Chapter7 What else will you do

I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery. Whenever I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more.

In the past few days, I have been thinking about what kind of results there will be after confessing.

I do, I like you too...

Yes to accept.

I'm sorry, you're a nice guy, but I... refuse.

Too sudden, I have to think about it...

It is neither accepted nor rejected.

There should only be these three results.

So, what is Wu Julan's "I know"?

That day, after I confessed my love face to face, he stared at me calmly and expressionlessly for a while, and then he gave me the answer: "I know."

Looking at him silently has exhausted all my courage, and I don't have the guts to ask any more questions. When he opened the door and signaled that I should leave, I immediately fled without looking back.

The consequence is——

I have been thinking hard for the past few days, what kind of result is "I know" after confessing?

Accept? Of course not!

Reject? At that time, he had a stern expression and deep eyes, and it seemed that indeed... After thinking about it for a while, I wishfully attributed "I know" to the third result after the confession - neither acceptance nor rejection.

Up to now, when I look back, I realize that my entanglement before was ridiculous. I have been entangled in whether I should like Wu Julan, and I completely forgot to consider whether others will like me.

A person like Wu Julan, when he is down and out in rags, still finds fault with my cooking! I will definitely only be more picky about my feelings. I was too self-righteous back then!

Zhou Buwen told me that he was in a hurry at work and needed to go back early.

I don't know if it's true or not, but it's always good for him to leave. After all, after confessing and being confessed, no matter how much two people try to pretend nothing happened, there will always be some faint embarrassment, which cannot be overcome by reason, and can only be diluted naturally by time.

Zhou Buwen settled the room rate according to the price of the large suite stipulated by the inn. I originally wanted to give him a discount, but he refused.

I said: "As long as you stay for more than three consecutive days, there will be a discount."

Zhou Buwen said: "Can ordinary guests eat seafood and fruits as they please? I won't calculate the cost with you, so don't talk to me, or I will stay in another inn when I come back next time." Already!"

I didn't dare to talk anymore, and I sent Zhou Buwen away by boat with Jiang Yisheng.

After Zhou Buwen left, no guests stayed.

To be precise, since the inn opened, there have been no other guests except Zhou Buwen. The money I earned from Zhou Buwen was just enough to pay for Wu Julan's mobile phone and phone bills. That is to say, since the inn opened, I have only paid out, not received.

Looking at the decrease in bank deposits, I feel like I'm sitting on the mountain and I'm under a lot of pressure.

However, it's not a bad thing, at least it relieves my pressure from facing Wu Julan.

I confessed my love naked in front of him, but he acted like nothing happened, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his speech and behavior, and I was the only one who was uneasy. But no matter how uneasy you are, you must first consider your own survival plan and solve the economic foundation before you can create upper-level emotions.

I sit in front of the computer every day and promote my small inn on various travel forums and post bars. It is still somewhat effective, and I will receive calls from time to time for consultation, but once the person asks clearly about "the traffic is inconvenient" and is far away from the pier and the most famous Lantern Street, they will politely say "I will give you a call after thinking about it."

I have been looking for a job, so I know that this means a polite refusal.

Fortune never comes, but misfortune never comes singly.

Every morning and evening, Jiang Yisheng's father would go out for a walk accompanied by a nanny or Jiang's mother. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Papa Jiang was a bit crazy. When they met him, they would greet him politely and try to avoid him as much as possible. But that day, a strange man who appeared out of nowhere unexpectedly provoked Jiang's father to suddenly get sick and rolled down the hillside.

The strange man ran away immediately when he saw that he had caused trouble. The nanny was busy calling for help, and didn't bother to arrest people, so she could only admit that she was unlucky.

Jiang Yisheng's father was admitted to the hospital, and the medical expenses were spent like running water. Although Jiang Yisheng didn't ask me to pay back the money, I felt that I had to.

I took Wu Julan to the bank and took out all the money and emptied all the pockets, a total of 18,046 yuan.

I stared at the money on the coffee table depressedly, thinking about it and thinking about it, the only way out was to borrow it from Zhou Buwen.

I took out my mobile phone and was about to make a call when Wu Julan came out of the study and put a wad of money on the coffee table.

I looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Julan said: "Two thousand yuan, first pay back Jiang Yisheng's money."

I asked: "Is... the salary I sent you?"

Wu Julan didn't speak, obviously thinking that I asked an idiot question.

What's the matter? I said, "Even if we take your money and pay it back, we only have forty-six yuan left. How can we live? We still need to borrow money! It's a loan no matter what. Forget it, just take your money back!" "

I pressed the dial key and the music rings.

This mobile phone is a cheap product. After being dropped once, the performance becomes very strange. It is fine during calls, but the music ringtone is seriously distorted and extremely harsh. In order not to poison my ears, I kept the phone away from my ears, just stared at the screen, and put it to my ear when the call was connected.

Wu Julan reached out and grabbed the phone, "I still have five hundred dollars."

"That's not enough!"

"I will find a way."

The phone has been connected, and Zhou Buwen's voice came faintly, "Xiaoluo, hello, Xiaoluo..."

Wu Julan held onto the phone and didn't put it down.

I asked softly, "You don't want me to borrow money from Zhou Buwen?"

Wu Julan didn't answer my question, but just said: "I will find a way about the money."

"Is that so..." I frowned and pulled the phone out of his hand.

Wu Julan didn't really try to stop him, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked down at his hands.

I put the phone to my ear, but my eyes kept looking at Wu Julan, "Hey, big head, the phone signal was a little bit bad just now. I have nothing to do, I just called to greet you..."

Wu Julan suddenly raised his head and looked at me. There was no expression on his face, but his deep eyes were as clear and beautiful as the sea under the summer sun, shining with light.

After chatting with Zhou Buwen for a few words, I hung up the phone. Put away the 20,000 yuan on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm going to pay it back."

Wu Julan followed me out of the yard without saying a word.

I said: "You don't have to go, just a few steps away, you can't be so unlucky and encounter robbers again."

Wu Julan taunted unceremoniously: "You have a bad luck physique." He walked unhurriedly, still following me.

I pursed my lips unhappily, then pursed my lips and smiled quietly.

The two went to Jiang Yisheng's house and insisted on paying back the money despite Jiang Yisheng's objection.

When I got home, I took out the remaining forty-six yuan and held out my hand to Wu Julan, "Where's your money?"

Wu Julan gave me 500 yuan, I kept 300 yuan for myself, and gave Wu Julan 246 yuan. The two of them divided all the property equally.

I said: "Let's figure out a way together!"

At night, I lay on the bed, looked at the three hundred yuan I had left, and sighed melancholy, but after a while, I couldn't help grinning silly again.

The next day.

I bought a bunch of conch shells, big and small, from fishermen I knew well, and started making bracelets, necklaces, ornaments, decorations... I learned this craft from my grandfather.

When my grandfather was young, in order to make a living, he went out to sea with a boat, and often stayed at sea for half a year. He had no money and couldn't afford jewelry, so he had to think about making beautiful and delicate things with conch shells of various colors and shapes. After disembarking, give them to grandma.

After grandma passed away, grandpa still often made things with conch. When you have accumulated a certain amount, you will take it to the wharf to set up a stall and sell it.

When I was young, I thought my grandfather was doing it to make money, but later I realized that making money is only one of the reasons, and the more important reason is missing. Grandpa misses the lonely but brilliant time when he was wandering at sea, and misses that there is a gentle woman waiting for him at the pier after each wandering.

Conch is in my grandfather's memory, it is countless happiness and beauty, so when my father asked grandpa for my name, grandpa did not hesitate to let me name it "Snail".

Probably because of this fate, I have liked to play with these beautiful conch shells in different shapes since I was a child. Under the guidance of my grandfather, I can use conch shells to make necklaces, bracelets, key chains, wind chimes, brush washers, candlesticks, jewelry boxes, soap boxes, flower pots... Of course, my craftsmanship is completely incomparable with that of my grandfather, but every day Each work is carefully designed and made by me, and compared with those conch ornaments produced on the assembly line, it stands out. Basically, every time my grandpa and I set up a stall, it will be sold out quickly.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to make these things, and the price can't be set as high as the handicrafts sold in high-end shops, so in terms of time cost, you can't make much money.

But there are no guests in the inn now, so I decided to use this craft to earn some money for grocery shopping first! At least to ensure that Wu Julan and I will not starve to death.

I made conch and shell jewelry while waiting on the phone for business.

Wu Julan is also making things. He picked up a piece of wood from the seaside and took his grandfather's old tools, cutting, chopping, grinding and baking... Anyway, it looks very complicated and profound to me.

A few days later, I vaguely saw what Wu Julan wanted to do. Still, I can't quite trust my own judgment.

"You... are you making a guzheng?"

"Guqin." Wu Julan glanced at me coldly, "The two are very different."

I was stunned for three seconds, and laughed dryly, "Almost, they are all musical instruments."

