Chapter 260: Mo Xin Zhu Guo, Landscape Painting Dream
Ever since Han Wenfu entered that old-fashioned woman, he could not look away from her for a moment.
At this time, he saw Yu Huaijin walking towards the waiting booth as usual, with the same smile on his face, his waist straightened slightly, his eyes downward, and he glanced at the clothes he was wearing today.
Han Wen rolled up his sleeves at his wrists and straightened his clothes. He was wearing an ordinary Qingjin student uniform, but there were many accessories on his body. His belt was tied with a hook. The hook of this corset was made of white jade and was carved in a pattern.
It became a hollow dragon head.
Han Wenfu withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the younger brothers in the pavilion, and said with a smile:
"I wonder if brothers are thirsty. It seems that we can't drink tea. However, I just brought some fruits here to quench your thirst."
After finishing his words, he gently tapped the Bai Yu hollow dragon head hook with his fingers.
The next second, a brocade box appeared in his hand. It was exquisite in style, and the whole body was a uniform dark maroon red. On the wall of the box, there was a landscape sculpture of a green mountain and a white crane.
With a smile on his lips, Han Wenfu opened the lid of the brocade box. Suddenly, a strange fragrance filled the pavilion, faintly overshadowing the orchids in the surrounding garden.
He reached into the box and took out a small tray, on which lay six red fruits. They were round and small, supporting a rolling bowl. Their watery bodies reflected the luster, and they were red and delicate, a bit like smooth plums.
People will feel a sour feeling when they see it, and combined with the sweet fragrance, salivation will naturally flow out.
Everyone in the pavilion watched quietly and made no sound for a while.
Gu Yiwu took a few glances, his eyes brightened slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Han Wenfu who was smiling, then glanced at Yu Huaijin who was walking towards him, grinned silently, and said nothing.
Next to him was a man wearing brocade clothes. He was the senior of Guangye Hall, his name was Li Wenyuan. He stared at the red fruits of different colors on the small tray and suddenly said:
"Mo Xin Zhu Guo?"
Han Wenfu put away the brocade box and turned his back to the pavilion door. He did not look at Yu Huaijin who was walking slowly. He smiled and said: "Brother Li is very knowledgeable. Let's try some of the specialties sent from home."
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As he spoke, Han Wenfu moved the two red fruits in the plate that were almost the same shape, size and color at random, the ones closest to him, and the other four farthest from him. Han Wenfu handed the small tray forward.
, signaling to everyone in the pavilion.
The four Mochi seniors looked at each other. Li Wenyuan couldn't help but take the lead, and the other three followed suit. Soon, the four furthest red fruits placed by Han Wenfu on the plate were all taken away, leaving only the remaining ones.
Leave two pairs lying alone in the tray.
Han Wenfu glanced down and did not go to get it immediately.
Li Wenyuan gently twisted a red fruit, rolled it slightly left and right between his two fingers, put it in front of his eyes and looked at the small red fruit for a few times. After a while, he nodded and said to some other seniors who cast curious glances:
"This thing is called the Moxin Zhuguo. It is a unique thing of our Wangque Island. However, it is not suitable for the soil and water of our North Wangque side. Only a few fairy families in the South Wangque area will plant it, but only rarely. It is a
It’s a rarity. There are very few in circulation on the mountain. I just heard it mentioned by an old gourmet who likes to taste the delicacies on the mountain. I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to try it at Brother Han’s place today. I can talk about it outside in the future.”
Han Wenfu waved his hand and shook his head with a smile.
"It's a good thing. Brother Han is very generous." Gu Yiwu smiled naively. He raised his head and threw a small piece of fruit into his big mouth. He swallowed it in one bite, smacked his lips, and his eyes brightened.
As the burly man spoke, he reached out to get it again.
Han Wenfu's eyes twitched slightly and he moved the tray back to prevent this guy from succeeding.
Gu Yiwu took back his hand, looked at him, and grinned.
Han Wenfu looked away, paying attention to the approaching footsteps from the corner of his eye.
One senior did not speak immediately, but said slightly worriedly:
"Apart from the taste, this food looks delicious, but is there anything else magical about it?"
Li Wenyuan thought for a while.
"I heard that this fruit is quite popular in the private circle among some scholars and hermits on Nanwangque Mountain. It is regarded as an elegant thing for private gatherings. Although we practitioners rarely rest and do not even dream, eating it
After eating this ink-heart red fruit, I heard that the next time the person who eats it can enter a dreamland like a landscape painting."
He paused, then laughed and shook his head:
"I heard that this kind of ink dream has many wonderful features and is very magical. It can indeed be regarded as a tribute to the scholars in our mountains. Moreover, there seems to be a more special pair of strange fruits among the ink hearts and red fruits...
...Hey, after talking so much, I don’t know much about the specific magical effect. It’s just that there happens to be a worshiper in the family who is a mountain gourmet, and I have heard some of it out of curiosity. However, I guess you don’t know about it, Brother Han.
Too much is embarrassing."
Han Wenfu stood at the entrance of the pavilion with his back turned. He heard that the old-fashioned woman outside the pavilion had stopped, probably waiting for them to finish speaking.
He stood tall and tall, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a plate. Everyone in the Chao Pavilion smiled and said:
"Brother Li has already said exactly what he said. After eating this ink fruit, you can enter into an elegant and interesting landscape dream with a clear mind. You can sit quietly and read in it, go fishing in the cold river, or go to the mountains and rivers. It's just boring.
