Perhaps it was because of some of the ancestors of China who were still alive, Su Hang thought so in his heart.

"First find a place to live!"

Su Hang said, since his soul guided him to come here, there must be something special here. Su Hang was not in a hurry, so he found a hotel in the city and found a restaurant to have some food.

This city is not big and the buildings are very old. It should be a while ago. There is a restaurant in the north of the city. Su Hang sat on the third floor and by the window. Looking at the low tiled houses outside, they are lined up one after another, with a bit of ancient style and charm. The scenery is good, and it feels like traveling through ancient China.

"Brother, does our Spring City have any origin?" Su Hang asked casually while the waiter served the dishes.

The second brother took out a plate of sauce duck from the dining plate and placed it on the table. Hearing this, he looked up at Su Hang, "The origin? I don't know what the guest said?"

This question asked Su Hang, thought for a while, and smiled, "When was this spring city built? Who built it? How many years has it been?"

When the little brother heard this, he scratched his head and looked embarrassed, "Guest, you are stumping me. I really don't know what you asked. Since the villain was born, this city has been here. The villain is shallow in his knowledge, I'm really sorry!"

After saying that, he was about to retreat. Su Hang didn't make things difficult for him. He took out a ingot of silver and threw it to him, which was a thank you.

The second brother held the silver ingot in his hand, and was full of relationships. He didn't want to meet such a generous customer. He was short of people and didn't answer the questions asked by others. Instead, he got the benefits. He was really a bit disgusted.

At that moment, the little brother pointed to the corner next to him, "Did the guest see that person?"

Su Hang looked over and saw an old man sitting in the corner, holding a erhu in his hand, holding a erhu in his hand, and holding a twelfth-year-old girl standing next to him, singing a song in response to the twelfth and singing.

The song is not very nice, but it feels a little sad when you hear it. Su Hang has seen many folk artists like this, and it is not uncommon.

The younger brother said, "That old man was once a lecturer in the city school. He is very knowledgeable. He knows everything from all over the world. He must know more than us servants. What customers want to ask, just ask him!"

Su Hang nodded slightly. The young man got the silver ration and happily took the plate and stepped back.

After the little girl finished singing a song, the guest opposite gave some rewards. Then, Su Hang clapped and clapped, "What a good song, old man, how about coming here to play a song for me?"

The old man looked up at Su Hang, and there was another new customer ordering song. He was naturally happy. He immediately took his little granddaughter and stood up and walked towards Su Hang.

He dragged a bench and sat down next to Su Hang. The old man didn't speak, and the little girl said, "What song does the guest want to hear?"

The eyes are lively and have a bit of charm and lively, but they also have mature things that people of their peers should not be. At the age of twelve or thirteen, it is time to have fun, but it is really not easy to go out and sing and make a living.

"Whatever!" Su Hang said, then took out a ingot of silver and placed it on the corner of the table.

When the little girl saw Yinzi, her eyes lit up. She was about to reach out to get it, but was pulled by the old man next to her.

The old man still didn't say anything. The little girl suppressed the urge to reach out to hold the silver and looked at Su Hangdao, "I heard from the guest's accent, it should not be a local. I must have come from afar, so I will sing a song "Far Away" to the guest!"

"Far from afar?" Su Hang paused, nodded and smiled, "Good mood, let's just be this song!"

It doesn't matter what you hear, but what's important is that he wants to find an excuse to talk to the old man.

The old man had already pulled the erhu away. The erhu's voice was shrill, with a little sorrow, and the little girl's gentle voice turned around and looked into the distance. The artistic conception was really good.

The little tunes of the Nong are mostly rural local music, and Su Hang doesn't quite understand what she is singing, but Su Hang can hear something from the old man's song.

"What a good song!" Whether it's good or not, just a song, Su Hang praised it and turned his eyes to the old man, "Sir, although the scenery of this song is far away, it is a bit angry in the sadness. I wonder if I heard it wrong?"

The old man looked up at Su Hang, but he didn't answer Su Hang's words.

At this time, the little girl put away the silver on the table. Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassed, she said to Su Hangdao, "Grandpa, he hasn't spoken for a long time, so please forgive me!"

Upon hearing this, Su Hang looked at the little girl in surprise, "Why is this?"

Judging from what the little girl said, the old man should not be a mute, and he didn't speak for a long time, which is a bit strange.

The little girl said, "Grandpa said that disaster comes from the mouth. If you say too much and make too many mistakes, you won't say it!"

Speaking of this, the old man next to him seemed to be wary. He raised his erhu and got up and wanted to take the little girl away.

After spending a ingot of silver, Su Hang could not let him go. He said, "Sir is a strange man. To be honest, when I first came here, I am not familiar with this place. I heard from the waiter that Mr. is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and I hope I can get some guidance!"

The old man paused. After hearing what Su Hang said, he was even more worried about causing trouble.

"Click!"

Without saying a word, Su Hang took out two ingots of gold and placed them directly on the table.

When the little girl saw this, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly grabbed the old man. This was gold, much more expensive than silver. Their grandfather and grandson were afraid that they would not be able to earn so much even if they sang a small song for a lifetime.

When the old man saw the two ingots of gold, he was obviously a little motivated. After all, how many people can not be moved by such a huge amount of wealth?

Su Hang smiled and it seemed that this was not a master who regarded money as dirt. He said immediately, "I think you grandfather and grandson have not eaten yet. I am worried that there is no one to accompany you, so why not sit down and eat? Just make friends!"

The old man hesitated a little!

"Grandpa!" The granddaughter next to him couldn't resist the temptation and reached out to pull the old man's sleeve.

The old man finally couldn't bear it, so he put the erhu in his hand to the table and took the little girl to sit down.

Su Hang looked at the old man, not mute, but he kept silent. He was indeed a weird man, which aroused Su Hang's curiosity. I guess he had something happened to this old man!

The old man was not polite, and directly moved his chopsticks and did not treat himself as an outsider at all. However, the little girl's eyes were always above the two ingots of gold.
Chapter completed!