After the body of the piano was finished, Wu Julan started to string the piano. I know that his wood was picked up from the sea, and he didn't spend a penny.

But Guqin strings... I really don't remember such an elegant and high-end shop on the island.

"Where did you buy the strings?"

"Taobao."

"..." I decided to walk away silently.

I am very worried about the market for Wu Julan's "high-end musical instruments".

I have seen people who play piano and erhu on this island, but Guqin... I guess when we sell it, everyone passing by will come to watch, and then silently light a candle for us and leave .

I can only work harder on myself.

In the evening, I rubbed my sore neck and walked out of the living room. I saw that in the courtyard reflected by the setting sun, there were lush vegetation and colorful fallen flowers. Wu Julan, in white clothes and black trousers, was sitting on the bluestone steps under the eaves. The black guqin looks at the distant sky with a wistful expression.

The sky was full of sunset glow, scarlet like rouge, and there seemed to be faint haze around him, like a peerless and independent young man in an ancient costume movie.

My heart was pounding wildly, and I was thinking in my mind, I will never laugh at those idiot fans of celebrities again. In the face of absolute beauty, there will be absolutely no reason.

Wu Julan sensed my gaze, his expression became serious, and he returned to his indifferent look, looking at me.

I hurriedly ran to his side and looked at the piano in a disguised manner, "Is it ready?"

"Well, it's not doing well, though."

Black body, white strings, simple and quiet, beautiful and dignified, I fell in love with it at first glance, I thought it was good anywhere, and secretly decided that even if someone came to buy it, I would never sell it!

I touched the body of the piano and said in amazement: "Wu Julan, you can actually make a guqin! In the future, even if you say that you can drill wood to make fire and spin nets to fish, I won't be surprised."

"I will."

I half opened my mouth, staring blankly at Wu Julan.

Wu Julan thought that I didn't believe his words, so he stuffed the qin into my arms, walked calmly to the pile of broken wood left over when he made the qin, and really started to drill wood to make fire. The thumb-thick wood was turned in his hand a few times, and blue smoke came out. Wu Julan grabbed some sawdust and put them on, and after a while, small flames were seen.

I murmured: "I'm very slow to make fire by drilling wood on TV."

Wu Julan said: "Their strength and speed are not enough."

I looked at the piano in my arms, and then at the burning flames. I felt dizzy and wanted to ask "Wu Julan, what else would you do?", but the degree of stimulation to the heart is really limited——today Let's call it a day!

Wu Julan said: "How much money do you have left? Can you give it to me first? I will pay you back when I earn money tomorrow."

I know very well that the guqin made by Wu Julan might not be sold tomorrow, but... I gave Wu Julan all the more than one hundred yuan left on my body, and said with a smile: "Okay."

I hid in the bedroom and quietly called Jiang Yisheng.

Jiang's father's condition has stabilized, and Jiang Yisheng no longer needs to stay in bed at night, so he is much more relaxed. After I asked Jiang Yisheng if he had time tomorrow, I asked Jiang Yisheng to find a friend who seemed to be knowledgeable and talented, and bought the guqin made by Wu Julan. The price doesn't need to be too expensive, and of course it can't be too cheap, more than a thousand!

I asked Jiang Yisheng to help me put the money first, and after I sold the conch jewelry, I will replenish it for him.

Jiang Yisheng was stunned, "Are you sure Wu Julan made a guqin, the kind of magic weapon in ancient costume TV dramas? You don't think the mistake of playing cotton is a musical instrument?"

"Idiots can't tell the difference, right?!" I completely forgot the fact that I couldn't tell the difference between Guzheng and Guqin.

Jiang Yisheng yelled excitedly, wishing he could run over to worship Wu Julan immediately.

I'll ask him to come back tomorrow, remember to find a few more friends to join us, high-end and cultured! Otherwise, it's not like acting! After all, it is Guqin!

In the morning, after getting up.

I wanted to pretend that I had suddenly answered a phone call from Jiang Yisheng and told Wu Julan that someone was very interested in his Guqin and wanted to come and see it in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, Wu Julan left early in the morning and left me a note, saying that he had to do something and would come back later.

I stared at the note for a long time. It wasn't that there was anything special about the content, but that his handwriting, one horizontal and one vertical, was more beautiful than the words on the copybook. However, he can even make guqin, and his handwriting is extraordinarily beautiful, so there is nothing surprising about it.

I see that the guqin is still in the study, so I am relieved knowing that he is not going to set up a stall to sell the piano.

While I was making accessories, I was waiting for Wu Julan. Waiting until the afternoon, Wu Julan did not come back, but Jiang Yisheng brought a few friends to "buy" Guqin.

I put the guqin on the tea table in the living room, and several friends of Jiang Yisheng gathered around the guqin to watch and discuss. Not to mention, all of them looked a little strange, or extraordinary, like someone who could play the guqin.

Wearing black vintage round-frame glasses and black cloth shoes, Mr. Dai, dressed in a fairy-like manner, asked, "How much does Ms. Shen sell for this violin?"

I said: "More than one thousand. I saw that the price of guqin on Taobao ranges from four to five hundred to two to three thousand. I took an intermediate value. Any more would be too fake."

Mr. Dai said: "I'm asking about the real purchase price, and I want to buy it."

Wu Julan really appreciates what Wu Julan does? !

I am happier than if my things are sold, but I say without hesitation: "I don't sell, I want to keep it for myself."

A group of people were talking, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Wu Julan came back.

He glanced at the people in the living room, and only nodded to Jiang Yisheng to say hello, then carried a fish more than one meter long, went straight to the faucet in the corner of the kitchen, and put the fish down.

The people on the island are used to seeing all kinds of big fish, so they didn't care, and asked me with a smile: "Is this Mr. Wu who made the piano?"

"Yeah!"

I asked Jiang Yisheng to greet everyone, and I took a towel and ran out.

When Wu Julan finished washing his hands, I handed him the towel, "Jiang Yisheng heard that you made a guqin, so he asked some friends who like music to come. Some people want to buy the piano you made." Because Mr. Dai really wanted to Buy, I speak with extra confidence.

Jiang Yisheng led his friends over and said with a smile, "Everyone likes this Guqin very much, so I'm just waiting for your price."

Wu Julan glanced at the people standing around him and said to me: "The pianos I make are not for sale."

"Huh?" I was dumbfounded, "No... If you don't sell it, what are you doing?"

"I'll play." Wu Julan returned the towel to me and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Yisheng and I looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless.

Since there is no need to act, it is natural to send away all the "extras" that Jiang Yisheng invited.

I kept apologizing: "Sorry, sorry..."

Jiang Yisheng glared at me several times, and walked out with his friend.

Several people walked out of the courtyard door one after another, and the last person had already stepped over the threshold. His eyes inadvertently swept across the bluestone floor in the corner of the kitchen, and he saw the fish on the ground clearly. He immediately withdrew his feet, rushed over a few steps, squatted down for a closer look, and then shouted: "Bluefin tuna!"

The people who had already walked outside the courtyard wall came back in an instant, all surrounded the fish, watching and talking excitedly.

"It's really bluefin tuna!"

“I heard that in Japan, bluefin tuna can be sold for 3,500 pounds per pound.”

"Almost! In 2013, a bluefin tuna weighing more than 200 kilograms was sold for a sky-high price of 150 million yen, or about 11 million yuan in RMB."

"That's the price at the auction house, it's overhyped, and it's not that expensive in the market. However, it's definitely not cheap. A few years ago, the West Lake State Guesthouse imported a blue fin of about 70 kilograms, saying Not counting the freight, the import price alone is more than 40,000 RMB, and now it must be at least doubled!"

"Tsk tsk! I haven't seen anyone catch a bluefin in years."

Although I am not like these gluttonous old customers, I can recognize the species and quality of fish at a glance, but as a child who grew up by the sea, I also know the name of bluefin tuna, but I have never eaten it.

Grandpa said that when he was young, blue fins were not as rare as they were later, and the crew would catch them from time to time, and he had eaten them many times. Bluefin is the most delicious raw, it melts in the mouth, like eating ice cream, I have never imagined.

Jiang Yisheng reacted the fastest, and said to Wu Julan through the kitchen window: "Brother Ang, if you want to sell it, you must quickly find a way to freeze it. This thing is just a novelty, once the taste changes, it will be worthless."

Wu Julan sharpened his knife without raising his head and said, "It's okay, I'll eat tonight."

I almost went limp and fell to the ground.

The others were also shocked, all staring at Wu Julan in surprise, admiration, excitement, and longing.

Jiang Yisheng looked at me with question marks in his eyes, and my heart was bleeding like a river—that was money, money, money! But he gritted his teeth and said, "If he wants to eat, he can eat it!"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head speechlessly, and when he turned his head, he smiled like a flower, and said softly to Wu Julan: "Brother Ang, I'm here for dinner tonight."

