From Erhai to Dali Ancient City, every town has a bus that runs specifically there.
It wasn't like the big buses like the ones in said city, it was one of those teeny tiny buses from the early days.
At the moment, the woman and Lu Mingchu were driving the B&B's pickup truck on the road to Dali Old Town.
Along the way, there were large tracts of farmland, and high-rise buildings were not to be seen here.
Lu Mingchu rolled down the window, "Listen to a song?"
"As you wish." The woman squinted lazily, leaning on the passenger seat cushion, drowsy, really no desire to talk.
Lu Mingchu squinted at her.
The wind blew in through the car window, and her waist-length black hair got in the way.
Her hair was blown a little messy, a strand of frontal hair, hanging down to her ear, the man stretched out his slender fingertips and leaned up.
The cold touch of the woman's cheeks came, suddenly opened her drowsy eyes, slightly alert: "Do what?"
"Messy hair." He smiled, only pretending not to see the caution in her eyes, his slender fingers quickly swept up the hair that had fallen out of her face and gave it to her behind her ear.
"Splat~" another slap landed unceremoniously on the back of Lu Mingchu's fair hand.
"Hiss ~" this woman!
The shade under Lu Mingchu's eyes surfaced, but the next moment, his face was aggravated, "Boss~ You're so unkind. I'm just looking at your hair messed up. It's a smooth hand~"
Shun hand?
The woman looked coldly, "Does Mr. Lu just like to move his hands?"
She was annoyed, this was clearly a denizen.
"Uh ... me that what ..." the man wanted to say.
The woman half raised her eyebrows, "That what?"
"It's ... OCD ah." Lu Mingchu said out, handsome face, but also flashed a blush, this look, see the woman on the passenger seat a silence ...
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) ... Then you really can't blame him.
Another look at the man next to ... this blushing look, and eyes full of aggression, but also really, does not seem to say false.
Maybe ... wrongly blame him?
The woman was silent for a while before saying, "Drive well."
Lu Mingchu turned his head when, the corner of the lips slightly upward, narrow phoenix eyes are some pleasure to squint up.
After this all the way, no more words, the car only that purple fireworks in the constant cycle of repetition.
I don't know how Lu Mingchu can stand this kind of woman only love to listen to the song, anyway, this car, only this one song, can listen to.
According to the navigation go, about an hour, finally arrived at the Dali ancient city.
Before the woman got off, there are words in advance: "Mr. Lu, first of all, my legs are not very good, walk not fast. If you still insist that I accompany you to pick out a gift, then you may have to accommodate my legs.
Of course, if you change your mind, then I can also make a call right now to an acquaintance who does business in the ancient city, so that he can accompany Mr. Lu ...."
Without waiting for her words to finish, Lu Mingchu waved his hand, "No need for anyone else, I want you."
When these words came out, both of them froze for a moment.
The woman oddly glanced at the man in front of her, while the latter, Lu Mingchu quickly reacted and laughed: "Boss, it's you who said to send me a gift, and it's not your acquaintance."
A sentence that sort of eases the embarrassment brought about by the sentence just now.
Since the last time he asked the woman's name, he didn't get any result, Lu Mingchu also stopped asking, and kept calling "boss" and "boss".
The woman also seems to be used to it.
A tea store, in the ancient city of the alley, the location is not particularly good, Lu Mingchu followed the woman behind the same step, walking very slowly, but at the end of the alley, see this hidden in the city of the small store.
It was very interesting, entering the door, ancient colors.
"Take a look, if there's nothing you like in this store, we'll go to another store."
After she finished speaking, she found a rattan chair and sat down.
The owner of the store brought fresh tea, "Why haven't you come to sit with me for so long?"
She picked up the cup and took a sip without being rusty, "Your tea is the best." Without answering, she looked at the boss who had just walked in.
"If you like it, when you go back, I'll bring you a pot." The owner of the tea set store was a woman in her thirties, they had known each other since three years ago and sympathized with each other.
Lu Mingchu appeared to be picking out tea sets, but she kept an eye on Jane Tong out of the corner of her eye.
"Any favorites?" The woman notices Lu Mingchu's gaze over, puts down the tea cup and asks to Lu Mingchu.
"Yes," Lu Mingchu reached out and pointed to the Bo Gu Shelf, "I want this set."
The woman and the tea set store owner looked over at the same time, slightly stunned.
The tea set store owner said meaningfully, "This gentleman is really good at picking."
The woman on the side was silent for a while before she raised her head, shook her head at Lu Mingchu, and said slowly, "That set won't do."
Lu Mingchu tasted something different and half raised his eyebrows, "What about the reason?"
The woman is silent.
The female owner of the tea set store on the side smiled, "That set of tea sets is not exquisite. How about choosing a new set?"
"I want this set." Lu Mingchu narrowed his eyes and smiled at this moment.
"You want that set no matter what?" The female owner of the tea set store put away her smile and was surprisingly a bit serious.
Lu Mingchu did not immediately answer, but his black eyes moved inch by inch to the silent woman beside the female boss.... That set of tea sets, he can certainly see that the craftsmanship is rough. In this crowd of tea sets, this set is the most conspicuous, because only it is the most rough.
It was originally chosen at random.
But the reaction between these two women was really interesting.
"I only want this set no matter what." Lu Mingchu's line of sight, glued to the silent woman sitting on the rattan chair, while answering the lady boss's question.
"It's not like it's exquisite."
"I like it."
The female boss suddenly laughed, the seriousness on her face swept away, stood up, her tall figure in a modified cheongsam, walked towards Lu Mingchu in style, her plain white hand, took down the set of tea set from the Bo Gu Shelf:
"It's very expensive."
When handing it to Lu Mingchu, the lady boss smiled and joked.
"I like it."
Saying that, she took the initiative to pull out her wallet.
A rustling and pulling sound rang out from the side, and a hand suddenly reached out from the slant: "I'll do it. Said I'll give it away."
The female boss first glanced at the woman who hurriedly walked over despite the inconvenience of her legs and feet, and then looked up to Lu Mingchu, the man in front of him, the man with a lofty appearance and an extraordinary demeanor, the female boss smiled shallowly revealing a tiger's tooth, and her finger moved from the money that Lu Mingchu had pulled out to the money that was in the hands of the woman on the side.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief.
But ...
Suddenly all of a sudden, the female boss's green onion-white fingertips, quickly moved to Lu Mingchu's direction again, quickly snatched the money from his hands, and did not count how much.
Without giving anyone a chance to react, he handed the tea set to Lu Mingchu quickly, "This is yours."
The woman at the side, froze.
Looking at the female boss, she opened her mouth, wanting to speak.
Between the female boss's eyes looking around, she walked to the counter and bent down to seemingly pick up something, "This gentleman this is for you."
Lu Mingchu took it smoothly, but out of the corner of his eye, he swept a small line of neatly written words on the business card, and his black eyes flashed with precision.
"What is it?" The woman didn't see what the female boss handed Lu Mingchu, and somewhat suspiciously reached her head to look at it.
"Nothing, business card. She wants to do my business only." Lu Mingchu held it in his large palm and retracted it into his pocket without moving.
When the two of them left the store, Lu Mingchu said, "Wait for me here for a while, I'll put the tea set back in the car."
After putting the tea set in the car, Lu Mingchu pulled out the business card in his pocket, and a line of small words jumped out at him:
What you bought away is a tea set with a story. The tea set was handmade by the owner of the Memory Residence, and it's ugly as hell.
About its story, if you are interested in knowing, call this number.