I feel that Wu Julan is becoming more and more like a mystery, and every time I feel that I know him better, he will surprise me even more.
In the past few days, I have been thinking about what kind of results there will be after confessing.
I do, I like you too
yes to accept.
I'm sorry, you're a nice guy, but I
is to refuse.
It's too sudden, I need to think about it
Neither accepted nor rejected.
There should be only these three results.
So, what is Wu Julan's "I know"
That day, after I confessed my love face to face, he stared at me calmly and expressionlessly for a while, and then he replied to me: "I see."
Staring at him silently has exhausted all my courage, and I don't have the guts to ask any more questions. When he opened the door and signaled that I should leave, I immediately fled without looking back.
the consequence is
I have been thinking hard for the past few days, which kind of result after confession is "I know"
Accept it? Of course not.
Refused
After thinking about it for a while, I wishfully attributed "I know" to the third result after the confession, neither accepting nor rejecting it.
Now, when I look back, I realize that my entanglement before was ridiculous. I have been entangled in whether I should like Wu Julan, and I completely forgot to consider whether others will like me.
A person like Wu Julan, when he was so poor that his clothes were in rags, still picked on the bad food I cooked. He would only be more picky on his own feelings. I was too self-righteous back then
Zhou Buwen told me that he was in a hurry at work and needed to go back early.
I don't know if it's true or not, but it's always good for him to leave. After all, after confessing and being confessed, no matter how much two people try to pretend nothing happened, there will always be some faint embarrassment, which cannot be overcome by reason, and can only be diluted naturally by time.
Zhou Buwen settled the room rate according to the price of the large suite stipulated by the inn. I originally wanted to give him a discount, but he refused.
I said, "As long as you stay for more than three consecutive days, there will be a discount."
Zhou Buwen said: "Can ordinary guests eat seafood and fruits as they please? I won't calculate the cost with you, and don't talk to me, or I will go to another inn when I come back next time."
I didn't dare to talk anymore, and I sent Zhou Buwen away by boat with Jiang Yisheng.
After Zhou Buwen left, no guests stayed.
To be precise, since the inn opened, there have been no other guests except Zhou Buwen. The money I earned from Zhou Buwen was just enough to pay for Wu Julan's mobile phone and phone bills. That is to say, since the inn opened, I have only paid out, not received.
Watching the bank deposits decrease a little bit, I feel like I'm sitting on the mountain and I'm under a lot of pressure.
However, it's not a bad thing, at least it relieved my pressure from facing Wu Julan.
I confessed my love naked in front of him, but he acted as if nothing happened, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his speech or behavior. I was the only one who was uneasy. But no matter how uneasy you are, you must first consider your own survival plan and solve the economic foundation before you can create upper-level emotions.
I sit in front of the computer every day and promote my small inn on various travel forums and post bars. It is still somewhat effective, and I will receive calls from time to time for consultation, but once the other party asks clearly that "the traffic is inconvenient", and it is far away from the pier and the most famous Lantern Street, they will politely say "I will give you a call after thinking about it".
I've been looking for a job, so I know it means a polite refusal.
Blessings never come, but misfortunes never come singly.
Every morning and evening, Jiang Yisheng's father would go out for a walk accompanied by a nanny or Jiang's mother. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Papa Jiang was a bit crazy. When they met him, they would greet him politely and try to avoid him as much as possible. But that day, a strange man who appeared out of nowhere unexpectedly provoked Jiang's father to suddenly get sick and rolled down the hillside.
The strange man ran away immediately when he saw that he had caused trouble. The nanny was busy calling for help, and didn't bother to arrest people, so she could only admit that she was unlucky.
Jiang Yisheng's father was admitted to the hospital, and the medical expenses were spent like running water. Although Jiang Yisheng didn't ask me to pay back the money, I felt that I had to.
I took Wu Julan to the bank and took out all the money and emptied all the pockets, a total of 18,046 yuan.
I stared at the money on the coffee table depressedly, thinking about it and thinking about it, the only way out was to borrow it from Zhou Buwen.
I took out my mobile phone and was about to make a call when Wu Julan came out of the study and put a wad of money on the coffee table.
I looked at him suspiciously.
Wu Julan said: "Two thousand yuan, first pay back Jiang Yisheng's money."
I asked: "It's my salary for you"
Wu Julan didn't speak, obviously thinking that I asked an idiot question.
What's the matter? I said: "Even if we take your money and pay it back, we only have forty-six yuan left. How to live, we still have to borrow money anyway. Forget it, you take your money." take the money back"
I pressed the dial key and the music bell rang.