"Okay, but I need your help." Wu Julan still didn't raise her head, and concentrated on checking whether the knife was sharpened.

"No problem!" Jiang Yisheng happily agreed.

Jiang Yisheng was sent out to work by Wu Julan, but the five friends Jiang Yisheng invited did not leave with him.

These five people are considered cultural people, and they are more reserved in their actions. They are embarrassed to bluntly express their desire to stay for dinner, but they just refuse to leave. I understand their thinking, anyway, the fish looks to be forty to fifty kilograms, the three of us definitely can't finish it!

They stood in the yard, watched Wu Julan pack the fish, and had a tea party at the same time. From eating fish to fishing, from island fisheries to environmental protection, there seems to be endless things to talk about.

I whispered to Wu Julan: "What do they...?"

Wu Julan glanced at them and raised his voice to ask: "Do you want to eat fish?"

"Think!"

Wu Julan smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to Conch Inn for dinner. It costs 600 yuan per person. In addition to fish, there are also vegetables, fruits, and drinks."

Without even thinking about it, the five people responded one after another, and immediately lined up to pay me the money automatically, with the look of "I'm afraid it will be gone if it's too late".

Mr. Dai saw my embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "It's normal for a good restaurant in a big city to spend hundreds of dollars for a meal, but can they have such fresh blue fins?"

I started to collect the money in a daze, but before I finished collecting the money from these people, some people came into the yard one after another, and when they saw people queuing up to pay, they immediately voluntarily moved to the back.

After hearing their explanation, I realized that Wu Julan rented a fishing boat early in the morning to go fishing, and naturally he had to disembark at the pier when he came back. Fish and dragons were mixed there, and when he got out of the boat with the fish on his shoulders, someone recognized the bluefin tuna, and news spread quickly.

On his way back, countless people came to talk to him, and Wu Julan clearly stated that "this is the buffet dinner at Conch Inn tonight". In less than half an hour, he accepted reservations from forty people and announced that the dinner was full. It can be said that if the five people in the yard were not Jiang Yisheng's friends, they would definitely not even think about it.

After everyone paid the money, I collected a total of 26,400 yuan. It was originally 27,000 yuan, but Wu Julan took away 600 yuan and gave it back to Jiang Yisheng. It was the money for him to buy vegetables, fruits, and drinks.

At 6:30 in the evening, the buffet dinner officially begins.

In the yard, several tables were neatly arranged and covered with clean white plastic tablecloths, which looked decent. Boiled boiled greens, cold seaweed, vegetable salad and various cut fruits are scattered on the table. But at this time, everyone is not in the mood to pay attention to these things at all, but is wholeheartedly waiting to eat blue fins. It can be said that their 600 yuan was all spent on bluefin tuna, and they didn't care about anything else they ate.

After Wu Julan finished cooking the vegetables and cutting the fruits, he took a shower and changed into a clean set of clothes while Jiang Yisheng and I were laying out the food.

There is a long stainless steel table in front of the faucet outside the kitchen wall, on which there are cleaned bluefin tuna. Wu Julan was standing behind the long stainless steel table, which was an open kitchen.

For the convenience of washing things, grandpa installed a lamp under the eaves of the kitchen. At this time, the light was bright, reflecting Wu Julan's white T-shirt as white as snow, making him look very clean and cool.

Wu Julan's complexion was like water, with his head lowered, he placed the sharpened knives on both sides of the long table.

Everyone stared at him intently, wondering what he was going to do to make everyone feel that he lived up to the most delicious ingredients in the world.

Wu Julan raised his head and introduced, "Tonight I'm going to make fish sticks."

What? fish what?

The few people who understood immediately explained to those who did not understand: "Fish meat is Japanese-style sashimi! Sashimi!"

Wu Julan picked up a long, thin knife, "The way I make Yukui is from the Tang Dynasty. It was called '斫饼' back then. Japan learned from the Tang Dynasty Yukui , and developed its own sashimi. It can be said that sashimi is a kind of sashimi, but sashimi is definitely not sashimi.”

Wu Julan held the knife in his right hand, pointing the knife point to the ground, and bowed to everyone, "According to etiquette, there should be music to accompany us, but we have no skills, so we can only make do with poetry."

He is tall and straight, with elegant demeanor, making everyone feel as if they saw an ancient nobleman saluting to him. Intimidated by his demeanor, everyone unconsciously corrected their postures and bowed their heads in return.

When everyone's heads were about to be raised, amidst the sound of reciting aloud, a cold light flashed across, and a piece of fish had already flown into the plate on the table.

Wu Julan recited an ancient poem while slicing fish fillets: "...the man receives the hands of the fish and sharks, washes the fish and sharpens the knife, and the fish's eyes are jealous. The snow falls silently and softly, and the bones have been chopped into spring onions. I am ashamed of my youth, but I am an old man with soft cooking and fragrant rice. When the anvil was dropped, the white paper was wet, and the golden plate was empty when I put the chopsticks..."

In the cadenced voice, he pitched up and down casually, like a dance, raised and lowered the knife, moving like the wind, and pieces of fish fillets fell into white porcelain plates like pieces of flying snow. After a while, there was already a pile of fish fillets on the white plate, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a slim pagoda.

The blade in Wu Julan's hand changed slightly, and the falling fish fillets had already landed on another white porcelain plate. Jiang Yisheng still hasn't forgotten Wu Julan's previous order, and hastily took away the plate full of fish fillets, and put another white plate on it.

After Wu Julan confirmed that Jiang Yisheng could handle it, he speeded up, and the fish fillets were like catkins blown by the wind, continuously.

When everyone was dazzled, he drew another knife in his left hand, and no one could guess what he was trying to do. My heart moved, but I couldn't believe it. I opened my eyes wide, held my breath, and stared at him nervously.

"Ah——"

While everyone screamed in shock, Wu Julan opened the bow with both left and right hands at the same time, cutting the fish fillets.

One knife is raised, one knife is dropped, and the left and right hands dance alternately, just like the most gorgeous dance scene. It seemed that he was effortless, and his movements were graceful and calm, but every fish fillet was as thin as a cicada's wing, and after one piece hadn't fallen off, another piece came again, like a goose feather heavy snow, falling incessantly.

I think of those Tang poems that I have read—"Swords ringing and carp flying", "Crafts are like snow on a plate, afraid of the wind blowing", "Chezi swinging two knives left and right, flying gold and white snow high"... Once, I thought it was unbelievable , The unimaginable picture is now unfolding in front of my eyes.

"... If you don't see the future, the waves will be lost forever."

After the last line of the poem was recited, the sound of the knife stopped, and there were only white fish bones left on the long table, but there were forty-eight identical plates of fish sticks neatly placed on the table, which looked spectacular.

Wu Julan put down the knife and said, "Please enjoy."

The whole courtyard was silent.

After a while, someone applauded first, and in an instant, the applause was like thunder. They were so shocked that they couldn't even find the right words to praise, so they could only applaud vigorously to express their excitement and amazement.

Wu Julan still had the same expressionless and calm look, covered the white fish bones with a piece of white cloth, bowed gracefully to the crowd, and gave a Western-style salute, which aroused even louder applause. He made his way through the crowd to the eaves of the living room.

All eyes followed him all the time, only to find that there was a long table made of rattan and a guqin on it.

Wu Julan knelt and sat in front of the long table, raised her hand lightly, brushed the qin, and the sound of ding ding dong dong came out.

It turned out to be "Summer Night Starry Sky Sea", I was dumbfounded.

I clearly remember that when he heard this piece a month ago, it was definitely the first time he heard it. He can play it completely after listening to it a few times? !

Although the other people in the yard thought it was a bit interesting, they had seen face-changing in Sichuan opera and Arabic belly dancing in restaurants, so they were not surprised by Wu Julan's guqin performance, which was nothing compared to the dazzled feeling when watching fish meat just now Fantastic. However, just now it was "moving", but now it is "quiet". The combination of movement and stillness makes people completely relax. The taste buds become sensitive, which is just right for tasting food.

Everyone couldn't wait to get the fish sticks. The fish meat is as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, it melts in the mouth, and it is delicious. They all showed satisfied expressions, and felt that tonight was definitely worth the money.

When the guests left and cleaned up, it was past ten o'clock.

After I took a shower, I sat cross-legged on the sofa, staring at more than 20,000 yuan in a daze.

I don't have to pay rent or mortgage. If I save some money, the money is enough for a year's living expenses.

A few days ago, although I promised Wu Julan not to ask Zhou Buwen to borrow money, and told myself to trust Wu Julan, no matter what, I never thought that he would solve our "economic crisis" so quickly.

There was a knock on the door, and I hurriedly straightened my clothes and hair before saying, "Come in."

Wu Julan came in with a tray and put two bowls of Jiuniang Yuanzi on the table, "You have been busy taking care of the guests all night, so you didn't eat much yourself. I made some supper."

