Wenhe Pavilion said it was big or not, so the three of them followed Lu Jiu while walking and chatting, and they finished shopping in a short time.
Inside the library, Lorna was really shocked, as if all the books she had seen in her whole life were piled here.
Gu He noticed that most of the books on the bamboo bookshelf were newly printed books, and there were also some very old ancient books. Although they were not bamboo slips, they looked like they would break if touched.
Lu Jiu said that these were ancient books handed down from the old world. Master Wei collected them with all his heart and tried his best to preserve them.
"Are there any ancient books here that can be compiled into source code?" Gu He asked curiously. It was a bit presumptuous to ask, "I'm just asking casually. If it's inconvenient, don't answer me."
"No, that's what I was about to say." Lu Jiu said very proudly, "There is indeed an ancient book here that can be converted into the source code of the education program. Brother Gu, if you want the source code, you can get a backup. It has been open source for a long time.
Just drive away."
After listening to this, Gu He realized that the ace educator all advocated open source and were committed to open source. As the saying goes, there is no discrimination without education.
Lu Jiu also said that in fact, there are many educators among the Internet Cowboys, and the nature of information is freedom.
"I also want to be an Internet cowboy." Lu Jiu said with some yearning, "Knowledge should not be monopolized by anyone."
Walking around the library, when Lu Jiu wasn't paying attention, Gu He said to Luo Na, "I guess this isn't for Abao."
Not to mention that the source code is open source, Lu Jiu enthusiastically said that today his wallet will also be open source for guests.
"I don't think so either, but it's not because of this." Lorna exclaimed, "There are many scams involving long-term efforts to catch big fish."
The Wenhe Pavilion is antique, but it is not ancient, nor is it any less technologically advanced than the low-tech people. There is a large TV set in the main hall, and there are portraits of saints hanging on the wall.
Above is the main seat, with several sets of Taishi chairs and coffee tables on both sides. At this time, Lu Jiu made tea for the three of them, drinking tea and chatting.
Not long after, Master Wei came back from his walk, and Lu Qi immediately introduced him to everyone.
Gu He saw that Master Wei looked to be middle-aged in his forties or fifties, with black hair already mixed with some white hair. He was of medium build, wearing a simple white robe, and had a rather elegant temperament.
However, Master Wei's right palm is a mechanical prosthesis, and I don't know why.
The current owner of the Wenhe Museum has taught and raised many disciples, and he is definitely a figure in Dongtu Mingxing Street.
After getting to know each other, everyone sat down again, but what Master Wei said made Gu He and Lorna confused.
"How are you doing, Brother Fan?" Master Wei asked. Having heard their names, he knew about the Shouhui Street fish pond.
"Uh..." Gu He looked at that kind old face, "Master, do you know Lao Fan? Fan Debao?"
I haven't heard from Lao Fan and Lao Cai. They said they didn't know the people in Wenhe Guan. Lao Cai also said that one of the ways to make A Bao is to pick up acquaintances, win over acquaintances, and pretend to be acquaintances.
But there is a phone here, so just call and ask.
Lu Jiu seemed surprised now, "Are we related to each other?"
"Brother Fan and I don't count as acquaintances, it's just that I know him." Master Wei said.
Gu He glanced at Lorna. Could it be that he was also an enemy? Just like Lao Fan's mouth that offended people everywhere...
"Who is Lao Fan that everyone is talking about?" Lu Jiu couldn't help but ask.
"The one from Kabukicho is Lao Fan." Master Wei said thoughtfully, taking a sip of tea, "The one from Dongtu Street is one of the Seven Sons of Qingyun, the 'Murder Sword' Fan Debao."
"Killing sword?" Lorna also stared, "Are we talking about the same Lao Fan? Lao Fan doesn't know how to use a sword."
"Lao Fan usually doesn't tell us much about our old friends on Dongtu Street." Gu He also said, "When we ask too many questions, he gets angry and curses, so we know that Lao Fan uses a spatula."
Even Pandora was a little confused, but her expression was obscured by the mask, so she seemed to be calm.
"Back then, Brother Fan was still Qingyun Fan Jian and didn't use a spatula." Master Wei slowly stroked his beard and shook his head: "These are all things that happened in the past many years. Since Brother Fan doesn't want to mention it more, I shouldn't mention it too much.
explain."
What? The more Gu He listened, the more he thought it was ridiculous. This is not how A Bao was made.
Lao Fan is a food maker and cannot be beaten, everyone always says so.
A chef who can fight is a swordsman like Taoist Master Yu Cheng, who can walk a thousand miles without leaving a trace behind.
Lao Fan? There is no sword in the fish pond. Jian Bao is a sword, but Debao is not a sword.
Qingyun Fanjian? What the hell!