This mobile phone is a cheap product. After being dropped once, the performance becomes very strange. It is fine during the call, but the music ringtone is seriously distorted and extremely harsh. In order not to poison my ears, I kept the phone away from my ears, just stared at the screen, and put it to my ear when the call was connected.
Wu Julan reached out and grabbed the phone, "I still have five hundred dollars."
"That's not enough"
"I'll find a way."
The phone was connected, and Zhou Buwen's voice came faintly, "Xiaoluo, hello, Xiaoluo"
Wu Julan held onto the phone and didn't put it down.
I asked softly, "You don't want me to borrow money from Zhou Buwen?"
Wu Julan didn't answer my question, but said: "I will find a way to deal with the money."
"Is that so?" I frowned and pulled the phone out of his hand.
Wu Julan didn't really try to stop him, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, he pressed his lips tightly, and looked down at his hands.
I put the phone close to my ear, but my eyes kept looking at Wu Julan, "Hey, big head, the phone signal was a bit bad just now. I have nothing to do, I just called to greet you"
Wu Julan suddenly raised her head and looked at me. There was no expression on her face, but her deep eyes were as clear and beautiful as the sea under the summer sun, shining with light.
After chatting with Zhou Buwen for a few words, I hung up the phone. He put away the 20,000 yuan on the table, and said with a smile, "I'm going to pay it back."
Wu Julan followed me out of the yard without saying a word.
I said, "You don't have to go, it's just a few steps away. It's impossible to be so unlucky and encounter robbers again."
Wu Julan taunted unceremoniously: "You have a bad luck physique." He walked unhurriedly, still following me.
I pursed my lips unhappily, then pursed my lips and smiled quietly.
The two went to Jiang Yisheng's house, and despite Jiang Yisheng's objection, they insisted on paying back the money.
When I got home, I took out the remaining forty-six yuan and held out my hand to Wu Julan, "Where's your money?"
Wu Julan gave me 500 yuan, I kept 300 yuan for myself, and gave Wu Julan 246 yuan. The two of them divided all the property equally.
I said, "Let's figure it out together"
At night, I lay on the bed, looked at the three hundred yuan I had left, and sighed melancholy, but after a while, I couldn't help grinning silly again.
the next day.
I bought a bunch of large and small conch shells from fishermen I knew well, and started making bracelets, necklaces, ornaments, and embellishments. This craft was learned from my grandfather.
When my grandfather was young, in order to make a living, he went out to sea with a boat, and often stayed at sea for half a year. He had no money and couldn't afford jewelry, so he had to think about making beautiful and delicate things with conch shells of various colors and shapes. After disembarking, give them to grandma.
After grandma passed away, grandpa still often made things with conch. When you have accumulated a certain amount, you will take it to the wharf to set up a stall and sell it.
When I was young, I thought my grandpa was doing it to make money, but later I realized that making money is only one of the reasons, and the more important reason is missing. Grandpa misses the lonely but brilliant time when he was wandering at sea, and misses that there is a gentle woman waiting for him at the pier after each wandering.
In my grandfather's memory, conch is a lot of joy and beauty, so when my father asked grandpa for my name, my grandfather did not hesitate to let me name it "Snail".
Probably because of this fate, I have liked to play with these beautiful conch shells in different shapes since I was a child. Under the careful instruction of my grandfather, I can use conch shells to make necklaces, bracelets, key chains, wind chimes, brush washers, candle holders, jewelry boxes, soap boxes, and flower pots. They are all carefully designed and made by me, and compared with those conch ornaments produced on the assembly line, they are comparable. Basically, every time my grandpa and I set up a stall, it will be sold out quickly.
It's just that it takes a lot of time to make these things, and the price can't be set as high as the handicrafts sold in high-end shops, so in terms of time cost, they can't make much money.
But now that there are no guests in the inn, I decided to use this craft to earn some food money first, at least to ensure that Wu Julan and I will not starve to death.
While I waited for business on the phone, I made conch and shell jewelry.
Wu Julan is also making things. He picked up a piece of wood from the seaside, took grandfather's old tools, and cut, chopped, ground, and baked. Anyway, it looks very complicated and profound to me.
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nbsp;A few days later, I vaguely saw what Wu Julan wanted to do. Still, I can't quite trust my own judgment.
"You are making a guzheng"
"Guqin." Wu Julan glanced at me coldly, "The two are very different."
I was stunned for three seconds, and laughed dryly, "It's almost there, they're all musical instruments."
After the body of the piano was finished, Wu Julan started to string the piano. I know that his wood was picked up from the sea, and he didn't spend a penny.
