"Qianmo, let's go to that store and see what the dolls are like. They are so cute."
When Lin Bingqi pulled her into the doll shop, Qian Mo suddenly thought that she usually went shopping with others during the day. This may also have something to do with his work and rest habits. At night, he likes peace and quiet, which is extremely rare for him.
Today's girls like to go shopping, but most of them just watch and buy. It seems that just seeing it is enough. Lin Bingqi's face showed affection as she looked at the furry doll, but she did not open her mouth to buy it.
"I just took a look. If I buy it, I won't have the novelty anymore. Let's go. We are going to another toy store to have a look. I heard they said there are many toy stores nearby. I want to go there."
If the store owner heard Lin Bingqi's inner thoughts, he would definitely smile bitterly. Why do people nowadays regard stores as exhibition halls? If they don't buy, who will take care of their own business...
"No, I'll just take a look and don't buy it!"
"That little bear just now was so cute. It would be great if I had one."
"Don't laugh. It's already very cute, okay? You can look at it later when you think about it."
The girl was very happy today. She and the boy walked around and looked around. Her words were more lively than before. Her indifference faded away at this moment, leaving behind the mood and secret words that a lover should have.
Along the way, he saw many small shops and many large shopping malls. Considering Qianmo's physical constitution, this distance was not a big deal, and because he was accompanying the girl beside him, seeing her smile from time to time, he would not have
Impatient, I just feel sorry for Lin Bingqi. I wonder if she is tired after walking for so long.
"Let's go in and sit down." He walked to an antique teahouse with a very antique decoration. When he saw that the tip of the girl's nose was already sweating, Qian Mo couldn't help but speak.
Nowadays, there are very few teahouses in China, and the quintessence of Chinese tea art is no longer as attractive as Western coffee. This is not to say that this is a tragedy for our culture, but that tea art has become an exclusive product for the rich, which is really embarrassing.
sigh
When he was in elementary school, Qian Mo once learned a poem. No, he learned many poems, but he didn't remember many of them. He could only recall the one or two poems that were more suitable for the occasion.
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it
There are not so euphemistic and beautiful words, but it is appropriate to use it in this teahouse. Just a minute or two after entering, there is a small spring pool. In the small pool, I don’t know if they are goldfish or other types of fish swimming happily.
The picture of a lady fanning is particularly simple and simple. I don’t know whether it is a copycat of modern craftsmanship or passed down by ancient people, but it is full of charm.
Lin Bingqi walked slowly through the door. Qian Mo's eyes seemed a little wider than before. In the middle of the noisy city, there was such a secluded place surrounded by sandalwood. This boss was an elegant person.
"Qianmo, it's so quiet here." After Lin Bingqi entered the teahouse, she seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world. She didn't know whether it was because of the layout design or the sound insulation effect of the glass. Except for the sound of trickling water, there was no other sound.
"Haha, I don't know what the art of tea is, but it's quite pleasant to drink tea in such a nice place." Qian Mo said this just out of emotion. Afternoon tea in the teahouse was not included in the original event arrangement.
I never thought that the scenery I encountered by chance was far more pleasant than what I had planned in advance.
"I know this." Lin Bingqi straightened her nose and said as if taking credit: "Tea art has a long origin, a long history, profound cultural heritage, and is associated with religion. Tea art includes: tea selection, water selection, tea cooking technology, tea set art, and environmental factors.
Choosing and creating a series of contents such as tea art background is an important means to set off the theme. It renders the pure, elegant and simple temperament of tea and enhances artistic appeal. Different styles of tea art have different background requirements. Only by choosing the right background can it be more beautiful.
A good way to appreciate the taste of tea”
After saying so much in one breath, Lin Bingqi couldn't help but move her eyes to the scroll next to her when she saw Qian Mo looking at her in surprise.
"I didn't expect that the little girl knows the art of tea. Haha, it's rare." The screen opened into two doors, and a middle-aged man wearing ancient linen clothes walked out with a smile. Not to mention, he really smelled like an ancient Confucian scholar.
I think this boss is just having nothing to do, pretending to be an ancient man and forgetting the noise of modern times.
She didn't expect that what she casually said in front of Qian Mo would be heard by this middle-aged man in Mai. Lin Bingqi was a little embarrassed. She wrote this down in her hobby class. She likes these things better. People who love life are very interested in it.
I remember elegant things very clearly
"I am the owner of this teahouse. You can call me Lao Lin. Haha, come in and sit down." The middle-aged man who calls himself Lao Lin does not show off the pretense of being a boss. Instead, he greets the visitors as if they are familiar with him. He knows that he has friends from far away.
Come, it's a pleasure
Qian Mo and Lin Bingqi looked at each other. They didn't expect to see members of Lin Bingqi's family here. This afternoon tea was... really full of charm.
As the boss Lao Lin walked into the screen, the originally narrow corridor suddenly became much wider. A large Eight Immortals table was placed in the center, with a tea set and a steaming long-mouthed kettle neatly placed on the table.
In the high position of the Lord, the smell of sandalwood incense slowly rises, giving a feeling of coming out of dust.
Qian Mo suddenly couldn't help but shrink his eyes, looking at the half-white-haired old man sitting in the master's seat with confusion and disbelief. This was the third time Qian Mo had encountered this old magician!
