Half an hour later, there was only a pile of leftovers left on the table. Some of the signature dishes were so clean that only bare plates were left. The situation was similar at other tables. Even those who wanted to take away the food did not know that the dishes on the table were still there.
Is there anything I can take away?
Chen Tong pulled the collar of his shirt, loosened the platform a little more, leaned on the chair and asked Han Qi: "How is it? Is the food here good?"
Han Qi withdrew his eyes and looked around.
"Well, it's been a long time since I've had such delicious food."
To exaggerate a bit, Han Qi has never eaten anything that tastes like this in his memory. It is indeed right to travel. There are all kinds of delicious and fun things. Why do you have to stay in your hometown all the time? It’s not interesting at all.
No.
A logistician also said: "Yeah, to be honest, not only did I not eat breakfast, I didn't eat much last night. This hotel, let alone Yanjin, is definitely number one in the city of Shaotong. As for the outside
I haven’t been there yet.”
Chen Tong said: "There is nothing delicious outside, but I think this store is good."
He is often invited to work as a host in other places. He has been in this industry for eight years and has been to all provinces and cities across the country, but he still only thinks that the taste of this restaurant is one of the best.
Han Qi could only believe half of what he said.
Who said that Chen Tong is a local from Shaotong? Of course he thinks the food in his hometown is the most delicious. To be honest, Han Qi has been away for a month. What he wants to eat most now is not the delicacies of mountains and seas, but a meal from Tianfu area.
hot pot.
Even an ordinary hot pot meal will do.
You can only try the food from other places. If you want to eat good food, you have to go back to Tianfu.
But this steamed fish is really delicious.
Han Qi decided not to leave tomorrow, but to come over for a meal tomorrow and try to see if he could learn how to make this dish... However, there should be no chance. This may be the chef's signature, and even his direct disciples have to hide it.
A unique skill cannot be taught to oneself so easily.
According to local custom, you can also have a meal here in the evening.
But Han Qi will definitely not come. He can sing under the eyes of countless people, but it is difficult to eat under the eyes of countless people. It is a kind of torture. He is very puzzled, you guys eat the food in your own bowl.
, why are you looking at me?
At half past one, Dai Jun came over to pay Han Qi the remaining 30,000 yuan.
"Singing was great." She said with a smile.
"Grandpa Li is a good singer. Is he gone?"
Ding dong…
A text message came from Han Qi's cell phone. When he took it out, he realized that the money had arrived from Dai Jun. Han Qi was in a better mood. The smile on his face made his elder sister who was looking at him drool with desire.
Dai Jun nodded and said, "I just left and went back to Yanjing."
"Then I'll say goodbye. I've been out for so long and it's time for me to go home."
After saying goodbye to everyone he knew one by one, Han Qi went out alone and walked along the street to the central square. Going home was just an excuse, but Han Qi really wanted to leave the hotel early, otherwise he would be stared at by the handsome grandparents and handsome guys around him.
Watch.
Han Qi, who was holding his luggage, was still going to find a place to stay here first.
I originally thought I would leave after singing today, but I didn't expect that I became obsessed with that dish. I will ask if I can learn it tomorrow. If I can't learn it, I will eat it again, and then pack a portion and take it back to Chengdu for Wang Zheng to try.
Wang Zheng brought Han Qi into the circle of street singers. Han Qi had not thanked him enough yet. This time he treated him to a delicious meal.
There are many hotels and guesthouses on the street, so I just found one that looked good and stayed there first. It was only for one night anyway, and no matter how bad it was, it wouldn’t be worse than the location of the hotel I stayed at on the first night... In fact, the environment was still okay.
But Han Qi didn't like opening the bed and seeing the hanging coffin opposite.
If possible, he would prefer to live on a high floor, where he can see far-away views as soon as he opens the window.
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Tang Ying is a senior student who likes to listen to music and is currently interning in a company.
This period of time now belongs to the lunch break. Their company is not as busy as Internet companies, so most offices have their doors closed from 12 o'clock to 2 o'clock, and they either sleep on their stomachs or watch TV shows with headphones.
She thought that she hadn't been to site B for a long time, so she wanted to log in to see if there were any interesting ghosts and animals.
As soon as he opened station b, he saw a very familiar face displayed on the smart push notification on his phone.
"Huh? Isn't this the one on Douyin?"
She lived in Rongcheng, and she said she would go to Chunxi Road to listen to this person singing when she had time, but the singer stopped singing on Chunxi Road before she had time. Later, she saw this person singing in Lijiang again.
The performance video has never been seen again.
The main reason is that this person sings so well and is very handsome, otherwise Tang Ying would have forgotten this person a long time ago.
After all, you have to scroll through hundreds of Douyin videos every day. Even if you only like 1/10 of them, there are still dozens of them. If you see dozens of videos that you like every day, who can remember one or two of them for a long time?
Woolen cloth?
Click in and take a look. After the screen is enlarged, Han Qi's handsome face becomes clearer on the phone screen.
"It's really him. No wonder he has to be on Douyin. It turns out he's at Station B."
In the video, Han Qi is wearing cute pajamas. The background is obviously a hotel, and Han Qi is sitting on the bed holding a guitar. His face seems a little darker than before, but Tang Ying thinks this is more handsome.
More manly.
"Hello everyone, I am Han Qi. I came to Yanjin in southern Yunnan today...I wrote two songs on the road before. Let me share one with you first..."
Tang Ying put her mobile phone on the stand under the computer screen, lying on the chair with her eyes closed and listening to the song.
This is how you listen to this person's songs. She learned this from the comments on Douyin. When you close your eyes and listen to this person singing, you can better understand the emotions in the song.
Three minutes seemed to pass very slowly, but it seemed to have passed in an instant...
When a song ended, Tang Ying opened her eyes and clicked replay. She wanted to listen to it again.
It sounds so good!!
And it's not a question of whether it sounds good or not. The main thing is that during the three minutes she closed her eyes and listened to the song, she seemed to feel that she was not in an office in front of her, but in Lijiang. When she looked up, she could see the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, surrounded by trees of various colors.
flowers.
The most amazing thing is that you can smell the fragrance of flowers on the tip of your nose.
It turns out that this is singing. I really lived such a long life in vain!!
After listening to this, Tang Ying saw that the first video pushed under the video was still Han Qi's video, titled "Han Qi vlog! Cycling Diary". The video still had 2.3 million views, and it lasted as long as
45 minutes.
“Travel vlog?”
Tang Ying clicked in with doubts, and soon got lost in the story and beautiful scenery of the video.
Before long, the alarm clock set by someone in the office rang. It was now working time... Tang Ying reluctantly clicked three times in succession, and followed Han Qi's Bilibili account, wanting to wait until she got home to enjoy this slowly.
