The food in Pengcheng is definitely not as much as Yangcheng, and even many of them are repeated, Xiangjiang is different, and it is also a treasure place for gourmets.

I just came here today, so I will have afternoon tea at the hotel first, and then go out to forage for food tomorrow.

The Peninsula Hotel's English afternoon tea is actually very famous, but once it is famous, the service may not keep up, and it will disappoint the people who come to visit, because it is not the same as they imagined.

Xia Yu has a different opinion on this, don't sanctify anything, just have some expectations, after all, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Only with a normal heart can we experience the beauty of life, instead of blowing up an illusory bubble and popping it with your own hands.

The hotel's afternoon tea guests can enjoy the reservation service, foreign customers can only queue, Xia Yu neither need to queue, nor do you need to make an appointment, and the distinguished presidential suite customers have exclusive seats.

Coming to the lobby on the first floor, there are already many people queuing up for afternoon tea, melodious string music wafting in the baroque ceiling, which is also a special place for Peninsula afternoon tea, the live orchestra plays.

Peter, the housekeeper, stepped forward to reveal the identities of Xia Yu and his party, and the manager immediately arranged for them to sit down, which made the customers queuing next to him cast envious glances.

No one thinks that Xia Yu is cutting in line, after all, the first class cabin is still going first!

They queued up, but they saved money, why did they still feel so sour.

According to the manager's recommendation, the three of them ordered the skyline afternoon tea set, and the classic three-tier shelf was served, the portion was two servings, and the three people ate just right, and the real three people were afraid that they would not be able to eat dinner.

The tea is black tea, the taste is okay after drinking a sip, and it will be even better to add milk to make milk tea, who makes us not have the habit of drinking black tea!

"It tastes delicious, Lao Xia, you try this. ”

Lin Shuqin sent a piece of cranberry butter cake to Lao Xia's mouth, and Xia Yu was angry when she saw it, why didn't he have it.

If not, there will be no one, who made today the wedding anniversary of the two?

On November 7, 2018, it is exactly the 22nd anniversary of Lin Shuqin and Lao Xia's marriage, and on this special day, as the son of the two, Xia Yu is ready to give a special gift.

"Mom, Dad, I'll go to the bathroom. ”

After chewing the original muffin in his mouth, Xia Yu left his seat after saying a word to the two, but he didn't go to the bathroom, but went directly to the second floor of the lobby.

In the middle of the second-floor porch, where the string orchestra is located, two violins, a viola, and a cello, a standard string quartet configuration.

Feng Manxue and Peter have explained the reason to the four musicians, and the cellist has happily given up his place and his "wife".

After taking the cello handed over by the other party, Xia Yu expressed his gratitude, and then came to the microphone.

"My name is Xia Yu, I am the cellist of the Magic City Symphony Orchestra, I accompanied my parents to travel to Xiangjiang, and I was fortunate to stay at the Peninsula Hotel, where I had afternoon tea with everyone. ”

Hearing Xia Yu speak in the stereo, the slightly noisy restaurant instantly quieted down, Xiangjiang compatriots can understand Chinese, foreign friends can also ask friends in the same room, in short, everyone can understand what he is saying, and are curious about what he wants to do.

"Today is the 22nd wedding anniversary of my parents, Mr. Xia Zhonghui and Ms. Lin Shuqin, and I want to give them and give you a song "Riding the Wings of Song". ”

"Riding on the Wings of Song", a poem written by the German poet Heine, was widely spread because Mendelssohn composed a music for it, expressing the poet's beautiful yearning for love, the melody is soothing, gentle and sweet, which Xia Yu feels very appropriate today.

In addition, this song, or this piece is not new to Chinese people, or their childhood memories, often performed by choirs and symphony orchestras.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene burst into applause, and Mr. Xia and Ms. Lin, who are the protagonists, are in a complicated mood at the moment.

This kid is like this, he pays too much attention, and he doesn't discuss some things with them, and deliberately hides them, giving them one surprise after another.

Xia Yu sat down, glanced at the other three musicians, and instantly reached a tacit understanding.

The next second, the soothing and melodious melody sounded, and everyone, including Lao Xia and Lin Shuqin, was all captured after listening carefully.

They recalled the original time, whether near or far, sad or beautiful, the picture was so clear in the sound of music.

This is the magic of music, which can resonate with human feelings and evoke human memories, which is why Xia Yu likes music.