It was a popular entertainment at that time in my family, so I sent some to my family, asking me to study hard and get to know more young and talented people like you."
Han Wenfu's eyes flashed slightly, he paused for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Brothers, you can go back and explore the wonders in your dreams. If you find it boring, the miraculous effect will disappear after a few days."
Li Wenyuan nodded with a smile and took a bite of the Mo Xin Zhu Guo.
Gu Yiwu suddenly asked: "Where is Brother Han's hometown?"
Everyone was also curious and attentive.
Han Wenfu said calmly: "Qingyang, a small place in the south."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to not want to say anything more. He looked around outside the pavilion, and then seemed to notice something. Han Wenfu turned around and saw the people outside the pavilion. He smiled in surprise: "
Brother Huaijin."
The other four seniors in the pavilion also looked outside the pavilion.
Yu Huaijin held up her hands with a calm expression. She had not disturbed everyone's chatter before. She stood quietly outside the pavilion for about ten breaths. But just after hearing the word "Qingyang" floated out of the pavilion, this old-fashioned woman looked at
Han Wen glanced at the back in front of the door and pursed his lips slightly.
At this time, when she saw them all turning their heads to look, she saluted as before and said solemnly: "Brother Han, Brother Gu, Brother Li..."
"Brother Yu, you're welcome. Good morning."
All the men in the pavilion stood up and returned the courtesy.
Gu Yiwu straightened his back, thought for a moment, then overtook Han Wenfu and continued to pursue him:
"Qingyang? It's in Nanwangque? I've never heard of it... Sigh, I must be a little ignorant. However, just looking at Brother Han's upbringing, I think he must be from a reclusive Confucian family."
Han Wenfu raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, and glanced at Gu Yiwu who continued to follow his thoughts. Then, his expression changed slightly, he shook his head and sighed:
"What kind of aristocratic family is this? However, our ancestors were rich for a while, but our descendants are unworthy, and now we are just a small family. Ha, this kind of thing is actually very common in our Wangque, so it is not worth mentioning.
Brother Gu, don't ask anymore... Studying in the academy has taken a lot of energy from the family. Alas, the elders' earnest advice is still in my ears. I must study hard in the academy and get to know many talented people..."
A trace of perseverance flashed in Han Wenfu's eyes. He lowered his head and glanced at the two remaining fruits in the tray. He turned around and handed the tray to Yu Huaijin, who had been silently listening to his words.
"Brother Fish, you have all tasted it, so why don't you take one too? This is a specialty of my hometown, and it is also...a gift from my elders."
He looked at Yu Huaijin seriously with a sincere expression.
Yu Huaijin raised his hands and closed his eyes. He looked at the tray in front of him and was quiet for a moment. A slight sense of guilt flashed across his brows. He moved his hands in his sleeves and prepared to reach out to take it.
At this moment.
dong dong dong
There was another knock on the door.
Everyone in the pavilion was slightly stunned.
The knock on the door this time was a little strange.
There was silence in the air for a while.
dong dong dong
After opening the door for Yu Huaijin, she didn't follow him immediately. Instead, the girl in blue, who was squatting among the orchid bushes to loosen the soil, threw away the shovel, stood up and said impatiently: "Come on, come on, stop knocking."
, it’s so early in the morning, everyone seems to be here to go to the market, this door knocks on my head, my head hurts.”
When Yu Huaijin was about to take the fruit, she stopped and turned to look at Jingzi with a frown.
The latter covered his mouth, shook his shoulders and coughed twice, then trotted to open the door pretending that nothing happened.
Seeing this, Han Wenfu was a little helpless, wondering why something had gone wrong, but he still handed over the tray again and said with a bright smile: "Brother Huaijin."
Yu Huaijin turned around and glanced at his smiling face. She didn't know what she thought of, and her eyebrows were slightly condensed. She didn't look at the tray, but nodded, pretending not to see it, and turned around again, looking not far away.
A quiet gesture as he prepares to open the door.
Just because I felt a little guilty, it was better not to give him any illusions.
Han Wenfu frowned.
At the door, Jingzi trotted to the door, frowning and muttering: "Who is it again? One, two, three, four, five, plus Sister Yu, all the seniors from the Sixth Hall are here, really..."
With a straight face, she pulled the door open with both hands.
In an instant.
The early morning sun slanted in from outside the door, carrying... someone's light and shadow.
The person outside the door came into view.
Jingzi was stunned.
click
The "man outside the door" took a bite of the cucumber and was surprised to see the girl in blue. He smiled and showed his white teeth, "Hello, little sister."
Jingzi: “…………”
Immediately, in the waiting booth, everyone's perspective was blocked and they could not see the people outside the door. They saw the girl in blue who had always been "arrogant and domineering" and spoke with her hands on her hips and smelled of chili gunpowder. Her little body shook upwards.
The two thin arms slammed the door shut, turned around, and ran into the yard without saying a word. After a while, he disappeared...
It's like a little rabbit digging for carrots in the soil and digging out a big bad wolf.
Yu Huaijin: "..."
Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and four other seniors: "???"
There was a squeak.
Zhao Rong retracted his foot that blocked the door and walked slowly into the door.
"What are you running for?"
He shrugged, noticed some gazes, slowly turned his head, looked at the slightly stunned people in the waiting booth, and smiled brightly.