The lady escaped marriage and became addicted

Chapter 637 What is the visitor (2)
Naturally, it is impossible for the cook to do just that. There are so many people on board, An Ran and the others can't finish eating, but the maids and guards can also eat!Soon, Jianlan prepared two plates of pastries on a tray and handed them to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun said to Sun Feiyu: "My cook just made some snacks, please try the third young master."

Sun Feiyu raised his head, and said with joy on his face: "Thank you so much." He was about to ask someone to pull the boat over to pick up the cakes, when he saw Ling Yun landed on his boat with a slight jerk and put down the cakes He nodded to himself, jumped lightly, and went back.

Sun Feiyu was stunned for a moment before praising him: "This young master is very skilled!"

Ling Yun nodded slightly indifferently and said: "A little bit of rough work makes the third son laugh."

Yang Yan also nodded with Sun Feiyu, and then greeted: "Jin Wen, Ling Yun, come, you have a taste too." After speaking, Yang Yan suddenly stood up and walked towards An Ran with a serious face, and said anxiously: "That's right. , this pastry contains sugar and too much oil, you two are not allowed to eat too much, two pieces at most."

An Ran turned her head and gave him a blank look, and said, "Got it! We just ate a piece!" Saying that, An Ran smiled at Yun Niang again, "It's okay if you know, but those who don't know think he's so stingy. The pastries are not allowed to be eaten by guests, especially since we are pregnant!"

Yunniang didn't quite understand it before, but she knew that the princess's sister-in-law had eaten too much during pregnancy and the child was too big to give birth, so she realized the prince's good intentions, and naturally she would not be offended.

Not far away, Sun Feiyu also raised his head to look over when he heard the voice from the boat, but his eyes were a little strange.

Ling Yun has been paying attention to Sun Feiyu, and seeing that his gaze seems to be directed towards the Crown Princess, he can't help but narrow his eyes slightly, thinking to himself: This third son really came because of the sound of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's piano?Or did he really recognize the prince?
Linfeng Pavilion is a courtyard-style restaurant located on the shore of West Lake, and the rooms facing the lake are the most expensive Tianzihao private rooms.Pushing open several rows of large windows in the private room, you can see the green lotus leaves on the West Lake, white lotus blooming sporadically, and countless large and small flower buds.

Ling Yun originally booked a seat in Linfeng Pavilion, and knew Linfeng Pavilion very well. After the ship docked, Yang Yan led everyone and followed Sun Feiyu in.However, in the end, they didn't bother Sun Feiyu to book a seat, but invited him to the private room they had reserved.

Because the business of Linfeng Pavilion is very good, there is no reservation in advance, and all the good private rooms have been booked.Therefore, although Sun Feiyu didn't look very good-looking, but wanted to get in touch with Yang Yan and the others, he reluctantly accepted the invitation and followed them to the reserved private room as a guest.

What Lingyun booked was the private room "Lingfeng" with the best view in the Tianzi Hotel of Linfeng Pavilion.Because of the temporary addition of guests, Ling Yun ordered the store to prepare an extra table in the private room, separated by a [-]-fold screen in the middle.

Yang Yan led the crowd in and sat down separately for men and women.

While waiting for the food to be served, Sun Feiyu gave Yang Yan the score he had just memorized silently.Yang Yan looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "The third son's attainments in temperament are really extraordinary! But I have a suggestion."

Hearing Yang Yan's praise, Sun Feiyu originally planned to be modest, but when he heard Yang Yan said that he had a suggestion, he immediately turned serious, not only did he not look displeased, but looked at Yang Yan with some anticipation and said: "Mr. An Please say!"

Seeing Sun Feiyu's expression, Yang Yan nodded secretly.It seems that he is a person who can accept suggestions with an open mind. Coming from such a family, he can still have this advantage, and he is talented and knowledgeable.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan had a little more affection for Sun Feiyu, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, third son, I just have a small suggestion for the third son's notation tool. I think, for notation, maybe use goose feathers A pen would be more appropriate."

"Quill pen?" Sun Feiyu blinked and asked in doubt, "Can goose feathers be used as pens?"

As soon as Yang Yan gave an order, someone personally accompanied him to deliver the quill pen he carried with him.Yang Yan asked someone to spread white paper on the desk by the window, wrote a few characters with a quill pen, drew a few staves, and wrote a short piece of melody.

Sun Feiyu was very surprised, and immediately went to try it out by himself. Although he was not used to it for a while, he was also sensitively aware that this pen seemed to have its own unique advantages, and it was extremely suitable for writing petty lowercase letters.If it is used to compose music, whether it is drawing lines or memorizing notes, it is much easier to use than a brush.

Sun Feiyu's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly, "It's a wonderful idea to use this quill pen to compose music! I wonder how Mr. An came up with this idea?"

Yang Yan shook his head and said: "I didn't come up with this method, but it was passed down from the West. It is said that Westerners used reeds to write in the beginning, and later found that goose feathers are more useful. However, mine, use It's the feather of the swan's left wing."

Sun Feiyu looked at the quill pen carefully, and then at the ink bottle made of colored glaze. He was shocked in his heart, and said with joy on his face, "I'll have someone make one for a try tomorrow!"

Yang Yan said with a smile: "Since the third son likes it, let's give this pen to the third son! It's just that a small gift is not a respect, so I hope the third son will not dislike it."

"Ah, thank you so much! Thank you Mr. An, I like it very much!" Sun Feiyu was so happy that he wanted to try writing a piece of music with this quill pen immediately.It's just that he was a little embarrassed when he thought that he was originally going to entertain this Mr. An, but in the end he was invited by someone else, and he also accepted such a unique gift from him.

Unfortunately, when the food was served, Yang Yan invited him to a table, but he could only reluctantly put down his quill and sat down on the guest seat.

At a formal noble banquet, one would not speak while eating, and Yang Yan only toasted Sun Feiyu for three glasses of wine, and said nothing else.

Sun Feiyu saw that Ling Yun, Wang Jinwen, and Yue Chaocheng were all accompanying the guests at the banquet, but Yang Yan only introduced a surname, not even a name, so he couldn't help being curious.What is the origin of this Mr. An?He actually used colored glaze to hold the ink, how could he find out?

(End of this chapter)