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- "Um? A couple's restaurant?"
Jiang Xiaobai was stunned when he heard the service staff's words.
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The nine-tailed cat on the shoulder couldn't help laughing at the sound of the tractor.
That old man recommended this place, it¡¯s very good!
" And Jiang Xiaobai looked embarrassed. No wonder Huang Lingyue was a little surprised when she heard the name.
I see.
¡°In addition, it¡¯s no wonder that the people who come in and out of here are all in pairs.
But, this is a bit embarrassing.
He has already informed Huang Lingyue.
And, wouldn¡¯t it be inappropriate to make changes after others have already agreed?
When he was extremely confused, he found that the waiter in front of him suddenly froze and looked steadily behind him.
Jiang Xiaobai was confused for a moment. At this moment, a beautiful voice sounded behind him: "Mr. JiangMr. Jiang!"
Jiang Xiaobai turned his head and found an otherworldly figure standing behind him.
This figure is none other than Huang Lingyue.
Huang Lingyue was dressed beautifully today. She was wearing a long dress, her long black hair was hanging loose, and she was not wearing a mask this time.
There is also light makeup on her face, which makes her look beautiful.
Huang Lingyue naturally noticed Jiang Xiaobai's absent-minded look, her face turned red again, and then she took the initiative to come to Jiang Xiaobai's side.
At this time, the service staff came back to his senses, looked at Huang Lingyue and said: "Youwere you with him?"
As he said that, he pointed at Jiang Xiaobai.
"Um!"
Huang Lingyue nodded lightly.
The service staff was stunned, and then said: "You two, please come in!"
After saying that, he walked inside.
Jiang Xiaobai was a little embarrassed at the moment, and finally looked at Huang Lingyue and said: "Then let's go!"
After saying that, he followed.
Huang Lingyue followed behind with a rosy face.
Coming inside, Jiang Xiaobai felt the difference here.
It smells like books, wood, ink, flowers, tea, wine, and can even be moved by music.
It can be said that it is pure and calm.
In his surprise, the waiter slowed down and said, "It must be your first time to come to our Yating Pavilion, right?"
"really!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded gently.
"Then you must understand the rules here!"
The service staff smiled.
"Um?"
Jiang Xiaobai listened, his expression suddenly full of confusion and asked: "Is there any rules for having a meal?"
¡°Don¡¯t get me wrong, there are no rules for eating, but there are rules for where you sit!¡±
The service staff said: "We are a place of elegance, so elegance is the main thing!"
With that said, the waiter looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Sir, do you know how many types of Ya are included? What are the differences?"
Jiang Xiaobai was helpless after hearing this.
This is difficult for others, but it is really difficult for him.
He immediately said: "There are eight kinds of elegance, namely: "playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea!" "
He learned these things when he was a child.
These eight elegances, regardless of family, are both skills and art.
The service staff was not surprised when Jiang Xiaobai spoke in such detail, and continued: "If you two want to sit in a better position with us, you need to challenge yourself, and this challenge comes from these eight people. !¡±
"oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai was immediately surprised and said, "How?"
"Our Yating Pavilion has eight floors. On the first floor, if you can answer the question I just asked, you can take a seat!"
The service staff said: "If you want to go higher, you need to challenge!"
"challenge?"
Jiang Xiaobai listened with surprise on his face: "How to challenge?"
"We have eight stairs, and there is a person on each floor to control the pass. You can choose one of them and go to the next floor! You can go up to the eighth floor!"
The service staff said with a smile on his face: "Of course, if you are powerful enough, you can make many people at the gate give way, but this situation is extremely rare!"
"oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai listened and suddenly felt interesting and asked: "Who set these rules?"
¡°Of course it¡¯s our boss!¡±
The service staff was all smiles and didn¡¯t wait.Xiaobai asked and took the initiative: "She was born in Qianqing Academy and is the youngest respected teacher!"
Jiang Xiaobai was startled, and the figure of the masked woman appeared in his mind involuntarily.
After the masked woman's figure flashed past, Kuang Nan's figure appeared again.
He couldn¡¯t help but look strange.
In his amazement, the service staff took him to the central area.
In the center of this place is a huge stage. In the center of the stage, you can see three young women playing the guqin.
Around him, he saw eight stairs, each of which led to the eight highest floors.
On each floor, he also saw the person who was guarding the pass.
There are middle-aged men and old people.
It can be seen from the signs hanging on their bodies that they are all teachers.
In addition, each of the eight stairs is marked with one of the arts it represents.
In addition, he also saw eight light curtains in the sky above the center.
These eight light curtains are all dynamic in real time.
Jiang Xiaobai was surprised. The waiter next to him looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "You two can choose one. Of course, if you don't choose, you can also dine on the first floor, but the scenery is not as good as the one above!"
Huang Lingyue glanced at Jiang Xiaobai at this time and said nothing.
Here, she chose to listen to Jiang Xiaobai.
Jiang Xiaobai looked around, and finally said with a smile: "Then let's find something a little more relaxed, what do you think?"
"Um!"
Huang Lingyue nodded lightly.
Jiang Xiaobai then looked at the service staff and said, "Then challenge this poetry building!"
After the words fell, Huang Lingyue was surprised.
"Jiang Xiaobai just said it would be easier. She thought it would be enough on the first floor. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaobai chose poetry.
The service staff was also surprised and said: "Friend, if you really want to keep things simple, I suggest you choose tea. If you know more about flowers, flowers are fine too!"
¡°If it¡¯s more drinkable, wine can also be used!¡±
When the service staff said this, his voice paused and he said: "As for poetry, these eight floors are not that easy!"
Eight lines of poetry, this is not something that can be accomplished in a short time.
Unless, Jiang Xiaobai¡¯s poems are so amazing that one poem can make many people give way.
????????????????????????? But the people here who write and listen to poems in Zhenguan see extraordinary things, and it is difficult for one poem to impress many people.
Jiang Xiaobai looked calm, and even said with a smile in his eyes: "Really? But I think it will be soon!"
"All right!"
The waiter listened, finally shook his head, simply said no more, and led Jiang Xiaobai to a staircase.
??Here you can see the beginning at a glance, and no one challenges him.
Jiang Xiaobai is based on the first level.
The person in charge of the first floor was an old man. In front of him, there was a table with a glass panel and a brush without ink next to it.
"Write down a poem and the poem will appear on the light screen!"
The old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "If the poem is good, I will certainly let you pass!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded, picked up the brush without ink, thought for a moment, and then began to write quickly on the glass panel.
Ten seconds later, eight lines of poetry appeared on the light screen in the air.
The people on the floor of the poem looked at it at the same time. When they saw the poem, they were stunned at the same time, then became serious, and in the end they were all moved.
A hundred-year-old sutra written by a close friend is like a dream in this world.
"The pen moves like a dragon and a snake coils in nine melodies, and every trace of it is full of eternal charm."
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?The red cheeks shyly peek at the dancing butterflies, and the aroma tastes like a hundred flavors.
Every sentence represents an elegance.
There are pianos, chess, books and paintings.
There are poems, wine, flowers and tea.
There is even affection and love.
A poem sums it all up directly and rhymes neatly.
It¡¯s simply unbelievable.
The next moment, the eight people took a deep breath and stood up at the same time. They bowed to Jiang Xiaobai on the first floor and moved out of the way.
At this scene, Huang Lingyue was also stunned.
Is it really that easy?
And the most astonished person was undoubtedly the service staff, who looked really confused.
He has been working here since the restaurant opened.
It can be said that this is the first time in a long time that eight people have to give in to a poem
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