Evetrona's old stories

Seeing her appearance, Shirley felt it was funny, but also felt an inexplicable sense of frustration: Has this girl not realized that she was being teased?

At this moment, a sharp and loud stringed instrument played from behind the stage, and the unexpected sound made Eve shrink back in fright.

"I'm really not used to the atmosphere on your side." Eve said, "What's going on now, are you going to start singing?"

Before Shirley could answer, the young singer on the stage had already spoken. His voice was so loud that the whole tavern could hear it.

The young man sang a song with a light theme, which Eve had heard before, and the general idea of ​​the lyrics was: There is a place where the houses are made of frosted biscuits, the roads are paved with white chocolate, the rivers flow with wine, the soil in the fields is made of cocoa powder, nougat flies around with wings made of glutinous rice paper, and even the trees planted bear fruit puddings that are always fresh.This place is very far away, but people are still scrambling to find it. Even the laziest person in the world will go to the mountains and mountains for it.

The people on the stage sang vigorously, and the people in the audience beat the time for him, and the atmosphere in the tavern became active.

Today is the final of the singing contest, and the tavern is full of people.

Eve listened for a while, then turned her head and asked Xuelier, "Where's Ye Fei? Where is she hiding?"

"It's behind the table." Shirley replied.Eve looked in the direction she pointed, and saw an excited girl sitting in the far corner, with a pair of horn braids on her head. The braiding technique was Nanfen's masterpiece. At this time, Ye Fei was holding an unknown musical instrument in her hand. Looking at the playing movements, Eve could confirm that the startling sound just now was most likely caused by her.

After the young singer sang a song, he jumped off the stage. According to Shirley, this person was the champion of the singing competition in the first half of the year.

The shop owner with a red face was sitting in the front row. At this time, he stood up and waved to the people behind him. Many people got up from their seats and walked towards the open space in front of the stage. They were drawing lots to decide the order of going on stage tonight.

"We should go up too." Shirley stood up.

"Where are you going? Have you signed up?"

"No, we're going to the second floor. Our seat tonight is on the second floor."

So, the two walked close to the wall towards the stairs on the second floor. At this moment, Eve heard someone shouting from below: "Master Shad, let's do a little bit!"

As soon as the two of them went upstairs, they heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs below, and Ye Fei rushed over.

The table is leaning against the guardrail, and you can see the high platform below when you turn your head. The view is excellent. There are candied fruit and dried fruit on the table. There were two bottles of wine on the table. When Ye Fei came up, she was holding a big brown bottle in her arms.

Seeing the smug smile on Ye Fei's face at this time, it was obvious that this bottle was either cheated or robbed.

"The one playing below is my uncle." Ye Fei couldn't wait to say to Eve as soon as she sat down.

"Is he the one who wrote the song last time?" Eve asked.

"Yes, he will also play that one later." Ye Fei replied.

"I saw you were using that piano just now, what kind of piano is that?"

"It's an improved instrument, which can be regarded as a type of violin." Ye Fei said, "This type of instrument was popular for a while before, but because of its many shortcomings, it was gradually replaced."

"What are the shortcomings? I feel that the effect you played just now is very good."

"You can't tell the flaws, that's because this one was made by my uncle." Ye Fei said this in a proud tone, "He knows all about the instruments of the old era, and the stringed harp is considered an antique. If we talk about history, it's probably hundreds of years..."

"Ye Fei, you don't understand this. The earliest time for wiping a stringed harp can be traced back to the pre-medieval period, which is the early period of the third era." Suddenly, a voice from the next table interrupted her.Eve turned her head and saw a tall and thin man sitting there. This man was wearing a black three-button dress with a tie, which was out of place with the colorfully dressed townspeople present.He smiled and nodded at Eve as a greeting, and then said to Ye Fei, "The ancient violins were actually restored by referring to the written descriptions of the third era."

"Is that true? My uncle never said this..." Ye Fei scratched her head.

"Actually, what you said is not too problematic. You also know that I am not a person who is willing to be serious, but today...to be honest with you, I just wanted to find an opportunity to cut into the conversation between you." The man smiled and said very frankly: "It is a wonderful thing to talk to young girls. Can I go to your table?"

