Everyone didn't dare to object to the decision of the big carpenter of Qingqiu Pavilion, but after the restaurant began to be renovated, they had nothing to do.

In view of the fact that Luo Xiaoye had just come to Ancheng, Aunt Tang decided to take this opportunity to visit West Lake.

I haven't gone out for a long time, so everyone can go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers together, and it can also increase the cohesion of the restaurant.

So, the decision to go to West Lake for a picnic was so inexplicably decided.

Before coming to Ancheng, Luo Xiaoye had been looking forward to going to the ancient West Lake to see, maybe she was lucky and could meet a male version of Xia Yuhe?

Moreover, the appearance of this Xuan Dynasty person is super high, and the few people he met are all beautiful men, even after the old man Xie shaved off his beard, he can be called a talent.

The four of them walked on the edge of the West Lake, and felt that the beautiful scenery of the West Lake was a little different from their own ideas.

Luo Xiaoye only knew that modern people like to travel, but he didn't expect that ancient people also liked to travel.

This is not a weekend or a holiday, but the West Lake is densely packed with people.

The four of them carried a burden and a food box inside, but they couldn't even find a place to squat, let alone find a place to sit under a big tree, eat snacks and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Several people stood a hundred paces away from the lake, exuding an aura of resentment.

"Aunt Tang, should we squeeze in or go back?" Luo Xiaoye asked resentfully.

Knowing that the passenger flow of West Lake was so high, they should have come early, or made a strategy in advance, so that they would not be standing in a distant place now except frowning.

"Little Night Girl, there are so many people, there's nothing to see when you squeeze in, so don't squeeze in, right?"

As soon as I heard that I had to waste my physical strength, the shopkeeper stopped doing it, and put the burden on his body on the ground:

"I think it's good for us to eat and drink outside, and it's fun to see the crowds inside sweating, and the contrast between our comfort and the pain inside?"

"It's a good idea."

The proposal was deeply liked by Aunt Tang, and after a casual glance, she aimed at a big tree:

"I think it's good there, let's see that life is too short, and there is a taste of sitting down and pointing out the country."

Hehe, this is called pointing the country? I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding of the country.

Counting it out, Luo Xiaoye was just a guy in Aunt Tang's shop, the boss spoke, how could the employee refute it, so he had to follow him and help the shopkeeper and Old Man Xie set the plate.

"The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate. ”

The ancients liked to chant poems whenever they went to a place with beautiful scenery, and the literati and writers of the Xuan Dynasty were the same.

Luo Xiaoye turned his head.

It's nothing to hear someone chanting poetry, the point is that it is actually an ancient poem that I have memorized, so I am very curious.

Who is so eloquent?

Looking back, it was actually the carpenter Wang Ji I met that day.

Forehead...... His temperament is very incompatible with this poem......

Luo Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wang Ji carpenter didn't notice Luo Xiaoye and the four of them, squeezed into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

"This carpenter Wang wants to show off his poor and sour talent at every turn, for fear that people will not know that he is not taken seriously.

Aunt Tang looked into the distance and picked up a small piece of sugar cake:

"How's Xiucai? What about lifting people? In the end, isn't it a handful of three-foot loess? It's better to be free and easy to fight. ”

I didn't expect Aunt Tang to have this kind of insight, Luo Xiaoye secretly smacked her tongue.