Chapter 8 Chapter 7 What else would you do

I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery, and every time 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. Sorry, you're a nice guy, but I... is to refuse. It's too sudden, I have to think about it... Neither accepted nor rejected. There should be only 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 replied to me: "I see."

Staring 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, which kind of result is "I know" after confessing? do you accept?Of course not! refuse?At that time, he had a stern expression and deep eyes, as if indeed... After thinking about it for a while, I wishfully attributed "I know" to the third result after the confession - neither acceptance nor rejection.

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 so poor that his clothes are 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 go to another inn when I come back next time!" 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. Watching the bank deposits decrease a little bit, 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 relieved my pressure from facing Wu Julan. I confessed my love naked in front of him, but he acted as if nothing happened, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his speech or behavior. 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 other party asks clearly that "the traffic is inconvenient", and it 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've been looking for a job, so I know it means a polite refusal. Blessings never come, but misfortunes never come 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 it... 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 bell rang. This mobile phone is a cheap product. After being dropped once, the performance becomes very strange. It is fine during the call, 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'll find a way." The phone was connected, and Zhou Buwen's voice came faintly, "Xiao Luo, hello, Xiao Luo..."

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 said: "I will find a way to deal with 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 trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, he pressed his lips tightly, and looked down at his hands. I put the phone close 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 her head and looked at me. There was no expression on her face, but her 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.He 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, it's just a few steps away. It's impossible to 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 despite Jiang Yisheng's objection, they insisted on paying back the money. 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 it out 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 large and small conch shells 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 grandpa 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. In my grandfather's memory, conch is a lot of joy and beauty, so when my father asked grandpa for my name, my grandfather 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, they can't make much money. But now that there are no guests in the inn, I decided to use this craft to earn some food shopping money first!At least to ensure that Wu Julan and I will not starve to death. While I waited for business on the phone, I made conch and shell jewelry. Wu Julan is also making things. He picked up a piece of wood from the seaside, took grandfather's old tools, and cut, chopped, ground, and baked... 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, "It's almost there, they're 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 get 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 walked out of the living room rubbing my sore neck, and saw that in the courtyard reflected by the setting sun, there were lush vegetation and colorful fallen leaves. Wu Julan, in white clothes and black trousers, was sitting on the bluestone steps under the eaves, holding a handful of black Guqin looked 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, 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 noticed my gaze, her expression became serious, she returned to her indifferent look, and looked at me. I quickly ran to his side and looked at the piano in a disguised manner, "Done?" "Well, it's not doing well, though." The black body and 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 exclaimed: "Wu Julan, you can make a guqin! In the future, even if you say that you can drill wood to make fire, and weave nets to fish, I won't be surprised." "I will." I opened my mouth halfway and stared blankly at Wu Julan. Wu Julan thought that I didn't believe his words, so she 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—that’s all for today stop it! 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 knew very well that the guqin made by Wu Julan might not be sold tomorrow, but... I gave Wu Julan all the remaining 100 yuan or so, 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 taken aback, "Are you sure Wu Julan is making a guqin, the kind of magical artifact in ancient costume TV dramas? You don't think that playing cotton is a musical instrument, do you?" "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 asked him to come back tomorrow, remember to find a few more friends to join us, high-end atmosphere and culture!