the small table in the yard, Wang Shixiang quickly walked into the ear room to get medicine.

Judging from his nervous but skillful look, this situation has obviously happened more than once.

Seeing her painful look, Liu Yifei sat next to her worriedly and held her hand tightly.

"Mr. Yuan, what is this?"

Zhao Jiping asked in a low voice.

Ma Weidu sighed: "Stomach cancer is in the middle and late stages."

While talking, Wang Shixiang had already fetched medicine and warm water from the ear room and fed Yuan Quanyou to drink it.

But after drinking the medicine, Yuan Quanyou was still in pain, and the medicine did not take effect so quickly.

Wang Shixiang held her hand silently, completely losing the interest he had shown when he took Mu Rong and his party to visit the cultural relics.

Seeing Yuan Quanyou's body curled up in pain, Mu Rong slowly stepped forward and put his hand on Yuan Quanyou's wrist.

This is the pulse-taking posture of Chinese medicine. Wang Shixiang was slightly stunned and asked: "Do you know Chinese medicine?"

For some reason, two words immediately came to Ma Weidu's mind.

"Understand a little bit."

Mu Rong explained casually.

In the previous life, when he gave up on himself and pretended to be crazy, Abi once asked the miracle doctor "The Enemy of the King of Hell" Xue Muhua to treat him.

During that time, he drank a lot of medicine and had a lot of injections.

After a long illness, he became a doctor. After that period of time, he also gained a certain understanding of medicine.

But after checking Yuan Quanyou's pulse, he found helplessly that Yuan Quanyou was already terminally ill and could not be saved.

"How about it?"

Wang Shixiang asked nervously.

He has taken Yuan Quanyou to the hospital many times and had two surgeries, but the cancer cells have spread.

The doctor made it clear that Yuan Quanyou was hopeless.

They have also seen a lot of Chinese medicine practitioners and all have similar opinions.
To be continued...