The second floor is similarly beautifully furnished, with a few small round tables, an old-fashioned cupboard, and an upright piano covered in beige knitted fabric.

This is not too oppressive, because the lighting is very good, the two bright and clean windows, and you can still see the flowers blooming in the back garden, and the warm sunlight in the front alley!

The floor is paved with a very old blue and white pattern Republic of China style tiles, which should be refurbished, because there is no dirty dark yellow, but the texture is still very exquisite and gorgeous.

This shop sells a very traditional English afternoon tea, a lady who looks to be in her fifties and wears an elegant and decent little dress, I don't know if it is the daughter or daughter-in-law of the little old lady just now, she sent Yang Han and the others up downstairs just now.

Because it is a traditional English afternoon tea, the standard three-tier shelves for pastries are essential! Although it is only included in the set menu, the shop still carefully prepares a delicate and beautiful three-layer small basket, each layer is a very simple and beautiful white silver-edged porcelain plate to hold the food.

At the bottom of the layer are four small triangular sandwiches filled with a more classic smoked meat.

On the second layer are two cross-cut scones, as well as two small plates with clotted cream and house-made strawberry jam.

Of course, the most important thing for tourists to take photos is the upper layer, which contains three different kinds of snacks, two small macarons, a small plate of raspberries, and a wine-pink puff that is said to have a red wine flavor of cream!

Of course, Yang Han does not have the habit of taking pictures and posting them to Moments.

The middle-aged lady came up twice and brought Yang Han a few extra plates of sandwiches and salty snacks in addition to the set menu.

After ordering so much, Yang Han was mainly hungry, they ate lunch on the plane, but they ate very simply, and it can be said that they were not full. Of course, the filling in the middle of the extra sandwich is different from the one in the package, Yang Han ordered the cucumber filling, and the ham and cheese filling.

"Old five, do it yourself, eat whatever you want. Yang Han jokingly greeted Wu Maocai, "I shouldn't have anything to eat before tonight!" Because you're going to drive, drive without drinking, drink without driving. ”

Wu Maocai is indeed a little restrained, because eating in such a place, he feels that there are more rules than those high-end hotels, and he doesn't know how to use those small knives and spoons.

Fortunately, Yang Han didn't ask Wu Mao to follow any rules!

For example, although Yang Han understood, he didn't fold the napkin in half and put it on his lap with the opening outward, he just put it aside very casually, and then he got straight into his hands, picked up a sandwich, and ate it happily.

The boss is so simple and rude, there is no need to worry about it!

Wu Maocai was also relieved, like Yang Han, he picked up a sandwich, but maybe he felt thirsty, before eating the sandwich, he first picked up a small teacup with the same white porcelain and silver edge and took a sip.

But after taking a sip, Wu Maocai couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong, it doesn't taste right?" Yang Han asked suspiciously.

"No, it's just a bit of an orange. "Wu Maocai has never drunk such a strange taste of tea, how can the tea in his own teahouse be delicious here?

"Oh, I forgot, you ordered Earl Grey tea, it has that bergamot oil, that's the taste, I don't order this, you should be even more unaccustomed to it. Yang Han laughed, "You try this Assam black tea of mine, see if the taste works, if it's okay, I'll ask them to send another pot." By the way, that Assam milk tea is made from this. ”

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Originally, Yang Han and Wu Maocai ate quite casually and "wild", but a little grandmother with a little rickety back came halfway, although she drank tea quietly at another table, and smiled at Yang Han and them, and didn't say anything, but Yang Han and they were a little embarrassed, and their movements became cautious.

The grandmother's dress looks relatively simple, but in fact it is not simple, the materials and workmanship of the clothes are very good, even if it is not handmade, it is also a very expensive, very expensive brand-name clothing.

After a slow cup of tea, the old woman did not rush to eat the small plate of cupcakes without cream on her table, but stood up and walked slowly to the piano.

Seeing that the old grandmother lifted the cloth on the piano and lifted the cover, with a posture of wanting to play, Yang Han couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Can you still play this piano?

He had thought the piano was just an ornament.

The old grandmother obviously didn't come for the first time, and it wasn't the first time she played, and under Yang Han's surprised gaze, she played it very calmly.

Not a professional, but also a relatively high level among enthusiasts, under the old grandmother's crumpled but very flexible fingers, a very soft, beautiful piano melody echoed in the small tea room.

Canon in D major!

Although Yang Han has not played as many classical repertoire as piano students, this piece is so classic and familiar that he can hear it even if he doesn't play the violin.

Of course, he didn't say it either.

It just so happened that he was almost full after eating, so Yang Han drank tea slowly while smiling and watching his grandmother play the piano.

I don't know how long it took, the old man may have been tired of playing, she withdrew her hand, first sat on the piano bench and smiled with Yang Han, and rested for a while before preparing to cover the cover again.

"Grandma, don't cover it back yet. Yang Han's hands were already itchy, he quickly screamed, and smiled with the old grandmother, "Can I also play the bullet?"

"Come on!" the old woman smiled and gave him her place.

At the beginning, Yang Han also played a simple classical piano song to warm her hands, the soft and crisp sound of the piano made the grandmother nod her head, when Yang Han looked at her, she also gave a thumbs up, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed with a smile like a flower.

Then, Yang Han played an old song "He Rijun Comes Again", which was born in the thirties of the last century, but was also particularly appropriate.

Why is this song suitable for the occasion? Because this song not only has a strong Republic of China style, it is very suitable for the environment of this tea room, its original singer Zhou Xuan, but also has a former residence on Wukang Road!

No, Yang Han just played the piano music of this song, and when the familiar and resentful melody sounded, the grandmother next to her couldn't help but shake her head gently, and hummed softly:

“...... After parting tonight, He Rijun will come again,

After drinking this cup, please have some side dishes,

It's rare to get drunk a few times in life, so why not be happy......"

Of course, the voice of the old man can't be as mellow and sweet as the young man, and he can't drag his breath to sing the high notes, but the voice full of vicissitudes of life, and a little more short breathing, makes people sound more years of style, more historical elegance!

Yang Han also likes this imperfect beauty very much, and regrets that he didn't bring any recording and recording equipment, and at the same time, his playing is softer and slower, and even in order to match the old man's humming, he also slows down the rhythm.

That's what it's like to play music!

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With a hearty smile, Yang Han bid farewell to the small tearoom full of petty bourgeoisie and history, and he and Wu Maocai continued to walk deeper into the alley.

In the warm, bright evening sun, they met a couple who were taking wedding photos in front of a beautiful black iron fence gate.

It may be that the manicured lawn and the European-style white-walled red-tiled old bungalows form a very stylish background, and the photographer made the bride in the wedding dress concave and took many photos.

During this period, perhaps worried that they were blocking Yang Han's way, they also stopped and wanted Yang Han to pass first.

"It's okay!" Yang Han smiled slightly, waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to, and he and Wu Maocai stood there and watched for a long time.

Until the couple left after taking photos with their photography team......