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 this 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 coffee 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 retro round 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." Does Wu Julan really appreciate what Wu Julan does? ! I was happier than selling my own things, but I said without hesitation: "I don't want to sell it, 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?" "yes!" I asked Jiang Yisheng to greet everyone, and I took a towel and ran out. After 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 violin you made." Because Mr. Dai really wanted to buy it, I He speaks with great confidence. Jiang Yisheng led his friends over and said with a smile, "Everyone likes this guqin very much, and 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." "Ah?" 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: "I'm sorry, I'm 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!" People who had already walked outside the courtyard wall came back one after another in an instant, all surrounded the fish, watching and talking excitedly. “What a bluefin tuna!” "I heard that in Japan, bluefin tuna can be sold for 3,500 pounds per pound now." "Almost! In 2013, a bluefin tuna weighing more than 200 kilograms was sold for a sky-high price of 150 million yen, about 11 million yuan in RMB." "That's the price at the auction house. It's overhyped. It's not that expensive in the market. However, it's definitely not cheap. A few years ago, the West Lake State Guest House imported a blue fin of about 70 kilograms, saying it wasn't worth it. The shipping fee, the import price alone is more than 40,000 RMB, it must be doubled at least now!" "Tsk tsk! Haven't seen anyone catch a bluefin in years." Although I am not like these gluttonous old customers, I can identify 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 Wu, 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." While sharpening the knife, Wu Julan said without raising her head, "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 the blood in my heart flowed like a river - that's 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 lift her head, and concentrated on checking whether the knife was sharpened. "No problem!" Jiang Yisheng happily agreed. Jiang Yisheng was sent 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 tidy up 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... do?" Wu Julan glanced at them, and raised his voice to ask: "Do you want to eat fish?" "Think!" They said in unison, sonorously and forcefully. 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, with the look of "I'm afraid it will be gone if it's too late". Seeing my embarrassed expression, Mr. Dai said with a smile, "It's normal for any 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, people came into the yard one after another, and seeing people queuing up to pay, they immediately voluntarily moved to the back. After hearing their explanations, 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 returned.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 half past six in the evening, the buffet dinner officially began. 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 prepared the vegetables and cut the fruits, while Jiang Yisheng and I were laying out the food, he took a shower and changed into a set of clean clothes. 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 face was like water, she lowered her head, and placed the sharpened knives on both sides of the long table. Everyone stared at him, 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 her head and introduced, "Tonight I'm going to make fish cakes." 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 fish roti is the one from the Tang Dynasty. It was called '斫奶' back then. Japan learned from the Tang Dynasty yu gratin and developed a My 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 her right hand, pointing the knife point to the ground, clasped her fists and bowed to everyone, "According to the etiquette, there should be a company of joy, but I have no skills at all, so I can only make do with poetry." He was 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 lifted, amidst the sound of reciting loudly, a cold light was felt, and a piece of fish had already flown into the plate on the table. While cutting fish fillets, Wu Julan recited an ancient poem: "...The man who eats the fish 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. Soft cooking and fragrant rice are destined for the old man. When the anvil was dropped, the white paper was wet, and the golden plate was empty before putting the chopsticks..." In the ups and downs of his voice, he pitched up and down casually, like a dance, raised and lowered the knife, and moved like the wind, pieces of fish fillets fell into the white porcelain plate 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 was sure that Jiang Yisheng could handle it, he sped up the speed, and the fish fillets were like catkins blown by the wind, continuously. Everyone was dazzled, and he drew another knife in his left hand. 