There were so many people in the lobby on the first floor of Qingyan Pavilion.
No one expected that Yue Izuyun would challenge Mr.
Jin even if they disagreed.
Before Qin Langge could stop him, several men in fine clothes came from the side.
Qin Langge saw that they were the same people who had just eaten in front of the Yuechuyun stall, so he didn't stop him.
"Where did the scholar come from who doesn't understand the rules?
You can come in Qingyan Pavilion, so why can't the little boss come in?
Besides, is it only for Miss Xiaoxiao that the little boss comes here to have fun?
What does it mean for you, a scholar?
, I want you to talk too much.”
"Brother Wang is right.
Small bosses don't need to care about villains like this.
Being happy is the most important thing."
Yue Izuyun didn't expect that someone would speak to him for the first time when he entered the brothel.
He felt grateful in his heart, so he said to the two people who spoke: "I'm just an unknown person.
Boss Wang and Li Yuanwai can do it for me."
Speak, I will naturally be very grateful. .
It's just that I was ridiculed for no reason today.
Wouldn't it be too weak if I didn't find my way back?
Moreover, since I was a child, I couldn't stand this kind of person who still pretends to be thirteen because of his incompetence.
Without any ink, I naturally have to prove myself."
"Since tonight is a good day for Miss Xiaoxiao to recruit a piano player, Mr.
Jin, if you dare to compete with me as a cook, how about I treat it as an appetizer for everyone?"
Mr.
Jin was stunned when he heard this, but seeing that the two people standing behind Yue Izuyun were both famous people in Yunzhong City, he suddenly felt guilty and said: "You are just a cook, how can you compare with me?"
"Master Jin is afraid of losing," Yue Chuyun said with a smile.
"I'm just looking out for your face, and if I compete with you, how can I prove who wins and who loses?"
Mr.
Jin hesitated.
"There are so many people in Qingyan Pavilion, don't they all understand poetry and music?
Mr.
Jin, do you underestimate everyone here?"
"You spit on others" "You yourself don't believe in the talent and learning of everyone here, I didn't say anything."
Mr.
Jin wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat.
After a while, he finally nodded and said: "Okay, since everyone present can testify, I will let you understand that poetry and poetry are not something that a cook like you can learn.
Tell me, what is the comparison?"
Seeing Mr.
Jin agree to compete with him, Yue Izuyun felt relieved.
You must know that the scholar in front of you is not an ordinary scholar.
That is a living system reward.
What if he doesn't agree with Yue Izuyun's reward?
It’s not that it will fly before you get it.
This is a competition with no fairness at all.
The trajectory of this world is completely different from that of ancient China.
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Therefore, there are no existences like Li Bai and Du Fu in this world.
How can Yue Chuyun, who still retains countless Chinese poems in his memory, do so?
Lost to the unknown scholar in front of me.
I just thought that the oiran here was hiring a piano player tonight, and I immediately had some playful thoughts in my heart and said: "Since Miss Xiaoxiao is recruiting a piano player tonight, Mr.
Jin, would you like to offer some advice and compete with me in this musical art."
"Okay, I didn't expect that the little boss is an excellent cook and also has a good knowledge of folk arts.
Fangfang admires him."
Fangfang said this, but she saw that Yue Chuyun's appearance at this moment was exactly the same as when he came to Qingyan Pavilion to rent tables and stools.
Two taels of silver a day, this is simply impossible for ordinary people, but to this day, who can say that Izumo would take such two taels of silver in his eyes.
Conceited, the arrogance on Yue Izuyun's face at this moment was just like that day, and Fangfang couldn't help but believe in Yue Izuyun.
"Quyi is just folk art, I don't know how you want to compare it" Mr.
Jin asked aloud.
Yue Izuyun smiled when he heard the words, stood up and looked at the people around him and said: "You gentlemen are all people who have seen the world.
It would be a bit boring if you just play the piano and flute casually.
Although I am not good at studying, I am like Mr.
Li just now.
