I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 157

The military vehicle sent the three of them to the West Lake and left.

This time, Yang Qing didn't choose to take a boat with other tour groups, but chartered a cruise ship with a lot of money.

Under the night, the bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

There is silver light rippling on the West Lake.

The cruise ship slid across the water, rippling with ripples.

On the cruise ship, three women were talking and laughing.

Yang Qing completely became a cook.

West Lake Vinegar Fish, Dongpo Pork, Longjing Shrimp...

Plates of delicacies were served, followed by a glass of white wine, everyone ate with gusto.

Yang Qing felt that he had been in the wrong profession for more than ten years.

I shouldn't have gone to Nangong to set up a stall to sell divine oil before, but should have found a restaurant to learn how to be a cook.

You see, this talent.

After dinner, Yang Qing secretly grabbed Su Si and asked about Lin Wanqiu's situation in a low voice. .

"It's not right now!"

Su Si felt Lin Wanqiu's situation just now, she shook her head lightly and said, "She is too calm to enter at this time. When her inner demon reappears, then is the best time, and I will help you enter at that time." Her fantasy world!"

Yang Qing nodded upon hearing this.

……

The next day, after seeing the Qiantang River, Yang Qing chartered a car, took Su Si, Lin Wanqiu and Liu Feifei on the Lianhang Expressway, and went straight to Suzhou.

Qingshi Xiangwan, a girl from Yuxiang.

Suzhou is a very magical place, the women there speak softly.When husband and wife quarrel, they seem to be flirting.The pastries there are exquisite, sweet and crispy, just like a Suzhou girl in a cheongsam.

When we arrived in Suzhou, it happened to be raining.

The drizzled streets and alleys of Suzhou carry a hint of the indescribable scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

This is the show in Jiangnan, the rain in Suzhou.

The building with white walls and black tiles is quietly bathed in the drizzle.A red flower popped out of the wall, pretty and elegant.

The pattering rainwater merged into a creek, which merged into the river under the stone bridge.

In the river, there are boatmen wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, propping up a black-covered boat, and gently sailing past the boat.

Yang Qing stood at the bridge, humming a very old song.

"Ninety-nine daughters are red, buried for eighteen winters..."

Beside him, Lin Wanqiu was wearing a light-colored long skirt, holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing beside Yang Qing.

With a smile in her beautiful eyes, she looked at Qing beside her, and the attic in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River as the boat passed by.

"I used to think that Nurhong was alone and was in danger!" Yang Qing said suddenly in the middle of singing.He looked at Lin Wanqiu who was full of curiosity and said, "Otherwise, why are so many people trying to save her!"

Lin Wanqiu: "..."

The Misty Rain in the south of the Yangtze River in his eyes no longer smells good in an instant.

……

The small towns in the south of the Yangtze River are not big, and the boat traveled a few miles, and the three of them stopped at a pier.

Yang Qing jumped off the boat first, stood on the bank and stretched out her hands, pulling the three girls down one by one.

When it was Su Si's turn, Su Si glanced at Yang Qing with her beautiful eyes, but still stretched out her slender hand.

She does not reject contact with Yang Qing, and even likes staying with Yang Qing a little bit.

It's not the kind of liking between men and women, but purely liking the feeling of being unrestrained, happy and free when staying with Yang Qing.

On the bluestone road by the river, Yang Qing and his group held oil-paper umbrellas and walked gently in the drizzle like silk and mist.

There is a small shop in front of you that makes custom-made cheongsams.

The fuchsia cheongsam hanging at the door immediately caught Liu Feifei's attention.

"Let's go and see!"

When I came to Suzhou, I looked at those Suzhou beauties sitting in the porch, shaking their fans, and chatting in Wu Nong's soft language.

Liu Feifei has been itching for a long time, so she will naturally think of the cheongsam.

However, what surprised Yang Qing was that Su Si's eyes were also filled with joy.

"You like it too?"

Yang Qing looked at Su Si in disbelief and asked.

Doesn't it mean that women in ancient times were very traditional.

"Of course, I'm a woman too!"

Su Si rolled her eyes at Yang Qing, raised her brows and said, "Don't tell me I'm a old-fashioned and stubborn old nanny in the palace?"

of course not.

You are not only not old, but young and beautiful.

Yang Qing shook his head quickly, expressing that he had no such intention.

Afterwards, Lin Wanqiu and her three daughters entered the cheongsam shop together.

The store is not big, but the walls are covered with all kinds of cheongsams, long and short.

Well, based on Yang Qing's understanding of clothing styles, he can only divide them into long styles and short styles.Well, there are also slits and low slits.

Seeing a customer coming in, the owner of the shop who was painting his eyebrows quickly got up to greet him.

Lin Wanqiu and the others began to choose their favorite cheongsam after listening to the boss's introduction.

Then, Yang Qing became the busiest one.

"Does it look good?"

Lin Wanqiu held a white cheongsam and made gestures, her beautiful eyes were full of inquiry.

nice!
I have to say that beautiful women look good in anything.

However, Yang Qing still pointed to the dress next to him.

"Try that!"

After a while, Liu Feifei also came over.

"Does it look good?"

She asked while holding a black embroidered cheongsam.

"I think the red one suits you better!"

Yang Qing gave his opinion pertinently.

more than an hour later.

The three women finally picked out their favorite clothes.

Where to stop, spring flowers and autumn chrysanthemums, the house is full of sunshine.

Even the boss was stunned.