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. "what--" Amid the screams of the crowd, 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 I have read——"Swords ringing and carp flying", "Crafts on a plate like snow, afraid of the wind blowing", "Crafts swinging two knives left and right, flying to the golden plate and white snow high"... Once, the unbelievable and unimaginable picture is now unfolding in front of my eyes. "... If you don't see it, the dynasty will come and cut off, and the waves will be lost forever." As 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 took the lead in applauding, 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. Everyone's 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, and brushed the qin, and the jingle sound of the qin 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, and they were not much surprised by Wu Julan's guqin performance, which was nothing compared to the dazzled feeling when they watched fish meat just now.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. By the time 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. "Tuk Tuk" knocked 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 a little 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 walked over to Wu Julan with my slippers on 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 He doesn't have an ID and doesn't seem to be able 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 thinking of a reason.He said: "You are not good at doing business. If I give it to you, you don't have to borrow money from others." "Heh! What am I not good at doing business? Don't you think my inn can't make money?" "You can't earn it before today, but 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 inconvenience of transportation is just a problem." kind of style. Those pictures you come and go..." "Photos! Photoshopped photos! Beautiful!" "The photos of you 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?" "Humans 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's guests, No matter how extravagant and special dishes they eat in the future, they will never forget the dinner they bought for only 600 yuan." I stared blankly at Wu Julan. In fact, 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, and every time I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more. So far, all I know are: cooking, medicine, architecture, violin making, playing the violin, even digging wood for fire, making nets for fishing... It is not surprising that a person knows any of them, but Wu Julan is like that. Knowing 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 I want to talk to you about Wu Julan." Hearing his serious tone, I couldn't help but glance at Wu Julan and 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 thought that regardless of his financial conditions and background, Wu Julan is still very good and treats you very well, but now I I really hope you give up." I looked at Wu Julan who was eating Jiuniang Yuanzi unhurriedly, and asked, "Why?" "You were covered in blood that day, and you couldn't see your eyes again. Even medical students would panic. But Wu Julan was very calm. Not only did he accurately judge your injury, but he also gave you simple and effective first aid. It's not that he How difficult it is to do, but the calmness and 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 there is no one who 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!" "Also, he can play the guqin. Of course it's not uncommon to play the guqin. I can also play the erhu! But can I play the erhu? He can make a guqin from a random piece of wood. I listened to it tonight. His playing, 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. Xiaoluo, ask yourself, Are these normal?" I'm not an ignorant fool, nor a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks. Of course I know that all this is not normal. I looked at Wu Julan and thought in a trance that there were still many things that Jiang Yisheng didn't know.If he knew those things, he would definitely say it was abnormal. After 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 thought. He helped me with a calm response that was better than that of a medical student. Skills make money, 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, you seemed to be the only one who played the erhu. I can only sit in the audience and applaud you stupidly. In fact, I have always been very unhappy. I can’t kill you in my life, but I can find a boyfriend. If he will not only弹古琴，还会做古琴……”我想到得意处，笑了起来，“不是完胜你吗？以后但凡他在的场合，我看你还敢把你的破二胡拿出来炫耀？” 江易盛沉默了良久，忽然轻声笑了起来，“沈螺，你其实才是个精神病潜伏患者吧！但你知道我爱你吗？” “嗯……那种总是喜欢让我出丑的森森爱意！”江易盛年少时，仗着智商高，又琴棋书画样样皆会，没少把我当垫脚石，去招摇自己。有一次把我的生日会硬生生地变成了他的个人才艺演示会。 江易盛叹了口气，“你真的想清楚了？” 我说：“能找一个无所不能、完胜所有人的男朋友，是所有女孩的梦想，我也没有办法免俗。” “吴居蓝是不是就在你旁边？我怎么听着，你很像是怕某人再次离家出走，狗腿谄媚地不停表着忠心？” “江易盛，你不用时刻提醒我们你智商高。”我说。 江易盛笑：“我挂了！让吴居蓝别生我的气，人类的心天生就是长偏的，我也把他当朋友，但在你和他之间，我永远都只会选择你。” 我放下手机，问吴居蓝：“你猜到江易盛说了什么吗？” 吴居蓝淡淡地说：“就算不知道他说了什么，你的话我都听到了。” 我的脸渐渐烧得通红，刚才对江易盛吹牛时，只是希望争取到江易盛的理解和支持，可这会儿才觉得自己真是胆子够大、脸皮够厚！ “我知道你还不是我男朋友，我刚才只是……只是……” 吴居蓝似乎很好奇一个人怎么能刹那间脸变得那么红，他用手轻轻碰了一下我的脸颊，“很烫！” 我只觉得所有血往头顶冲，不但脸火辣辣地烫着，连耳朵都火辣辣地烫起来，凸显得吴居蓝的手越发冰凉。我忍不住握住了吴居蓝的手，想把自己的温暖匀一些给他。 吴居蓝凝视着我，深邃幽黑的眼睛里满是犹豫和挣扎。 我害怕他下一瞬就会把我的手甩开，下意识地用了全部力气去抓紧他的手。 吴居蓝问：“沈螺，你真的知道你在做什么吗？” 我说：“我知道！” 吴居蓝说：“你根本不知道我的来历。” 我红着脸，鼓足勇气说：“可我知道你的感情。你不要告诉我，你为我做的一切，只是因为你很善良，喜欢帮助人！” 吴居蓝垂下了眼眸，沉默不语。 我的心慢慢下坠。虽然我从没有谈过恋爱，可是那些关心和照顾，我都感受到了。我想当然地以为那是爱，但万一……是我误会了呢？ 我太紧张、太患得患失，以至于念头一转间，就从天堂到了地狱。也许真的只是我一人动了情，丢了心！ 我的脸色渐渐变得苍白，手心直冒冷意，变得几乎和吴居蓝一个温度了。 吴居蓝凝视着我，轻声说：“下个月圆之夜后，如果你还没有改变心意，我……”他的声音很艰涩，说到一半，就再没有了下文。 我却一下子就从地狱飞到了天堂，手心不再冒冷意，脸色也恢复了正常。 吴居蓝看着自己的手——被我一直紧紧地握在手里，他问：“你打算握到什么时候？” “哦……我……”我立即手忙脚乱地放开了他的手，脸颊又变得滚烫。 吴居蓝突然展颜一笑，捏了捏我的脸颊。在我震惊呆滞的眼神中，他说：“礼尚往来。” 他像什么事都没有发生一样，站了起来，把两个空碗放到托盘里，端着托盘离开了，“晚安。” 我发了半晌呆，才想起我在刚认识他时，曾经捏过他的脸颊，他竟然“记仇”到现在。 我捂着脸颊，忍不住地傻笑！Ok!这种仇欢迎多多记忆，也欢迎多多报复！真后悔当时没有再干点别的事！