"Do you want to come over? This is the protagonist today, you have to ask her." Ye Fei smiled and pointed at Eve.

"My name is Eleven Yaron, an unknown writer." This is how the man introduced himself.

"Hello, you can call me Eve." Eve looked at this polite man, obviously he knew Ye Fei and the others, so she let go and said to him with a smile: "However, if you want to sit with us, you must show some sincerity."

"What sincerity?" Eleven asked with interest.

Eve originally wanted him to tell a joke and let it go, but Shirley whispered in her ear in a timely manner: "He has money, and he has plenty."

So Eve immediately came up with a new idea, and she said, "Bring us a drink. As for which wine to choose, you can choose."

"Wine? It's easy." The man immediately smiled: "Ye Fei, go down and get the bar, pick what you like, and when it comes to knowing the goods, no one here can match you."

Ye Fei ran away almost immediately. It seemed that this was not the first time when they dealt with this person.

Eleven had only ordered a glass of wine before, and he sat at this table with his own glass.

"The pre-medieval period is a very interesting period. In the nearly 10 centuries before and after, many inventions that can be called works of art were born." Eleven said, "People at that time were very obsessed and persistent with mechanical structures. They hoped that Everything is quantifiable, stable and elegant, ranging from clocks the size of grains of wheat to paddle steamers traveling across the ocean. These exquisite machinery have made a good interpretation of the technology and aesthetics of the pre-medieval period. And musical instruments are no exception. They added keyboards to almost all musical instruments, including but not limited to violins, harps, flutes, horns, gongs and drums, etc. The piano was also born in that era. The clavichord, after a period of development, appeared the clavichord piano with better sound, and then the automatic piano... and finally presented an automatic playing building complex like the ruins of the castle of Villenfonne. "

Just like most men in this era, Eleven felt that if he wanted to win the appreciation of girls, he had to show his erudition as much as possible, but he couldn't speak too deeply, at least let others understand and listen.He continued: "Shad Silins is a very talented person. It is a job that requires mind and patience to portray the printed instruments. He not only does it, but even exerts its utility to the extreme -if there is any disadvantage of the wound violin, that is, the sound is not good enough, and the key noise is also a problem. It can be solved by his ingenuity, I think he may be Cleege ... or the best pianist in Black Yuzhou. "

Eve listened, and kept nodding. When he finished speaking, she asked, "You seem to know these things very well. Is it necessary for writing, or..."

"Miss Eve, you may have misunderstood." Before Eve could finish asking, he smiled and waved his hand: "What I wrote has nothing to do with these things. What you heard me say are all the things Shad has been nagging in my ear since he was in school."

"Are you two classmates?" Eve asked.

"It's an alumnus. At that time, I never expected that I would settle down here." Eleven asked her again, "Listen to my accent, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Is... from the capital?" Eve replied.

"That's right. When I graduated, I wanted to go to the Logos Academy to seek a part-time job. In less than half a year, I accidentally inherited a large amount of inheritance. So I left Bomeng and came here to live a semi-reclusive life. The environment here is good, and I don't have to worry about making a living. This is the perfect writing environment in my mind." He smiled and drank the wine in his glass.

Shirley had already opened the brown belly bottle and poured a glass for everyone, including Ye Fei who hadn't come back yet.

"The wine we drink is sweet wine. If you are not used to drinking it, let Ye Fei come again later." Shirley said.

"It's okay, I don't like to drink too strong wine." Eleven raised his glass and took a sip, then nodded, "This one is very good."

Eve also took a sip.This wine is chilled. As Shirley said, it is a sweet wine with a relatively refreshing taste. If you can describe it as a wine that Eve once drank, it would be a white vermouth with salt and lemon. It has some aromas of wine and herbs, but the alcohol content is slightly higher, and it may have exceeded [-] degrees.Eve looked at the big bottle of wine, feeling slightly worried. Can the four of them really finish drinking such a big bottle tonight?

