yournovel Chapter 257 It's so delicious!
Chapter 257 It's so delicious!
Chapter 257 It's so delicious!
The orange-red afterglow of the setting sun dappled the ground through the gaps in the treetops, casting dappled shadows.
In this small city with a very slow pace of life, groups of tourists stroll leisurely and contentedly.
As dusk fell, some shops and stalls on the street had already lit up.
Yu Huan leisurely looked around, finally fixing her gaze on Lin Yourong.
The brim of her deerstalker hat was pulled low, and the temples of her sunglasses and the straps of her mask were hanging on her small, delicate ears, adding to her mystique.
Especially with her forearms covered in colorful bracelets, she exudes an air of extravagance.
At this moment, Lin Yourong was facing away from Yu Huan, intently selecting a ceramic necklace from the merchandise shelf.
They quickly selected one they liked.
She lowered her head slightly, draped the pendant around her long neck, then turned around and asked softly, "Darling, does it look good?"
Yu Huan took a closer look at the delicate silver butterfly ornament on the necklace, which shimmered in the sunset. Without hesitation, she nodded in praise: "Beautiful!"
Anyway, it's only twenty yuan a piece, so it doesn't matter if I praise it a lot.
Lin Yourong said cheerfully in a low voice, "Then I'll pick one out for you too!"
Yu Huan's gaze fell on Lin Yourong's fair and jade-like wrist, and she smiled and said, "I don't need the necklace, but I am very interested in the black bracelet on your wrist."
"Okay, I'll look at the necklace first, and I'll give you this one later!" Lin Yourong turned around and continued to examine it intently.
Although the mask covered half of Yu Huan's face, his eyes and voice revealed an undisguised smile.
He jokingly said, "Honey, don't you dare empty this place out of here!"
The stall owner was a thin man in his thirties with medium-length hair tied in a ponytail, exuding a faint artistic air.
He was just about to close up shop when these two big customers arrived, and his face immediately lit up with a big smile, as if even his wrinkles had smoothed out.
Although the two men were well-covered, their clothing, appearance, and demeanor clearly indicated that they were wealthy and well-off.
Especially this lady, the short down jacket she was wearing, the logo of which was Burberry.
The stall owner, standing behind his stall with his hands on his hips, jokingly chimed in, "Handsome, the things here are good quality and inexpensive. If your wife really likes them, it's okay if you take everything; I can help you load it onto the truck."
Yu Huan laughed heartily: "Boss, you really know how to do business, but we can't fit so many treasures in our house."
Without hesitation, the stall owner said, "Even if you two can't fit it in, it's fine. If you like it, that's all that matters. We can always find a bigger place to put it!"
Yu Huan's lips moved beneath his mask, about to utter a flirtatious remark, when he heard Lin Yourong chuckle beside him.
She gently loosened the ceramic bracelet that was crammed together on her forearm.
While raising her fair little arm, she lowered her voice and took over the conversation: "Boss, that's all we want. You can calculate the price."
"Okay!" the stall owner replied, his gaze falling on her wrist.
A short while later.
He glanced at the necklaces hanging around her neck, then smiled and said, "Ten bracelets are thirty yuan each, but I'll give you one as a gift. Necklaces are twenty yuan each, four are eighty yuan each, so it's one hundred and one hundred in total."
As soon as the stall owner finished speaking, Yu Huan took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out two bills, and handed them to the stall owner.
If I hadn't been flattered and praised so highly before, I would have definitely cut off that extra ten dollars.
The stall owner smiled and said to Lin Yourong, "Beautiful lady, do you need a bag?"
As he spoke, he opened his fanny pack and casually stuffed in two banknotes, one red and one blue.
Lin Yourong glanced at the stack of plastic bags in front of the stall owner, shook her head, and politely declined, "No need, thank you."
Upon hearing this, the stall owner nodded politely to the two of them, grinning warmly: "Thank you, handsome man and beautiful woman! Remember to come back and patronize my stall again if you have the chance!"
Yu Huan took Lin Yourong's arm, which wasn't wearing a bracelet, and said politely, "No problem."
The two turned around and walked leisurely side by side.
Yu Huan turned his head and his gaze fell on the four ceramic necklaces layered on Lin Yourong's chest. He clicked his tongue and said, "My wife looks really extravagant."
"Hehe, I'm planning to give it away as a gift, it's a nice little present~"
Lin Yourong spoke cheerfully, took off the black ceramic bracelet, turned slightly to the side, and gently put it on Yu Huan's hand, which was linked with her arm.
He continued, with a slightly teasing tone:
"Little Huanzi, here's one for you!"
Yu Huan rolled up her sleeve, her five fingers together, to make it easier for her to thread the bracelet through.
Feeling the cool beads on her wrist, she raised her voice and replied playfully, "Thank you for your grace, Empress Dowager!"
Lin Yourong smiled and walked slowly along the sidewalk for a while before leading him toward a brightly lit porcelain shop.
Yu Huan followed closely behind, asking curiously, "Didn't you always wear that gold bracelet, and that free bracelet that came with the clothes you bought?"
"Hmm..." Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment, then explained, "At the album signing events before, I often needed to do different makeup and styling. I was afraid of accidentally losing such important things, so I put them all in my little suitcase at home!"
"I see." Yu Huan nodded in realization.
Having just moved, I was overcome with curiosity and spent quite a while examining her suitcase.
I just don't know the password, so I can't open it.
The two of them stepped across the threshold and into the store at the same time.
Upon entering, they were immediately drawn to the scene inside the store.
Under the soft light, several rows of shelves were filled with all kinds of ceramic products, each one shining brightly.
From exquisite tableware to elegant tea sets, from lifelike sculptures to colorful disk paintings.
The ceramic handicrafts here are dazzling and cover almost every type of ceramic that can be thought of.
All goods are clearly priced and readily available.
After wandering around aimlessly, I found that the quality of the goods was only about one level higher than the street stalls outside, and the prices were relatively affordable overall.
Yu Huan noticed that the most expensive item was a large famille rose porcelain vase with a '3000' label on it, which was considered the store's prized possession.
He knew perfectly well that genuine Jingdezhen porcelain was sold for its craftsmanship.
These inexpensive ceramic products all come from large-scale production lines and are factory goods. Like the bracelets and necklaces Lin Yourong is wearing, most of them are made in other regions and are purely for tourists' enjoyment.
Although Yu Huan had some understanding, he didn't pretend to be an expert in front of the excited Lin Yourong, otherwise it would be a spoilsport.
Besides, it is indeed very cheap.
Besides, I'm currently short of money; all my funds are invested in financial products, so I don't have any extra money to buy famous kiln porcelain.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, and Lin Yourong finally led him to stop in front of some ceramic flower ornaments.
These ceramic flowers, along with the vase, are about ten inches tall and are exquisitely crafted.
She carefully examined a ceramic rose vase of various colors and said excitedly, "Darling, look how beautiful this is! I think we can put it on the TV stand!"
Yu Huan glanced at the price tag and saw it was only '20'. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, I'll buy it once and enjoy the fragrance for a lifetime."
"Then let's buy one?" Lin Yourong tilted her head, looking adorable.
Yu Huan raised her hand and touched her chin, her gaze falling on the ceramic carnations beside her: "How about we buy two? These carnations can be given to your mother." "Okay!" Lin Yourong happily agreed, but then suddenly sighed: "There are so many things I want to buy, but unfortunately there's no place to put them in the car."
After thinking for a moment, Yu Huan suggested, "We can choose to send it back by courier."
But Lin Yourong immediately shook her head: "Forget it, too much trouble." No sooner had she spoken than she called out in a gruff voice, "Boss!"
Hearing the call, the middle-aged female boss, who was sitting by the door playing on her phone, immediately put her phone in her coat pocket and quickly walked over: "Hello, what do you need?"
Lin Yourong pointed to the ceramic flower ornaments on the shelf and said, "We want a rose, a carnation, and a tulip. Please wrap them carefully for us."
As she spoke, the ceramic bracelet on her wrist jingled with each movement.
The female boss nodded and said, "They're already packaged. Please wait a moment while I go to the back warehouse to get them."
Lin Yourong nodded slightly in response.
After the female shop owner turned and walked towards the warehouse, Lin Yourong immediately whispered to Yu Huan, "Buy one for your mom too~"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan raised her left hand and made a heart shape with her fingers, praising her with two words: "Thoughtful!"
Lin Yourong gave a charmingly chuckle.
The young couple continued shopping, and soon Lin Yourong picked out two exquisite ceramic tea canisters.
Yu Huan released her arm, took a can in each hand, and handed it to the female boss to pack when she came out carrying three small corrugated cardboard boxes.
He then opened the cardboard box and briefly checked the quality of the ceramic flowers.
After confirming that the ceramic flowers were intact, another red bill was issued.
After leaving the shop, Lin Yourong stood by the roadside and looked around. She saw only a dark sky and few tourists.
Then he turned to Yu Huan and said, "Okay, let's go eat!"
Yu Huan, carrying a large bag, laughed and said, "Not going shopping anymore? I see some shops are still open."
"But I'm hungry!" Lin Yourong moved to the side and affectionately took his arm: "Since you've made plans, do you have any arrangements?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan immediately led her toward the parking lot: "Then let's go to Fuzhou Lane, where there are many old shops with local characteristics."
The ruins of the Imperial Kiln Factory are not far from Fuzhou Lane, but unfortunately their schedule was tight and they were tired from traveling, so they needed to get a good rest at night.
In comparison, Yu Huan would prefer to visit the Ceramics Museum tomorrow, because it houses a renowned ceramic sculpture, which, although not currently famous, is well worth seeing.
A short while later, the two arrived at the parking lot.
Yu Huan first opened the passenger door and, using the orange-yellow light of the streetlights, carefully placed the ceramic items she was carrying on the footrest against the seat.
The interior space is already limited, and this makes it look even more cramped.
He turned to look at the graceful Lin Yourong beside him, and through her mask came a voice tinged with laughter: "Not driving anymore?"
Lin Yourong shook her head, climbed into the passenger seat, and slumped down, looking utterly listless: "I'm so hungry!"
Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh and quickly went around to the driver's side to get in the car.
He had just closed the car door when Lin Yourong quickly fastened her seatbelt.
Considering that she would be buying things later, Yu Huan only pulled her mask down to her lips for easier breathing after starting the car engine, without taking it off.
I lowered the car window a little further and then started setting the navigation.
With her eyes scanning the screen, and noticing that the journey was six kilometers long and would take nearly twenty minutes, Yu Huan said gently, "There's a bagel in the car. You can eat some to tide you over."
Lin Yourong took off her mask and casually placed it in the armrest box: "I don't want to eat this plain flavor right now, I want to eat fried dough sticks wrapped in mochi!"
As Yu Huan smoothly reversed the car, she glanced at Lin Yourong.
Seeing that her lips were rosy and there were no signs of low blood sugar like paleness, I smiled with relief and said, "Then you'll have to go hungry for at least another thirty minutes before you can eat."
Lin Yourong raised her chin, looking quite confident: "It's only been half an hour, I can endure it!"
Yu Huan, gripping the steering wheel, was speechless and could only shrug.
The shops on both sides of the road in the porcelain factory have closed one after another, with only a few lights still on.
There weren't many pedestrians on the road. They walked at varying paces, and each person's shadow appeared particularly long under the streetlights.
The night breeze blew into the car through the windows, bringing a touch of coolness and a spicy aroma wafting from afar.
Yu Huan sniffed: "It smells so good! This smells like stir-fried dried radish with cured pork, right?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong took off her sunglasses and quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, seemingly trying to distract herself.
The little Audi drove out of the porcelain factory and began to speed along the highway at a steady pace.
Lin Yourong's face was softly illuminated by the glow of the phone screen.
Suddenly, she let out a soft "Huh!": "My senior sister is also in Jingdezhen!"
"Senior sister?" Yu Huan looked puzzled.
During a previous conversation with Lao Lin, I learned from snippets of conversation that the teacher he found for Lin Yourong was a national-level player who was a regular performer on the Spring Festival Gala.
However, due to information asymmetry, the specific details of Lin Yourong's sect are not clear.
Yu Huan asked curiously, "Who is your teacher?"
A smile played on Lin Yourong's lips. Suddenly, she sat up straight and began to sing sweetly:
"Unforgettable tonight~ Unforgettable tonight~ No matter~ the ends of the earth~ or the corners of the sea—"
Yu Huan interrupted her abruptly: "Alright, alright, save your energy, don't faint from hunger!"
"Do you understand?" Lin Yourong looked at Yu Huan's profile, which was wearing a baseball cap.
Yu Huan nodded and chimed in, "Got it, your teacher is Li Guyi, right? Honey, awesome!"
"Hmm..." Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment before explaining, "Actually, Teacher Li didn't teach me anything. My singing teacher was Senior Sister Lei Jia. I must say, Senior Sister Lei is quite knowledgeable about pop singing."
Yu Huan thought that with such a prestigious lineage, there must be many fellow disciples.
He stroked his chin and asked with a questioning look, "Then who was your senior sister in Jingdezhen?"
“It’s Zhang Ye,” Lin Yourong replied with a smile. “You should know her, right?”
Yu Huan nodded emphatically: "I know him! Just like your teacher, he's a regular on the Spring Festival Gala!"
Zhang Ye is also a heavyweight, having appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage 27 times in a row. Although he is very low-key, he is undoubtedly a member of the national team.
Li Guyi's most prominent disciple is Wei Wei, but he has now fallen out with his teacher and they are no longer on good terms.
Wei Wei, a legendary figure who was incredibly popular in the 1980s and 90s, holds a position in the Chinese music scene comparable to Hou Yaowen's position in the world of crosstalk.
However, despite being fifteen years younger than the latter, he became the latter's mistress.
Lin Yourong chuckled when she heard the terms Yu Huan used to address them: "Your description is indeed very apt!"
(End of this chapter)