"Out of the Suzaku Gate, until the Longjin Bridge. Go south from the state bridge, and eat rice, meat, and dried food on the street. Badgers, wild foxes, dried meat, and chickens in front of the royal tower. Mei's deer, goose, duck, chicken, belly lung, eel buns, chicken skin, kidney kidney, chicken minced, each no more than fifteen ......"

- "Tokyo Menghualu Shubashi Night Market"

"I didn't know that there was such a lively night market in Tokyo."

Sitting upstairs in the restaurant, Chu Feng looked at the crowded scene on the street outside, if it weren't for the fact that the lights around him were all kinds of oil lamps and candles, he almost thought that he had returned to the year before last.

Mr. Wen Duan took a sip of wine, and a slightly spicy feeling filled the tip of his tongue, which made him smile very happily: "In fact, there are such night markets in Hangzhou City, and the scale does not have to be much smaller than this Bianliang in Tokyo. It's just that Chu Lang, you don't usually go out much, and I haven't taken you to play as a teacher. ”

Chu Feng nodded, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "When I was in Hangzhou, I almost only walked around the West Lake. I knew that there were so many good places, and I should have taken care of them. Hey, and those scenic spots......"

When Mr. Wen Duan saw the seriousness of what Chu Feng said, he couldn't help but laugh: "Chu Lang's amazement is too peculiar. How old are you, it's really easy to go to Gangnam again. How can it come out of your mouth and become something that is out of reach?"

Chu Feng scratched his head when he heard this, smiled, and didn't say much.

Although he didn't know exactly when, the land south of the Yangtze River would definitely suffer from the Fangla Rebellion. When the war rages, how much can the wealth and prosperity of Jiangnan be preserved?

Moreover, it's not just Gangnam. The excitement I see in front of me now is after experiencing the large-scale invasion of the Jin Kingdom. I don't know how many years it will take to restore the current grandeur......

Crowds of people roam the streets. The cries of the small traders are like pleasant music, pouring into this prosperous area from all directions.

The girl's laughter came from a corner, and then clung to the corners of the glazed tiles. The heroic posture of the young man in front of the horse building passed by the willows along the street, and he didn't know which poet and painter fell into the eyes, and finally condensed a splendid chapter that was handed down to the world.

This is the Bianliang City of Tokyo during the Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty, even at the end of this era when the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full of buildings, such prosperity and wealth always make people sigh.

"Lao Cheng is also a stubborn person to the extreme, and he just happened to come out to have fun at such a time, he is good. You have to stay at home and paint. Haha, it's up to him! Mr. Wen Duan waved the folding fan in his hand, smiled and called a bowl of iced sour plum soup to the little second brother, and asked Chu Feng if he needed to add some snacks.

said that it was a snack for the drink, but Chu Feng didn't dare to take it for the drink, after all, he was still a little self-aware of his own amount of alcohol, so he shook his head with a smile.

"Sir, take care of it. Although this sour plum soup relieves the heat, it is chilled after all, and it is too cold and not good for the stomach. Chu Feng said.

Mr. Wen Duan glared at him when he heard this. scolded: "Mother-in-law's mother-in-law's things dare to teach me a lesson!" The old man kindly took you out to play, and you dared to sweep the old man's interest! It's really worth fighting! ”

Chu Feng sneered and laughed. Touched his nose.

Mr. Wen Duan couldn't help but laugh.

"I said, sir, I've been curious about this. Mr. Cheng Yuan's temperament is like that. How did you convince him to agree to go north with everyone? Chu Feng asked curiously.

"Huh." Bring this up. Mr. Wen Duan was a little proud, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Chu Lang Chu Lang, do you know what kind of methods you have to use to deal with what kind of characters." Lao Cheng's painting skills are first-class, but his temper is also first-class strange. However, I talked to him twice and it was probably clear, to put it bluntly, it was just a child's temper, and he couldn't stand the agitation. If you want him to agree to go north, haha, it's just a few words. ”

The chilled sour plum soup is served on the table, and the bowl soaked with water droplets is bubbling with a hint of cool air in such a climate, and just looking at it makes people feel relieved and comfortable.

Mr. Wen Duan was about to serve it subconsciously, his hands were already stretched out on the table, but he couldn't help but remember what Chu Feng had just said, so he coughed lightly, pretended to reach out and rub his beard, and let the sour plum soup relieve the chill a little.