Just thinking about this, Ye Fei came back, holding an ice water bucket in her arms, and inside it were four small black round bottles. The bottles were not big, and seemed to only have a capacity of two to three hundred milliliters. Looking at this Regarding the size of the bottle, Eve frowned. Generally speaking, the smaller the bottle, the higher the degree, should it be like this?

"The account is all on your head." Ye Fei patted Eleven on the shoulder happily before sitting down.

"What kind of wine is this? This bottle looks like some kind of tincture. Did you go to the pharmacy across the way?" Eleven picked up a small bottle from the barrel and looked at it under the lamp.

"What kind of tincture? This is sparkling wine." Ye Fei drank the wine in her glass as soon as she came back, then wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "The winery wanted to make this kind of wine a long time ago, but there was no suitable bottle, and the craftsmanship was not mature. Now the problem with the bottle seems to be solved, but the wine dregs can't be completely removed, so they haven't planned to put it on the shelves yet."

"How much does this wine sell for?" Eve asked.

"Because the output is very low now, there is no exact price. The main problem is the bottle. This bottle is more expensive than wine, and it will be recycled later."

"If there is no price, how will the money be calculated?" Eleven asked with a smile.

"The owner of the shop and my father are discussing below, saying that they want to kill this big fish like you."

"I have spent a lot of money here with you, so don't scare me away. Let me taste this wine first..." Eleven picked up a bottle of wine, and pulled out the cork mushroom plug vigorously But it didn't work, so I started to twist it.

"Take your time, or it will spray out..." Ye Fei said.

There was a bang, and a cork shot up into the sky. People on the second floor were startled by the sound, and turned to look at Eleven, who was busy dealing with the wine and foam overflowing from the bottle.

The cork flew to the wooden beams on the roof, and bounced into the crowd on the first floor.

"Oops, which shit threw the cork!" someone shouted from below.

Naturally no one will admit it.There was a burst of laughter from upstairs, and someone shouted to the confused people downstairs: "Gohri, lick that stopper and see what kind of wine it is, maybe you can find the original owner!"

"Fuck you!" The man laughed and cursed, and threw the cork back to the second floor with a wave of his hand.

The farce subsided quickly, and Eleven was not interested in the mess he caused. He had already drank a glass of sparkling wine and was savoring the taste of the wine.

"It's really good." He admired, "Sparkling wine...is a very novel taste."

Eve looked at the still bubbling liquid in his glass, but she was thinking about another thing: Will things that have appeared before inevitably appear again in another world line?Just like the wine, like the piano, like the industrial revolution... maybe it's just a coincidence, or it's the fruit of time - when all eyes are gathered in one place, things that are needed and expected It will show up: as Newton and Leibniz are to calculus, Le Verrier and Adams are to Neptune, Einstein, Lorentz, and Poincaré are to relativity... just go far enough and see at the same time There will not be only one Apple person. In the end, there will always be one of the best people who will successfully pick it up with luck and strength.

Song and Wine (Part [-])

After more than three hours, the big brown bottle and the four bottles of sparkling wine were all empty, so Shirley opened another bottle of wine that was already on the table and poured it out to everyone. This bottle was a common dry white wine, and Eleven put it there after taking a sip.

Eve was a little dizzy from drinking, and went to the toilet several times during the period.With her small stature and body, she will never have an advantage in drinking, and she will always be more likely to get drunk than others-it should be like this, but at this time her drinking capacity is as amazing as her appetite. Not drunk enough to pass out.

The state of the four people at this time is not quite the same as usual. Ellivan originally spoke with restraint, but now he started to talk about some sensitive topics, first from the resettlement of refugees in the eastern borderlands to the increasingly complicated relationship between the rich and the poor in the country. Then he talked about the destruction of the great city-state of Yahe in history, and then mentioned the great thinker Wogean who was killed by soldiers at that time and his objective idealism, and then criticized this person Pure thinking and rational arguments, and finally talked about his own writing, about emotions and existentialism... The objects he confides to can't be the two girls Ye Fei and Shirley, but Eve who has been listening to him attentively At this moment, Eve felt a little sleepy, with one arm resting on the table, and she was looking at this excited man with her knuckles on her cheeks, but what she was thinking about was why everyone liked to chat with her.

