Twilight.

At this time, the clouds dispersed and the wind came, the street market was more lively, the rain on the ground was pooled, and the business of the inn was endless.

The lobby of Yuelai Building was full of guests, and the guys held trays to collect money from table to table, and the sound of "dangchang" knocked on the shopkeeper's heart.

And there are women singing in front of the hall, and the dishes are light and elegant, which is also quite hospitable.

The clever shopkeeper greeted the food, and the servants in the hall also played the pipa, the silk bamboo into the ears, and the delicate and tactful singing voice was clear, bringing lingering rhyme.

At this time, the restaurant was full of guests, but fortunately, Wu Biao booked a box on the second floor early, and the box was facing the stage below.

The tone of this opera is tactful and lingering, and the singing tone is more graceful and charming, singing and sighing!

"Boom!"

As soon as the gong sounded, the woman began to play the lute.

This kind of elegant and good rhythm, everyone listens attentively, and the sound of the pipa is soft and exciting.

Then the servant sang in a low voice:

"A lot of talent causes a lot of sorrow, a lot of affection is how worried, not serious or light, willing to accept it, who taught you to be romantic?

The green trees listen to the pelicans.

More Nakan, the partridge stopped, and the cuckoo cut.

There is nowhere to go back to spring, and the bitter hatred of Fangfei is stopped.

It is not yet reached, and the world is parted.

Immediately, the pipa is closed and blackened, and the door is longer, and the green is resigned.

Look at Yanyan and send it back to the concubine.

The general's reputation in a hundred battles was cracked to the river beam, and he turned back thousands of miles, so he was extinct.

The wind is cold in the west, and the seats are full of clothes like snow.

is a strong man, and the sad song is not thorough. The bird still knows that it is like a hate, and it is expected that it will cry tears and blood. Who is with me, drunk with the bright moon.

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At this time, the opening cavity is singing, but it is really thin but not sharp, poignant but not powerful, beautiful and far-reaching, and the aftertaste is slow.

This song, since the deeds are sad, the words and phrases are again sad, with a string of beaded throats like lotus, and there are two rhymes like the cry of the ape and the warbler, and the spine of everyone is intoxicated from the bottom to the top.

Looking at the lights of the building, it seems to have turned snow-white, and there is really a situation of "full of clothes like snow"!

Looking at it again, it seemed that there was an empty fairy world in front of him, and there was only one fairy singing there, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

Then!

There was a sudden sound of light drums in the octagonal pavilion, from slow to urgent, and the four musicians plucked the three strings with ten fingers together, like crying and complaining, if the ground was full of beads, it was thrilling.

The diners raised their eyes to look at the servants in front of the hall, and then looked at a few musicians, only to see that they were all excited and intoxicated, and everyone knew that the most exciting part was coming.

A twist on the tune!

Everyone held their breath and stared!

After a pause for a few breaths, the musicians played the tune, and the servants got up and walked to the front of the stage, their skirts were stacked, the snow brocade clothes were shining, and the singers' singing voices were also ethereal into the clouds:

"The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the pedestrian outside the wall, the beautiful woman in the wall laughing. The laughter gradually faded into silence, and the amorous was always ruthlessly annoyed......"

A song of butterflies and flowers, how many injuries......the sound of the song gradually faded, and the amazement around has not yet come to its senses.

A crisp applause rang out, and everyone looked back, and then the sound sounded like thunder...... Rhyme, lingering singing, fascinating!

And the dishes of this Yuelai Building are also very exquisite!

All kinds of collocations are suitable, clear but not light, fat but not greasy, fresh and tender.

Even carved a delicate flower crane shape lining, adding a few colors.

In this Yuelai Building, people are drinking a large bowl of tea with taste.

This kind of teahouse upper, middle and lower class people all come, they come here to eat, and they order one or two simple meals at will.

They are really entertaining guests in this kind of teahouse, and they don't feel that they are waiters.

At one end of the kitchen, there are stacks of spotless plates on the cupboards.

On the rafters on the head, hanging are hams, bundles of dried vegetables, bags of shallots, and baskets of eggs.

This place!

