I just want to fish in peace

Chapter 60 Playing the Piano

In her previous life, Fang Yuan didn't like western food.

Compared with the extensive and profound Chinese food, there is no comparison in terms of history or style.

As for the taste?Then there is no need to compare.

Led by Mu Xueying, Fang Yuan walked into a western restaurant.

A waiter came over and asked with a smile, "Sir, Ma'am, what do you need?"

"One steak, eight times mature." Mu Xueying said.

"Three servings of steak, very mature." Fang Yuan said.

"Sir, the steak is very ripe and a bit old." The waiter reminded.

"Radish and cabbage, everyone has their own preferences." Fang Yuan didn't want to eat undercooked beef.

Beef as thin as a cicada's wings, when you heat the hot pot, just blanch it a few times, it is delicious.

Thick steaks must be at least seven ripe before he can eat them.

Although he doesn't like western food, Fang Yuan has eaten it a few times. Relatively speaking, he likes well-ripe steak.

If the surface of the steak can be browned, even if the taste is a bit woody, it will still have some burnt aroma.

Some like it to melt in your mouth, others like it to be chewy.

Just like air-dried beef jerky, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

What you like may not be liked by others.

The persuasion was ineffective, and the waiter turned and left.

Those who can use chopsticks can naturally use a knife and fork.

There is no difficulty in using a knife and fork, the fork is fixed with one hand, and the knife is cut with the other hand.

Fangyuan didn't have the idea and habit of making a big fuss, so he didn't ask the waiter to bring him a pair of chopsticks.

Isn't it just a meal?Even if you don't know a knife and fork, you can't eat the plate with your left hand and the steak with your right hand?
Different people, doing the same thing, have different evaluations from others.

If a rich businessman eats steak directly with his hands, other people will see his true temperament!

If a poor man eats steak with his hands, many people will say that the poor man is ignorant.

"Honey, can you play the piano?" Mu Xueying asked.

"Know a thing or two," Fang Yuan said.

When opening the gift bag, he got master-level piano skills.

From Fang Yuan's point of view, the difficulty of the piano is far less than that of the lyre.

A piano has only one note per key, like the pipa, lyre and the like, it is more a test of personal skills.

The seemingly simple suona has high requirements for users, and those with insufficient lung capacity will definitely not be able to blow a hundred birds to the phoenix.

Among the many musical instruments, Fang Yuan likes bells and drums the most.

The sound of the bell is melodious and clear, echoing in simplicity.

The sound of the drums was majestic and earth-shattering.

The sound of bells makes people sober and quiet, and the sound of drums makes people's blood boil.

The sounds of morning bells and evening drums all have mysterious powers.

"There's a piano over there, play me a song." Mu Xueying blinked.

With the restaurant's permission, Fang Yuan walked towards the piano.

His wife's promise was too tempting for him.

After Fang Yuan thought about it, he decided to play Hundred Birds and Phoenixes again.

In his previous life, he had never heard foreign piano music.

Sitting in front of the piano, Fang Yuan played smoothly.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the artistic conception of the recovery of all things spread.

Master-level piano skills are basically invincible in Blue Star.

The mainstream customers of western restaurants are mainly successful people.

Successful people are a bit arty.

The piano that is highly praised abroad has also been promoted to the cloud by some successful people.

In the Yanhuang Kingdom, there are few people who learn piano, and there are several million.

Not to mention the strongest pianist in the country, even if it is the strongest pianist in the world, the probability of an audience of tens of thousands of audiences is very low, and the probability of an audience of [-] is infinitely close to zero.

The piano is elegant?Regardless of listeners with ulterior motives, if there are 1 people listening, the sun will come out from the west.

Randomly find a thousand people on the street, it is unknown whether ten people are willing to go to the piano concert.

If you learn pipa, suona, etc., you can also get extra points in the exam, and the number of people who learn piano will definitely be reduced by more than half.

At the end of the song, there was endless applause.

