Chapter 228 Help Me Write a Song

Xingping Town is located in the northeast of Yangshuo, where the Lijiang River makes a big bend. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a variety of scenery, white walls and Wuwa stone alleys. It is one of the most beautiful ancient towns along the Lijiang River.

Everyone got off their horses and walked into the ancient town.

In Xingping Ancient Town, there is a stone street with a length of more than 1 kilometer. From the southeast to Rongshutan on the Lijiang River and Gudu Wharf, residents and tourists come and go.

The group of the program team walked along the stone street with great interest. The guild halls and various ancient buildings with brick and tile structures on both sides of the ancient street are basically well preserved. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the business is booming.

"Come, come, come, let's go in and have some tea and rest." Heizi greeted everyone.

As soon as she heard about drinking tea, Yu Dongqing got excited. After walking for more than two hours, even though she was riding a horse, her mouth was dry, so drinking some tea was naturally a very pleasant thing.

When Yu Dongqing followed the crowd in high spirits, he thought he was going to a tea shop but unexpectedly entered a small restaurant.

There are quite a lot of people inside, and it seems that the business is booming. Everyone gathers around the table, each with a small bowl, and a basin containing mushy things is placed in the middle.

"Everyone, this is our specialty Camellia oleifera in Guilin, and the Camellia oleifera in Xingping Town is the most authentic!" The guide explained with a smile.

It turned out to be Guilin Camellia oleifera!
After everyone sat at the table, the guide explained patiently.

Camellia oleifera in Guilin is also called "fried rice tea", and Gongcheng is the most famous.

As the name suggests, "fried rice tea" is mainly fried rice, and the ingredients needed for making camellia oleifera include tea, corn, ginger, garlic, pork, etc.

Just as the guide was talking, the owner had already placed a large pot of Camellia oleifera in the middle of the table, as well as fried soybeans, peanuts, rice flakes, green onions, and salt.

Yu Dongqing imitated the guide, put the seasoning in her own small bowl, put some salt, and finally added a spoonful of camellia oleifera.

Taste it, the taste is slightly bitter, which is the taste of tea. Slowly savoring the bitterness has a hint of ginger and spicy, and then slowly savoring it has a sweet and mellow fragrance. It feels like a mouthful of sweetness.

"Good tea!" Yu Dongqing not only exclaimed.

He has drunk tea for so many years, including Tibetan buttered tea and Inner Mongolian milk tea, but this is the first time he has drunk this kind of camellia.

But this thing can only be used as a snack, not to quench your thirst.

A few people left the snack bar after eating camellia oleifera, Yu Dongqing smiled and said that he was going to buy some bottles of mineral water.

He is an invited guest, how can he let others pay for water?
The staff who followed immediately volunteered to buy it, and asked others what to drink?
"mineral water"

"Cola"

"Vitality Forest!"

Several guests reported their favorite drinks one after another.

Knowing that Yu Dongqing likes to drink tea, Heizi said with a smile as he walked, "Dongqing, let's drink real tea from now on! I heard that Guilin Maojian is pretty good."

"Yes, although our Guilin Maojian is not as famous as West Lake Longjing and Wuyi Dahongpao, the quality is not bad. The rope is tight and thin, the pekoe is exposed, the color is emerald green, the aroma is high and long-lasting, the soup is green and clear, the taste is mellow and refreshing, and the bottom of the leaf is green. Bright."

The guide interjected, and Balabala said a lot, and it seemed that he spared no effort to promote the specialties of his hometown.

Yu Dongqing immediately became interested after hearing this: "Okay, let's find a teahouse and have a good drink or two later."

Juanjuan didn't like drinking tea, and when she heard that these men wanted to go to a tea house again, she couldn't help curling her lips.

"Mr. Yu, I really don't understand. What's so good about drinking tea? It's bitter, but my dad likes to drink it too."

Several men laughed when they heard this.