And Ye Fei's drunken state is obvious, she moved the chair behind Shirley, leaned her head sideways against the railing to watch the performance on the first floor, her hands were still beating Shirley's back, as if she was Beat the beat.Xue Lier was very calm, she was still drinking and eating the snacks on the plate, she didn't look drunk at all, but Eve could see clearly that she drank more than anyone else tonight, but she drank more than anyone else. Sober—this is the strangest thing Eve has encountered since she came to Rozimi Town.

"So, what you're writing isn't a novel?" Eve asked him.

"Of course not! My life is as monotonous as noodles boiled in clear water. How can I write stories... I only write my thoughts. Conservatives say that I am anti-religion and anti-neologosism, so many people scold me, so I simply use different pen names to write. So far, I have more than 20 pen names..." Eleven's face was flushed at this time.

"Maybe that's why you're not famous," Eve said.

"Yes, it's very possible, but I'm a timid person. I'm afraid that others will come to disturb me. I'm afraid of this when writing. I can only use a pseudonym..."

There was applause and cheers from downstairs, and Eve looked back to the first floor, and saw a person standing on the stage, holding a brand new xylophone in his hand, responding to everyone's applause.This person is exactly the young man Eve saw when he first came in. He has successfully won the prizes for the second half of the year and won the first place in the singing competition.

Shirley opened the last bottle of wine and filled everyone's empty wine glasses.Eleven picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but frowned. He asked, "These two bottles obviously look the same, but one is filled with wine and the other is filled with beer. Why?"

"Home-brewed beer, any bottle you can find." Shirley replied.

"I'm not a big fan of beer, so that's fine," Eleven said.

"Me too! It doesn't taste good!" Ye Fei echoed.

Eve picked up the cup and drank half of it, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar bitterness in it.The beer of this era does not have much bubbles, and it is less stimulating. Some honey is added to the wine, which is bitter and sweet, which is a bit weird.The plant hop was originally added to ale as a preservative, but now it has become an indispensable element in beer, and because of this, its other name "hops" is more familiar.

After a while, the crowd in the tavern did not leave because the singing competition was over, but became more lively. There was even an impromptu drama on the stage. The lame and funny dialogue made everyone laugh from time to time. Even Eve was amused by this extremely embarrassing performance.

"Symphony, opera, compared to the self-entertainment of these townspeople, they are all the same in my opinion. The only difference is: one is to last forever, and the other will not be remembered tomorrow morning." Eleven couldn't hold it anymore, and he said this while lying on the table. His voice was so small that only Eve who was sitting next to him could hear him. People will endure pain for success in ten years, a nation can migrate thousands of miles for prosperity in a hundred years, and a city-state can sacrifice its subjects in order to prolong its rule for a thousand years... Then, at present, in front of eternity, is present happiness and happiness really not that important?"

all important.Human beings pursue happiness, human beings need to keep moving forward, human beings need to save themselves, and they must also be responsible for the rise and fall of the species. The individual and the whole are indispensable—this is a very appropriate answer, which weakens the contradictions in it, but would it be too perfunctory to say so?When Eve was thinking about how to answer him, a heavy snoring sounded in her ears.

After sitting like this for a while, Eve actually felt that most of her drunkenness had gone, and her mind was still clear at this time.But what drunk people are most obsessed with is the feeling of floating after alcohol poisoning. She didn't feel very happy, so she poured herself another glass of beer.

"Not enough to drink." Shirley shook the empty wine bottle in front of her eyes, then turned her head to Ye Fei behind her, and said, "Hey, go get some more bottles."

"Go find a buddy, I want to sleep." Ye Fei said lying on the railing.

"Go, go." Shirley stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh around her waist.

Ye Fei groaned twice, but she still stood up and moved to the first floor.

"How long are we going to stay?" Eve glanced at the clock, it was 11:30 in the evening.

"When they have had their fun, they will leave. Generally speaking, some people will leave after an hour or two, but there will always be some people who have to drink and drink until dawn before returning." Shirley asked her again, "Are you bored?"