Declining the request to play it again, Fang Yuan returned to his seat and took a bite of the steak, which was not bad.

"Honey, I didn't expect you to play the piano so well." Mu Xueying was overjoyed.

"Don't forget your promise." Fang Yuan looked forward to it.

"Play it again, double the happiness." Mu Xueying bewitched again.

"Forget it." Fang Yuan shook his head, he just wanted to fish quietly, and had no intention of getting involved in the entertainment industry.

If this continues, he will soon become a star in the entertainment industry.

If it weren't for his songs, the cover fee was very low, and there were at least a few hundred people who asked him to write songs during this period.

Unfamiliar phone calls were blocked by the sky, and Fang Yuan, who was erratic, was not affected much.

Many times, people from the entertainment company came to visit, and he went fishing.

People in the entertainment industry either do it to be famous or to make money.

With the artificial intelligence sky to make money, the memory of the previous life, and the Diao Zun system, there is no shortage of money in Fangyuan.

He has no idea of ​​being famous, if it weren't for the offer made by his wife that he couldn't refuse, he probably wouldn't be able to sing.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, Fang Yuan does not want the classics from his previous life to be completely reduced to his memory.

It is a normal phenomenon to sing a corresponding song when the scene is full of emotion and whim.

Just like ordinary people, it's normal to hum a few words occasionally.

Eat a few bites of steak and drink a sip of red wine. The atmosphere is not bad, but the red wine and steak are a little bit worse.

When paying the bill, the restaurant owner offered them a free bill, but Fang Yuan did not agree.

He took out his mobile phone to scan and give the money, and left with Mu Xueying.

Fang Yuan considers himself a straight man with a low EQ, but he is not stupid.

He has no intention of coming to this restaurant again, this time the other party waived the order, will he come next time?
With some small favors, I just want him to come to this restaurant again and play the piano, is it possible?
"Shall we go to the movies?" Mu Xueying asked.

"Alright." Fang Yuan nodded in response, the purpose of today is to accompany his wife.

She can go fishing with him, and he can go shopping and watch movies with her.

I found a movie theater, bought two tickets, and wasted more than two hours.

"The quality of movies by well-known directors is too bad." Mu Xueying said bluntly.

"Maybe we didn't understand it." Fang Yuan said meaningfully.

"I'm watching movies, not studying the plots of movies. Not to mention us, none of the audience just now understood what the hell the director made." Mu Xueying couldn't help complaining.

"Simpler movies, with plots that don't take much thinking and twists and turns, are not suitable for me." Fang Yuan deeply agrees.

Some six months ago, some ten years ago, some five years later, let him be as big as a cow.

"It seems that there is nothing to play, husband, let's go back." Mu Xueying said.

"En." Fang Yuan nodded.

Go back to the villa and drive away from Fucheng.

"Husband, I want to eat twice-cooked pork, braised pork with preserved vegetables, and braised pork." Mu Xueying said.

"I'll do it for you later." Fang Yuan agreed without haggling.

"Let's have twice-cooked pork for dinner, and tomorrow we will have pickled pork with pickled vegetables and braised pork in braised sauce." Mu Xueying said.

"I'll go to the fish pond at home to catch some fish later. There are fish and meat." Fang Yuan laughed.

Back in Fangjia Village, he took his equipment to the fish pond, and after ten minutes of fishing, he got a grass carp.

The fish was sliced ​​and marinated, and after cooking twice-cooked pork, Fangyuan made boiled fish again.

The fried water spinach and preserved egg and cucumber soup were made by Mu Xueying.

I had a good meal and watched TV with my parents for a while.

After returning to the room on the second floor, taking a hot bath, Mu Xueying fulfilled her promise again.

Fangyuan, who was comfortable all over, was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

"Honey, you're famous again." Mu Xueying laughed.

But it was Bai Niao Zhao Feng played at noon, which was posted on the Internet.

Many well-known musicians praise the "Hundred Birds and Phoenixes".

(End of this chapter)