The two got on the second cruise ship, and the anxiety in their hearts stabilized slightly. The people who came up from behind were looking for their positions, and the two of them walked through the layers of crowds and came to the bow of the boat with the least number of people to stand, before the boat started, the wind was already very strong, Lin Yilan stretched out his hand to cover his hat that was almost blown away, and giggled.

Xiang Hai patted his baseball cap and raised his eyebrows proudly, "It's still my hat!" ”

Lin Yilan stared at the black baseball cap he was wearing, suddenly reached out and took the baseball cap on his head in his hand, put his hat on the opponent's head with his backhand, and kept the opponent's baseball cap on his head.

Xiang Hai was stunned for a moment, he remembered Lin Yilan's pink sun hat, and the edge of the hat was also decorated with some cute little flowers, which made him feel cold, and quickly took the hat in his hand and didn't put it on his head again.

Lin Yilan saw him take off his hat, his heart moved, and he was pitiful, "Oh, why don't you bring my hat?" You see I'm wearing your hat......"

Xiang Hai looked at her pitiful coquettishness, almost vomited blood in his heart, took the hat in his hand and looked left and right, sighed deeply, and put the hat on his head with the thought of seeing death as home. Thinking about it, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay if she's happy, anyway, no one else knows me, pink is pink, there are small flowers, there are small flowers.

Lin Yilan watched him put on his pink sunhat and lie on the bow of the boat and laugh even more. The sun shone on her chin from the side, making it look small and delicate. Xiang Hai looked at her smiling eyes and fluttering eyelashes, silently reached out and patted the little pink hat on her head, and felt that she was not so embarrassed for a while, it seemed to be worth it.

He chuckled softly twice, his gaze falling on the wind-wrinkled lake.

When the cruise ship actually started, the wind was stronger, and tourists standing outside to take pictures and enjoy the scenery covered their hats with their hands, and some even had their hats blown away.

Xiang Hai pulled out the elastic in the hat and hooked it on his chin, and then pinched it tightly, and the hat stuck to his head without moving, shielding him from the sun. He has become accustomed to ignoring some strange eyes around him, as long as he looks closely at the people around him, other people or things have nothing to do with him.

The cruise ship made two laps along the central island before finally stopping at the side of the suspension bridge. Two circles of wind blew down, which seemed to blow out everyone's anxiety and impatience, and people slowly disembarked from the boat, without the crowd and impatience when they got on the boat.

There are many restaurants on the island in the center of the island, with a wide variety of styles. Tourists who disembark from the cruise ship are scattered like a flood in the island's restaurants. Time is not rushed, everyone can get together after the meal, buy a few silk scarves at the silk shop on this island, drink a few free cups of tea at the tea shop, buy or not.

This kind of casual and comprehensive marketing method will arouse the desire of others to buy, people can buy comfortably, and the store can sell easily, and the tourism industry around Qianling Lake has developed in this way.

Xiang Hai and Lin Yilan ordered the local characteristic lake fish, and casually ordered cucumbers and shredded potatoes, and Longjing shrimp also came, and at the end they ordered two Longjing tea

Eggs, plus two bowls of rice.

The restaurant chosen by the two is a combination of Chinese and Western, and only one screen separates two different worlds. Occasionally, people on both sides will look at each other's food or clothing, and occasionally they will smile when their eyes meet.

The two of them didn't eat much breakfast, and they were already hungry and waiting for this meal.

First served two bowls of rice, then shredded potatoes, patted cucumbers, two tea eggs were also put on small tableware, and finally the characteristic lake fish. The two of them had a wild meal of rice, and finally suppressed their hunger, so that they could really sit and eat without losing their etiquette too much.

Lin Yilan tasted every dish, took a small bite of the tea egg, put it back in the tableware, and concentrated on eating the shredded potatoes in front of her. The shredded potatoes are cut thin and thin, upright, it seems that even the length of each piece is the same, there are few defects, the taste is refreshing and sour and crispy, especially the fried red pepper, not only not spicy, but also very fragrant, she didn't pay attention to it, so she ate a few more red peppers. ¥ iQiwen ~ the fastest update

Xiang Hai took a pair of chopsticks again, and put red peppers in the shredded potatoes, until he finished picking the red peppers in them, he smiled proudly at Lin Yilan and continued to eat the fish in front of him.

He doesn't know when this habit began, no matter what kind of dish, he always has to pick the chili pepper in it, I don't know what is wrong or habit. Lin Yilan began to dislike other people's chopsticks a little bit, but Xiang Hai always changed to a new pair of chopsticks when she was doing it, so she didn't look for his stubble, so she let him go.

This meal is quite satisfying, although the taste of the dish is not so perfect, but it is rare to be able to eat this taste in a tourist place.

Xiang Hai took out her wallet to settle the bill, Lin Yilan was eating the uneaten tea eggs in her hand, and was almost choked by the sun when she went out, Xiang Hai hurriedly handed her water and patted her back, and when she was panting, she immediately squatted on the ground and laughed at her, eating a tea egg can choke on herself, and she is really just a baby in her 20s.

Lin Yilan swallowed the mineral water in her mouth, her attention was attracted by the sweetness of the mineral water in her mouth for half a second, and then she glared at the other party and bared her teeth at him.

