Chapter 422: Huaxia Guzheng VS Western Piano

The first layer of food boxes is filled with eight peony flower-like dumplings, Zhu Xiaomeng smiled and said, "This is a crab roe dumpling, I haven't made it for a long time, and the craftsmanship is a little rusty, I hope Mr. Jessica doesn't mind." ”

Jessica smiled and nodded to Zhu Xiaomeng to express her gratitude, and then opened the second layer of food box.

"This is lotus root flour osmanthus cake. ”

The eight pieces of pastry are golden yellow, exuding a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the third layer is a small plum blossom cake, which is arranged in the shape of a plum blossom.

The guests present were all amazed by Zhu Xiaomeng's cooking skills, but in the face of everyone's praise, Zhu Xiaomeng only responded lightly, giving people the feeling that it was polite with a touch of arrogance.

As soon as Jessica put the food box away, the butler came over and told him that it was time to eat, and everyone went to the dining room.

Seriously, Jessica's dinner this time is not a sumptuous one, but with Zhu Xiaomeng's pastry in front of Zhuyu, all the delicacies are overshadowed.

The only thing that can make everyone feel that this meal is meaningful is the conversation of the Zhu brothers and sisters, whether it is astronomy and geography, or history and humanities, the two brothers and sisters can use the most incisive language to summarize the results of everyone's discussion.

Coupled with their noble temperament, everyone had the feeling of dining with the royal family, but they ignored the master.

These guests are all well-known villagers in Merfa Village, but they really haven't met a few characters like the Zhu family brothers and sisters.

In the UK, you must not associate a village with words like poverty or peasants, otherwise you will be slapped in the face by the minute, and it will hurt a lot.

Take Jessica's home as an example, well, maybe it can't be simply called a villa, it should be called a manor, and the so-called villa is just a corner of this manor.

But even this corner covers an area of more than one acre, and in the manor, there is a small orchard, as well as a vegetable garden.

Men may go to the smoking room to smoke, while women can take a break in the lounge for a little chat, or go to the recreation room to play the piano and sing songs.

Seeing that Zhu Xiaomeng alone attracted the attention of all the men, of course the ladies were a little unconvinced, and after a young lady finished playing a very good piano, everyone unanimously pointed the finger at Zhu Xiaomeng, who was resting quietly on the side.

The men were attracted by the voices of the women, and they heard Zhu Xiaomeng say apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't play the piano." ”

As soon as the ladies heard this, they immediately seemed to have won a war, and they were all triumphant and sneering, although they were all more restrained and did not say anything too ugly, but it was also very uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mingjie snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "The piano is just my sister's toy when she was a child, and my sister is good at the guzheng, the king of Chinese musical instruments." ”

"Brother, don't say it, I'm a little tired, let's go back first!" Zhu Xiaomeng obviously didn't want Zhu Mingjie's anger to show in front of everyone, at least they were now guests at someone else's house, so they couldn't be too rude anyway.

But Zhu Mingjie refused to give up, and said coldly, "I want them to apologize to you for their rudeness, no one can bully you like this." ”

Seeing that things were going to make a big deal, Jessica had no choice but to come forward to play a round, "Mr. Zhu, I don't think they mean to look down on Ling Mei, they just think that a noble person like Miss Zhu shouldn't be able to play the piano." ”

Who knew that it was okay if he didn't say it, but when he said it, Zhu Mingjie was even more angry, and said directly and mercilessly, "What is the piano? It is also string music, and the expressiveness of the twenty-one strings of the guzheng is stronger than the eighty-eight keys of the piano, and it is more difficult to play." ”

"It's just that you people are lonely and don't understand anything, and some short-sighted people dare to stand here and laugh at others?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, after all, the piano was invented by them Westerners, but at this moment it was so belittled by an Oriental, they were naturally dissatisfied, and they clamored for Zhu Mingjie to apologize.

Seeing the scene become like this, Zhu Xiaomeng smiled helplessly at Jessica, and said softly, "Mr. Jessica, I think so! You send someone to my house, bring my guzheng over, and I will play a song for everyone on the spot, so I will make amends for everyone!"

Jessica also felt that this was the best solution, and immediately sent a waiter to Zhu's house to fetch the zither.

When everyone heard Zhu Xiaomeng say this, their voices became quieter, and only Zhu Mingjie was still standing beside Zhu Xiaomeng angrily.

Zhu Xiaomeng held his hand and said something in his ear, so that his face looked better.

After a while, the waiter sent by Jessica returned to the entertainment room with two pianos, one large and one small, on his shoulders, Zhu Xiaomeng frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Why did you bring my brother's guqin too?" Didn't I say that you only need to bring my guzheng here?"

"This ...... This ......"

The waiter who went to fetch the piano looked at Zhu Mingjie and said, "Your bodyguard asked me why I wanted to take the piano, and I told him the reason, and he seemed to be very angry and slapped him...... I slammed a table, and then he asked me to bring the piano too, and said...... Say ......"

"What did you say?" asked Jessica impatiently.

Seeing this, the waiter finally said his words, "He said that he wanted us foreign devils to open our eyes and see the broad and profound Chinese culture." ”

Hearing this, the faces of the "foreign devils" present turned green, and they were so angry that they almost rushed up to beat the unlucky waiter.

Only the Zhu brothers and sisters sat leisurely on the sofa smiling, and Zhu Mingjie still said something in Zhu Xiaomeng's ear from time to time, completely ignoring everyone's anger.

Seeing that she couldn't calm the anger, Jessica had no choice but to walk up to the Zhu family brothers and sisters, and said cautiously, "Mr. Zhu, Miss Zhu, look at this ......"

Zhu Xiaomeng gently patted the back of Zhu Mingjie's hand, stood up, walked to the guzheng with a smile, skillfully put on the tortoiseshell nails, and then took a deep breath.

Everyone also quieted down, although they still had disdain on their faces, but when they saw the guzheng in front of Zhu Xiaomeng, the novelty still prevailed, and they really wanted to see the king of musical instruments in Huaxia.

Zhu Xiaomeng glanced around at everyone, smiled, his right hand gently stroked the strings, and a string of smooth notes slipped out of the strings, it does not have seven complete scales like a piano, each scale has only five notes, but it is precisely in this way that it constitutes a unique oriental charm.

As Zhu Xiaomeng's fingers pinched or kneaded, shook or trembled on the zither, a beautiful oriental picture scroll gradually appeared in front of everyone.

The light rain of early spring gently washes the dust from the roofs of the old town, and the willow trees spit out new shoots and gently shake in the gentle spring breeze.

Under their twigs, two friends were sitting at the stone table under the tree, it seemed that they were about to separate, although the wine was in front of them, but they were just looking at the surrounding scenery in a daze, their eyes full of reluctance.

The sad mood in the piano sound infects everyone, the whole piece is simple and smooth, and the feeling of grief and parting is full of it, and even reminds everyone of some old friends who have not seen each other for a long time.

As soon as the song ended, I heard Zhu Xiaomeng's voice with a faint sadness, and gently recited, "Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. ”

When she chanted the last sentence, everyone saw the tears flashing in her eyes, and it seemed that she was playing with feelings!