"No, I'm just surprised that you have such a rich spare time life? There is no such atmosphere in Bomeng. Now even I want to settle here." Eve replied.

"Thank you for the compliment." Shirley smiled, "But this place is not as good as you think. The developed wine industry has brought a lot of drunkards here, and these people will cause trouble if they drink too much. Don't look at the tavern is still friendly now. Maybe someone will fight in the middle of the night. This is already a repertoire of the annual singing competition."

"Is that so? Then I have to stay a little longer."

Ye Fei came back, but she didn't come back alone. She brought a buddy, and this buddy carried a crate on his shoulders, inside which were neatly stacked eight bottles of wine.

"Did you see it? It's all on this person's account." Ye Fei patted Eleven on the shoulder.

At this moment, Eleven was sleeping comfortably on the table, and was patted twice by Ye Fei and hummed twice.

There were applause and cheers again downstairs. A girl in a black gauze dress came onto the stage. A harp and a chair had already been placed on the stage. She sat on the chair and stepped on the pedal of the harp. With her shoulders against the body of the harp, she plucked the strings a few times. She used a slide technique, and the sound sounded very dreamy.

The tavern gradually became quiet.

"Her name is Mo Wei. She's not a local. She's one of my uncle's apprentices. She sings very well. If she competes tonight, there will be nothing wrong with anyone else." Ye Fei introduced to Eve, "But I don't like her very much. She is 27 this year, but she always dresses up like a 17-year-old..."

"Come on, keep your voice down when you say this kind of thing." Eve felt that Ye Fei's current state was not right, so she hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear that she would cause some trouble.

With a sound of "Bo", Shirley beside her got up and opened a bottle of wine. She pulled Raeve's sleeve and said excitedly: "Leave her alone, the two of us must drink all of this tonight."

"You two monsters." Ye Fei pouted, imitating the tone of a child and said, "I'm going down to find my uncle, I won't play with you anymore..."

After speaking, she ran downstairs.

The crisp sound of the piano filled the tavern, and the charming and melodious tone seemed to reverse the atmosphere of the scene at once, turning the noisy tavern into a quiet concert hall, and everyone held their breath at this moment.

The girl named Mo Wei had a fair face, but her cheeks were a little flushed, she seemed to be drinking too, her eyes drooped slightly, and she plucked the strings intently. Everyone listened quietly to this beautiful and slightly cheerful prelude melody, and at a certain moment, her red lips parted slightly, and she began to sing, and the lyrics were roughly like this:

The girl in Heruimo is wearing a gauze skirt, like a white apple blossom in full bloom. She has a pair of pointed ears, a thin waist, a light and flexible body, and she stands on tiptoe and turns around, circle after circle.

Why hasn't that person come yet?Did something happen to him?The singing, the singing is melodious and light.

The girl in Heruimo wears a corolla, like stretched red rose petals. The sun rises slowly, and the dewy flowers embrace her arms. She raises her feet and takes a step, one step after another.

She stood on the mountainside and called out loudly, is it so difficult to meet him?Or, do you want to stop looking at the other side of the river?

The bare feet of the girl in Heruimo are like swaying white lily of the valley flowers. The clear and shallow river flows over her ankles, and the plain skirt has yellow flowers and green moss.

Look, the sun is about to set, shall I go home first?

Standing on tiptoe and turning around, circle after circle, the sun rises, waiting eagerly, but the former lover is not there.

The footsteps are light, the voice is like the sound of nature, the former lover is old.

The sun rises, waiting eagerly, but the former lover is not there...

After the song was sung, there was still no sound in the tavern, until Mo Wei stood up and bowed to the audience, then everyone clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

"The song "The Lovers of He Rui Mo" is still more authentic when sung in Radwi language. The revised lyrics in the Klickin dialect version are very average, and even bad." Elivan woke up at some point, and just sat up straight before criticizing the song. "Of course, that's another story if Miss Mowei sang it."

"You're awake." Eve didn't answer his words, but asked him with a smile: "Ye Fei brought some more wine just now, do you want to continue drinking?"