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Yuan Ding's vegetarian meal is presented in the way of daily food set meal. It is a rectangular nanmu food box, which contains eight dishes of brightly colored and exquisitely shaped side dishes, and is served with a bowl of rice with a plum on the top. In the middle, people forget that it is a vegan food. Xia Xun tasted a few mouthfuls, and suddenly felt that this meal is a mockery for a person with a background in food engineering. The taste is light, but the aftertaste feels fragrant. , all are the taste of the food itself, not the effect of a large number of food additives.

Xiao Xingchen said: "It may not be very used to eating it for the first time, and his cooking method is quite different from the general method."

Xia Xun said: "It's pretty good, but the taste of rapeseed oil is a bit strong, but well, I was used to it when I was young."

Xiao Xingchen continued: "I've never tasted this kind of taste before coming here, and it's very special for the first time."

Hearing what he said, Xia Xun laughed: "If I hadn't eaten it since I was a child, I really couldn't accept it. Not many people eat it now. After all, the oil extraction process has been improved, and there are many choices. His family still uses this oil. Oil, it’s really emotional to eat.”

Xiao Xingchen said, "You seem to know a lot about oil extraction."

Xia Xun said: "I majored in food engineering, and my current job deals with food every day, so I know it. Speaking of which, where is Dr. Xiao from?"

Xiao Xingchen only said the word north.

Xia Xun nodded, rapeseed oil is only eaten by southerners.However, he only vaguely said it was the north, wondering if he still didn't want to reveal his life experience.

He quickly changed the subject sensibly, and saw that no one beside him said in a low voice: "I don't think this store looks like it can make money."

Xiao Xingchen put down his chopsticks and said, "Yes, the owner here has other properties. Apart from occasionally entertaining relatives and friends, this shop is also a place for Buddhist believers to gather."

When Xia Xun heard him talk about Buddhism, he couldn't help teasing that Dr. Xiao learned natural science, so he believed in Bodhisattva no matter what.

But Xiao Xingchen said: The Four Noble Truths taught by Sakyamuni are very touching.

Hearing what he said, Xia Xun suddenly became interested, and wanted to ask Xiao Xingchen to tell him, but Xiao Xingchen shook his head and said that he would tell him in detail next time when he had time.

After the old clock on the wall rang, Xiao Xingchen asked Xia Xun if he had any arrangements for the afternoon.

Xia Xun said cheerfully: "The time of a single dog is not valuable, and I usually just stay at home and watch dramas."

Then Xiao Xingchen said very seriously: "Then how about taking you to the theater?"

Xia Xun Xiaoxiao was startled, but then felt that Xiao Xingchen brought him something new almost every second, so he naturally said, "Okay." He didn't even ask him what play he was going to.

After eating two baskets of glutinous rice and siu mai, the two stepped out of Yuanding. Since each could drive, Xia Xun asked, "Why don't we go together in my car?"

Xiao Xingchen said, "That's fine, actually, I don't really like driving."

That day Xia Xun drove the bright brown Koleos whose color Bai Shaoyu despised. Xiao Xingchen sat in the co-pilot seat and said, "This color is so different from the last time."

Xia Xun laughed, and said directly: "If you want to say that the color is ugly, I won't mind."

Strange to say, this was clearly the first time the two of them came out, but it seemed as if they had known each other for a long time, and they didn't need to ponder over the words too much, and it was very easy to communicate.

Xiao Xingchen set up the navigation and drove for about 10 minutes. He had already left downtown S and arrived at an ancient town. He entered a teahouse with a Kunqu opera appreciation sign at the door. A man with a sanxian and a woman holding a pipa are playing and singing.

Xia Xun naturally knew that it was Pingtan, and there were not many tea guests in the audience, and it was not rare. This kind of folk art is a bit like storytelling in ancient times.

Xiao Xingchen found a table with him and sat down, and served two cups of Biluochun to the shopkeeper. Xia Xun looked around the teahouse, and found that it was quite old, and there were some elderly people around.

There are many ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River. Apart from the four famous tourist destinations, there are also dozens of undeveloped ones. For example, the place where Xia Xun was born is now this one, just one in the south of S city. but to the west.

After listening to Pingtan for a while, the two artists went down. At three o'clock sharp, someone came out to announce that "Dream" would be performed.

Xia Xun chuckled, turned to look at Xiao Xingchen: "The Peony Pavilion?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him softly, and only let out a low "hmm".

The actors who played Dan and Tsing Yi on the stage were obviously not young anymore, they put on heavy makeup, but they still couldn't cover up their wrinkles, but their appearance was pretty decent, and when they spoke, Xia Xun felt that they still underestimated the two of them, they were graceful, graceful and melodious, Xia Xun glanced at Xiao Xingchen and found that he was reading it very seriously. In fact, he was not very interested in Kunqu opera. When he read it in the previous text, he thought that this well-known "Zao Luo Robe" was so beautiful. , but it's so pretentious, but Xiao Xingchen actually likes this kind of tone, then I can only love the house and black.

He subconsciously rested his palms on his palm, and stared at Xiao Xingchen's side face, feeling more and more comfortable looking at it.

After watching for a while, Xiao Xingchen turned around and met his gaze.

Xia Xun was taken aback for a moment, and felt very embarrassed when he thought that he might look like a nympho.

Xiao Xingchen asked, "Don't you like it?"

Xia Xun said honestly: "It's true that I can't appreciate it."

Xiao Xingchen said with some embarrassment: "I seem to be a little selfish. It's my fault to make things difficult for others, let alone the other party is someone I just met."

Xia Xun spread his hands, thinking: "It's not that serious, I think you'll be fine." He said: "It doesn't matter, it's good to listen to it once in a while."

Xiao Xingchen added: "However, to be honest, you and I feel like we hit it off, so we are more casual."

When Xia Xun heard him say hit it off, he liked the word very much, and they probably had some fate.The actors on stage had already withdrawn, Xia Xun was a little curious why Xiao Xingchen liked "The Peony Pavilion", so he asked him why.

Unexpectedly, when Xingchen walked out of the teahouse with him, he said: "Probably the sentence 'turning back is an illusion, who is the opposite' has hit the pain point."

Xia Xun thought about it, right? Are you bullying me for not studying enough?This sentence was clearly said by Kong Shangren.

He was about to make some excuses to show that although he didn't appreciate this kind of spring and white snow, he was not illiterate, when Xiao Xingchen's phone suddenly rang out loudly.

When Xiao Xingchen hung up the phone, Xia Xun also knew that there was a difficult patient in the hospital who needed to consult with Dr. Xiao for rescue?

Xiao Xingchen explained the reason apologetically, and Xia Xun could only express that work was the most important thing.

Thinking that this place is closer to the district hospital, Xia Xun simply sent Xiao Xingchen there.

When we parted from him, Xiao Xingchen said something to him: "If you don't particularly hate Kunqu opera, how about watching "Peach Blossom Fan" with me?"

Xia Xun felt dumbfounded, but he was reluctant to refuse.After watching Xiao Xingchen enter the hospital building for a while, he left, thinking to himself, luckily we have a lunch appointment, but if we have a dinner appointment, it looks like it will probably be ruined.

The author has something to say:

Brother Xun: "How can I love you who only like listening to Kunqu opera when I only like Mr. Mei's erotica?"