Good times are always short-lived, and human beings can't always dwell on the past, so when the song ends, everyone wakes up like a dream.

"Pap~Pap~~Papa~~"

The sparse applause gathered together, resounding like thunder, and Lao Xia and Lin Shuqin also took the lead in applauding.

This is the tune that was played for them, and that was their son.

Several musicians beside Xia Yu all realized that just now, driven by this Mr. Xia, they all played at a higher level.

He's a genius, he's got the strength of an orchestra leader.

In fact, Xia Yu himself was also surprised, because he didn't use a stupid cannon, but he still reached the realm of the unity of the human piano, probably this song for his parents, incorporating his most sincere feelings!

The previous bottleneck was naturally broken, and Xia Yu's cello performance strength was further enhanced, and he felt that he could also challenge their deputy chief in a non-buff state.

With the blessing of the dumb cannon, maybe the chief can also be cut off the horse.

Let's go back and try it out to see if it's his delusion or if that's really it.

"Thank you!"

Returning the piano to the musician on the side, Xia Yu got up and thanked him.

Back downstairs, the husband and wife looked at their familiar and unfamiliar son, and they were speechless and didn't know where to start.

Xiaoyu has been out to study for the past two years, and the changes are really too great.

"Mom, does it sound good?"

Xia Yu took the initiative to ask, he was inviting rewards.

"It's good, it's the best you played, your dad and I really delayed you a few years ago, and I should let you learn music. ”

Lin Shuqin also said the truest thoughts in her heart.

The son is so talented in music, they really ignored it at the beginning.

"It's okay, learning music burns money, and it's the same when you grow up. ”

Xia Yu comforted his mother, where is their family learning music, they don't have money to a certain extent, no one dares to gamble like this.

The family was talking here, and some fans came up to ask for autographs and group photos.

It's all because of the fans who were circled by the scene just now, Xia Yu is generally quite a favorite fan, who let all the fans come are female fans, and they are all quite beautiful!

signed the name that was strong through the back of the paper, left a handsome group photo, and finally gave a hug, Xia Yu felt that he could make his debut.

No, it should be the kind that has already debuted and is still super popular.

After eating afternoon tea, the family of three took the elevator back to the upstairs room, and Xia Yu also took advantage of the time before dinner to listen to the arrangements for the next few days.

"Mr. Xia, Christie's autumn auction will start the day after tomorrow, and we will have a full day tomorrow to ......"

Feng Manxue said the itinerary, and Xia Yu sat on the sofa and flipped through the brochure of this auction.

Christie's auctions do just that, printing the most valuable lots in a book, like a supermarket flyer.

The same publicity, one is a discount promotion, and the other is an auction bidding, which can be described as positive and negative, but equally attractive.

The most anticipated lot in the booklet is undoubtedly Su Shi's "Wood and Stone", and the appeal of Dongpo monks is not ordinary, after all, everyone grew up with his poems on their backs.

For this "Wood and Stone Map", Xia Yu is not very interested, because the style does not match the new home, and he can't find a place to hang it.

Throw it in the safe?

Xia Yu felt that this was a tyrannical thing, and good things should be displayed, otherwise what was the point of buying them, it would be better to stock up on gold bricks of the same value.

As a standard pragmatist, his appreciation of art also takes practicality into account.

Calligraphy and painting can be hung up to enjoy, porcelain vases can be bought back to arrange flowers as ornaments, Ding Jue respects these bronzes... Forget it, he's afraid that he won't grow longer if he uses it too much.

We're almost 21 years old, but maybe we'll be able to go up again!

In view of this, Xia Yu fell in love with a Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glazed tea cup, not a pair, just one, he can make tea and drink it after buying it, we don't dislike using second-hand ones in this regard.

There is also a group of Qing Kangxi blue and white twelve flower god cups, this kind of collection that can be left in a complete set after hundreds of years is rare, and Xia Yu intends to use it to entertain guests, even if more than a dozen people can have one.

It's a pity, there are no pots and pans or anything, so I'll buy them all now, and I'll prepare them when he moves to a new house, right?

"The calligraphy and painting scene is crossed out, and we won't go. ”

Putting down the booklet in his hand, Xia Yu said to Feng Manxue.

At the age of twenty, he still didn't appreciate Chinese painting and calligraphy, he still liked tacky Western oil paintings, except for those that were too abstract, many impressionist works were in line with his aesthetics.