Chu Feng couldn't see this little action of Mr., so he couldn't help lowering his head and laughing secretly.

The girl who specializes in singing in the wine shop and tea house came forward and timidly asked if she wanted to listen to the tune.

Mr. Wen Duan smiled and nodded, and nodded a song "Qingyu Case".

The girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and it was a bit far-fetched to call her a "girl", and she looked weak, which made people feel pity.

Hearing that Mr. Wen Duan allowed her to sing the tune, the girl's timid face immediately burst into a smile. The middle-aged man who followed behind her also hurriedly thanked Mr. Wen Duan and Chu Feng, and unfolded the small horse in his hand to let the girl sit down.

The girl sat in front of her with the pipa, the middle-aged man took a hole flute and stood behind, and after the shaft plucked the strings and slightly tuned the tone, the slightly immature voice sounded along with the pipa, which was the song "Qingyu Case Yuan Xi".

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. The BMW carved car is full of fragrance, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night......"

The singing was astringent mixed with the excitement and prosperity of the millennium, and Mr. Wen Duan closed his eyes slightly to listen, and there seemed to be a beat in his hand.

The night breeze blows, and the summer breeze naturally does not feel cold, but with a hint of warmth, although it is not refreshing enough, but it also has a unique taste.

The wine is fragrant and can be accompanied by silk bamboo.

Chu Feng listened to the girl's singing, and thought to himself that it was really far away from the piano girl in Hangzhou City, although he didn't understand it very well, but he could always hear the good and the bad.

It's just that this song and lyrics really match today's scene.

But there are no moths and snow willows and golden wisps, and there are no thousands of people looking for him, so he is a little stunned.

"It's good, it's interesting."

After singing a song, the girl hurriedly got up and bowed. The pair of eyes that seemed to be mixed with spring water looked timidly at Mr. Wen Duan. There was some long-awaited light in it.

Mr. Wen Duan smiled and praised, and took out seven or eight coppers from his arms. It was handed to the girl.

The girl suddenly smiled, together with the middle-aged man behind her. I went with a thousand thanks.

"In the winter months, the fried tongs in this Meijia wine shop are the most famous, but it's a pity that it's summer now, and I can't eat it if I want to." Mr. Wen Duan took a peanut and put it in his mouth, "The business of these girls is becoming more and more difficult, and they are not allowed to enter the big restaurants during the day, so they can only sing in this night market at night." sells singing and selling to the third watch, and in addition to practicing music and piano during the day, he often has to make some female celebrities to subsidize the family. Ay. They are all hard-working children. ”

When Chu Feng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, nodded and said, "Fortunately, there are good people like Mr. ”

Mr. Wen Duan smiled: "It's just a song by the way, and it can't say anything good or evil." And the old man spent your money, don't you feel distressed? ”

"Why should you laugh at me, sir?" Chu Feng said with a smile, "I haven't sold many paintings in Lu's calligraphy and painting shop, and even if there are some polishes after that, most of them are replaced by various things. If I really only rely on the money I earned, I'm afraid that the food and drink of a few of us will not be enough. ”

"Haha! Why should Chu Lang be too humble. If it weren't for us leaving Hangzhou City. Your reputation is also on the rise, and with the continuous improvement of your painting skills, the brush will of course rise. At that time, I am afraid that 'Luoyang paper is expensive' for a while, and it is not impossible. ”

Chu Feng spread his hands helplessly. Smiled bitterly: "Sir, don't make fun of me." ”

"It's not a complete joke, but it's actually a good choice to make a name for yourself in Tokyo these days. Of course. This place is different from Hangzhou, and it gathers the heroes of the world. It's not easy to make a name for yourself. Chu Lang, the road is long! Mr. Wen Duan said.

"Huh. It's really a leopard in the countryside. It's just that you can take a pen and ink and scribble it at will, and you think you can make a name for yourself in Bianliang City, Tokyo? ”

At this time, the voice of the next table came unabashedly.

"yes. Regardless of whether he is Hangzhou or Yangzhou, no matter how many masters are among the best in that kind of realm, after arriving in our Tokyo City, there is no one who does not walk on his knees. In the end, he is a guy from a small place, and he has no knowledge, but he thinks that he has his hands and eyes through the sky with a little trick. ”

The conversation was between two well-dressed young men, one of whom held a folding fan, and his demeanor was also elegant. The other one was born with a smile, and his eyes were smiling all the time, but the words he said were quite cold and hard.

