Gao Lan hurriedly got up and replied sincerely: "The master is polite, since the master likes it, why don't I transcribe this score and leave it to the master." The master of the first string said that this piano can shape people's thoughts, and it can also reach the principle of heaven and earth. In the future, I also hope to enlighten more destined people on his behalf. ”

When Yeyang heard this, he was full of approval: "The donor can have this idea, I think the master of the string is also very pleased, but I don't have a pen and paper on me, I am looking for a teahouse in the town in front, and the donor Gao thinks that it is okay to sit down with the poor monk and drink tea and borrow a pen and paper?" ”

Gao Lan was relieved for a while, covered his hungry stomach, and said in his heart: Alas, it's not easy! Finally got back to the point, and nodded happily for a while.

Gao Lan led the horse, crossed a long bridge with the night sun, came to the town, walked for a while, and saw a two-story teahouse at the corner of the street, living near the river, and the fragrance of tea was permeated.

The two of them unconsciously stopped.

Gao Lan looked up at the plaque and smiled slightly: "Interpretation of the teahouse." This name is in line with the identity of me and the master, one mystery and one solution. ”

Yeyang raised his hand and made a gesture of respect: "Then let's follow the fate." ”

The two entered, picked a place near the window on the second floor and sat down, Yeyang ordered some snacks and tea, and asked the shopkeeper to borrow pen and paper.

While waiting for the tea and snacks, Gao Lan concentrated on writing the score.

At this time, the sunshine of the west slope came in, and the paper had a warm yellow luster, which was soft.

After a short time, the tea was poured and the snacks were served hot.

Gao Lan also put down the pen and finally wrote it and handed it to Yeyang.

Yeyang took it, got up and took a step back, leaning over to thank him.

Gao Lan hurriedly got up and held him up: "Why should the master be like this, you and I meet is fate, come to think of it, the master is also in my dream." It seems that you and I also had a reason in our previous lives. ”

Yeyang looked at Gao Lan, smiled softly, and did not speak.

The two sat down again, looking at the snacks on the table, Gao Lan was already hungry, and couldn't wait to grab a round cake the size of a palm and take a bite.

"Click!"

Xu is the reason why it has just been baked, and the crispy sound is very tempting. With the debris overflowing, Gao Lan hurriedly raised his other hand to support his mouth, and then the debris.

She couldn't help chewing, and her mouth was busy: "Hmm! This cake is delicious, so fragrant! ”

Xiao Er next to her seemed to be waiting for her to taste it, and then she did some white work, threw the rag on her shoulder, and said proudly: "That's natural!" This is a special pastry unique to our Heqing Town, which is famous far and wide. You can't eat anywhere else! ”

Gao Lan couldn't help but get up, pointed to the cake and asked, "Xiao Er, what's the name of this cake?" ”

"This cake is called Qingyun-Ping Cake," there were not many people in the store, Xiao Er sat directly beside them, crossed Erlang's legs, and said leisurely, "Two guest officers, you are from out of town, I don't know if you know, our Qingyun cake still has a story." ”

Yeyang drank tea leisurely, silently, but Gao Lan couldn't help asking: "Then the little second brother should tell us the story of this Qingyunping cake." ”

"Heqing Town here is the largest Caoyun land transport gang in the rivers and lakes, the base camp of the Qingyun Gang, the people in the town basically rely on the Qingyun Gang to make a living, the old gang leader Wang Zhenfeng is very famous, this cake was made by her wife back then. Mrs. Wang couldn't help but be good-looking, and she was ingenious, and the year she made the cake was also when their daughter Wang Pingyue was born, so she took this Pingzi as her name. Mrs. Wang did not hesitate to teach us all this craft, because this cake is crispy and delicious, and it has been passed down to this day, and it has become a large income ...... in Heqing Town" Xiao Er talked eloquently, as if he was full of reverence and gratitude for the Wang family.

Gao Lan was a little distracted: Wang Gang Leader...... She remembered the father and daughter she saw last time at the foot of Mojiazhuang Mountain, could it be them.

Thinking of the beautiful little woman, a sour feeling surged in my heart.

Didn't Mo just want to snatch that Mo Shaozhi in her hands? An inexplicable thought came to mind.

Yeyang saw that she was in a trance, and hurriedly called: "High donor......"

Gao Lan came back to his senses at this time, looked down, and the scene in front of him frightened himself for a while: "This ......"

It turned out that when Gao Lan's mind wandered away just now, his hands were not idle, and he crushed the cake, and the crumbs fell on the table.

Gao Lan looked at Yeyang with a bleak smile and said, "I'm sorry, I-"

Xiao Er was also full of surprise: "I'm afraid the guest officer doesn't like this cake......"

Gao Lanxin said: The cake is a good cake, but this person ...... Huh, hey......

"No, no, I like to crush and eat, my teeth are not very good." After speaking, he picked up the crumbs one by one, put them in his mouth and chewed them heavily.

Xiao Er left: "This cake is so crispy, how bad is the tooth mouth......"

Yeyang stared at the person in front of him who was dirty and dusty, and smiled slightly: "Master Gao is very interesting......

Gao Lan, who was chewing heavily, stopped for a moment, and said with a shy smile for a while: "It's all said that, everyone around me said so." ”

After a while, Gao Lan seemed to have something in his heart, tilted his head and frowned: "Master Yeyang, it stands to reason that you are a monk who ignores mundane affairs, and this kind of question should not be consulted by you, but think about it again, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, according to this statement, you should be clearer than us, so I can't help but want to ask you after thinking about it." ”

Yeyang saw her entanglement, so he said loudly: "Let's hear it, I can temporarily enter the world for a cup of tea." ”

Gao Lan hesitated for a moment, made up his mind, and organized the language before speaking: "If there is, if there is a man, a man in the world, as unearthly as a master, everything is good, family environment, cultivation, appearance, and it is very good, what kind of woman will he choose......"

Gao Lan said, his eyes turned to the lake outside the window, and he was slightly lonely: "Should it be a wandering rootless weed, or a famous flower in the hall." If the weeds want to take root, is it worthy of that famous flower? ”

When Yeyang heard this, the corners of his mouth rose: "In this way, the high donor is also a person trapped by love?" ”

Gao Lan was stunned, looked at the bald monk in front of him, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, and asked a monk about the entanglement of lay family affairs, and he was really sick and rushed to the doctor.

A gust of wind blew outside the window.

Seeing Gao Lan's hair swaying slightly in the wind, Yeyang turned to the window and looked up, closed his eyes and said: "This wind, I can't see it, I can't touch it, but I can feel it, it's really like a love ......."

The sun from the west shone on his face, glowing with a faint yellowish sheen.

Gao Lan seemed to understand something, smiled, and closed his eyes to the window: "Yes, I can feel it......"

Seeing that Yeyang hadn't picked up the cup of tea for a long time, Gao Lan reminded: "Master, the tea is cold." ”