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, I felt really hungry, "Aren't you the same? Let's eat together?"

"Okay." Wu Julan sat down at the table.

I slipped on my slippers and walked over to Wu Julan and sat down, happily picked up the bowl, "Thank you for your hard work today, the money..." I pointed to the money on the sofa, "What are you going to do? Deposit it in the bank... "I remembered that he didn't have an ID card, and he couldn't seem to open a bank account.

"It's yours, you can figure it out." Wu Julan said casually.

I was almost choked to death by a little Yuanzi. When did the wage earners not only help the boss to work, but also give money to the boss?

I put down the bowl, coughed a few times, and said, "You gave me all the money? That's the money you earned, and I didn't do anything."

Wu Julan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking of a reason. He said: "You are not good at doing business. If I give you this, you don't have to borrow money from others."

"Heh! Why am I not good at doing business? Don't you think my inn can't make money?"

"If you can't earn it before today, you should be able to earn it after today."

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"

Wu Julan said helplessly: "In the inn business, the first thing is the location. The location of your inn is not right. If the location is not good, it must be unique, or famous. As long as it is famous enough, it will make people feel that the transportation is inconvenient. It's all a style. Those pictures you come and go..."

"Photos! Photoshopped photos! Very beautiful!"

"Your photos are indistinguishable from other inns."

I feel a little uncomfortable, but I have to admit that Wu Julan is right, "Then what will change after today?"

"Human beings like novelty and excitement, and they also like to show off their advantages. Of course, it is not the advantages of greed, but the advantages that can prove their vision, taste, and wisdom. They will be very willing to talk about it. Tonight No matter how extravagant and special dishes they eat in the future, they will never forget the dinner they bought for 600 yuan.”

I stared blankly at Wu Julan.

Actually, I always thought Wu Julan's price was too low. Those who came tonight were either well-informed gluttonous old customers, or some influential people on the island, all of whom knew the market price of bluefin tuna. Even if it was set at two thousand, they would definitely eat it. Not to mention Wu Julan's chopping skills later, no one would feel that their money was lost.

Originally, I thought it was because Wu Julan didn't really know the market price of Bluefin. Since he had already announced the price, I didn't plan to say more. But unexpectedly, he knew very well that he deliberately set a low price to make those customers feel that he had a unique vision and a precise shot, and that he would preemptively strike before others discovered the value of an item, so only they could Take advantage.

But did Wu Julan really suffer? He spent 600 yuan to buy the memory of their life-the eternal obsession and relish.

I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery. Whenever I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more.

So far, all I know are: cooking skills, medical skills, architecture, violin making, playing violin, even digging wood for fire, making nets for fishing... It is not surprising that a person knows any of them, but Wu Julan knows everything, I even suspect that he is good at everything.

What kind of environment did he grow up in to be so perverted?

The phone rang suddenly, and I thought it was Jiang Yisheng, so I answered it immediately, "Why are you calling me so late?"

"I have something to talk to you about Wu Julan."

I heard his tone was very serious, so I couldn't help but glance at Wu Julan, sat up straight, "Say it."

"Before, you told me that you shouldn't like Wu Julan. I didn't object to it, nor did I support it, because I think that regardless of his financial conditions and background, Wu Julan is still very good and treats you very well. But now I really want you to give up."

I looked at Wu Julan, who was eating Jiuniang Yuanzi leisurely, and asked, "Why?"

"You were covered in blood that day, and you couldn't see your eyes again. Even medical students would panic. Wu Julan was very calm, not only accurately judged your injury, but also gave simple and effective first aid. It’s not that what he does is difficult, but that calmness and self-confidence must have clinical experience, and it can only be achieved by facing blood and death, and it is definitely not enough to attend two or three months of training courses.”

Jiang Yisheng's words verified my guess, and I gave a slight "hmm" to express my agreement.

"Wu Julan's skill of chopping fish tonight, you have also seen it with your own eyes, and you can't practice it in ten or twenty years! If you don't believe it, I can find a professional chef to ask."

"I believe it!"

"Also, he can play Guqin. Of course it is not uncommon to play Guqin, and I can also play Erhu! But can I play Erhu? He can make a Guqin from a piece of wood he picked up at random. Today I I listened to his playing at night, the guqin is very good, the tone is perfect, and he plays it perfectly. It can be said that Wu Julan is a master in both making and playing the piano. Xiao Luo, just ask You yourself, are these normal?"

I'm not an ignorant fool, nor a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. Of course I know that all this is not normal.

I looked at Wu Julan and thought in a daze, there are many things that Jiang Yisheng doesn't know. If he knew those things, he would definitely say it was abnormal.

Wu Julan finished eating the last dumpling in the bowl, he put down the bowl, raised his head, and looked at me calmly. My gut tells me that he knows exactly what Jiang Yisheng is talking about.

"Little snail, little snail..." Jiang Yisheng called out.

I came back to my senses and said: "I understand what you want to say. I have thought about what you think of. He helped me with a calm response that was better than that of a medical student. He used extraordinary I have made money with your skills, so I don’t have to worry about who to borrow money from and when to pay it back. Jiang Yisheng, let me tell you a secret. When I was young, because you could play the erhu, every time you were on stage like Just like a peacock with its tail open, I can only sit in the audience and applaud you. In fact, I have always been very unhappy. I can’t kill you in my life, but I can find a boyfriend, if He can not only play the guqin, but also make the guqin..." I thought of my pride, and laughed, "Isn't he a complete victory over you? Whenever he is around in the future, I think you still dare to show off your broken erhu?"

Jiang Yisheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly, "Shen Luo, you are actually a latent mental patient! But do you know that I love you?"

"Hmm...the kind of deep love that always likes to make me look ugly!" When Jiang Yisheng was young, relying on his high IQ and his ability to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he used me as a stepping stone to show off himself. Once turned my birthday party into his personal talent demonstration.

Jiang Yisheng sighed, "Have you really thought it through?"

I said: "Finding a boyfriend who is omnipotent and can beat everyone is the dream of every girl, and I can't help it."

"Is Wu Julan right next to you? How do I hear it? You seem to be afraid that someone will run away from home again, and you keep showing your loyalty like a dog-legged flattery?"

"Jiang Yisheng, you don't have to remind us all the time that you have a high IQ." I said.

Jiang Yisheng smiled: "I'm dead! Please tell Wu Julan not to be angry with me. The human heart is naturally biased. I also regard him as a friend, but between you and him, I will always choose you .”

I put down my phone and asked Wu Julan, "Did you guess what Jiang Yisheng said?"

Wu Julan said lightly: "Even if I don't know what he said, I have heard your words."

My face gradually turned red. When I was bragging to Jiang Yisheng just now, I just hoped to win Jiang Yisheng's understanding and support, but now I feel that I am really brave and thick-skinned!

"I know you're not my boyfriend yet, I was just...just..."

Wu Julan seemed to be very curious about how a person could turn so red in an instant, so he lightly touched my cheek with his hand, "It's very hot!"

I just felt that all the blood rushed to the top of my head, not only my face was hot, but even my ears were hot, which made Wu Julan's hands colder and colder. I couldn't help holding Wu Julan's hand, wanting to share my warmth with him.

Wu Julan stared at me, his deep and dark eyes were full of hesitation and struggle.

I was afraid that he would throw my hand away in the next moment, so I subconsciously used all my strength to grab his hand.

Wu Julan asked: "Shen Luo, do you really know what you are doing?"

I said, "I know!"

Wu Julan said: "You don't know my background at all."

I blushed and summoned up my courage to say: "But I know your feelings. Don't tell me that everything you do for me is just because you are kind and like to help people!"

Wu Julan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

My heart is slowly sinking. Although I have never been in love, I have felt the care and care. I took it for granted that it was love, but what if... I misunderstood?

I was so nervous and worried about gains and losses that I went from heaven to **** in a flash of thought. Maybe it's really just me who fell in love and lost my heart!

My face gradually turned pale, and my palms felt cold, almost as warm as Wu Julan.

Wu Julan stared at me and said softly: "After the next full moon night, if you haven't changed your mind, I..." His voice was very difficult, and there was no more words in the middle of the sentence.

I flew from **** to heaven all at once, my palms were no longer cold, and my face returned to normal.

Wu Julan looked at his hand—I was holding it tightly all the time, and he asked: "When do you plan to hold it?"

"Oh...I..." I immediately let go of his hand in a hurry, and my cheeks became hot again.

Wu Julan suddenly smiled and pinched my cheek. In my shocked and dull eyes, he said: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

He stood up as if nothing happened, put two empty bowls on the tray, and left with the tray, "Good night."

I was stunned for a long time before I remembered that when I first met him, I pinched his cheek, and he actually "holds vengeance" until now.

I covered my cheeks and couldn't help giggling! All right! This kind of hatred welcomes a lot of memories, and a lot of revenge is welcome! I really regret not doing something else at that time!

