"The fish are coming!!

At noon, the originally clear well water gradually rippled, and countless fish swam in the well water, and the two immediately picked up the fishing rod, put the hook and line into the well, and held the fishing rod nervously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hooked !!"

Mingyuan felt that the fishing rod was being dragged vigorously, and shouted excitedly, while hurriedly lifting the rod, Mingyue on the side stared at the wellhead with bright eyes.

"Huh!? There's a bite hook..."

Seeing that there was nothing on the fishhook, Mingyuan muttered a little strangely, and Mingyue was suddenly deflated.

"I've got a fish!"

At this time, Mingyue's fishing rod felt dragged and hurriedly shouted to Ming Yuan, who put down the fishing rod in his hand and felt that he was helping to reel in the line.

"Again~"

After the fishing line was pulled up, they found that it was empty again, and the two couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"There's still time, try again!"

The two put the hook back into the well and waited slowly, but then, disappointed again and again, the two completely lost confidence.

The fish gradually dispersed, and the two still found nothing, so they unwillingly put down the fishing rod, looked at the meridian well, lifted the paper bag, shook their heads and left.

"We come every day, and we don't believe we can't catch it!"

Ming Yuan made up his mind and said, which can be regarded as giving himself a little confidence.

"Hmmm! I'm a little hungry, let's find something to eat~"

"Grandma didn't say that there are operas in Xiluo Teahouse, maybe there is something to eat!"

The two walked slowly, found that their stomachs were rumbling, and remembered what the grandmother said about the Xiluo teahouse, so the two walked towards the teahouse in the corner.

Xiluo teahouse, two-storey small building, sitting at the end of the road, backed by the mountain, flying fighting arches, green tiles and red columns, birds and beasts statues stand in a forest.

The two stepped in the door and looked around, but saw that the tea shop was more than 100 square meters, and there were more than a dozen tea tables.

Directly in front of the storyteller, a middle-aged scribe-looking person was giving a speech with spittle, and three or two people in the audience were drinking tea and chatting, but they didn't pay attention to the stage.

Ming Yuan and the two stepped forward, sat down in the front position, and naturally someone stepped forward to greet them.

"Two, tea or snack?" A man dressed as a junior came to ask.

"Do you have any recommendations here?"

When they first arrived, the two of them didn't know what to eat, so it was better to let the family recommend it, and it would be embarrassing to save people.

"We have the best Longjing, Pu'er, Tieguanyin, as well as osmanthus cake and mung bean cake." The teahouse Xiao Er happily introduced.

"Senior sister, what do you want to eat?" Mingyuan asked Mingyue.

"Osmanthus cake and mung bean crisp are all served~"

"Then come to Hulongjing~"

"Okay~ Wait a minute, you two!"

Mingyue was in charge of the pastry, and pushed the problem of tea to Mingyuan, Mingyuan didn't know what tea was delicious, so he ordered one at random, and the teahouse Xiaoer replied politely, and went to prepare quickly.

"The two of you use it slowly, you have something to call me~"

After a while, the little servant took the tray and put the refreshments ordered by the two of them, said hello, and withdrew.

The middle-aged storyteller on the stage is still boasting, but it sounds like this one is coming to an end.

Ming Yuan picked up a piece of pastry, smelled it, then took a bite lightly, and said with emotion: "This osmanthus cake is so fragrant, it's so delicious!" Taste it~"

At Mingyue's urging, Mingyuan also picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, unlike Mingyue's small bite to taste it, but took a bite into half of it.

"How's it taste?" Mingyue saw that Mingyue didn't speak, thinking that it was not delicious, so she asked anxiously.

"Water, water~"

It turned out that Mingyuan bit too much, choked, Mingyue hurriedly got a cup of Longjing tea, Mingyuan drank the tea in one sip, and swallowed the osmanthus cake.

"Whew~ It's delicious, it's delicious, but I almost choked to death!"

"No one robbed you~"

When Mingyue heard Mingyuan's words, she threw him a big roll of her eyes and said angrily.

"Look at the two of you are very good-looking, the first time you came to Xishan Town?"

At this moment, a man came to the front of the two and said in a polite tone.

Ming Yuan and Ming Yue saw that the person who came was the middle-aged storyteller on the stage, Ming Yuan got up and replied politely: "Hello, we are here for the first time." ”

The middle-aged storyteller nodded, seeing Mingyue eating osmanthus cakes, he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's not the right time for the two of you to come, it's too early, it's not lively~"

"We still prefer to be less crowded, less noisy, and quieter!"

"Little friend, good attitude!"

It can be seen that the middle-aged storyteller still appreciates Ming Yuan's answer.

"Sir, don't stand, please take a seat."

Ming Yuan saw the middle-aged storyteller and had no intention of leaving, so he invited him to sit together.

"Seeing each other is fate, then I'm welcome." The middle-aged man said that Mr. Zhu pulled out the chair and sat down.

Mingyue looked at the middle-aged storyteller and asked curiously, "Sir, are you a local?" ”

"Half a local, settled here for more than 20 years." The middle-aged storyteller sighed.

"Can you tell us the story of Xishan?" Mingyue asked expectantly.

"Yes~" Sure enough, the girl's eyes are better, and the middle-aged storyteller agreed in one bite.

"Mr. trouble~" Ming Yuan poured a cup of tea for the middle-aged storyteller and thanked him.

"Then I'll tell you the story of the monkey fairy."

"Legend has it that a long time ago, the monkey fairy took a group of monkey monkeys down the mountain, in order to find a suitable place to live, accidentally came here, found a few people who were on the verge of death, the monkey fairy had compassion, fed them, took care of them until they recovered, and then helped them work so that they lived."

"The monkey fairy saw this place, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, so he lived here, and there has been very little good relationship with people, and people often go up the mountain to see it, and send it things and fruits to express their gratitude."

"People firmly believe that the monkey fairy blesses the wind and rain of Xishan, and over time, the monkey fairy has become the belief in the hearts of generations of people in Xishan, so every household worships it."

"According to legend, the monkey fairy is still alive, in the monkey fairy mountain, there are still many people who have seen it, a snow-white fluff, and the mouth is a whining!"

The middle-aged storyteller has told the story of the monkey fairy countless times, and this is only one of countless times, so he finished it quickly.

"Mr. Storyteller is not ashamed, he is lying again!"

"Liared ~~~"

Not far away, a group of children shouted loudly towards this side, pointing and laughing while pointing to this side.

"Go, go~ What I said is true!"

The middle-aged storyteller got up and shouted at a group of children, the expression on his face was helpless, it could be seen that he was used to the children's yelling.

"Tong Yan Wuji, Mr. don't care, thank you for Mr.'s story, I salute you~" (To be continued.) )