She made a request that as long as the three women took pictures as souvenirs, the cheongsam would be given to them for free.

However, the identities of these three people are very special.

So, I had to regret to refuse.

When I went out, it was raining heavily.

On the bluestone road wet by rain, Yang Qing looked at three super beauties in sexy cheongsams, grinning like a lotus flower.

"It's cheaper for you!"

Liu Feifei's beautiful eyes were full of affection, she gave Yang Qing a white look, and snorted.

Yang Qing laughed out loud.

Huh, why did I remember the scene of lust + quitting...

Yang Qing coughed, and quickly shook her head to get rid of the messy pictures in her head.

With a click, Yang Qing held the oil-paper umbrella with one hand and pressed the shutter with one hand.

Take pictures and take pictures.

……

night time.

Everyone checked into a folk inn.

A table full of Suzhou dishes makes people's index fingers move.

Sitting by the window, you can not only enjoy the delicious food, but also enjoy the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River outside the window.

Jiangnan wine has a hint of sweetness of rice wine.

Not strong, but very pure.

Not only Yang Qing liked to drink, even Lin Wanqiu who rarely drank liquor also drank a little.

"Jiangnan is good, the scenery is familiar to me!"

After drinking, Lin Wanqiu's pretty face was flushed, which was very attractive.

Holding the wine glass and resting her chin in her hand, she quietly looked out of the window at the small town bathed in spring rain, and praised softly.

"Sister Su!" Liu Feifei also drank a lot, took a look at the Yanyu Ancient Town, and then asked curiously: "What was Jiangnan like at that time?"

Su Si took a sip of sweet wine, and after recalling for a while, she shook her head softly and said, "I had never been to Jiangnan at that time, and this was the territory of Gouwu Kingdom. However, it is said that the people here still had their tattoos cut off at that time." Customs. Later, the princes of the Zhou royal family came here and brought the farming culture of the Central Plains. After that, Jiangnan started!"

"That's true!"

Yang Qing nodded in agreement and said: "Before the pre-Qin period, this place was not as beautiful as it is now! You know, in the past, as long as it was outside the Central Plains, it was all barbarians!"

Although Nangong Market is full of fakes, there is never a shortage of coquettish masters.Although it is said that nine out of ten of the fakes are sold by these people, they still firmly believe that they are knowledgeable and versatile.

Even now, when I go to Nangong Market, I can still see a well-educated man wearing glasses in front of some stalls, holding a fake, telling about its past history, culture, humanities, economy, and even There is a political environment.

So, after listening to a lot, Yang Qing became a half-expert.

"Later, Jiangnan developed rapidly. In the Southern Dynasties, it was said that there were 480 temples. However, the real development of Jiangnan should be the end of the Northern Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Southern Song Dynasty!" Yang Qing took a sip from the wine glass and said: "After Jingkang, go south. The Song Dynasty brought a large number of talents to Jiangnan, and only then did the prosperity of Jiangnan in the Ming and Qing Dynasties!"

It was the first time for everyone to see Yang Qing, talking about a piece of history.

"What laughing!"

Seeing Liu Feifei looking at him with a smile on his face, Yang Qing said in a guilty conscience, "Could I be wrong?"

"no!"

Lin Wanqiu said with a slight smile: "I just feel that you rarely say these things!"

"I can't help it, I don't dare to say it without culture!" Yang Qing said with a smile: "If you talk about it, you will reveal your secrets, so don't say it!"

Talk about Jiangnan, talk about Jiangnan.

Everyone surrounded Jiangnan, talking about interesting things they had experienced or heard.

Time passed unknowingly.

When it was dark outside, the lanterns were lit.

The three of them ended the banquet.

The silky drizzle still did not stop, in the misty rain and fog.

In a tea house on the opposite side, there was a woman playing the strings, and the tortuous and tactful voice of Suzhou Tanci.

Everyone put on a pot of tea and sipped while listening.

It was dark and it was late.

A pot of tea has bottomed out.

Liu Feifei and Lin Wanqiu, who were on the top of Jiu Jin'er, had already rested their chins on their hands, and unconsciously fell asleep.

"I'm going to bed!"

Su Si got up first and left, returning to the room.

Yang Qing looked at Lin Wanqiu and Liu Feifei who were drinking too much, got up and picked them up, and sent them into the room one by one.

Before, when Yang Qing made a reservation online, she didn't expect Su Si to come over, so she booked two rooms.

As a result, now Su Si can only live in one room.

Liu Feifei and Lin Wanqiu live in one room.

As for Yang Qing, she had no choice but to wrong herself and squeezed with Su Si.

……

Of course, this idea is a wave of my heart.

Yang Qing didn't dare to make jokes.

Otherwise, he would definitely die miserably.

After sending Lin Wanqiu and Liu Feifei into the room, Yang Qing kindly took off the tight cheongsam for them, and then took off the clothes on them that affected their sleep quality, and finally looked at them several times Baiyan, after making sure there was nothing missing, covered them with a quilt and got ready to get up and go out.

When he stood up, Yang Qing accidentally bumped his head against the cabinet door.

A loud bang.

The sleeping second daughter opened her eyes in a daze.

Yang Qing covered her head and looked at the second daughter who had woken up. After thinking for a while, she let out a scream: "Ah, I'm dizzy!"

So, his body straightened and fell towards the bed.

Lin Wanqiu: "..."

Liu Feifei: "..."

Can you be more fake?

……

(End of this chapter)