MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 539 【Travel manuscript】
Chapter 539 [Travel Notes Manuscript]
"But, the only one I met today and failed to catch up with, I only remember his great kindness, but never had the opportunity to repay him."
Guo Yuanwai looked a little sad, and he took another sip of his wine.
"I've also inquired about it over the years, but I found nothing. I saw him today, and I was very happy to finally find him, but in the end I couldn't catch up at all. I don't know if I will have a chance to meet him next time."
The butler next to him comforted:
"Don't worry outside the staff, since you can meet this time, there will definitely be another chance next time."
Guo Yuanwai shook his head and did not speak. He knew in his heart that according to the question that the man in white asked him back then, he would not be an ordinary person. After all, a white-haired monkey in clothes is nothing ordinary. Someone who can track down this kind of thing...maybe even harder to find.
So he was even more upset, and simply drank the wine in his glass.
The wine is a bad wine mixed with water, but it tastes strong, and Guo Yuanwai grinned at the hotness.
Then he refused the housekeeper to pour wine for himself, picked up the jug and poured it into the glass, half narrating and half talking to himself:
"The wine here is not good, and it's also mixed with water. I always knew it, but I still like to drink this kind of wine. Back then, the store deliberately didn't mix water. I didn't like it. I asked them to change it to the usual way."
"Now I can barely be considered successful and famous. I have drunk countless good wines these years, but my favorite is this low-quality wine mixed with water. I don't need to care about other people's opinions these years, so when entertaining others, I don't care You know what kind of delicacies the dishes are served with, and they will be accompanied by this wine during the banquet."
The butler nodded beside him and said with a smile:
"In the beginning, there were some people who said strange things behind their backs. Later, as your family business became more and more prosperous, no one mentioned it anymore. But now, many people have started to follow and imitate it, and even gave this wine a name. It’s called Liquan Shao, and this store has become very popular because of the staff.”
Guo Yuanwai clinked glasses with the butler, and drank another glass of watery wine.
This kind of wine has no mellow taste, and it has been diluted a lot after being mixed with water, but the taste is quite strong and rises quickly, and he is now a little tipsy.
Watching the two young employees carrying the sliding poles happily eating noodles, the butler next to him also started to move his chopsticks towards the bowl. Guo Yuanwai put down his wine glass, stretched out his chopsticks to carry the meat into his noodle bowl, and then swung his cheeks to chew. This appearance is not at all like a wealthy official, and even more bold than the two hired workers in front of him.
The wind swept through the clouds and quickly emptied the noodle bowl. Guo Yuanwai pushed the bowl aside, picked up the wine glass again, and then said to the butler next to him:
"I haven't told you before, why do you think I don't like eating dumplings?"
The housekeeper has always been puzzled about this question. The head of the house, Guo Yuanwai, usually has a very good appetite and is not picky about food, but he just doesn't like dumplings. However, he upholds professional ethics and never asks too much. Now that the listener mentioned it, he immediately pricked up his ears and listened more carefully.
Guo Yuanwai said: "Actually, I used to like to eat dumplings very much. I thought about it every day, but my family was poor and couldn't eat them. So at that time, my biggest idea was to be able to eat dumplings every meal besides saving money to open a small stall. Later, I can really eat dumplings right away, even eating them for more than half a year, and it hurts. In the past, how could I have thought that it would be possible, oh..."
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After Fang Chang came out from Zhao Chenghuang, he continued to go northwest, traveling day and night. Then, at a place about a hundred miles away from the sea, follow the official road and turn north.
As the walking distance becomes longer, the climate and Ninghe Prefecture will change slightly, but the most obvious thing is the terrain. The land here is very flat, and it looks very open from a distance, which makes people feel confused. He once read a miscellaneous book that said that for people, the topography of the place where they live can determine the character of the people to a certain extent. This point of view has not been verified, and Fang Chang is not going to verify it, but he still thinks it is a very interesting statement.
In addition to the accent of the people here, the food and architecture here are really affected by the terrain here, and have characteristics that are not available in mountainous and hilly areas.
"Mr. Fang!"
Walking on the street, Fang Chang was suddenly stopped by someone.
In fact, he had discovered the person coming half an hour ago, and he also knew the identity of the person, but he didn't take the initiative to look for it, but walked through the small town according to his own established route. Now seeing that the other party met and recognized him in this position as predicted before, Fang Chang stood still and waited with a smile.
The person who came was Chen Yuan, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time. He was as happy as ever after seeing Chang Fang, and walked up to him quickly: “Mr. Fang! It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other for more than ten years. It’s really a memory.”
Chen Yuan looks much more stable, his words are very sophisticated, he is no longer the young and impulsive shop waiter in Huaifeng Mansion, but his eyes are still as pure as before.
Looked at Chang Xia, and he asked curiously: "After all these years, your appearance hasn't changed at all?"
Fang Chang did not answer this question, but smiled and said, "Did you make your home here?"
Chen Yuan was coming back from the market, and he was still carrying a few paper bags tied with hemp rope. It looked like paper and pens inside. He nodded and said:
"Mr. Fang is really accurate. Over the years, I have traveled to many places in the world, accumulated many manuscripts, and sent them to my friends. Recently, I plan to repair them for two years, and I happened to reorganize the manuscripts. My friend two years ago My family moved here, so I came to look for him, and seeing that the environment and climate here are very pleasant, I simply bought a house to live in."
Then, Chen Yuan kindly invited Fang Chang to sit with him and look at the manuscripts he had sorted out.
Fang Chang was really interested in this, so he followed Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan told Fang Chang that he came out this time because he ran out of paper for sorting out, so he made a special trip to buy it, and prepared a pen by the way, because the pen was worn out too quickly. He is very talkative now, and he is very knowledgeable about the scenery. Even when he is walking on the road, he can tell many stories by pointing to the things around him like a guide.
On the way from here to Chen Yuan's residence, quite a few polite people greeted him. It sounds like Chen Yuan is now well-known and well-known, and he has made many friends in this small town. The residence of Chen Yuan and his friend was not in the city, so they went out of the city until they reached some places outside the city.
There is a courtyard beside the road, which is not small in scale, and it is built with high-quality blue bricks. There is a stone path leading to the avenue at the door. But this was not Chen Yuan's residence. The two walked up the corridor, then turned left in the middle, and walked to a small courtyard. Chen Yuan took out the key and opened the courtyard door.
Thank you Qi Yuan and Xiao Luobo 005 for your reward.
(end of this chapter)
