As soon as the shopkeeper turned around and left, another shopkeeper came one after another and said respectfully: "According to the request of the guest officer, our shop has arranged twenty-six dishes for the guest officers, including eight cold dishes and eighteen hot dishes; 8 vegetarian dishes, 18 meat dishes; Five courses of dried vegetables, three courses of mixed vegetables, two dishes of boiled vegetables, eight courses of stir-fried vegetables, four courses of steamed vegetables, and four courses of soup dishes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info(飨)$(cun)$(small)$(say)$(網)Free reading, I don't know if the guest officer needs to adjust the dishes? ”

Qin Er looked at Du Qi and the others, and saw that everyone had no objections, so he said, "It's so good, there is no need to change it." ”

The little two said: "May I ask what kind of drink does the guest officer need?" ”

Du Qi said: "Give the four of us a pot of low-alcohol products, and give the four of them two jars of high-alcohol ones." ”

The little second said again: "May I ask the guest officer, will the wine and food be delivered now?" ”

Qin Er said: "This time we are purely here to eat and drink, let's serve!" ”

The little two said: "Yes! Ask the guest to wait, and the food and drinks will arrive soon. ”

Waiting for the little two to leave, Lu Miaoer said with a smile: "There are not many guests now, we have been here for a while, and the dishes we want have not been delivered yet, if the guests are full, won't we have to wait longer?" ”

Qin Er said: "People who come here generally talk about eating afterwards, and after the guests order, they must be instructed separately, and Xiao Er will serve the food, otherwise, even if it is dark, they will not send wine and food." ”

Lu Miaoer smiled: "This kind of rule is quite special, but I don't know how they came up with it?" ”

Qin Er said: "This is not the rule of Wenxuan Building, but in accordance with the requirements of the guests, and over time it has become a feature of Wenxuan Building, which is really unexpected." ”

Lu Miaoer watched Xiao Er put the piano table and piano chair next to the table, and said with a smile: "Fang Wen restaurant anecdote, it is indeed novel, and listening to Xiao Ya's sister piano sound again must be a kind of enjoyment!" ”

Wen Wenya smiled and said: "If Wen Ya doesn't play well, please forgive the alliance leader and everyone and don't blame."

With that, Wen Wenya slowly stood up, and walked to the piano table and sat down.

When she sat down, her right hand seemed to unintentionally and intentionally slide over the guqin that Yaoqin had just placed on the table, and her spring-like fingers touched the strings, and suddenly let out a chant like a phoenix's song, and the mellow sound of the piano penetrated people's hearts, as if smelling the delicacy of the delicacies.

The sound is still there, gentle and elegant, the fingers are like flying, the beautiful fingertips are beating on the strings quickly and incoherently, stirring up a string of beautiful melodies, just like a string of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, its sound is crisp like a yellow warbler singing tactfully under the flowers, giving people a wonderful and incoherent feeling, unconsciously intoxicated, floating pieces of imagination.

In just a moment, Wen Wenya suddenly pressed her palms on the strings, and the stirring notes suddenly flowed like a clear spring under the sand, and the beautiful sound of the piano was suddenly cut off, and the wonderful feeling that everyone had just heard the sound of the piano suddenly condensed. It turns out that this is just gentle and elegant in the tuning of the piano sound has not yet been completed, but this round of random and rapid plucking is already full of beauty and enjoyment, and the sense of amazement is still unfinished.

At this wonderful moment, the gentle hands gently lifted from the strings, and suddenly pressed down again, and the ten fingers quickly wiped and picked, and the sound of the piano was noisy, as if every string was sighing, and every sound was contemplative, as if telling her tragic life experience, as if she was talking about her lofty ambitions, and even more so as to worry about the unpredictable situation in the future, which made people feel pity and love for no reason.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, as if the children were whispering, as if they were pouring out her unique mysterious feelings as a girl, as if expressing her joy after joining the Longtan Tiger's Den League, and more like talking about a beautiful vision for the future life, which made people's thoughts tumble and float.

The sound of the piano changed again, and suddenly it seemed that the wind and rain were rushing to it, breaking through the silver bottle and splashing the slurry, and it seemed that a team of iron horsemen suddenly was killed, and the swords and guns roared, making people feel like they were in the middle of a fierce battle, and they were personally feeling the tragic scene of the majestic and agitated golden iron horse, which made people's blood boil and excited.

Under the infection of the sound of the qin, everyone felt that it seemed that they were charging into battle with Du Qi, fighting bloodily, and stepping on all the other gangs and factions under their feet, but the Longtan Tiger's Den League continued to grow and develop, in order to save the common people, protect the country and kill the widows, kill the Hulu, level the bandits, eliminate the dirty officials, and the Zhenggang Chang, and finally rushed to the top of the victory, successfully completed their long-cherished wish, and suddenly felt full of pride and excitement and was difficult to control.

Suddenly looking back, I found that the followers behind me were swept by like a tide and became less and less, and the white bones were all over the place, and the survivors were also scarred and complaining, which made people unconsciously feel exhausted, and all the pride and joy of success were wiped out, and everything was suddenly like a yellow sorghum and a dream that was difficult to find, and suddenly my heart was as cold as ice and extremely depressed.

Listening to the sound of the piano like a storm, and feeling the atmosphere full of passion and murderous atmosphere, Ma Yuxiao felt as if she was rushing into the enemy formation with her father swinging a prancing horse, struggling to kill the Japanese invaders, and felt that the officers and soldiers around her were injured and fell off their horses, and she was also exhausted and powerless, only to feel sad and depressed.

Suddenly recalling the place she was in, and realizing that all this was an illusion brought by the sound of the piano, Ma Yuxiao turned her head to look at Wen Wenya with some difficulty, only to see that Wen Wenya was excited, and her ten fingers were dancing on the strings like flying, oscillating bursts of sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low notes, combined into a string of agitated and lingering melodies, which led everyone present into madness, and her heart couldn't help but stir with bursts of excitement, and couldn't help but secretly exclaim, admiring.

Suddenly, the gentle and swift fingers beat suddenly, and the high-pitched and agitated sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were silent, only the sound of the piano was humming. The surging passion of the crowd did not subside because of the cessation of the sound of the piano, but condensed in that surging state, and the passion kept climbing up and climbing!

The gentle hand that lifted away the strings seemed to slip off weakly, a finger seemed to accidentally touch a string, and a sound that seemed to be elegant and inactive sounded leisurely, like the first breeze after the first break of the shower, gently blowing through the hearts of everyone who were entangled in agitation and loss, and like the first ray of morning light after a long night, ruthlessly piercing the deep darkness and leading the confused people to a smooth road.

Immediately afterwards, the gentle and elegant ten fingers gently put together, slowly twisted, and the soft and delicate sound of the piano rose in the quiet, like a hundred birds chirping in unison, chirping, its sound mellow but floating, as if there was nothing, elusive, but doubly amusing people.

Suddenly, a single note is high, as if in the midst of the birds, a phoenix flutters high, and the birds compete to join each other, and the sound of the piano again becomes high-spirited and agitated.