Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

The next day.

Yang Bai rode a tractor to the Haian County State-owned Aquatic Products Trade Union and found Zhou Guowei, the trade union officer.

"Officer Zhou, I would like to submit a program to participate in this autumn harvest celebration."

Zhou Guowei immediately stood up when he saw that the person in front of him was Yang Bai.

"Captain Yang, do you want to sign up?"

Yang Bai nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Guowei took out an application form and said, "Just fill this out."

He personally took a pen and handed it to Yang Bai.

At this autumn harvest celebration, most of the credit should go to Yang Bai. He is simply too capable; the aquatic products company's production capacity was able to increase by a full 50% this year, all thanks to his pillar of strength.

On the surface, he is just the captain of the fishing team, but he has the manager behind him, and he will most likely be promoted to branch secretary at the end of the year when the elections are held.

Nowadays, his influence far exceeds his nominal position; even the company's deputy manager has to give him a wide berth.

He was just an ordinary staff member and had no right to show off his official power in front of Yang Bai.

Yang Bai filled out the form and handed it to Zhou Guowei.

"Officer Zhou, you've finished writing."

Zhou Guowei picked it up and glanced at it, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

"Captain Yang, you can play the accordion too?"

Yang Bai laughed and said, "Yeah, how about I pull it for you right here?"

Zhou Guowei smiled and said, "It would be a pleasure to trouble Captain Yang to play a tune. It's just standard procedure, not an excuse to make things difficult for you."

If you don't know how to pull it and just go through, once you get on stage, you'll be the one who dies.

Yang Bai glanced around.

Do you have an accordion here?

Zhou Guowei nodded.

"There's some in the hall's storeroom; I'll have someone go get it."

Soon, the accordion was brought out, and Yang Bai played a piece called "Liuyang River" on the spot.

This is one of the few folk songs he can play.

Zhou Guowei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded and clapped frequently. He could play instruments such as the accordion, otherwise he wouldn't have been in charge of this registration.

But Yang Bai's skills are definitely superior to his.

"I really didn't expect Captain Yang to be so talented."

Yang Bai waved his hand, "It's alright, this should be fine."

Zhou Guowei nodded, "Of course, we'll report it this afternoon."

Yang Bai left the company and went to the black market to choose an accordion.

The accordion is a popular instrument, but it is scarce. Half of the county supply and marketing cooperatives are out of stock, and even if they are not out of stock, they have to exchange it for industrial coupons.

In addition, even if an accordion is played, it will not be detected.

Yang Bai walked into a small courtyard, where a thin, middle-aged man led him to a side room.

It's full of all kinds of musical instruments.

Accordion, violin, guitar, and many other Western-style Chinese musical instruments are abundant.

Yang Bai asked, "Do you have any brand new organs?"

Second-hand organs are risky, while first-hand ones are mostly leaked and have a lower risk.

The middle-aged man moved nimbly, lifting the cloth in the corner and opening the box, which contained three brand-new accordions.

"These are all we have, and they're quite expensive. Take your pick."

Yang Bai leaned over and looked at the accordions above. "They're all Parrot brand."

A 120 bass is too flashy, a 60 bass is too amateurish.

Yang Bai ultimately chose the 96 bass with three rows of springs.

"How many?"

The middle-aged man replied, "300 yuan."

Yang Bai nodded slightly.

"This price is quite reasonable, I'll take this one."

Yang Bai hadn't originally planned to look at any more goods before making a purchase, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of a Guarneri violin sitting in a corner. There are only about 140 of them in existence.

The instrument was covered in a thick layer of dust, and three of its strings were broken.

In his previous life, he had spent millions to acquire this instrument, never expecting to stumble upon it here.

In today's market, it would be worth at least tens of thousands of US dollars.

A thought suddenly struck him: this was a top-quality violin crafted by a master craftsman himself.

The other party just left it unprotected in the corner, clearly not recognizing the value of the zither.

Yang Bai forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his face showing no sign of anything amiss. He absolutely could not reveal his expression; if the other party noticed anything, they would immediately raise the price.

He slowly picked up the other violins and asked about their prices, asking several times, but Yang Bai shook his head.

"No, I don't have much money left after buying this accordion. Can you get a cheaper one?"

"My kid needs to practice, so I'll buy some expensive strings from you later and install them on it to make do."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard this. He could give him the broken zither and let him buy more good strings. No matter how you looked at it, it was a win-win situation.

"Okay, what do you think of this round?"

He picked up a broken violin with a hole in the case, and Yang Bai shook his head.

"How can you bounce a ball with a hole in it? I already said you can't just dodge it like this, are you trying to fool me?"

The middle-aged man immediately gave an apologetic smile.

"Excuse me, but how about this round?"

He picked up the Guarneri violin and asked with a smile.

Yang Bai frowned and shook his head. "Forget it, I think you did it on purpose."

He turned to leave.

The middle-aged man immediately stopped Yang Bai.

"No, let's make this one cheaper, a hundred. The craftsmanship of the instrument is not bad, and if you clean it, it can definitely fool a child."

Yang Bai pondered for a moment, then impatiently took out the money. "Fine, just this one. The string has to be good; we have to make sure it looks good."

The middle-aged man smiled and took the money. "Okay, I'll go get it for you right away. Do you want it domestic or international?"

Yang Bai frowned and sighed.

"It's from overseas, you know, Pila, or rather, Lippi."

The middle-aged man chimed in, "Pilasto, a German brand, fifty-five yuan. You're really willing to spend that much for your child."

Yang Bai pointed out a few ten-yuan bills and handed them over: "There's nothing we can do. The child likes it, and we parents will buy it if we can afford it."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

He placed the strings he had found on the table.

"anything else?"

"I need both the instrument bags, the one for the violin and the organ." Yang Bai carefully packed away the strings.

The middle-aged man took two violin cases from the shelf, Yang Bai paid the bill, and turned back to the tractor.

Zhang Ning, who was driving the tractor, turned his head and asked, "Yang Bai, are you done buying?"

Yang Bai, carrying the violin case, nodded with a smile: "I've bought everything."

Zhang Ning's gaze fell on the violin case in his hand, and she was somewhat surprised: "You bought a violin? You can play?"

Yang Bai's smile remained unchanged: "Of course I will. I really hit the jackpot today. Let's hurry back."

He was eager to see what the instrument would look like after it was repaired.

Zhang Ning was already used to Yang Bai's extraordinary skills.

She was also wondering when he had learned so many skills, but Yang Bai was unwilling to elaborate, so she didn't press him further.

Back home, Yang Bai immediately put the accordion aside and quickly untied his violin case.

Take out the violin and wipe away all the dust inside and out with a dry cloth.

This kind of instrument is meant to have a patina, to retain the marks of time.

Replace the strings.

An old violin made by a master craftsman has been brought back to life.