Yu Dongqing smiled and said: "It's because you are young and don't know the joy of tasting tea. Some people say that life is like a drink: different life stages, different drinks life."

"What do you mean?" Juanjuan suddenly became interested.

"For example, you, a young girl, love soda and ice cream, which is sweet and has many changes. A teenager knows no sorrow, and the ups and downs of life, he only tastes the sweetness.

After a while, I like to drink coffee.

work, fall in love.At this time, his taste has changed from soda to coffee, which is both bitter and sweet, fragrant and astringent, with a mature and stimulating feeling, which is in line with his complex and changeable mood.

During this period, mountains and water, in his eyes, are neither mountains nor water.He has ambitions and ideals to fight for, and he has needs and desires to start a family. However, both career and love may bring him some small setbacks; sometimes he tears while laughing, and sometimes laughs through tears.He worries about gains and losses, but enjoys it.

Like us middle-aged people, we love to drink tea.

After middle age, I love tea more.The subtle fragrance of tea is hidden, it is quiet and meaningful.However, after drinking it, the fragrance lingering on your tongue will give you endless aftertaste.

The middle-aged people whose country has already been settled, see the mountains and see the mountains again, see the water and see the water.He no longer has unrealistic longings for life, but he fully appreciates the reason why the splendor of the sunset cannot last long at dusk, so he cherishes every inch of time in his life.Every day of his life is wrapped in a plain and ordinary happiness.

"What about the old man?" Juanjuan asked again.

The elderly drink plain water.Plain water, no saccharin, no caffeine and no theophylline.It is very light, but if you sip it carefully, you can taste a little bit of sweetness.

He has seen the great winds and waves of life; he has experienced the turbulent waves of life; success or failure has become a passing cloud.At this moment, he was sitting peacefully on the rocking chair, looking back at the past, everything was as light as water.

"Ms. Yu, you know a lot." Juanjuan's eyes were filled with admiration.

Of course it's not because of this, the main reason is that the songs are well written.

"Actually, it's just talking." Yu Dongqing smiled and said, "Of course it's not so absolute. For example, I drink Coke sometimes."

what!
Everyone laughed.

A few people walked and chatted, and when they came out of Shiban Street, the guide suddenly pointed to a mountain peak by the river and said to everyone: "Look, have you seen it somewhere?"

"Have you seen it? This is our first time in Guilin. Where have we seen it? On TV?" Juanjuan asked back.

"No," said the guide, taking out a 20-yuan note from his pocket wallet: "Look at the pattern on the back, is this right here?"

Everyone leaned over and took a closer look. The pattern on the back of the banknote was an old man wearing a coir raincoat, drinking a long water pipe, shouting at the osprey at the head of the bamboo raft, and throwing a huge fishing net against the setting sun. The old man's body, but the mountain behind is indeed the mountain in front of him!

"This mountain is called Yuanbao Mountain. The pattern on the back of the banknotes was indeed photographed here, including the real fisherman. His name is Huang Quande, but the old man passed away not long ago." The guide explained.

That's it!

Isn't this a typical online celebrity check-in place?

Take a picture now.

Xingping Town was the last place to film the program in Guilin this time. After everyone found a teahouse to drink tea and rest, of course they couldn’t forget about the business. They found a secluded place, facing the picturesque mountains and rivers. The instruments sang together a song:

It was the theme song written by Yu Dongqing for this show:
I'm on the road on the road

Clothes fluttering, long hair flying
look forward to encounter on the road
the sudden scene

who's on the roadside on the roadside

Hear me sing freely
same as me

Measuring the distance with your bags on your back
When they went back, they stopped riding horses and returned with the staff in Iveco. Yu Dongqing and Zhou Wei sat in a row. The two are already familiar with each other, and they are about the same age. They soon became friends, chatting and laughing.

"Holly, can you do me a favor?" Zhou Wei said suddenly.

"What's the matter? I can do my best." Yu Dongqing smiled.

"Help me write a song."

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