Wait, when he is thirty or forty years old, he will almost be able to cultivate the ability to appreciate and appreciate at that time, and it will not be too late to collect it then.

Xia Yu thinks so anyway, this is not something to worship foreigners, but his own lack of background, no experience and accumulation of relevant knowledge.

This kind of problem is not blessed by two buffs, and it can only be solved slowly with time, and it is not in a hurry.

"Okay, Mr. Xia, do you have any other arrangements?"

"Yes, you go for me in the red wine scene, and you can discuss with Lao Huang about which wines to shoot. ”

Xia Yu decided to be lazy again and escaped the famous wine auction, after all, the auction of tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of handfuls is not interesting, and it is a waste of time.

Lao Huang is his personal sommelier, who specializes in recommending famous wines, in addition to other rich people who also serve the magic capital, he has won international awards, and he is also well-known in the circle.

Well, it's the titular sommelier, if you can choose, Xia Yu wants the kind of sommelier in the continental hotel.

The itinerary was reconfirmed, and during the five-day Christie's autumn auction in Hong Kong, he will only go to three sessions: Chinese porcelain and art, exquisite watches, and magnificent jewelry and jadeite jewelry.

Xiangjiang only has Chinese calligraphy and painting, but it is the autumn auction of Christie's magic capital in September, which auctioned out a lot of Western artworks, and Ji Yang also called him to go with him that time, but unfortunately Xia Yu was in school all September, so he didn't go there.

I don't know what this guy has filmed, and he hasn't shared it with him.

Xia Yu is different, when he goes back this time, he will definitely "show off" this victory.

The sky was getting dark, and the lights of Victoria Harbor outside the floor-to-ceiling window were on, and Xia Yu felt that his stomach was not so hungry.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going out. ”

Raising his hand and glancing at the time, Xia Yu opened his mouth and said to Lao Xia and Lin Shuqin.

He didn't plan to come back for dinner when he went out at this point, and as for his parents, he had other arrangements.

"Lao Xia, why did you say that Xiaoyu hasn't come back yet?"

About an hour after Xia Yu went out, Lin Shuqin finally couldn't help but ask.

"Would you like to give him a call?"

Just as the two were about to make a phone call, the lights in the room dimmed, and then a candle lit up.

Peter, the butler, held the candlestick, and the waiter behind him came from the door pushing the dining cart.

Candlelight dinner, how can you not have a romantic candlelight dinner on your 22nd wedding anniversary?

Strictly speaking, the two of them have not eaten a candlelight dinner, and today is the first time it is belated.

Xia Yu left the space to his parents and went out to eat snacks by himself.

Because after afternoon tea, he doesn't really want to eat dinner in the evening, and the street food in Xiangjiang can fill his stomach.

A deluxe version of Hong Kong-style beef offal, a copy of curry fish balls with car noodles, if the senior sister and him come to Xiangjiang, I am afraid that more than a dozen episodes of the video will be filmed.

This is about half a year's worth of updates, right?

It's a pity that the senior sister didn't come, so he can only enjoy these delicacies exclusively and send her two photos at most.

As a professional, Xia Yu is good at taking pictures of food, and it is even better to shoot landscapes and portraits, he is the exclusive photographer of Lao Xia and Lin Shuqin in the past two days, and he has taken a lot of photos along the way.

Now very few photos are washed out, they are all put in the mobile phone, and when you want to see it, you can take it out and draw it, and it is full of memories.

He brought his parents out this time to create memories, after all, he can't always nest in the base.

After shopping and eating until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Xia Yu returned to the hotel, only to see his parents studying the antique binoculars in the living room of the suite.

"Mom and Dad, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the moon, there is no laurel tree on it!"

Lin Shuqin loves to joke as always, and Lao Xia is also cheering, laughing happily.

"Whoever said there wasn't, it's all on the back, and we'll see it when we go up for a trip one day. ”

Xia Yu took over the conversation and began to talk nonsense.

"Yes, you still go to see it, and tell us when you come back, Mom and Dad's old bones, it's enough to choke on them. ”

Lin Shuqin didn't take it seriously, she was just talking about it, but Xia Yu wasn't joking.

Isn't it the moon, the people have been up in 69 years, and it has been almost 50 years, and they Chinese people should also go up and have a look.

Not only the Moon, but also Mars, and even other galaxies.