The old man lazily raised the cup and took a sip, and said lightly: "Madam, are you in the wrong place?" This is a teahouse, not a restaurant, if you want to sell vegetables, go out and turn left and walk forward a hundred steps, there is a restaurant with a good business. ”

Meng Yuxuan put down the burden on her shoulders. She looked around and said softly, "Sir, what I'm looking for is a teahouse." ”

The old man laughed and said, "Oh? Why is that? Aren't you selling vegetables? ”

Meng Yuxuan took out a few pieces of hawthorn cake wrapped in lotus leaves from the pick, and took Shangguan Xi's little hand and walked towards the old man.

The teahouse has not had customers for a long time, and there are only a few of them in the entire lobby. The old man is the boss here. It is said that he was a man who used to be an official, but because he was upright by nature and couldn't get used to the darkness in officialdom, he resigned and came back to run this teahouse.

In the first few years, the literati heard about the old man's reputation and came to seek advice. All of a sudden, this teahouse became the most elegant place in the neighborhood. Business here has plummeted since last year, and even so, the old man still runs the teahouse calmly. If there are guests, they will greet them, and if there are no guests, they will pour themselves a drink, and the days will be free and easy.

"This is the hawthorn cake I made, sir, taste how it tastes." Meng Yuxuan put the hawthorn cake wrapped in lotus leaves in front of the old man.

The old man glanced at the hawthorn cake and said lightly: "It's exquisitely done." It's a pity that the old man has no extra money to buy snacks. If the lady wants to do business, she can go to a restaurant or a dim sum shop. I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you here. ”

Shangguan Xi frowned, looked at Meng Yuxuan, shook her arm and said, "Mother......"

Shangguan Xi was worried that Meng Yuxuan would hit a wall again. Over the years, he has been protected too well by Shangguan Huan and has never encountered these things. Now seeing Meng Yuxuan deflated, his first reaction was to give up, instead of continuing to fight.

Meng Yuxuan smiled at him soothingly. She looked at the piano across from her and walked over slowly.

This piano is the treasure of the old man, and he usually cherishes it very much. In the past, when business was good, the old man would play a song on the piano. If he meets a guest with good piano skills, the old man will also generously let the other party play with his piano. Over time, the piano remained here and did not move.

The slender fingertips gently stroked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano was like the murmuring of a stream, like the warm sun in winter, like the warm flowers in spring. Meng Yuxuan thought back to everything in her past and present lives, forcibly suppressed her fear of the past, and looked forward to the future.

Today she plays casually, without a formed composition. When she thinks of happy things, her piano sound is happy. When she thinks of being unhappy, her piano sound is melancholy. Thinking of the despair before death in her previous life, her piano sound was depressing and deadly......

Tears flowed down her cheeks. Meng Yuxuan's eyes were full of pain and sadness. Tick-tock, tears drip on the strings, forming reverberations.

"Daddy......" Shangguan Xi shed tears and looked at Meng Yuxuan sadly. Why does the sound of my mother's piano make me so uncomfortable? I miss my dad so much. ”

The old man wiped his tears, and the tears dried and wiped and dried, and the old man's eyes were red. He said tremblingly: "When the old man resigned and returned to his hometown, he was so desperate in his heart. Good song! Good song! I didn't expect there to be such a master in the countryside! The old man is really ashamed. ”

The end of a song. Meng Yuxuan stopped, stood up and saluted the old man and said, "Let Mr. see and smile." ”

"Madame is good at playing the piano, and the old man is ashamed of himself." The old man stood up and returned the salute.

"You're welcome, sir. I'm just a little woman in the countryside, how can I have a gentleman's piano skills? Meng Yuxuan said politely: "However, the little woman can play a lot of tunes, some of which came from outside the Saiwai and learned from a singing ranger. ”

The old man smiled, pointed to the chair opposite, touched his beard and said, "Madame has something to say when you sit down." But what do you want the old man to do? ”

"I want to work with my husband." Meng Yuxuan sat on a chair and pushed the hawthorn cake on the table in front of the old man. "Please sir."

The old man did not refuse this time. These sour rotten scholars respect talented people the most. With Meng Yuxuan's piano skills, even if she wants to talk some nonsense next, the old man will give her face. This is the difference between an untalented country woman and a talented country woman.

"It's sweet and sour, and it feels warm when you swallow it, it's really delicious." The old man said. "How would Madame want to cooperate?"

"Can you borrow your pen and ink?" Meng Yuxuan smiled mysteriously.

The old man's eyes were bright, and he immediately found pen and ink for Meng Yuxuan. He laid out the paper and made a gesture of please.

Meng Yuxuan wrote with a pen: If there are insects in the water, it will be turbid, if there are fish in the water, then fishing, water and water, rivers and lakes will be miaomiao; Under the wood is the foundation, above the wood is the end, the wood is wood, the pine and cypress are in the forest.

"Good connection! Madame is talented! The old man read the pair several times in succession, and kept applauding. Wonderful, really wonderful. Water plus insects is turbidity, water plus fish is fishing, this is the word split. ”

Meng Yuxuan endured the awkwardness and picked up the pen again: red flowers everywhere, green trees everywhere.