Chapter7 What else will you do

I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery. Whenever I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more.

In the past few days, I have been thinking about what kind of results there will be after confessing.

I do, I like you too...

Yes to accept.

I'm sorry, you're a nice guy, but I... refuse.

Too sudden, I have to think about it...

It is neither accepted nor rejected.

There should only be these three results.

So, what is Wu Julan's "I know"?

That day, after I confessed my love face to face, he stared at me calmly and expressionlessly for a while, and then he gave me the answer: "I know."

Looking at him silently has exhausted all my courage, and I don't have the guts to ask any more questions. When he opened the door and signaled that I should leave, I immediately fled without looking back.

The consequence is——

I have been thinking hard for the past few days, what kind of result is "I know" after confessing?

Accept? Of course not!

Reject? At that time, he had a stern expression and deep eyes, and it seemed that indeed... After thinking about it for a while, I wishfully attributed "I know" to the third result after the confession - neither acceptance nor rejection.

Up to now, when I look back, I realize that my entanglement before was ridiculous. I have been entangled in whether I should like Wu Julan, and I completely forgot to consider whether others will like me.

A person like Wu Julan, when he is down and out in rags, still finds fault with my cooking! I will definitely only be more picky about my feelings. I was too self-righteous back then!

Zhou Buwen told me that he was in a hurry at work and needed to go back early.

I don't know if it's true or not, but it's always good for him to leave. After all, after confessing and being confessed, no matter how much two people try to pretend nothing happened, there will always be some faint embarrassment, which cannot be overcome by reason, and can only be diluted naturally by time.

Zhou Buwen settled the room rate according to the price of the large suite stipulated by the inn. I originally wanted to give him a discount, but he refused.

I said: "As long as you stay for more than three consecutive days, there will be a discount."

Zhou Buwen said: "Can ordinary guests eat seafood and fruits as they please? I won't calculate the cost with you, so don't talk to me, or I will stay in another inn when I come back next time." Already!"

I didn't dare to talk anymore, and I sent Zhou Buwen away by boat with Jiang Yisheng.

After Zhou Buwen left, no guests stayed.

To be precise, since the inn opened, there have been no other guests except Zhou Buwen. The money I earned from Zhou Buwen was just enough to pay for Wu Julan's mobile phone and phone bills. That is to say, since the inn opened, I have only paid out, not received.

Looking at the decrease in bank deposits, I feel like I'm sitting on the mountain and I'm under a lot of pressure.

However, it's not a bad thing, at least it relieves my pressure from facing Wu Julan.

I confessed my love naked in front of him, but he acted like nothing happened, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his speech and behavior, and I was the only one who was uneasy. But no matter how uneasy you are, you must first consider your own survival plan and solve the economic foundation before you can create upper-level emotions.

I sit in front of the computer every day and promote my small inn on various travel forums and post bars. It is still somewhat effective, and I will receive calls from time to time for consultation, but once the person asks clearly about "the traffic is inconvenient" and is far away from the pier and the most famous Lantern Street, they will politely say "I will give you a call after thinking about it."

I have been looking for a job, so I know that this means a polite refusal.

Fortune never comes, but misfortune never comes singly.

Every morning and evening, Jiang Yisheng's father would go out for a walk accompanied by a nanny or Jiang's mother. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Papa Jiang was a bit crazy. When they met him, they would greet him politely and try to avoid him as much as possible. But that day, a strange man who appeared out of nowhere unexpectedly provoked Jiang's father to suddenly get sick and rolled down the hillside.

The strange man ran away immediately when he saw that he had caused trouble. The nanny was busy calling for help, and didn't bother to arrest people, so she could only admit that she was unlucky.

Jiang Yisheng's father was admitted to the hospital, and the medical expenses were spent like running water. Although Jiang Yisheng didn't ask me to pay back the money, I felt that I had to.

I took Wu Julan to the bank and took out all the money and emptied all the pockets, a total of 18,046 yuan.

I stared at the money on the coffee table depressedly, thinking about it and thinking about it, the only way out was to borrow it from Zhou Buwen.

I took out my mobile phone and was about to make a call when Wu Julan came out of the study and put a wad of money on the coffee table.

I looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Julan said: "Two thousand yuan, first pay back Jiang Yisheng's money."

I asked: "Is... the salary I sent you?"

Wu Julan didn't speak, obviously thinking that I asked an idiot question.

What's the matter? I said, "Even if we take your money and pay it back, we only have forty-six yuan left. How can we live? We still need to borrow money! It's a loan no matter what. Forget it, just take your money back!" "

I pressed the dial key and the music rings.

This mobile phone is a cheap product. After being dropped once, the performance becomes very strange. It is fine during calls, but the music ringtone is seriously distorted and extremely harsh. In order not to poison my ears, I kept the phone away from my ears, just stared at the screen, and put it to my ear when the call was connected.

Wu Julan reached out and grabbed the phone, "I still have five hundred dollars."

"That's not enough!"

"I will find a way."

The phone has been connected, and Zhou Buwen's voice came faintly, "Xiaoluo, hello, Xiaoluo..."

Wu Julan held onto the phone and didn't put it down.

I asked softly, "You don't want me to borrow money from Zhou Buwen?"

Wu Julan didn't answer my question, but just said: "I will find a way about the money."

"Is that so..." I frowned and pulled the phone out of his hand.

Wu Julan didn't really try to stop him, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked down at his hands.

I put the phone to my ear, but my eyes kept looking at Wu Julan, "Hey, big head, the phone signal was a little bit bad just now. I have nothing to do, I just called to greet you..."

Wu Julan suddenly raised his head and looked at me. There was no expression on his face, but his deep eyes were as clear and beautiful as the sea under the summer sun, shining with light.

After chatting with Zhou Buwen for a few words, I hung up the phone. Put away the 20,000 yuan on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm going to pay it back."

Wu Julan followed me out of the yard without saying a word.

I said: "You don't have to go, just a few steps away, you can't be so unlucky and encounter robbers again."

Wu Julan taunted unceremoniously: "You have a bad luck physique." He walked unhurriedly, still following me.

I pursed my lips unhappily, then pursed my lips and smiled quietly.

The two went to Jiang Yisheng's house and insisted on paying back the money despite Jiang Yisheng's objection.

When I got home, I took out the remaining forty-six yuan and held out my hand to Wu Julan, "Where's your money?"

Wu Julan gave me 500 yuan, I kept 300 yuan for myself, and gave Wu Julan 246 yuan. The two of them divided all the property equally.

I said: "Let's figure out a way together!"

At night, I lay on the bed, looked at the three hundred yuan I had left, and sighed melancholy, but after a while, I couldn't help grinning silly again.

The next day.

I bought a bunch of conch shells, big and small, from fishermen I knew well, and started making bracelets, necklaces, ornaments, decorations... I learned this craft from my grandfather.

When my grandfather was young, in order to make a living, he went out to sea with a boat, and often stayed at sea for half a year. He had no money and couldn't afford jewelry, so he had to think about making beautiful and delicate things with conch shells of various colors and shapes. After disembarking, give them to grandma.

After grandma passed away, grandpa still often made things with conch. When you have accumulated a certain amount, you will take it to the wharf to set up a stall and sell it.

When I was young, I thought my grandfather was doing it to make money, but later I realized that making money is only one of the reasons, and the more important reason is missing. Grandpa misses the lonely but brilliant time when he was wandering at sea, and misses that there is a gentle woman waiting for him at the pier after each wandering.

Conch is in my grandfather's memory, it is countless happiness and beauty, so when my father asked grandpa for my name, grandpa did not hesitate to let me name it "Snail".

Probably because of this fate, I have liked to play with these beautiful conch shells in different shapes since I was a child. Under the guidance of my grandfather, I can use conch shells to make necklaces, bracelets, key chains, wind chimes, brush washers, candlesticks, jewelry boxes, soap boxes, flower pots... Of course, my craftsmanship is completely incomparable with that of my grandfather, but every day Each work is carefully designed and made by me, and compared with those conch ornaments produced on the assembly line, it stands out. Basically, every time my grandpa and I set up a stall, it will be sold out quickly.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to make these things, and the price can't be set as high as the handicrafts sold in high-end shops, so in terms of time cost, you can't make much money.

But there are no guests in the inn now, so I decided to use this craft to earn some money for grocery shopping first! At least to ensure that Wu Julan and I will not starve to death.

I made conch and shell jewelry while waiting on the phone for business.

Wu Julan is also making things. He picked up a piece of wood from the seaside and took his grandfather's old tools, cutting, chopping, grinding and baking... Anyway, it looks very complicated and profound to me.

A few days later, I vaguely saw what Wu Julan wanted to do. Still, I can't quite trust my own judgment.

"You... are you making a guzheng?"

"Guqin." Wu Julan glanced at me coldly, "The two are very different."

I was stunned for three seconds, and laughed dryly, "Almost, they are all musical instruments."