The heroes gathered for a feast, and dozens of tired farmers sat around the table, drinking and singing loudly to celebrate the harvest.

The diners between the tables do not deal with each other, and each table has its own center, guessing fists and wine.

The wine is endless, the dishes are one after the other, and the cousin in the white uniform, who can hold a plate on his arm, trots all the way, and sings the name of the dish loudly.

At this time, Yuelai Building is very lively!

Mo Liunian saw downstairs passing in front of the account counter, going up and down the stairs, only to hear a stack of singing and picking up and sending off guests.

In the kitchen downstairs, the roaring stove and dangdang spatula are ringing on the four walls.

There are also countless cups and plates upstairs, the guys who run the hall sing in front of the guests, the downstairs kitchen promises, the upstairs orders the cups and plates to calculate the number of reports, and the downstairs shopkeeper agrees.

The wine and food brought up were steaming, and the guests were full of laughter.

There are regular customers here, and there are also raw people, who cares, the tea is dispersed, and what questions come from things.

Then!

The guy led Wu Biao Little Half-Immortal and Mo Liunian and the three of them to the elegant seat, the three of them talked and laughed, and the people on the scattered seats saw that it was Wu Zhutou and Little Half-Immortal and they all said hello.

When they came to this Yuelai Building, the three of them sat under a table.

In the teahouse, the guy came out as a courteous gesture, took the teapot on the table, poured tea into everyone's teacups, and then handed Wu Biao a recipe and then stepped aside.

A guy in the teahouse, when the guests don't talk to him, he naturally can't interject for no reason, so he quietly stands aside and waits for the guests to order.

So Wu Biao began to order very proudly, and when he ordered the sixth dish, Mo Liunian opened his mouth to stop Wu Biao from continuing to order.

"Big brother, it's just the three of us, that's enough. ”

Mo Liunian thought to himself, after all, the salary of the head catcher is not much, so don't let him break the bank.

"I know that I feel sorry for my brother's money. The little half-immortal quipped.

"It's okay, my brother is happy today, and I'm happy to spend some money. Wu Biao smiled!

The dishes ordered were all the signature dishes of the store, and there were many people in the store, and when the gong sounded when the food was served, the diners instantly quieted down.

The diners in Yuelai Building all looked at the front of the hall one by one, as if they were expecting something, that's right, this is Lao Chai is about to start telling stories!

It just so happened that the three of them came here to eat, just in time for Lao Chai to tell the story.

At this time, Lao Chai's voice also came clearly from the hall.

In fact, as soon as Xiao Banxian entered the restaurant, Lao Chai saw it, this is Lao Chai on the stage, and he also nodded slightly in the direction of Xiao Banxian, and Xiao Banxian also smiled at him.

Others are wonderful pens, Lao Chai is wonderful flowers, and being a storyteller really gives full play to his talent.

Lao Chai standing on the stage was wearing a long coat and holding a fan in his hand, saying it well.

waited until Lao Chai finished the second scene, and the dishes came up one after another, Wu Biao ordered two jars of wine, Mo Liunian couldn't drink, and Xiao Banxian was injured again.

"Can you drink it?" Mo Liunian asked.

"It doesn't matter. The little half-fairy said with a smile.

Just watched Wu Biao and Xiao Banxian drink a cup of wine together, and when they were both slightly drunk, suddenly there was a stirring on the first floor.

Mo Liunian looked over, it seemed that there was a fight below, the two young men scuffled together, and four or five guys in the store couldn't pull it up to pull the fight.

The surrounding guests stepped back three feet to make way for the two of them to leave the battlefield, and they all looked excited.

Anyway, it didn't affect here, Mo Liunian retracted his gaze after looking at it, and continued to watch the little half-immortal drink, and the two jars of wine were almost drunk.

The little half-fairy was already beautiful, but now her face was dyed with a layer of red, and with the rose petal lips, she was really delicate.

"Brother Half-Immortal, you really cast the wrong baby with such a look, if it is a daughter, I am afraid that the threshold will be broken. Wu Biao said.

"Brother Wu's words are good, since I was ten years old, someone in my family has come to kiss. The little half-fairy pinched the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass!

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