But I really don't remember such an elegant and high-end store on the island.
"Where did you get the strings?"
"Taobao."
"" I decided to walk away in silence.
I am very worried about the market for Wu Julan's "high-end musical instruments".
I have seen people who play the piano and the erhu on this island, but I guess when we sell the guqin, everyone passing by will come to watch, and then silently light a candle for us and leave.
I can only work harder on myself.
In the evening, I walked out of the living room rubbing my sore neck, and saw that in the courtyard reflected by the setting sun, there were lush vegetation and colorful fallen leaves. Wu Julan, in white clothes and black trousers, was sitting on the bluestone steps under the eaves, holding a handful of black Guqin looked at the distant sky with a wistful expression.
The sky was full of sunset glow, scarlet like rouge, and there seemed to be faint haze around him, like a peerless and independent young man in an ancient costume movie.
My heart was pounding wildly, thinking in my mind, I will never laugh at those idiot fans of celebrities again. In the face of absolute beauty, there will be absolutely no reason.
Wu Julan noticed my gaze, her expression became serious, she returned to her indifferent look, and looked at me.
I hurriedly ran to his side and looked at the piano in a disguised manner, "It's done"
"Well, it's not doing well, though."
Black body, white strings, simple and quiet, beautiful and dignified, I fell in love with it at first glance, I thought it was good anywhere, secretly decided that even if someone came to buy it, I would never sell it
I touched the body of the qin and exclaimed, "Wu Julan, after you can make a guqin, I won't be surprised if you say you can dig wood to make fire and weave nets to fish."
"I will."
I opened my mouth halfway and stared blankly at Wu Julan.
Wu Julan thought that I didn't believe his words, so she stuffed the qin into my arms, walked calmly to the pile of broken wood left over when he made the qin, and really started to drill wood to make fire. The thumb-thick wood was turned in his hand a few times, and blue smoke came out. Wu Julan grabbed some sawdust and put them on, and after a while, small flames were seen.
I murmured, "I'm very slow to make fire by drilling wood on TV."
Wu Julan said: "Their strength and speed are not enough."
I looked at the piano in my arms, and then at the burning flames. I felt dizzy and wanted to ask "Wu Julan, what else would you do", but the degree of stimulation to the heart is really limited, so let's stop here for today.
Wu Julan said: "How much money do you have left, can you give it to me first? I will pay you back when I make money tomorrow."
I knew very well that the guqin made by Wu Julan might not be sold tomorrow, but I gave Wu Julan all the more than one hundred yuan left on my body, and said with a smile: "Okay."
I hid in the bedroom and quietly called Jiang Yisheng.
Jiang's father's condition has stabilized, and Jiang Yisheng no longer needs to stay in bed at night, so he is much more relaxed. After I asked Jiang Yisheng if he had time tomorrow, I asked Jiang Yisheng to find a friend who seemed to be knowledgeable and talented, and bought the guqin made by Wu Julan. The price doesn't need to be too expensive, and of course it can't be too cheap, more than a thousand
I asked Jiang Yisheng to help me put the money first, and after I sold the conch jewelry, I will replenish it for him.
Jiang Yisheng was stunned, "Are you sure Wu Julan is making a guqin, the kind of magical artifact in ancient TV dramas, you wouldn't mistake playing cotton as a musical instrument, would you?"
"Idiots can't tell the difference." I completely forgot the fact that I couldn't tell the difference between the guzheng and the guqin.
Jiang Yisheng yelled excitedly, wishing he could run over to worship Wu Julan immediately.
I asked him to come back tomorrow, remember to find a few more friends to join us, you need to be high-end and cultured, otherwise acting will not be like it. After all, it is Guqin
In the morning, after getting up.
I wanted to pretend that I had suddenly answered a phone call from Jiang Yisheng and told Wu Julan that someone was very interested in his Guqin and wanted to come and see it this afternoon. Unexpectedly, Wu Julan left early in the morning and left me a note, saying that he had to do something and would come back later.
I stared at the note for a long time. It wasn't that there was anything special about the content, but that his handwriting, one horizontal and one vertical, was more beautiful than the words on the copybook. However, he can even make guqin, and his handwriting is extraordinarily beautiful, so there is nothing surprising about it.
I see that the Guqin is still in the study, so I am relieved knowing that he is not going to set up a stall to sell the piano.
While I was making accessories, I was waiting for Wu Julan. Waiting until the afternoon, Wu Julan did not come back, but Jiang Yisheng brought a few friends to "buy" Guqin.
