Since the dishes ordered are very easy to make and the kitchen fire is ready-made, the tavern owner quickly lets guests have something to eat. Feiqi touched the holy emblem and took everyone to pray together like a model (pretending) to thank the goddess for her gift, and then started to eat.
"Well! Boss, your skills are very good and the food is delicious. I'll give me another serving." Feiqi pointed to the fish stew on the plate and said, "You are very careful. The fish bones are picked out, and the shell meat is very clean. It seems that he has done his best."
"This praise is not ordinary. This is the child of the Earl's family!" Qiao Duo said in an exaggerated tone.
"Then can I cook for the nobles?"
Looking at the light suddenly flashing in the eyes of the tavern owner, Feiqi shook his head: "It's not enough. The deliciousness of this fish stew comes from freshness. Fish, shellfish, shrimp and crabs combine well, stimulating the natural fresh fragrance in the river. If you leave these, for example, when you go to the manor, the taste of this dish will be greatly reduced and it will not even cause appetite at all. Fishermen still have to be by the river and by the sea to live. There is no fish in the high-walled courtyard."
The light in the boss's eyes dimmed, so Feiqi gave him seven silver coins for meals. Since the ingredients were all nearby, a fish stew also sold two silver coins. Feiqi paid the meals for two people from the Ice Peak Fortress and a goblin, and the remaining silver coins were considered tips - this was a good income in the past, but after the "baptism" of the two gold coins, the tavern owner was calm, just nodded and turned away.
"You shouldn't have encouraged his gold coins and nobles, and it's likely that he will ruin his current life."
Qiao Duo smiled and shook his finger, "What's the good thing about here in his life? The sun you see at the first sight when you are born is no different from the one you see at the last sight in your life. Make some fish for people you don't know, and you can't remember who has been there. His life is boring, just living it repeatedly."
Feiqi used a spoon to pick up a piece of fish like jelly and slowly put it into his mouth. He observed Qiao Duo's expression, tasted the fish carefully, and smiled with satisfaction. "Well... yes, yes, what you said makes sense." Feiqi said with a smile.
"It's really good that you can agree." Qiao Duo nodded, but he soon realized something was wrong. Anne, Benny and Shani looked at each other and snickered in a low voice, which further increased his suspicion.
"Feich, were you perfunctory to me just now?"
"No, no, no, how could that happen?" Feiqi broke a piece of bread, put it into the fish soup, wiped the plate and ate it.
"Thank you, this is a good idea." Anne covered her mouth and threw a charming look at Fitch: "There is always a lot of truth in Qiao Duo, we can't tell him. Now we have the weapon to fight back."
"Yes. Even if we want to listen to him, it doesn't mean he is always right." Benny hugged Shani and kissed her veil hard: "Are you right to say what I said?"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, you're right." After Shani said that, she fell to Benny's chest and couldn't get up with a smile.
"It's all your fault, Feiqi: The three of them have not been so happy in a long time." Qiao Duo pushed the plate in front of him, crossed his hands on the table, and said with a slightly tilted head: "There is strong language ability and the ability to tell stories is high, and the truth is the same in turn. The most important thing in a story is the narrator, and you are that kind of person."
"Are you going to start discussing the story again?"
"No, I want to discuss you more. I have said that if you want to know a good story, you must first understand the storyteller." Qiao Duo smiled gracefully: "Didelit is a common good friend of the four of us. The thing she cares about is the goal we need to work hard on. To be honest, we have heard a lot of stories about you, but it is far from our observations. Can you tell me that there are too many people who can tell good stories now and their level is too high?"
"If you are pursuing a story at the beginning, then don't use the standards of the story to demand facts."
"Well said, I should have a drink for this." Qiao Duo raised his cup, and the cool beer rippled in the cup. "But are those stories or facts?"
"That depends on what the listener needs to do. If someone says those things to me, I will respond with the perfunctory triple affirmation."
"It's this again." Qiao Duo saw Anne lying on his shoulder, staring at Feiqi with her rippling eyes, and was amused by the "three positives and perfunctory expressions". "Friend, you are a little quarrel. When you stopped the tavern owner from going to the aristocratic circle just now, you did not use perfunctory methods, but directly denied it! What's going on?"
"Because compared to the past, I think the future is more important. The only thing in this world that cannot be joked about is probably the future."
"Oh? Then can you give up for the future? I think there is no problem with wealth, but hatred, will you let go of the future?"
"For the sake of the future, of course, you can let go of hatred in the future - but I must first live in the present. I will not let things that can be solved in the present." Feiqi looked at Qiao Duo and shook his head slightly: "I know that you want to understand me through these problems, just like drawing me a picture like that. But the portrait always has only one side and a fragment, and people are too complicated, and your approach will never be futile."