After the body of the piano was finished, Wu Julan started to string the piano. I know that his wood was picked up from the sea, and he didn't spend a penny.

But Guqin strings... I really don't remember such an elegant and high-end shop on the island.

"Where did you buy the strings?"

"Taobao."

"..." I decided to walk away silently.

I am very worried about the market for Wu Julan's "high-end musical instruments".

I have seen people who play piano and erhu on this island, but Guqin... I guess when we sell it, everyone passing by will come to watch, and then silently light a candle for us and leave .

I can only work harder on myself.

In the evening, I rubbed my sore neck and walked out of the living room. I saw that in the courtyard reflected by the setting sun, there were lush vegetation and colorful fallen flowers. Wu Julan, in white clothes and black trousers, was sitting on the bluestone steps under the eaves. The black guqin looks at the distant sky with a wistful expression.

The sky was full of sunset glow, scarlet like rouge, and there seemed to be faint haze around him, like a peerless and independent young man in an ancient costume movie.

My heart was pounding wildly, and I was thinking in my mind, I will never laugh at those idiot fans of celebrities again. In the face of absolute beauty, there will be absolutely no reason.

Wu Julan sensed my gaze, his expression became serious, and he returned to his indifferent look, looking at me.

I hurriedly ran to his side and looked at the piano in a disguised manner, "Is it ready?"

"Well, it's not doing well, though."

Black body, white strings, simple and quiet, beautiful and dignified, I fell in love with it at first glance, I thought it was good anywhere, and secretly decided that even if someone came to buy it, I would never sell it!

I touched the body of the piano and said in amazement: "Wu Julan, you can actually make a guqin! In the future, even if you say that you can drill wood to make fire and spin nets to fish, I won't be surprised."

"I will."

I half opened my mouth, staring blankly at Wu Julan.

Wu Julan thought that I didn't believe his words, so he stuffed the qin into my arms, walked calmly to the pile of broken wood left over when he made the qin, and really started to drill wood to make fire. The thumb-thick wood was turned in his hand a few times, and blue smoke came out. Wu Julan grabbed some sawdust and put them on, and after a while, small flames were seen.

I murmured: "I'm very slow to make fire by drilling wood on TV."

Wu Julan said: "Their strength and speed are not enough."

I looked at the piano in my arms, and then at the burning flames. I felt dizzy and wanted to ask "Wu Julan, what else would you do?", but the degree of stimulation to the heart is really limited——today Let's call it a day!

Wu Julan said: "How much money do you have left? Can you give it to me first? I will pay you back when I earn money tomorrow."

I know very well that the guqin made by Wu Julan might not be sold tomorrow, but... I gave Wu Julan all the more than one hundred yuan left on my body, and said with a smile: "Okay."

I hid in the bedroom and quietly called Jiang Yisheng.

Jiang's father's condition has stabilized, and Jiang Yisheng no longer needs to stay in bed at night, so he is much more relaxed. After I asked Jiang Yisheng if he had time tomorrow, I asked Jiang Yisheng to find a friend who seemed to be knowledgeable and talented, and bought the guqin made by Wu Julan. The price doesn't need to be too expensive, and of course it can't be too cheap, more than a thousand!

I asked Jiang Yisheng to help me put the money first, and after I sold the conch jewelry, I will replenish it for him.

Jiang Yisheng was stunned, "Are you sure Wu Julan made a guqin, the kind of magic weapon in ancient costume TV dramas? You don't think the mistake of playing cotton is a musical instrument?"

"Idiots can't tell the difference, right?!" I completely forgot the fact that I couldn't tell the difference between Guzheng and Guqin.

Jiang Yisheng yelled excitedly, wishing he could run over to worship Wu Julan immediately.

I'll ask him to come back tomorrow, remember to find a few more friends to join us, high-end and cultured! Otherwise, it's not like acting! After all, it is Guqin!

In the morning, after getting up.

I wanted to pretend that I had suddenly answered a phone call from Jiang Yisheng and told Wu Julan that someone was very interested in his Guqin and wanted to come and see it in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, Wu Julan left early in the morning and left me a note, saying that he had to do something and would come back later.

I stared at the note for a long time. It wasn't that there was anything special about the content, but that his handwriting, one horizontal and one vertical, was more beautiful than the words on the copybook. However, he can even make guqin, and his handwriting is extraordinarily beautiful, so there is nothing surprising about it.

I see that the guqin is still in the study, so I am relieved knowing that he is not going to set up a stall to sell the piano.

While I was making accessories, I was waiting for Wu Julan. Waiting until the afternoon, Wu Julan did not come back, but Jiang Yisheng brought a few friends to "buy" Guqin.

I put the guqin on the tea table in the living room, and several friends of Jiang Yisheng gathered around the guqin to watch and discuss. Not to mention, all of them looked a little strange, or extraordinary, like someone who could play the guqin.

Wearing black vintage round-frame glasses and black cloth shoes, Mr. Dai, dressed in a fairy-like manner, asked, "How much does Ms. Shen sell for this violin?"

I said: "More than one thousand. I saw that the price of guqin on Taobao ranges from four to five hundred to two to three thousand. I took an intermediate value. Any more would be too fake."

Mr. Dai said: "I'm asking about the real purchase price, and I want to buy it."

Wu Julan really appreciates what Wu Julan does? !

I am happier than if my things are sold, but I say without hesitation: "I don't sell, I want to keep it for myself."

A group of people were talking, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Wu Julan came back.

He glanced at the people in the living room, and only nodded to Jiang Yisheng to say hello, then carried a fish more than one meter long, went straight to the faucet in the corner of the kitchen, and put the fish down.

The people on the island are used to seeing all kinds of big fish, so they didn't care, and asked me with a smile: "Is this Mr. Wu who made the piano?"

"Yeah!"

I asked Jiang Yisheng to greet everyone, and I took a towel and ran out.

When Wu Julan finished washing his hands, I handed him the towel, "Jiang Yisheng heard that you made a guqin, so he asked some friends who like music to come. Some people want to buy the piano you made." Because Mr. Dai really wanted to Buy, I speak with extra confidence.

Jiang Yisheng led his friends over and said with a smile, "Everyone likes this Guqin very much, so I'm just waiting for your price."

Wu Julan glanced at the people standing around him and said to me: "The pianos I make are not for sale."

"Huh?" I was dumbfounded, "No... If you don't sell it, what are you doing?"

"I'll play." Wu Julan returned the towel to me and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Yisheng and I looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless.

Since there is no need to act, it is natural to send away all the "extras" that Jiang Yisheng invited.

I kept apologizing: "Sorry, sorry..."

Jiang Yisheng glared at me several times, and walked out with his friend.

Several people walked out of the courtyard door one after another, and the last person had already stepped over the threshold. His eyes inadvertently swept across the bluestone floor in the corner of the kitchen, and he saw the fish on the ground clearly. He immediately withdrew his feet, rushed over a few steps, squatted down for a closer look, and then shouted: "Bluefin tuna!"

The people who had already walked outside the courtyard wall came back in an instant, all surrounded the fish, watching and talking excitedly.

"It's really bluefin tuna!"

“I heard that in Japan, bluefin tuna can be sold for 3,500 pounds per pound.”

"Almost! In 2013, a bluefin tuna weighing more than 200 kilograms was sold for a sky-high price of 150 million yen, or about 11 million yuan in RMB."

"That's the price at the auction house, it's overhyped, and it's not that expensive in the market. However, it's definitely not cheap. A few years ago, the West Lake State Guesthouse imported a blue fin of about 70 kilograms, saying Not counting the freight, the import price alone is more than 40,000 RMB, and now it must be at least doubled!"

"Tsk tsk! I haven't seen anyone catch a bluefin in years."

Although I am not like these gluttonous old customers, I can recognize the species and quality of fish at a glance, but as a child who grew up by the sea, I also know the name of bluefin tuna, but I have never eaten it.

Grandpa said that when he was young, blue fins were not as rare as they were later, and the crew would catch them from time to time, and he had eaten them many times. Bluefin is the most delicious raw, it melts in the mouth, like eating ice cream, I have never imagined.

Jiang Yisheng reacted the fastest, and said to Wu Julan through the kitchen window: "Brother Ang, if you want to sell it, you must quickly find a way to freeze it. This thing is just a novelty, once the taste changes, it will be worthless."

Wu Julan sharpened his knife without raising his head and said, "It's okay, I'll eat tonight."

I almost went limp and fell to the ground.

The others were also shocked, all staring at Wu Julan in surprise, admiration, excitement, and longing.

Jiang Yisheng looked at me with question marks in his eyes, and my heart was bleeding like a river—that was money, money, money! But he gritted his teeth and said, "If he wants to eat, he can eat it!"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head speechlessly, and when he turned his head, he smiled like a flower, and said softly to Wu Julan: "Brother Ang, I'm here for dinner tonight."