The two of them talked and laughed with each other, but they didn't deliberately face the table between Mr. Wen Duan and Chu Feng, but they also didn't lower their voices, so the words came into the ears of the two of them as they were.

Chu Feng naturally heard it, smiled slightly, and just ignored it.

He is not a hero who "draws a knife against each other without saying a word", and of course he will not stand up and beat others because of their two sentences.

And Danqing is never a thing to be compared. What's the use of standing up even if you actually stand up? Arguing with each other, not giving in to each other, and finally getting unhappy and even harming others, in any case, this is a very boring thing. Chu Feng won't do it.

Danqing is not a martial arts competition, and it is impossible to start writing on the spot. After all, art is such a thing, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior unless the real realm is very different. Second, it is also because the referee is difficult to find.

There is no way to compete cleanly, and the final result will most likely evolve into a dispute without a winner. If that's the case, why bother?

Chu Feng smiled slightly, took a piece of dried meat and put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully, which was also delicious.

Mr. Wen Duan kept looking at his expression on the other side, and at this time, he found that Chu Feng did not show the slightest anger in the whole process, he was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "People don't know and are not embarrassed, Chu Lang is quite a gentleman." ”

"This sentence is absolutely unacceptable." Chu Feng smiled and excused himself.

"Huh! Do you want to slap each other's whiskers! The two of them are so talkative and laughing, but the content is staggering! I really admire Xiao Wanyan! If the two of you are really so confident, it is better to ......"

The person at the table next to him finally couldn't help it, and Lang Jun, who was holding a folding fan, stood up, turned around, and sneered.

However, the sarcastic words came to an abrupt end after he looked back and saw Mr. Wen Duan's face clearly.

Mr. Wen Duan also raised his head slightly, looked at the face of the young man opposite, slightly surprised, but turned to smile again.

"Lu, Lu...... Uncle Lu...... Little nephew, little nephew doesn't know ......"

This folding fan Langjun suddenly blushed, and he was almost embarrassed. He hurriedly bowed to Mr. Wen Duan and stammered to apologize: "The little nephew didn't know that Uncle Lu was sitting behind him, so he spoke wildly." I, my little nephew, I'm not ......."

"Ten thousand words don't have to be formal, it's just a few jokes, am I such an old person, will I still take it seriously?" Mr. Wen Duan smiled kindly, looked him up and down again, and nodded: "It seems that he has grown a little taller than the last time I saw him, and he is more and more handsome, quite a father's style." ”

"Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be! Xiao Wanyan blushed and yelled at Mr. Wen Duan, "When did Uncle Lu return to Beijing?" If my father knew, he would have gone out of the city to greet him! ”

"It's just that it's just coming back to hang out, and it's not a big deal, so it's naturally not necessary to disturb others." Mr. Wen Duan smiled and said, "This folding fan was given to you by the old man back then?" Do you keep it close to you? ”

"Yes! Be! Of course, you have to keep it close to you! Finally got a chance to go down the stairs, Xiao Wanyan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "There are two spare medals of Uncle Lu on it!" Last year, someone wanted to buy it for 200 yuan, and I didn't want to buy it! Hehe, I'll tell you the truth, my father is often envious! ”

Mr. Wen Duan smiled: "It's just casual, and only your father and son will treat it as a treasure." Yes, I almost forgot to say ......" He pointed to Chu Feng opposite and introduced, "Chu Lang, this Xiao Wanyan, his father is Taixue Xuezheng. Wan Yan, this Chu Feng, is the old man's apprentice. ”

When Xiao Wanyan heard the word "apprentice", his eyelids jumped, and he thought that what he said before was too ruthless, and he couldn't wait to slap himself twice at this time!

"Brother Chu, in Xia Xiao Ting, there are ten thousand words...... Fang Cai's words are really arrogant words, and I hope Brother Chu doesn't care! Xiao Ting was depressed in his heart, admitting his mistake but also admitting it, at this time, he generously waved at Chu Feng, and said briskly, "If Brother Chu has something uncomfortable, just say it!" I...... How many years older should I be than Brother Chu? Come to the door another day to make amends, okay? Oh yes, I almost forgot. This is my classmate and friend in Taixue, Xu Qing Xu Zimo. Come on, Zimo, haven't you always wanted to meet Mr. Wen Duan? You're in luck today! ”

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This short vacation. I'm going to work again tomorrow @_@ (To be continued.) )