"Yes, yes, you're right." Qiao Duo smiled sly: "No, I mean I agree with you. People are very complicated, and in comparison, monsters are more simple. I don't expect a portrait to understand you. I just like painting. I think you are becoming more and more interesting. I have never seen what you contain. Don't believe it. I have seen many people, both good and bad, simple and complex, but they don't have any characteristics in you. Do you want to know what it is?"
"Thank you for your compliment. You can say you have it." Feiqi wiped out the last piece of bread and sausage and wiped the corner of his mouth. He pointed to the plate in front of Qiao Duo, which had a small half of fish stew in it: "Don't you finish it? It's not good to waste food."
"I need to keep my figure, and the girls are laughing at me." Qiao Duo pushed the plate in front of Fitch: "Can you help me eat it?"
Feiqi looked down and said with a smile: "Girls, don't laugh at him. I think he has a good figure, don't he?"
"My figure is good." Benny shook his body left and right, and then pulled Shani to the point of rippling. "But, for the sake of your advice, we will listen to you and no longer laugh at him!"
So Feiqi flicked his finger and returned to Qiao Duo: "Eat quickly, I have to continue on the road today."
"It's right, the future is still waiting ahead. The poet and the girls have a way to go." Qiao Duo picked up the spoon and started eating. When he didn't speak, the meal was very fast, especially compared to Shani. She was wearing a veil, covering her forehead to her neck, and did not take it off when eating, but just lifted a corner slightly. Finally, Benny helped eat some from her plate, so that everyone's progress was the same.
Saying goodbye to the tavern owner whose dream was shattered just now, the group continued to walk south. Qiao Duo finally looked like a minstrel. He took out a flute and played it, and the three girls also began to cooperate. Anne was responsible for chanting. She only needed a changing voice to outline a beautiful and moving melody. After using the beautiful lyrics, sincere feelings filled the singing.
Benny plays a four-hyun piano with a tone that looks very similar to the ukulele. She is responsible for the part of the alto and harmony at the same time, and constantly interspersed during the singing. Shanny's instrument is two hourglass-shaped drums, with some metal pieces hanging on the edges of the drums, and it makes a crisp sound when it shakes. She doesn't sing, but sometimes she whistles, coordinating with Qiao Duo's flute, or accompanies Annie's high notes.
Feiqi applauded and beat them, and gave them a compliment when they finished the song. They sang different songs along the way, and Feiqi's praise was not repeated. In the evening, when the "performance" was about to end, the girls urged Feiqi to give a song, and the three of them could accompany them.
"Oh, I can't compare to you and I don't know how to play musical instruments, but I can play a piece of music, I hope you like it." Feiqi looked at Shani and said, "I noticed that you whistle just now. The breath is really long and the span is very big. I don't have that long breath. Fortunately, when practicing spells, I learned to maintain the tone while breathing. Regardless of whether you blow it well or not, remember to encourage me."
Feiqi closed his eyes, focused slightly, recalled the melody, and then blew "Yi Jian Plum" in the golden light of the setting sun with the steady pace of the slow horse. His scale may be wrong, but his emotions are full, and the artistic conception is slowly presented.
True feelings are like the vast grassland, and layers of wind and rain cannot be blocked... Feiqi cannot use the common words of this world to perfectly nest the original lyrics into the melody, let alone integrate the cultural background of "Aomei in the Snow". However, the devil in his soul is ready to move, but he can convey the resonance of emotions. Even if it is not Aomei, even if it is not Snow, it can always evoke the corresponding emotional memories in the hearts of the audience.
With the whistle, the surroundings became quiet, and everyone was immersed in it. Qiao Duo's eyes slowly closed, and he even stopped breathing, as if afraid that his breathing would disturb the listening. Anne, Benny and Shani leaned against each other, heads toward her head, stiffened, but his fingers trembled excitedly.
"I seem to fall in love with him."
"Shut up, don't speak!"
Tron relaxed, his head and shoulders swayed with the melody. He liked music that was exciting, full of strength and strong rhythm, but he could still immerse himself in it when he heard the beautiful tune. What's more, "Yi Jian Mei" is not a beautiful love tune, and he could also hear the positive and confident power.
Only the goblin friend looked around. He had been tortured by terrible noises in the carriage for an afternoon, and at this time it was basically at its limit. He wanted to use the goblin to beat music to educate these people, but he did not dare to disturb the chief's time. The goblin raised his lips and wanted to learn to whistle, but only a puff sound appeared. He suddenly opened his eyes at midnight and showed his claws at the goblin, so there was no such interference.
After the song was finished, Feiqi was waiting for praise and applause, but he heard the shout of "stop". The three girls supported each other, jumped out of the car one by one, and rushed behind the trees and grass on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!