"Okay, but I need your help." Wu Julan still didn't raise her head, and concentrated on checking whether the knife was sharpened.

"No problem!" Jiang Yisheng happily agreed.

Jiang Yisheng was sent out to work by Wu Julan, but the five friends Jiang Yisheng invited did not leave with him.

These five people are considered cultural people, and they are more reserved in their actions. They are embarrassed to bluntly express their desire to stay for dinner, but they just refuse to leave. I understand their thinking, anyway, the fish looks to be forty to fifty kilograms, the three of us definitely can't finish it!

They stood in the yard, watched Wu Julan pack the fish, and had a tea party at the same time. From eating fish to fishing, from island fisheries to environmental protection, there seems to be endless things to talk about.

I whispered to Wu Julan: "What do they...?"

Wu Julan glanced at them and raised his voice to ask: "Do you want to eat fish?"

"Think!"

Wu Julan smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to Conch Inn for dinner. It costs 600 yuan per person. In addition to fish, there are also vegetables, fruits, and drinks."

Without even thinking about it, the five people responded one after another, and immediately lined up to pay me the money automatically, with the look of "I'm afraid it will be gone if it's too late".

Mr. Dai saw my embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "It's normal for a good restaurant in a big city to spend hundreds of dollars for a meal, but can they have such fresh blue fins?"

I started to collect the money in a daze, but before I finished collecting the money from these people, some people came into the yard one after another, and when they saw people queuing up to pay, they immediately voluntarily moved to the back.

After hearing their explanation, I realized that Wu Julan rented a fishing boat early in the morning to go fishing, and naturally he had to disembark at the pier when he came back. Fish and dragons were mixed there, and when he got out of the boat with the fish on his shoulders, someone recognized the bluefin tuna, and news spread quickly.

On his way back, countless people came to talk to him, and Wu Julan clearly stated that "this is the buffet dinner at Conch Inn tonight". In less than half an hour, he accepted reservations from forty people and announced that the dinner was full. It can be said that if the five people in the yard were not Jiang Yisheng's friends, they would definitely not even think about it.

After everyone paid the money, I collected a total of 26,400 yuan. It was originally 27,000 yuan, but Wu Julan took away 600 yuan and gave it back to Jiang Yisheng. It was the money for him to buy vegetables, fruits, and drinks.

At 6:30 in the evening, the buffet dinner officially begins.

In the yard, several tables were neatly arranged and covered with clean white plastic tablecloths, which looked decent. Boiled boiled greens, cold seaweed, vegetable salad and various cut fruits are scattered on the table. But at this time, everyone is not in the mood to pay attention to these things at all, but is wholeheartedly waiting to eat blue fins. It can be said that their 600 yuan was all spent on bluefin tuna, and they didn't care about anything else they ate.

After Wu Julan finished cooking the vegetables and cutting the fruits, he took a shower and changed into a clean set of clothes while Jiang Yisheng and I were laying out the food.

There is a long stainless steel table in front of the faucet outside the kitchen wall, on which there are cleaned bluefin tuna. Wu Julan was standing behind the long stainless steel table, which was an open kitchen.

For the convenience of washing things, grandpa installed a lamp under the eaves of the kitchen. At this time, the light was bright, reflecting Wu Julan's white T-shirt as white as snow, making him look very clean and cool.

Wu Julan's complexion was like water, with his head lowered, he placed the sharpened knives on both sides of the long table.

Everyone stared at him intently, wondering what he was going to do to make everyone feel that he lived up to the most delicious ingredients in the world.

Wu Julan raised his head and introduced, "Tonight I'm going to make fish sticks."

What? fish what?

The few people who understood immediately explained to those who did not understand: "Fish meat is Japanese-style sashimi! Sashimi!"

Wu Julan picked up a long, thin knife, "The way I make Yukui is from the Tang Dynasty. It was called '斫饼' back then. Japan learned from the Tang Dynasty Yukui , and developed its own sashimi. It can be said that sashimi is a kind of sashimi, but sashimi is definitely not sashimi.”

Wu Julan held the knife in his right hand, pointing the knife point to the ground, and bowed to everyone, "According to etiquette, there should be music to accompany us, but we have no skills, so we can only make do with poetry."

He is tall and straight, with elegant demeanor, making everyone feel as if they saw an ancient nobleman saluting to him. Intimidated by his demeanor, everyone unconsciously corrected their postures and bowed their heads in return.

When everyone's heads were about to be raised, amidst the sound of reciting aloud, a cold light flashed across, and a piece of fish had already flown into the plate on the table.

Wu Julan recited an ancient poem while slicing fish fillets: "...the man receives the hands of the fish and sharks, washes the fish and sharpens the knife, and the fish's eyes are jealous. The snow falls silently and softly, and the bones have been chopped into spring onions. I am ashamed of my youth, but I am an old man with soft cooking and fragrant rice. When the anvil was dropped, the white paper was wet, and the golden plate was empty when I put the chopsticks..."

In the cadenced voice, he pitched up and down casually, like a dance, raised and lowered the knife, moving like the wind, and pieces of fish fillets fell into white porcelain plates like pieces of flying snow. After a while, there was already a pile of fish fillets on the white plate, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a slim pagoda.

The blade in Wu Julan's hand changed slightly, and the falling fish fillets had already landed on another white porcelain plate. Jiang Yisheng still hasn't forgotten Wu Julan's previous order, and hastily took away the plate full of fish fillets, and put another white plate on it.

After Wu Julan confirmed that Jiang Yisheng could handle it, he speeded up, and the fish fillets were like catkins blown by the wind, continuously.

When everyone was dazzled, he drew another knife in his left hand, and no one could guess what he was trying to do. My heart moved, but I couldn't believe it. I opened my eyes wide, held my breath, and stared at him nervously.

"Ah——"

While everyone screamed in shock, Wu Julan opened the bow with both left and right hands at the same time, cutting the fish fillets.

One knife is raised, one knife is dropped, and the left and right hands dance alternately, just like the most gorgeous dance scene. It seemed that he was effortless, and his movements were graceful and calm, but every fish fillet was as thin as a cicada's wing, and after one piece hadn't fallen off, another piece came again, like a goose feather heavy snow, falling incessantly.

I think of those Tang poems that I have read—"Swords ringing and carp flying", "Crafts are like snow on a plate, afraid of the wind blowing", "Chezi swinging two knives left and right, flying gold and white snow high"... Once, I thought it was unbelievable , The unimaginable picture is now unfolding in front of my eyes.

"... If you don't see the future, the waves will be lost forever."

After the last line of the poem was recited, the sound of the knife stopped, and there were only white fish bones left on the long table, but there were forty-eight identical plates of fish sticks neatly placed on the table, which looked spectacular.

Wu Julan put down the knife and said, "Please enjoy."

The whole courtyard was silent.

After a while, someone applauded first, and in an instant, the applause was like thunder. They were so shocked that they couldn't even find the right words to praise, so they could only applaud vigorously to express their excitement and amazement.

Wu Julan still had the same expressionless and calm look, covered the white fish bones with a piece of white cloth, bowed gracefully to the crowd, and gave a Western-style salute, which aroused even louder applause. He made his way through the crowd to the eaves of the living room.

All eyes followed him all the time, only to find that there was a long table made of rattan and a guqin on it.

Wu Julan knelt and sat in front of the long table, raised her hand lightly, brushed the qin, and the sound of ding ding dong dong came out.

It turned out to be "Summer Night Starry Sky Sea", I was dumbfounded.

I clearly remember that when he heard this piece a month ago, it was definitely the first time he heard it. He can play it completely after listening to it a few times? !

Although the other people in the yard thought it was a bit interesting, they had seen face-changing in Sichuan opera and Arabic belly dancing in restaurants, so they were not surprised by Wu Julan's guqin performance, which was nothing compared to the dazzled feeling when watching fish meat just now Fantastic. However, just now it was "moving", but now it is "quiet". The combination of movement and stillness makes people completely relax. The taste buds become sensitive, which is just right for tasting food.

Everyone couldn't wait to get the fish sticks. The fish meat is as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, it melts in the mouth, and it is delicious. They all showed satisfied expressions, and felt that tonight was definitely worth the money.

When the guests left and cleaned up, it was past ten o'clock.

After I took a shower, I sat cross-legged on the sofa, staring at more than 20,000 yuan in a daze.

I don't have to pay rent or mortgage. If I save some money, the money is enough for a year's living expenses.

A few days ago, although I promised Wu Julan not to ask Zhou Buwen to borrow money, and told myself to trust Wu Julan, no matter what, I never thought that he would solve our "economic crisis" so quickly.

There was a knock on the door, and I hurriedly straightened my clothes and hair before saying, "Come in."

Wu Julan came in with a tray and put two bowls of Jiuniang Yuanzi on the table, "You have been busy taking care of the guests all night, so you didn't eat much yourself. I made some supper."

