Outside the window, the fog was heavy, a gray scene, the leaves swayed gently in the wind, and a few kingfishers hovered overhead, singing unknown songs.

After Su Changqing woke up, he couldn't sleep, his eyes were open, and he looked around a little boredly, so he held a book in the teahouse all night.

When the morning sun poured in through the window, a man appeared at the top of the stairs wearing a cotton coat.

"Uncle, did you wake up so soon?"

He was reading a book when he suddenly heard a voice with a mixture of surprise.

Su Changqing turned his head to look.

Oh, it's Boss White.

He looked down at his phone, which read 5:23.

Raising his head, Su Changqing nodded and said with a smile, "I won't be able to sleep after waking up." ”

"Me too, somehow didn't sleep well last night. ”

The other party came down the stairs and said to him with a sigh.

While the two were talking, Boss Bai ran to open the door with the key, indicating that it was now open for business.

Su Changqing looked at the cold outside, and found that there were already a few breakfast vendors pushing the stalls at the door, rubbing their hands from time to time.

Touching the money in his pocket, Su Changqing walked out of the door and walked towards the vendors, just wanting to be extravagant.

"Eh, uncle, wait. Boss Bai suddenly spoke.

Su Changqing stopped and turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

"Uncle, don't be in a hurry to buy it outside. Boss Bai put his hands in his pockets and smiled, "Wait a minute, I'll make porridge for you to taste." ”

Su Changqing smiled, "This won't bother you, it's the same if I go out to buy it." ”

"Don't. Boss Bai smiled, "Don't shirk, relying on you recently, my business has been a lot better." ”

Because Su Changqing can use this erhu from time to time to "have a 20% probability of making the listener achieve an immersive effect". Therefore, the business of the teahouse has been so good that there is nothing to say about it recently, and the customer flow is much larger than before, at least not only a few people.

So this town knows inside and out, there is such a newly opened teahouse with a good erhu player.

Su Changqing couldn't shirk it, so he could only sit back in his seat and wait for Boss Bai's cooking skills.

He was curious about what Boss Bai was doing here, but Boss Bai quickly brought out the food.

Looking at the dumplings on the plate, Su Changqing poked them with some curiosity.

Boss Bai introduced and said with a smile, "This is shrimp dumplings." ”

Su Changqing picked one up and took a bite carefully.

Shrimp dumplings Shrimp dumplings, as the name suggests, definitely have shrimp in them.

This bite down, this shrimp meat is very elastic, I don't know what else this white boss added, this shrimp dumpling is still a little crispy to eat.

Boss Bai was next to him, smiling and seeing Su Changqing's face with a look of surprise.

Su Changqing didn't know what Boss Bai's name was, he only knew his surname, so he could only say, "Boss Bai, the food you make really tastes like nothing to say." ”

Boss Bai agreed with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

After eating the shrimp dumplings, Su Changqing took the initiative to go into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and then sat back on the chair to read.

By 7 o'clock, the storyteller was late.

The storyteller here, Su Changqing, also doesn't know his name, only knows that his surname is Liu, and he is silent, except for when he is telling a story, he basically doesn't say a word at any other time.

After saying hello to each other, Su Changqing poured some boiled water into the teacup, and read a book while drinking water.

After looking at it for a while, he remembered the leaves and the little black cat that had not eaten at home.

I don't know if I scared them if I didn't return last night. He thought silently.

So he hurriedly came out of the teahouse, bought a bowl of porridge, and rode a tricycle halfway up the mountain.

......

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In the teahouse, the fragrance of tea was curling, and a middle-aged man in an antique blue coat was silently drinking tea, and suddenly looked at the white boss who was making tea on the other side.

"Bai Qi. ”

It was the storyteller who was usually taciturn, and when there were no guests in the teahouse now, he suddenly stopped Boss Bai.

Bai Qi smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"How would you let an ordinary person work here?"

Bai Qi didn't speak, but instead of tasting tea like before, he raised his head and drank a cup of tea like a cow chewing a peony, and then said with a smile, "He is not an ordinary person, have you ever seen an ordinary person with a strong and righteous spirit?"

The storyteller was a little silent, "You're joking with our lives." ”

At this time, as the beaded curtain in the staff room was lifted, a young man in a white coat walked out.

"What are you talking about?"

His tone was cheerful, with pure curiosity on his face.

"Nothing. Bai Qi said with a smile, "We're talking about that Su Musha." ”

The storyteller was silent and did not speak.

"He's in big trouble right now!"

Boss Bai smiled slyly.

Here they were muttering, but they heard the door being pushed open and the sound of a bell sounding.

A white-haired old man in thick clothes walked in from outside, and when he saw them, he greeted them kindly.

It's not even half past eight, and it's still early, and there are no guests coming.

The white-haired old man was Su Changqing, and when he got things done at home, he hurried back to the teahouse.

Taking out a sheet music book from his bag, he looked at the catalog, intending to play a different piece today.

Dry fingers slid from top to bottom, and his hand rested on a line of small print.

This is a song called Sudi Chunxiao.

Seeing the spring dawn at Su Causeway, Su Changqing thought of the infinite scenery of West Lake.

He had been to Xizihu in his previous life, but in his memory now, he couldn't remember what she looked like.

I only know that there is a broken bridge and Leifeng Tower, and the sunset shines at sunset.

The scores in this book are all simple scores, and Su Changqing has been learning these for some time, so most of them can be pulled out now.

After practicing and pulling, Su Changqing was not very proficient in pulling, the key was that the score was not memorized.

It's just that this teahouse is not a good place to practice after all, it is a quiet place, and it is better to practice the piano at your own home, so as not to disturb the people.

After pulling it twice, Su Changqing stopped pulling it, took out a copy of the "Analects" that was about to be turned over from his bag and began to read it.

......

The white horse roared softly, treading on time, running in the river of time, and the autumn sun poured on the bluestone slab, transforming into a charming luster.

Before you know it, the teahouse has welcomed its first guest of the day.

Su Changqing lifted the curtain, came out of the room, hugged the erhu, walked slowly onto the high platform, and played his first song today.

The song is called Moonlight.