"Master Wei, you are not being kind." Lorna said bluntly, "Either don't mention it at the beginning, or tell it all. Don't the enlighteners need some evangelism to clear up confusion? We are very confused now."
Master Wei pondered for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh. It seemed that he had not thought that they did not know Qingyun Fan Jian before.
"Lu Jiu, when you go out for fun later, you can go to Zhengming Teahouse." Master Wei decided, "Go to Old Li Tou and ask him to tell you the story of Qingyun Fanjian. Old Li Tou said it better than
I'm fine."
At this time, Lu Jiu became excited and hurriedly said to the three of them: "Old Li Tou is the best storyteller in Mingxing Street!"
No matter it is Lu Jiu, Gu He or Luo Na, they all want to hear clearly what "Qingyun Fanjian" is about.
Therefore, the group of young people sat for a while, chatted a few words with Master Wei, and then got up and went out to go shopping.
Lu Jiu and three guests left the Wenhe Pavilion and headed straight for Zhengming Teahouse on the busy street.
Zhengming Teahouse is a large teahouse, which is also equivalent to a middleman bar.
Before everyone entered the lobby, they heard a commotion inside.
There is no bar in the lobby decorated in a bamboo restaurant, but there are tea tables one after another. Scholars and green forest street dogs are drinking tea and chatting in twos and threes, and there are also call girls walking around to attract customers.
The upper part of the lobby is hollow, and there are also tables of tea drinkers on the second floor.
The three of them followed Lu Jiu to the second floor, and heard people chatting about various topics along the way, including the upcoming New Year, the work of the Jiliu Gang, the riots in the agricultural area a few days ago, and Chicha Beer.
After all, their clothing style is a bit different from those around them, and Lorna is a beautiful girl, so she attracts a lot of attention.
However, unlike in Langnitang, no one made any casual remarks or teases, but some acquaintances asked Lu Jiu who they were.
"Friends of Kabukicho." Lu Jiu kept walking, his neck full of religious ornaments swaying, and he and the three of them found Lao Litou sitting on a rocking rattan chair in the corner of the second floor.
Old Li Tou is older than Master Wei and Old Fan, with a face full of wrinkles and wearing a dark blue robe.
Gu He already knew that the other party was a highly respected figure in Mingxing Street and was arguing about the teahouse owner.
"Xiaojiu, what's wrong, who are these?" Lao Li looked at them with his old eyes half-open and half-closed.
After Lu Jiu introduced him, he said excitedly: "Master asked you to tell us the story of Qingyun Fanjian."
"Oh, Qingyun Fanjian..." Old Li Tou's old eyes flashed with a different kind of light, "I haven't told his story for a long time, and no one has listened to his story for a long time. This city is about to collapse.
Forgot about him.
"That is not a happy story, just like thousands of stories that happen in Flowing City.
"It's just that 'Qingyun Fanjian' is still considered a legend among them."
Lao Li stood up slowly, picked up a purple clay pot placed on the coffee table next to the rocking chair, walked down the first floor, and walked towards the storyteller wooden table covered with an old yellow cloth in the middle of the lobby.
Teagoers on the second and first floors have noticed it. The whole teahouse has become quiet, but there is an undercurrent of excitement. Old Li Tou is about to write a book!
Everyone's faces showed anticipation. Scholars, swordsmen, escorts, and call girls all looked at the old man.
Storyteller professional department, a side branch of the Guisu education family.
"Haha, I'm so blessed by the three of you." Lu Jiu happily called Gu He and the others to go down to the first floor and sit down at an empty tea table. If it were later, there would be no chance of getting a seat.
Old Li Tou no longer tells stories every day. It all depends on his mood. Not every story can make Old Li Tou speak.
The news that he spoke today is already spreading, and it won't take long for Zhengming Tea House to be overflowing with listeners from all walks of life, who will even crowd into the street outside to poke their heads in the air.
Gu He listened and helped make tea. Lorna put Yan Zhan on the tea table and prepared to listen quietly.
At this time, everyone saw Lao Li Tou pick up a paper fan on the storyteller's wooden table and flick it open. The yellow cloth of the wooden table suddenly projected a hazy light and shadow like a holographic image.
When the light and shadow condensed, it was a three-foot green sword, a long sword stained with blood.
"Today, Old Li Tou, I'm going to tell you a story from a long time ago." Old Li Tou said, waving his fan. "It's the story of how a sword fairy cook became a spatula cook.
"If any of you here are from the Qingyun Gang and are afraid of nightmares at night, then leave quickly.
"Otherwise, this person may appear in your nightmare tonight.
"This man was once famous in Dongtu Street. He was known as Qingyun Fanjian, also known as the Killing Sword."