Then he wrote a pair: divide the water by the water bridge, eat the water, and divide the water; Look at the flowers under the flower pavilion and see the flowers.

He stopped writing, looked up at the old man with a smile and said, "What do you think, sir, of these pairs?" ”

"Good words, good words." The old man bent down and gave a very respectful salute. "Everywhere there are red flowers, everywhere, and there are many green trees. It's the same word upside down, it's just wonderful. Madame's ingenuity is beyond the reach of ordinary people. ”

Meng Yuxuan hurriedly lifted the old man up and said modestly, "Mr. is polite." Actually, these pairs were made by my teacher. I'm just picking up his teeth. Sir, please take a seat, and let's talk about cooperation! Presumably Mr. is a little interested now. ”

"Madame, please be seated." The old man said respectfully: "Maybe the pair is the work of the respected teacher, but these words are written by the lady herself. The old man saw it clearly. If it weren't for more than ten years of hard practice, I would never have been able to write such a good handwriting. ”

Meng Yuxuan did not refute this. The days when she practiced her talents in the Qinglou were worse than death, and she deserved the respect of others.

"I have heard about the situation of the gentleman. Sir wants to recreate the glory of the year, no, it should be said that if you want to create a glory that is better than the past, you have to rearrange this place. I have a few ideas, sir, and if so, we'll talk about it. If it doesn't agree, I'll be treated as if I've never been there. ”

"Madame, please." The old man touched his beard and nodded.

"For this first idea, you can hang the upper couplet on the wall and attract the scholars to come up with the lower couplet. If it is right, it will be free of tea money for three days. Meng Yuxuan paused and looked at the old man's expression.

"Hehe, Mrs. doesn't know, the price of the old man's teahouse is not high, and the money for three days of tea is nothing." The old man laughed.

"Three days of tea money is really nothing. But that's not the point. The point is that the man is in pair. This greatly showed his face in front of his classmates. Mr. can also introduce a reward, for a period of one month, within a month, the top three scholars who do the most pairs and do the best work, you can reward other things. For example, the four treasures of the good study, or the best Confucian clothes, etc. That's something for the gentleman to consider. ”

"Also, what does the gentleman think of my piano skills?" Meng Yuxuan looked at the old man with a smile.

"Worthy of the title of master." The old man made no secret of his admiration for her.

"If I play a song in the wing room of the teahouse, will anyone listen to it?" Meng Yuxuan continued.

"If there is the sound of the lady's piano, the business of the teahouse will definitely turn around." The old man thought for a moment, touched his beard and smiled.

"Good. I can play it here at Mr. However, the gentleman is not allowed to reveal my identity or describe me. For the first three days, in order to attract customers, I came to play a song every day. After three days, I won't be coming to play every day. I will do it for 10 days, once every 10 days. Meng Yuxuan said: "I admire Mr.'s personality and want to help Mr. save the business of the teahouse." And I have only one condition, and that is to sell my pastries in a tea house. This hawthorn cake is a piece of five words. If there are other pastries, we will set the price when the time comes. ”

"Although most scholars are children of poor families, there is never a shortage of rich sons in this world. The price is right. The old man nodded in agreement. The old man's surname is Zhou, and the lady can call me Lao Zhou. I still don't know my wife's surname, where is it? ”

"My surname is Meng, and my husband can call me Mrs. Meng. This is my son. Meng Yuxuan didn't say where she lived. She admired the old man, but she hadn't talked to him to the point where she didn't have anything to say. Sometimes it's better to keep it a little mysterious. "Having said so much, I haven't asked Zhou Lao what he means. Would you like to work with me? ”

"Haha! The old man is not stupid. Mrs. Meng came up with so many ideas for me, and those were all good ideas to save the teahouse. How could the old man disagree? This cooperation is beneficial to the old man. Of course I agree. Zhou Lao said with a smile. But I also have one condition. If Mrs. Meng is willing to write out your teacher's couplet and hang it here, the business of the old man's teahouse will be divided into two percent of your profits. ”

"Huh!" Meng Yuxuan chuckled. "I originally thought that Zhou Lao was not good at business, but now it seems that I am clumsy. However, I agree to your conditions. ”

"Mrs. Meng is refreshing. The old man will not let you suffer. So we'll write it now? The old man hasn't written for a long time, and today he also makes an ugly appearance and leaves his own ink treasure here. Meng Yuxuan agreed to the old man's conditions, which made the old man overjoyed.

After all, the pairs that Meng Yuxuan just wrote were all high-quality products. For Zhou Lao, who loves talent like life, it is the happiest thing to be able to see more knowledge and learn from people's knowledge.

An old man and a young man, a man and a woman write like gods. Zhou Lao looked up at Meng Yuxuan from time to time, and every time he looked at it, he was amazed a little more.

"That's right! Good word! What kind of font is this, it's completely different from just now. Mrs. Meng's teacher is really a strange person. Zhou Lao looked at the new font written by Meng Yuxuan with an excited face.

"Zhou Lao has won the award. I don't know who the teacher is. He likes to travel, makes his home all over the world, and never says his name to others. Meng Yuxuan cut off Old Zhou's thoughts.