Escape to Farmland

Chapter 523 Like a Dream
Perhaps the price was unacceptable to the other party, so the man hesitated to touch under the gown, and finally took out a delicate pocket watch.

With deep reluctance in his eyes, he finally gritted his teeth and decided to use it for trading.

Seeing this, Xia Quan took a step forward and said, "Uncle Huzi, do you want to buy this book?"

When the man heard the voice, he realized that there was a little girl beside him at some point.

Wearing a clean and beautiful tutu skirt, with two ponytails tied with two pink bows.

At this moment, he was blinking his clean and pure eyes and looking at himself with a smile.

Seeing this, the man squeezed out an unnatural smile on his originally serious face, which could barely be called a gentle smile.

The voice was thick and deep, but the tone was extremely kind: "Miss beautiful and innocent, what advice do you have?"

Xia Quan: "Cough~ I dare not take advice."

"Uncle beard, please, let's sit down and have a chat?"

"I should be younger than your father. If the young lady does not give up, you can call me Uncle Zhou."

An imperceptible blush appeared on the man's slightly dark face.

Obviously, after saying this, the other party still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Miss please first."

"Then the younger generation will not be polite."

Xia Quan said politely, "Uncle Zhou please."

The one big and one small made room for each other, and then went to the rest area of ​​the shop and sat down together.

Xia An brought tea sets and good tea at the right time, and then suddenly left.

Xia Quan personally began to wash and cook tea and pour tea.

When Uncle Zhou saw her calm and natural, elegant and calm tea cooking movements, his eyes were a little more appreciative.

"Uncle Zhou, please."

Xia Quan poured the tea, squeezed the body of the cup with one hand and two fingers, held the bottom of the cup slightly with the other hand, and put it in front of the other party, "It's not a respect, please taste it."

"Miss is young, but this lingering literary spirit is worth our generation's admiration."

"Uncle Zhou won the prize."

Xia Quan said with a smile, "The younger generation just likes to read books. It's not worth the praise of the seniors to learn a little bit."

The two of them praised and tested each other again.

Then I went straight to the topic: "I don't know if Miss can explain my doubts for me?"

Xia Quan picked up the tea mug and slowly poured new tea for the other party.

A sincere smile bloomed on the virtual little face: "Uncle Zhou, please, if the junior can understand it, he will naturally understand it."

"I don't know how I got into this shop?"

Mr. Zhou turned his head to observe the customers coming and going to Guangmen, "Whether it's Shanghai, Beijing, Hangzhou, or major cities across the country..."

"Even in a developed country like Plaster Country, I have never seen such a magical store."

"Before I came, I was still at home and was looking for a new book to read, but when my eyes went dark and then lit up, I appeared outside the gate of light."

"Stepping into the halo with curiosity, I saw such a magical place."

At the same time as the gentleman asked, he briefly introduced the process of appearing here and his own knowledge.

It is very sincere.

Xia Quan picked up the teacup, took a sip, then pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Why don't you talk about your guess about this place first, Uncle Zhou."

She believed that with this person's knowledge, she must have her own opinion.

As for whether it is correct, you have to listen to the other party to judge.

It wasn't that she wanted to embarrass a senior, but she just wanted to see if her guess was correct.

"It's like a dream."

Mr. Zhou summed up his guess or opinion on this place in four words.

indeed.

In that era, no matter how advanced the place was, it was not as magical as here.

It is indeed like in a dream, a very real answer.

Xia Quan nodded: "Uncle Zhou really has extraordinary literary talent, four simple words summed up your evaluation and guesses about this place."

Mr. Zhou frowned slightly: "Could it be that I'm really in a dream?"

(End of this chapter)