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, I felt really hungry, "Aren't you the same? Let's eat together?"

"Okay." Wu Julan sat down at the table.

I slipped on my slippers and walked over to Wu Julan and sat down, happily picked up the bowl, "Thank you for your hard work today, the money..." I pointed to the money on the sofa, "What are you going to do? Deposit it in the bank... "I remembered that he didn't have an ID card, and he couldn't seem to open a bank account.

"It's yours, you can figure it out." Wu Julan said casually.

I was almost choked to death by a little Yuanzi. When did the wage earners not only help the boss to work, but also give money to the boss?

I put down the bowl, coughed a few times, and said, "You gave me all the money? That's the money you earned, and I didn't do anything."

Wu Julan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking of a reason. He said: "You are not good at doing business. If I give you this, you don't have to borrow money from others."

"Heh! Why am I not good at doing business? Don't you think my inn can't make money?"

"If you can't earn it before today, you should be able to earn it after today."

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"

Wu Julan said helplessly: "In the inn business, the first thing is the location. The location of your inn is not right. If the location is not good, it must be unique, or famous. As long as it is famous enough, it will make people feel that the transportation is inconvenient. It's all a style. Those pictures you come and go..."

"Photos! Photoshopped photos! Very beautiful!"

"Your photos are indistinguishable from other inns."

I feel a little uncomfortable, but I have to admit that Wu Julan is right, "Then what will change after today?"

"Human beings like novelty and excitement, and they also like to show off their advantages. Of course, it is not the advantages of greed, but the advantages that can prove their vision, taste, and wisdom. They will be very willing to talk about it. Tonight No matter how extravagant and special dishes they eat in the future, they will never forget the dinner they bought for 600 yuan.”

I stared blankly at Wu Julan.

Actually, I always thought Wu Julan's price was too low. Those who came tonight were either well-informed gluttonous old customers, or some influential people on the island, all of whom knew the market price of bluefin tuna. Even if it was set at two thousand, they would definitely eat it. Not to mention Wu Julan's chopping skills later, no one would feel that their money was lost.

Originally, I thought it was because Wu Julan didn't really know the market price of Bluefin. Since he had already announced the price, I didn't plan to say more. But unexpectedly, he knew very well that he deliberately set a low price to make those customers feel that he had a unique vision and a precise shot, and that he would preemptively strike before others discovered the value of an item, so only they could Take advantage.

But did Wu Julan really suffer? He spent 600 yuan to buy the memory of their life-the eternal obsession and relish.

I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery. Whenever I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more.

So far, all I know are: cooking skills, medical skills, architecture, violin making, playing violin, even digging wood for fire, making nets for fishing... It is not surprising that a person knows any of them, but Wu Julan knows everything, I even suspect that he is good at everything.

What kind of environment did he grow up in to be so perverted?

The phone rang suddenly, and I thought it was Jiang Yisheng, so I answered it immediately, "Why are you calling me so late?"

"I have something to talk to you about Wu Julan."

I heard his tone was very serious, so I couldn't help but glance at Wu Julan, sat up straight, "Say it."

"Before, you told me that you shouldn't like Wu Julan. I didn't object to it, nor did I support it, because I think that regardless of his financial conditions and background, Wu Julan is still very good and treats you very well. But now I really want you to give up."

I looked at Wu Julan, who was eating Jiuniang Yuanzi leisurely, and asked, "Why?"

"You were covered in blood that day, and you couldn't see your eyes again. Even medical students would panic. Wu Julan was very calm, not only accurately judged your injury, but also gave simple and effective first aid. It’s not that what he does is difficult, but that calmness and self-confidence must have clinical experience, and it can only be achieved by facing blood and death, and it is definitely not enough to attend two or three months of training courses.”

Jiang Yisheng's words verified my guess, and I gave a slight "hmm" to express my agreement.

"Wu Julan's skill of chopping fish tonight, you have also seen it with your own eyes, and you can't practice it in ten or twenty years! If you don't believe it, I can find a professional chef to ask."

"I believe it!"

"Also, he can play Guqin. Of course it is not uncommon to play Guqin, and I can also play Erhu! But can I play Erhu? He can make a Guqin from a piece of wood he picked up at random. Today I I listened to his playing at night, the guqin is very good, the tone is perfect, and he plays it perfectly. It can be said that Wu Julan is a master in both making and playing the piano. Xiao Luo, just ask You yourself, are these normal?"

I'm not an ignorant fool, nor a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. Of course I know that all this is not normal.

I looked at Wu Julan and thought in a daze, there are many things that Jiang Yisheng doesn't know. If he knew those things, he would definitely say it was abnormal.

Wu Julan finished eating the last dumpling in the bowl, he put down the bowl, raised his head, and looked at me calmly. My gut tells me that he knows exactly what Jiang Yisheng is talking about.

"Little snail, little snail..." Jiang Yisheng called out.

I came back to my senses and said: "I understand what you want to say. I have thought about what you think of. He helped me with a calm response that was better than that of a medical student. He used extraordinary I have made money with your skills, so I don’t have to worry about who to borrow money from and when to pay it back. Jiang Yisheng, let me tell you a secret. When I was young, because you could play the erhu, every time you were on stage like Just like a peacock with its tail open, I can only sit in the audience and applaud you. In fact, I have always been very unhappy. I can’t kill you in my life, but I can find a boyfriend, if He can not only play the guqin, but also make the guqin..." I thought of my pride, and laughed, "Isn't he a complete victory over you? Whenever he is around in the future, I think you still dare to show off your broken erhu?"

Jiang Yisheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly, "Shen Luo, you are actually a latent mental patient! But do you know that I love you?"

"Hmm...the kind of deep love that always likes to make me look ugly!" When Jiang Yisheng was young, relying on his high IQ and his ability to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he used me as a stepping stone to show off himself. Once turned my birthday party into his personal talent demonstration.

Jiang Yisheng sighed, "Have you really thought it through?"

I said: "Finding a boyfriend who is omnipotent and can beat everyone is the dream of every girl, and I can't help it."

"Is Wu Julan right next to you? How do I hear it? You seem to be afraid that someone will run away from home again, and you keep showing your loyalty like a dog-legged flattery?"

"Jiang Yisheng, you don't have to remind us all the time that you have a high IQ." I said.

Jiang Yisheng smiled: "I'm dead! Please tell Wu Julan not to be angry with me. The human heart is naturally biased. I also regard him as a friend, but between you and him, I will always choose you .”

I put down my phone and asked Wu Julan, "Did you guess what Jiang Yisheng said?"

Wu Julan said lightly: "Even if I don't know what he said, I have heard your words."

My face gradually turned red. When I was bragging to Jiang Yisheng just now, I just hoped to win Jiang Yisheng's understanding and support, but now I feel that I am really brave and thick-skinned!

"I know you're not my boyfriend yet, I was just...just..."

Wu Julan seemed to be very curious about how a person could turn so red in an instant, so he lightly touched my cheek with his hand, "It's very hot!"

I just felt that all the blood rushed to the top of my head, not only my face was hot, but even my ears were hot, which made Wu Julan's hands colder and colder. I couldn't help holding Wu Julan's hand, wanting to share my warmth with him.

Wu Julan stared at me, his deep and dark eyes were full of hesitation and struggle.

I was afraid that he would throw my hand away in the next moment, so I subconsciously used all my strength to grab his hand.

Wu Julan asked: "Shen Luo, do you really know what you are doing?"

I said, "I know!"

Wu Julan said: "You don't know my background at all."

I blushed and summoned up my courage to say: "But I know your feelings. Don't tell me that everything you do for me is just because you are kind and like to help people!"

Wu Julan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

My heart is slowly sinking. Although I have never been in love, I have felt the care and care. I took it for granted that it was love, but what if... I misunderstood?

I was so nervous and worried about gains and losses that I went from heaven to **** in a flash of thought. Maybe it's really just me who fell in love and lost my heart!

My face gradually turned pale, and my palms felt cold, almost as warm as Wu Julan.

Wu Julan stared at me and said softly: "After the next full moon night, if you haven't changed your mind, I..." His voice was very difficult, and there was no more words in the middle of the sentence.

I flew from **** to heaven all at once, my palms were no longer cold, and my face returned to normal.

Wu Julan looked at his hand—I was holding it tightly all the time, and he asked: "When do you plan to hold it?"

"Oh...I..." I immediately let go of his hand in a hurry, and my cheeks became hot again.

Wu Julan suddenly smiled and pinched my cheek. In my shocked and dull eyes, he said: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

He stood up as if nothing happened, put two empty bowls on the tray, and left with the tray, "Good night."

I was stunned for a long time before I remembered that when I first met him, I pinched his cheek, and he actually "holds vengeance" until now.

I covered my cheeks and couldn't help giggling! All right! This kind of hatred welcomes a lot of memories, and a lot of revenge is welcome! I really regret not doing something else at that time!