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The six people took the subway to Qingle City. It was still rush hour, and the subway station was unusually crowded. They waited for a long time before they squeezed into the subway.

Qingle City is a well-known music sanctuary in Shangdu. There are hundreds of musical instrument stores and piano shops here. The music atmosphere is extremely strong, making it a must-visit place for all those who love musical instruments.

Qingle City is a commercial city with five floors - one underground and four above ground.

The whole building is in the shape of a "U" character, and the atrium is open. Standing upstairs, you can overlook the bottom floor.

"Ziyuan, so you are talking about Qingle City." Song Qianyun is still very familiar with this place. She came here with Su Ying'er some time ago.

The dongxiao in her hand and Su Ying'er's guqin were bought from here.

"Qingle City! I haven't been here for a long time." Wen Xilan looked at the building in front of her with a lot of emotion. When she was a child, she often ran here to play alone, so she was scolded many times by her parents.

"Yes, the person I'm meeting is inside. Let's go in." Xia Ziyuan led everyone into the Light Music City.

Along the way, they saw many people holding musical instruments, and occasionally they could see some people playing in front of the store.

Xia Ziyuan took the five people directly to the second floor and stopped in front of a store called "Yongmei Musical Instruments".

"This is it."

An old man was sitting on a bamboo chair at the door of the store, enjoying the beautiful morning.

The surface of the bamboo chair has become smooth due to the baptism of time, and it is covered with mottled marks, witnessing the changes of countless spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The old man's face is full of wrinkles, which are the marks given by time. He holds a cattail leaf fan in his hand, and occasionally waves it gently to dispel the heat around him.

There is also a small wooden tea table next to him, on which a set of tea sets are placed. The teapot is steaming and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

"Master Shi." Xia Ziyuan stepped forward and greeted him very politely.

"Hey... Isn't this Ziyuan? You're here. I haven't seen you for so many years. You've grown up so much. The last time we met was at your grandfather's birthday party." Shi Tingzhi first looked at Xia Ziyuan and then recognized her.

"Don't call me Master Shi, just call me Grandpa Shi." Shi Tingzhi stood up and said kindly.

"Grandpa Shi."

"Okay, okay."

"Grandpa Shi, I came here today to change the strings of the pipa. These are all my friends." Xia Ziyuan introduced the others to Shi Tingzhi.

"Hello, Grandpa Shi."

"Hello, hello, please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of tea. Your mother has already greeted me and said you would come today." Shi Tingzhi took out a few stools from the store.

"Don't bother, Grandpa Shi."

"No trouble, you can just look around." Shi Tingzhi took out a teacup and poured a cup of tea for everyone, and then greeted Xia Ziyuan for a while.

Then Shi Tingzhi led Xia Ziyuan to the workbench and asked her to put the pipa on it.

"In the past, I helped your grandfather change the strings of his pipa, and later I also took care of your mother's pipa. Now, even your generation's pipa is in my hands." Shi Tingzhi observed the pipa on the chopping board and sighed, he witnessed the inheritance of three generations of a family.

Shi Tingzhi looked very carefully, and he would take every person who came here seriously.

Since Xia Ziyuan's mother had already said hello, she had to take good care of it.

It's just a string change, you can change it at home, there's no need to come here.

Jiang Yuebai took a sip of tea and got up and walked into the store. There were all kinds of musical instruments in the store, dazzling, not only pipa, most of the national musical instruments can be found here.

"Xi Lan Qianyun, there seems to be a Hanfu store over there, let's go and take a look." Ying'er noticed that there was a musical instrument store not far away that also provided Hanfu rental services.

Unable to resist Su Ying'er's soft and hard persuasion, Wen Xilan and Song Qianyun had to agree, then said hello to the others and went together. Long Zhan felt bored and followed.

Jiang Yuebai walked around the store and found that there were many fine products in the store.

In particular, the materials of each instrument were top-notch.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuebai saw a unique bamboo flute on the shelf inside.

The whole bamboo flute is made of a single bamboo section, with a green color, consistent throughout, and a few spots.

These spots have become a highlight of the bamboo flute after polishing, adding a bit of beauty.

"Grandpa Shi, this bamboo flute is made of Qingku, right?" Jiang Yuebai fell in love with this bamboo flute when he saw it for the first time.

"Little guy has a good eye, yes, it is Qingku, this bamboo flute is the treasure of my store." Grandpa Shi praised Jiang Yuebai's vision.

There are two main raw materials for making bamboo flutes: bitter bamboo and purple bamboo.

The best material for making high-end flutes is, it must be the bitter bamboo of Yuhang.

This kind of bamboo, which is called "flute bamboo" locally, is named because its shoots are bitter and cannot be eaten.

There are many types of bitter bamboo, among which "green bitter" is regarded as the best quality.

It is very suitable for making high-end flutes in terms of length, thickness, thickness and inner diameter. The bamboo flute made of green bitter bamboo has a mellow and round tone, while still crisp and bright.

"Can I pick it up and take a look?"

"Of course."

Jiang Yuebai picked it up gently, and couldn't let it go after seeing it.

"Do you like it?" At this time, Shi Tingzhi suddenly appeared beside Jiang Yuebai.

"I like it." Jiang Yuebai responded subconsciously before he could react.

"If you can play a song that satisfies me, I will give you this bamboo flute." Shi Tingzhi looked at Jiang Yuebai with a smile. In his opinion, how could a child of this age play any good songs? Normally, it is just at the level of ordinary people.

"Ah? No, no, no."

"Don't rush to refuse. There are not many songs that can satisfy me. This bamboo flute is not so easy to get." Shi Tingzhi thought Jiang Yuebai felt that he couldn't play a good song.

"Grandpa Shi, I'm afraid your bamboo flute will change hands." Xia Ziyuan suddenly laughed and interrupted.

"Oh? So you have confidence in him?" Shi Tingzhi was aroused and asked Jiang Yuebai to play a song.

"Okay."

Jiang Yuebai thought for a moment and decided to play the song "Fantasy Day".

As soon as the flute sounded, Shi Tingzhi realized that the young man in front of him was extraordinary.

Jiang Yuebai's playing skills were skillful, and the tone was melodious, not inferior to himself, an old hand who had played for decades.

Jiang Yuebai simply played a section, just in time for himself to try this bamboo flute.

As a result, the sound was crisp and pleasant, exceeding his expectations.

"Young people are formidable." Shi Tingzhi was amazed at Jiang Yuebai's playing skills. He didn't expect that he could have such accomplishments at such a young age.

"What do you think, Grandpa Shi? I was right, wasn't I?" Xia Ziyuan looked at Shi Tingzhi "proudly".

Shi Tingzhi was also very clear. Once he said something, it was as good as spilled water. Since he said he would give it to you, he had to do it.

"I'll give you the bamboo flute."