I put the guqin on the coffee table in the living room, and several friends of Jiang Yisheng gathered around the guqin to watch and discuss. Not to mention, all of them looked a little strange, or extraordinary, like someone who could play the guqin.
Wearing black retro round glasses and black cloth shoes, Mr. Dai, dressed in a fairy-like manner, asked, "How much does Ms. Shen sell for this violin?"
I said: "More than one thousand. I saw that the price of Guqin on Taobao ranges from four to five hundred to two to three thousand. I took an intermediate value. Any more would be too fake."
Mr. Dai said: "I'm asking about the real purchase price, and I want to buy it."
Wu Julan's work is actually appreciated by people
I was happier than selling my own things, but I said without hesitation: "I don't want to sell it, I want to keep it for myself."
A group of people were talking, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Wu Julan came back.
He glanced at the people in the living room, and only nodded to Jiang Yisheng to say hello, then carried a fish more than one meter long, went straight to the faucet in the corner of the kitchen, and put the fish down.
The people on the island are used to all kinds of big fish, and they didn’t care. They asked me with a smile, “Is this Mr. Wu who made the piano?”
"yes"
I asked Jiang Yisheng to greet everyone, and I took a towel and ran out.
After Wu Julan finished washing his hands, I handed him the towel, "Jiang Yisheng heard that you made a guqin, so he asked some friends who like music to come. Some people want to buy the violin you made." Because Mr. Dai really wanted to buy it, I He speaks with great confidence.
Jiang Yisheng led his friends over and said with a smile, "Everyone likes this guqin very much, and I'm just waiting for your price."
Wu Julan glanced at the people standing around him, and said to me: "The pianos I make are not for sale."
"Ah" I was dumbfounded, "If you don't want to sell it, what are you doing?"
"I'll play." Wu Julan returned the towel to me and went to the kitchen.
Jiang Yisheng and I looked at each other, speechless.
Since there is no need to act, it is natural to send away all the "extras" that Jiang Yisheng invited.
I kept apologizing: "Sorry, sorry"
Jiang Yisheng glared at me several times, and walked out with his friend.
Several people walked out of the courtyard door one after another, and the last person had already stepped over the threshold. His eyes inadvertently swept across the bluestone floor in the corner of the kitchen, and he saw the fish on the ground clearly. He immediately withdrew his feet, rushed over a few steps, squatted down for a closer look, and then yelled: "Bluefin tuna!"
People who had already walked outside the courtyard wall came back one after another in an instant, all surrounded the fish, watching and talking excitedly.
“What a bluefin tuna”
"I heard that in Japan, bluefin tuna can be sold for 3,500 pounds per pound now."
"In almost 2013, a bluefin tuna weighing more than 200 kilograms was sold for a sky-high price of 150 million yen, or about 11 million yuan in RMB."
"That's the price at the auction house. It's overhyped. It's not that expensive in the market. However, it's definitely not cheap. A few years ago, the West Lake State Guest House imported a blue fin of about 70 kilograms, saying it wasn't worth it. The shipping fee, the import price alone is more than 40,000 RMB, it must be doubled at least now.”
"Tsk tsk I haven't seen anyone catch a bluefin in years."
Although I am not like these gluttonous old customers, I can identify the species and quality of fish at a glance, but as a child who grew up by the sea, I also know the name of bluefin tuna, but I have never eaten it.
Grandpa said that when he was young, blue fins were not as rare as they were later, and the crew would catch them from time to time, and he had eaten them many times. Bluefin is the most delicious raw, it melts in the mouth, like eating ice cream, I have never imagined.
Jiang Yisheng reacted the fastest, and said to Wu Julan through the kitchen window: "Brother Wu, if you want to sell it, you must quickly find a way to freeze it. This thing is just a novelty. Once the taste changes, it will be worthless."
While sharpening the knife, Wu Julan said without raising her head, "It's okay, I'll eat tonight."
I almost went limp and fell to the ground.
The others were also shocked, all staring at Wu Julan in surprise, admiration, excitement and longing.
Jiang Yisheng looked at me with question marks in his eyes, my heart was bleeding like a river, it was money, money, money, but he gritted his teeth and said, "He can eat whatever he wants."
Jiang Yisheng shook his head speechlessly, and when he turned his head, he smiled like a flower, and said softly to Wu Julan: "Brother Ang, I'm here for dinner tonight."
"Okay, but I need your help." Wu Julan still didn't lift her head, and concentrated on checking whether the knife was sharpened.
"No problem," Jiang Yisheng happily agreed.
Jiang Yisheng was sent to work by Wu Julan, but the five friends Jiang Yisheng invited did not leave with him.