"Xiao Linzi, are you a distinguished guest today?" I saw that the old man was still dressed as usual, wearing a long robe and a cloth bag hanging on his body. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be squinting as he tasted the tea in his hand.
Drinking tea is very particular about the tea ceremony. You can tell whether a person understands tea from the gesture of holding the cup, the degree of shallow sipping when drinking tea, and the demeanor. If from the perspective of a tea master, this old master is undoubtedly a person who understands tea.
Coupled with his immortal expression, it really is like that
"Huh? Are you still a member of your own family, born today? Fate and fate, Xiaolinzi, anyone who comes here will be regarded as your noble one, and I will treat you well." This title of Xiaolinzi is really annoying, and it is easy to think of a certain person in the ancient palace.
It's a profession, but the old magician's screams are extremely natural. The boss, Lao Lin, didn't show any displeasure when he heard it. Instead, he stood by him with a respectful face, as if he was listening to the teachings of his elders.
Qian Mo took two steps forward at this time, his eyes were full of surprise because of the old magic stick's pinching, his Adam's apple moved, but in the end he was unable to suppress the doubts in his heart: "We... met for the third time!"
Huh? Did you meet an acquaintance? Or did you meet someone who you have deceived three times? The old magic stick opened his eyes suddenly, and the tea splashed on his beard because of his excessive movements. He looked carefully at the young man in front of him.
, his expression became a little embarrassed, how could he still have the unpredictable and immortal appearance just now?
"Haha... It turns out to be my little brother. Long time no see. How are you doing?" The old magic stick quickly stabilized after being stunned at first. It was like having a conversation with an acquaintance. The change was so fast that it can be described as incredible:
"I didn't expect to see my brother here. It's our fate. I didn't expect that my brother and this girl would get together today. I'm very happy to congratulate you."
Seeing that the old magic stick was familiar with the young man, the boss Lao Lin couldn't help but look at him twice. In his eyes, the old man was a god. His company was facing bankruptcy four years ago, and that's when the old god appeared.
In front of him, he vaguely pointed out the cause of his company's illness, and also vaguely pointed out the direction of his company's future development! Although the company has not grown bigger now, maintaining the status quo and developing steadily has made him very satisfied.
Looking around at the teahouse with antique decoration, Lao Lin remembered that when the company turned a profit, he followed the old fairy's advice and bought a Western restaurant that was about to close down in the city center, and built a new restaurant on top of it.
He visits this teahouse in person once a month and only opens it once a month. He does not do it for profit, but just to adjust his mentality. It is strange to say that since he comes to the teahouse once a month, his spirit has become better.
A lot more, and things become more bland when looking at them.
This was the second time he met the old god. He had just vaguely pointed out the root cause of his company's problems during this period, and suggested that he should not cooperate with merchants from Kyoto. After thinking about it carefully, Lao Lin discovered the truth in between.
There are too many tricks in the area. Fortunately, this time I got the guidance of the old god and I was lucky enough to 'escape'. While I was happy, I also envied the young man's good opportunity. This seemed to be the third time he saw the old god.
Qian Mo raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, but the unreal and specious existence made people unpredictable: "You were quite accurate just now! I don't care about the old magician, the old god, or the charlatan in the end.
So this time, can you do another fortune-telling for me?"
I don’t believe in gods and demons, and I disdain evil spirits, but this person gives me a feeling that is somewhere between a magic stick and a god. From time to time, he is so elegant that Qian Mo can’t figure it out. What’s wrong with another hexagram? In the second time
When we were young, Qian Mo once said, if you believe it, you will have it; if you don’t believe it, you will have nothing!
"Is it inappropriate to talk about secrets in such a good environment?" The old magic stick was shocked. The inexplicable look in this young man's eyes really made him uncomfortable, and this boy was not like the respectful Xiao Linzi next to him.
So bluffing: "This girl is the birthday girl today, so it is inappropriate to talk about heavenly secrets!"
Lin Bingqi didn't know if Qian Mo and this old man were really familiar with each other, but he actually knew that today was her birthday? He even knew his last name? Lin Bingqi didn't think that Qian Mo would find a charlatan to surprise her.
Make yourself happy, because Qian Mo doesn’t know how! So Lin Bingqi also became interested
"Since I am the birthday boy today, how about asking grandpa to help Qian Mo do his fortune telling?"
It was rare for a girl to smile in front of a stranger. Even if the other person was an old man who should be respected, Lin Bingqi would have dealt with it calmly in the past. Perhaps, she was just in a happy mood today and treated others much more gently.
After the old magic stick saw the smile on Lin Bingqi's face, he didn't know if it was because she was the birthday girl today that he really wanted to do it, or if the old magic stick had no immunity to beautiful women. He did not answer, but took out a Qiankun from the bag with a smile.
The copper coin was put back after just one look
"Situation, potential, reality. It is difficult to push forward and backward, but it is easier to make up for it from behind."
Every time the old magic stick talks about hexagrams, he is always solemn and has an immortal demeanor. This time is no exception. I don’t know if the punishment he said for leaking heavenly secrets and being punished by heaven is really true.
"True is not true, false is not false, true cannot be false, and naturally false cannot be true. If you plan to kill a few people today, you can know that the other party has given up on killing you, or that the other party has been restrained and those who should leave will eventually leave.
What should come will always come, and what should stay will definitely stay. Don’t worry too much about unexpected causes, as long as you manage your own internal consequences.”