It was still early, and Xiang Hai pulled her with a smile and entered the nearest silk shop. He bought Lin Yilan a silk scarf and a shawl; Opposite the silk shop is a tea seller, the two went in with great interest, drank half a pot of tea, Lin Yilan bought a box of Pu'er, a box of Longjing and gave it to Xiang Hai, and Xiang Hai simply accepted it.

The clerk also generously sent a small package of Tieguanyin, and the shopping was quite pleasant.

Qianling Lake still belongs to the south, there are many embroidery industries around it are also famous, this embroidery shop in front of you is the most crowded, the finished product contains a variety of styles, there is no missing needle or thread is not handled well in the details, the quality is very good.

Lin Yilan and Xiang Hai looked at an ink-style embroidery that was a little difficult to move, the various details of this embroidery were handled very well, the color transition was also very natural, or the double-sided embroidery with deep skills, the whole work was full of classical charm, and it could even be said that it was immortal.

"Two of you

There is no like, our store can also customize the pattern, can be described verbally, we have a professional painter to draw it, and a professional embroiderer will embroider exactly the same work for you, and finally, we will hand it over to you together with the painting. In terms of fees, the money is calculated according to the number of needles, that is, the painting of a professional painter, and some manual fees have to be charged. ”

The two of them, who were almost about to take their wallets, looked at each other, and sure enough, they saw a stronger interest in each other's eyes, and they smiled at each other.

Xiang Hai coughed, "That's it, let's draw it ourselves, and you are responsible for embroidering it, how about it?" ”

The waiter's expression immediately changed slightly, as if he had seen more tourists like the two tourists in front of him, in order to save money, he drew two strokes casually, and found them to embroider the tourists embroidered. She couldn't help but show a look of disdain, smiled and said, "This is also okay, the fee is still charged according to the number of needles." In addition, the price of embroidery cloth and silk thread is also different, what material do you want? ”

"Pick when you're done."

"Okay two, this way, please—"

Xiang Hai and Lin Yilan carried their things and followed the waiter to the back of the screen, and the waiter pushed open a sliding door that shone softly from there, and saw a master sitting in it.

The waiter said, "This Master Zhang has been cooperating with our store for more than 10 years, and he doesn't paint it for ordinary people, but today he is in high spirits, and he hopes to draw the pattern himself, and then embroidered by our embroiderer is also a good choice." So Master Zhang can take a break. ”

The master Zhang was sitting there cross-legged in a wide Tang suit, with an elegant smile on his face, and just nodded slightly to Lin Yilan and Xiang Hai, who had just come in and sat on the side, not to mention, there was really a charm of fairy wind and bones.

There is a toolbox with acrylics of various colors and some paintbrushes. The waiter came out of nowhere with a slightly longer tray with white canvases of various materials. Some materials are extremely soft to the touch, while others are slightly hard to the touch.

The waiter set aside the top layer of trays, revealing a neat row of embroidery threads of various colors underneath, "Now you two can choose all the materials before you can paint on the embroidered cloth." ”

Xiang Hai picked two pieces of embroidery cloth with moderate hardness and softness and a thinner but extremely tough embroidery thread. The waitress was overjoyed when she saw this, but she didn't expect that these two people were willing to spend money, and now she prayed that the more complicated the things they painted, the better, and the more silk threads used, the more she would get to get the achievement.

The waiter puts the contents of the tray back in the drawer under the counter and locks it. Seeing that there were no guests, she stood for a few minutes, and entered the inner room again with curiosity. At this time, the two of them were sitting there and drawing, quiet, and decent.

She looked over with doubts, and saw that the young man was writing with ease and strength, and the tip of his slender nose was standing with black paint and was drawing a picture of thousands of mountains and ravines, although it was made of acrylic, but it was light and dizzy, and there was also a strong sense of divinity that could not be dissolved. She looked down at the painting for a few minutes, and then she felt that she was in this mountain, with the stream silently in the distance, and the clouds and mist in the distance.

I thought I was an immortal

, or a mortal who stepped into the immortal dojo in a panic.

The waiter's mouth closed in surprise, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses. Only then did she see the elegant soul of this young man who was different from his brilliant appearance. She knew that she was out of shape and knew that she should go to the front desk to work, but she stood still, her eyes still staring at the piece of embroidery she was once very familiar with.

The pen in Lin Yilan's hand drew a small building in the distance, and a bluestone path extended from the entrance of the small building to the near place, and the two sides of the path were full of cosmos of various colors.

She moved her brush to the window of the small building, where two sunflowers grew, and the window opened, and on the white curtain squatted two gray sparrows, looking up at the sky, spreading their wings, as if they wanted to fly.

Her painting is very simple, and she puts down her brush much earlier than Xiang Hai. He handed the painting to the master on the side, and sat on the side and watched Xiang Hai paint.

From the day she knew the identity of the other party, she had never despised the other party's drawing ability, but every time she saw her, she would be amazed by the other party's magical power, Xiang Hai's brush seemed to be another world, a connection point with the real world, he could greet that world with just a few casual strokes, present this world to people with strong curiosity, and also introduce people to that wonderful world.

Lin Yilan has also seen a lot of paintings, but she knows that not everyone has this ability, maybe this is why Xiang Hai is loved and respected by everyone.

(End of chapter)