As I said, happiness is the most important thing, so if Mr.
Jin doesn’t mind, we can compare our musical skills without using the piano or flute.”
Mr.
Jin looked like you were kidding me and said, "You really don't have much experience as a cook.
How can you do this art without the piano and flute?
I think you probably don't understand music at all and want to pretend to be crazy and fool everyone."
"So you don't know how?"
Tsuki Izumo turned around and asked.
"I have studied piano skills for seven years, but I have never heard of any music in the world that can be played without a flute.
Hum, if you can really play this kind of music without a flute, I will be your best."
"It's settled" Yue Izumo turned around proudly, and when he saw that everyone in front of him didn't believe it, he immediately smiled and said: "Everyone doesn't seem to believe me, so if I can really play this music without a piano, you will have to pay for tonight's drinks."
You’re going to wrap it up for me.”
A man in his forties among the crowd immediately stood up after hearing this and said: "What are you talking about, little boss?
I have seen many strange people and strange things.
I have never seen anyone who can play this music without a piano.
Ancient times."
There is no meal without rice.
If the little boss can really play music without piano today, I will cover all the money for drinks this month, not to mention tonight's drinks."
"Boss Zhao is the owner of the No. 1 pawn shop in Yunzhong City.
I didn't expect him to be so stingy.
Little boss, if you can really play music without a piano today, I will cover all the money for your drinks this year."
Another person stood up and said.
"Okay, I have remembered what the two bosses said.
Sister Fangfang, could you please help me get forty wine glasses and two jugs of good wine.
If Mr.
Jin can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it.
I'll show you my piano-less music later."
Yue Chuyun turned to Fangfang and ordered.
Fangfang nodded, turned around and waved to the corner, but after a while she saw several maid-looking girls walking up carrying four plates, each with ten exquisite white porcelain wine glasses.
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Yue Izumo casually picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side and knocked the wine glasses one by one.
Then he nodded and poured wine into each wine glass.
Everyone was puzzled when they saw Yue Izuyun knocking on the wine glasses while pouring wine.
However, Yue Izuyun didn't say anything.
He only waited for all the forty wine glasses to be filled with wine before he stood up and relaxed his muscles.
"Forty wine glasses, wine is poured into each wine glass, but if you look carefully, the amount of wine in each wine glass is different.
Just now I saw that he had to knock it once when pouring wine.
Is it possible that he has no music in his mouth?
The secret lies in the weight of the drink.”
A crisp voice came softly on the stairs above everyone's heads, but no one heard the crisp whisper at this moment.
If everyone looked up, they would definitely see a girl in goose yellow with a somewhat curious look on her face.
He cast his gaze on Yue Izumo.
Her eyes are as clear as springs, and the natural unibrow is lightly traced to outline the innate charm of the girl's character.
Her skin is as white as snow, and even if she is deep in thought, there is a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
The girl stood there quietly, just curiously staring at Yue Izumo who was playing with the quilt below and whispered to herself: "Is there really music without a harp in this world?"
The tone seemed to be asking, but if you listen carefully, you can There was some expectation.
"bite" The clear voice slowly echoed in Qingyan Pavilion, but Yue Izuyun was finally ready, and the chopsticks in his left hand gently landed on the wine glass at hand.
The chopsticks in his right hand fell down without hesitation, and then made a crisp sound.
Yue Izumo's movements were very slow, but to other people's ears, the tapping sound of these two points was somewhat continuous, like a continuous melody, with highs and lows, ups and downs.
The sound of the chopsticks hitting the wine glass was very clear, and each hit was like a separate note, but Yue Izuyun's slow movements connected these sounds, and the notes became a song.
Everyone had never heard such music before, and they all stopped what they were doing and quietly savored the music.
A smile appeared on Yue Izumo's lips, until the noisy Qingyan Pavilion could hear the drop of a needle, then he nodded inconspicuously, and then the chopsticks in his hands fell towards the wine glass in front of him like a violent storm. s: Guzheng version of Senbonzakura, you deserve it: