Chunyue looked at the menu and smiled, "Oh, is Qi Zhenren going to become a monk?"

Qi Wufei said: "Lingshan is not my family, what kind of monk is it to be!"

Chunyue said: "Then why are you vegetarian?"

Qi Wufei said: "I just killed someone and have some vegetarian food."

Chunyue's face changed slightly, she confirmed what she was thinking and said, "Since it's vegetarian food, why are you still drinking?"

Qi Wufei said: "If you kill someone, you can get rid of the fishy smell."

Chunyue said: "So that's the case. Qi Zhenren is really special. Then I'll have a vegetarian meal with Zhenren, but the wine you ordered is not available in the small shop."

Qi Wufei said, "Oh, no, let me show you the wine list."

Chunyue said: "No, you haven't finished drinking the wine during the day, and you're saving it!"

Qi Wufei laughed and said, "Okay, just use the wine during the day."

Chunyue said: "Since you are eating vegetarian food, you must be clean and not let other ingredients be contaminated. I will go to the kitchen to explain and ask the real person to wait."

After saying that, he went out with the waiter.

Qi Wufei was not worried about Chunyue's tricks, and was waiting in the private room with peace of mind.

Chunyue will be back soon.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time. I've explained all the ingredients. The chef will use a special vegetarian pot to cook. But..."

She pointed to the box and said, "We are always here for guests. Although we clean every day, we will inevitably leave a greasy and meaty smell. Why not... let's go upstairs to eat?"

Qi Wufei laughed and said, "Are you in your boudoir? Are you afraid that I will vomit you again?"

Chunyue said: "Zheng Qi misunderstood that he didn't go to my bedroom. There is also a private room upstairs, which is where I write and paint on weekdays, and there is no filth."

"Oh? The boss lady has such a good mood, too?"

"It's not a good mood. After opening this restaurant, you will be addicted to wine and sweetness every day. You always need to have a quiet place to give your soul a home."

"The soul has a destination..."

Qi Wufei thought about this and knew that this was going to further discuss cooperation.

These things are no longer suitable for talking in the private room and not going to the bedroom. It may be to avoid Zhao Xiyang, or it may be that Chunyue noticed that Qi Wufei didn't like it very much.

He pretended to be very interested and said, "Then I'll go and enjoy the boss's masterpiece."

Chunyue said: "Then please give me some advice from Zhenren Qi."

The two walked out of the private room together and went up the third floor. Chunyue did not stop and continued to walk upstairs. Qi Wufei realized that the private room she mentioned was actually the attic here.

The attic is not large in size and is divided into two rooms inside and outside, equivalent to two large private rooms. The outer room is decorated like a study room, with a large table in the middle, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and a bookshelves behind the table. The books on the shelves are a bit old. Obviously, they are often flipped through and not placed there for a look.

There is also an easel for painting oil paintings in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and an unfinished painting is placed on the shelf.

There is a black window on the picture, outside the window is a whole green field, and at the end of the field is a blood-colored sunset slowly falling.

The style of the whole painting is very unique, and the color contrast is quite strong. The green fields are full of the power of life, but the sunset is so desolate, while the black pane near it looks extremely gloomy, making the person standing in front of the painting feel like he is in the dark room inside the pane.

Seeing this painting, the image of the spring moon in Qi Wufei's heart suddenly became a little shaken.

What kind of woman is this?

He could no longer compete with the women on the CD.

Qi Wufei watched quietly for a long time.

Chunyue has been standing beside him, carefully observing his face.

Qi Wufei walked to the table again and looked at the rice paper on the table. The rice paper was written with dense fly-headed small regular script, with dignified fonts and agile brushwork, which was quite as charming as an ancient person.

After a closer look at the content, I copied the "Four Imperial Principles" in the first copy, and the scriptures were copied halfway.

A semi-finished oil painting and an uncopied small regular scripture can not be made into a temporary look.

There were also some calligraphy and painting works hanging on the walls on all sides. Qi Wufei admired them one by one, nodding while watching.

He is not an artist or a critic, but he has a general appreciation ability for both generations.

It can be seen that Chunyue’s artistic level is not low and she should have put in her efforts on weekdays.

The sea prunes are all good.

Some things cannot be criticized from the perspective of what you see, just from the perspective of your own view, just like the bamboo flowers at that time. Who knows the bitterness and sorrow of life? In the end, death became her greatest relief.

Chunyue said: "It made Zhenren Qi laugh."

Qi Wufei said: "I have no cultural attainments, I can only describe it in two words..."

Chunyue asked, "What two words?"

Qi Wufei said, "Damn it!"

The spring moon burst into laughter.

Qi Wufei said: "Do you think I'm very vulgar?"

Chunyue said: "The words are very vulgar, but when they say them from Zhenren Qi, they somehow are not vulgar, but are full of natural charm."

Qi Wufei smiled and said, "You don't have to just flatter me just because I am a customer in your store. As for my consumption ability, it will be a loss for you to say something to me."

Chunyue laughed louder.

Her laughter was completely different from her usual laughter. It sounded natural and sincere, without any pretentiousness.

Chunyue opened the door of the inner room while laughing.

The room inside is smaller than the study outside, but the decoration is completely different, or there is no decoration at all.

Apart from the floor covered with a thick mat similar to the tatami-like one that Qi Wufei saw in his previous life, there was nothing left.

Qi Wufei said, "I think you are the monk. This place is obviously abbot's room."

Chunyue snorted and said, "I am not a monk! When the monk started his business, he only had a Bodhi tree, not even a house. Where did the abbot's room come from? The abbot was originally a sacred mountain on the sea, a place for immortals, a place close to him, a hundred flowers compete for beauty, and apes and cranes compete for singing. Later, he was borrowed and used by the monks who preached, misinterpreted his intentions, locked himself in a small room, and called himself an abbot, which was ridiculous!"

Qi Wufei was finally sure that there was no relationship between Chunyue and Buddhism, so the scope of her backing was much smaller.

But he did not come today to find out who that person was. With his current strength, he didn't want to put himself on the fire to roast. Sometimes it's safer to be confused than to know anything.

"Then you are here..." Qi Wufei asked, pointing to the mat on the ground.

Chunyue said: "You all have mountains and sights, and you have your own place to practice Taoism. If you want to go into seclusion, you will go into seclusion. I am also a practitioner, but I am in this world every day and cannot leave for a day. So I can only create such a small room for myself. When I practice, or when I want to be alone, I will come here to meditate."

Qi Wufei said: "Why are we eating and drinking here today disturbing your cultivation?"

Chunyue said: "Don't you want to eat vegetarian food? This is also a kind of practice. Besides, it's rare to meet you, a genius of cultivation who has not been seen in a thousand years. I happened to find an opportunity to ask for advice. No matter what we do here, it is a kind of practice, isn't it?"

At this time, the waiter brought the cooked dishes.

Chunyue put a small machine on the mat and asked the waiter to put the dishes on it.

There were only four side dishes in total, and they were served in one go.

Chunyue instructed the waiter that no one could come up to disturb him without her permission.

The waiter agreed and went down.

Chunyue poured the wine for Qi Wufei, picked up the wine glass and said, "Zheng Qi, please, I'll toast you!"

Qi Wufei said: "No, today I treat you, I should respect you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank a glass of wine.

Qi Wufei picked up the chopsticks and went to eat the food. After tasting it, he immediately realized something was wrong.

On the surface, these four dishes are indeed the four dishes he ordered, but they are definitely not ordinary ingredients and the method is particularly exquisite. At the mouth, the mouth leaves fragrance and the spirit is full of energy.

Qi Wufei only tasted it and put down his chopsticks.

"Boss, is this the dish I ordered? I won't pay more if I serve the wrong dish."

Chunyue said: "This is specially made for you, you just have to pay for the price on the menu."

Qi Wufei said: "During the day, you treat me to eat. There is such a big table of delicacies in the mountains and seas. Now I finally invite you. You have to make special contributions for me. This is to let me accept your love!"

Chunyue smiled and said, "I dare not say that. It is the honor of the shop to come often. As long as you are not afraid of getting tired of eating, the door of Chunyue Tower will be open for you at any time in the future."

Qi Wufei said: "It's not okay to eat yours all the time. Let's do this, I'll give you a gift."

As he said that, he went to get his pocket.

Chunyue looked at him curiously.
Chapter completed!