Lijiang,

Here, the least valuable thing is time, and the most precious thing is sunshine.

Check in at Gucheng Inn, I fell asleep with the bar singing and sobered up with the cicadas and birds. I had a local breakfast, either baked bait blocks or rice noodles.

A new day begins...

I have long heard that Lijiang is known as the capital of romantic encounters, with bars everywhere, DJs and rocks. The more you go in, the more you go, the paradise of folk songs.

I once watched the first season of good songs and liked Wednesday, the middle-aged man holding a guitar, singing word by word.

It is said online that it is just in Lijiang, where a bar is called Jianghu?

It was still early, and I was walking around. When I came to the most famous Sifang Street, there were many hand drum shops on both sides, and my ears were filled with saliva songs. If I had the fate to meet some interesting people in the inn, sang songs, and learned one or two songs, it would be better to come to this soft place.

I bought two bottles of plum wine, and the boss said it was aged for five years. People in Lijiang really like to soak in wine, such as plum wine, rose wine, mulberry wine, and maca wine. It may be due to the generous Naxi people's personality.

It opens directly, and the entrance is sweet and sour. It seems that the wine tastes less severe, but it is actually quite powerful, so it is named Anran Qinghun. The sweet and sourness makes people miss it...

Buy a few cakes, Naxi specialty food, use locally produced fine wheat noodles, Yulong Xueshan Qingquan water and dough, and add sesame, walnut kernels and other seasonings to fry them into golden color.

Salty and sweet, golden color and fragrant. It tastes crispy and delicious with a bite. It is paired with butter tea, and it has endless flavor.

It’s just that if you go around, the so-called ancient water towns in China are basically the same, with increasingly heavy commercialization and fewer primitive folk customs.

I stayed up until the evening and came to the bar street, which was very lively. I searched from Beimenpo to Nanmen Bridge and found that the location of Jianghu Bar was not good, but there were many guests.

After entering the door, I gave the waiter a reward of 200 yuan and asked the waiter to arrange the best position. After ordering the wine, I asked, "Are there any beautiful girls to have a drink with me?"

The waiter took Xia Longsai's five hundred and understood it. He quickly found a sister with some heavy makeup and was not very old.

Sitting next to Johnson with a familiarity, he smiled charmingly, "Handsome guy, the first time I'm here?"

Johnson Chan said casually: "Two Qian has a few glasses of wine with me and will introduce it to me by the way."

"No problem!" The girl smiled happily, and liked to meet the rich, and took the initiative to pour wine. She said familiarly: "Most of the folk bars in Lijiang are fire pits. Simply put, it is a small bar where singers and guests gather around a pond of fire, playing and singing, talking, and having fun."

"After all, relying on tourism to make a living, this form can easily make strange tourists feel warm and friendly. The investment is not big. Even if it is located in a remote location, it can rely on word-of-mouth marketing in the circle of friends, and it is a gathering place for many literary and artistic youths."

"The main thing is to hear original songs from local singers, drink some wine, chat with friends from all over the world, and be as young and handsome as you, many girls..."

Seeing that Johnson was expressionless, he smiled awkwardly. A man with dark skin and tall figure sat in the center of the stage. He lit a cigarette and opened his voice and said, "The mandarin ducks fly together on both sides, and the spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating. I asked the holy monk quietly, is his daughter beautiful? Is his daughter beautiful?"

The original noisy and bustle immediately calmed down, and the deafening voice of tobacco and wine pierced deeply into everyone's heart. This is the legendary Jianghu Bar.

The guests took out their mobile phones to record videos. The lights slowly dimmed, and countless screen lights flashed in the hall, like a deep starry sky, with stars dotted and singing intriguing.

"His name is Xiaosong, the third brother's apprentice!" The girl chuckled: "Someone once described his singing like this: it can stretch his thoughts and make his expression bleak. Many pasts wandering in the dark are coming towards you in the dark. The whole person, from impeccable to sore holes."

Johnson Chan said nothing, his voice was similar to Su Yun, and he had a hoarse charm. He listened gently, and soon a familiar figure appeared, holding a guitar and sitting quietly next to the singer.

Wednesday!

Komatsu sang three songs in a row, and they should be original. After each song, they would be joking about Wednesday when they played the guitar next to them. The other party always had a silly and restrained expression and was not good at speaking.

Johnson took a sip of beer and asked, "Will you not sing on Wednesday?"

The girl was stunned, as if she understood something, and suddenly realized, "So you came for the third brother too?"

"A few years ago, the third brother sang a love letter from a singer. The simple guitar accompaniment was combined with simple lyrics and mixed with strange accents. Is it a bit weird when I opened my mouth? It's not nice but makes people feel very strong inclusion?"

"As a result, the song became popular overnight, perhaps because of the sincere and affectionate lyrics and special accent, perhaps because the singer was serious and nervous, or perhaps because the four mentors turned around and sang Tanya Chua..."

"The stories told by the third brother are all true. His wife is Xuanxuan, and we are all called Sanjie!"

"When I met my third sister-in-law, it was the darkest day in his life. My ex-girlfriend cheated all the money and ran away with other men. So she didn't talk or eat or go out all day, but just practiced the guitar."

"I really can't make it. I plan to go to the plateau, a place where there is a tide, but Komatsu stopped him, so I came to Lijiang. I started singing on the streets and was often bullied and beaten. It was at that time that I met these two brothers in distress."

The girl sighed, stared at Komatsu not far away with inexplicable emotions, and whispered: "I met many friends on that day when I had nothing. Later, everyone decided to open a small bar together. There was also a place when I wanted to cry..."

Johnson was silent and accidentally heard Wednesday's song on TV, and he felt like he was hit in an instant.

My phone has always been kept. Whenever the night is late, I bring my headphones and play them in a loop. I often burst into tears and my whole body is surrounded by loneliness...

"I was so confused that I met Xuanxuan at the age of 30. A girl who ran away from home after knowing him for seven days and was determined to be with him for life."

"On the eve of the decision to elope, my third sister-in-law received a text message: Although I don't have money, as long as I have a bowl of porridge, I will definitely give you half..."

"She was only twenty-two years old back then, and everyone felt crazy. My father cut off her bank card, hid her ID card, and locked her in the house."

"My sister-in-law secretly ran out of the monk and came to Lijiang from Yibin. She had more than a thousand kilometers. She had no mobile phone or money and could only rely on ride-sharing. She had more than fifty hours. She was hungry and had scissors in her arms. She dared not sleep all the way. She didn't eat anything to give her kindly...

I cried all the way until I met my third brother!

"At their wedding, I remember my third sister-in-law said: Some people have known each other for seven decades and some people can be together after seven days..."

Since it is the right person, why should you be reserved, why should you be proud of your face, and why should you pass by him?

"In our eyes, the third brother is a dull man, not romantic at all, and he doesn't even know how to propose. But the only thing he has ever done is to play the guitar and sing songs every day to wake up..."

"On a happy day, the bridesmaids still refused to let the groom come in after receiving the red envelope. They said they had never formally proposed to the marriage before, and they insisted that the groom shouted through the door 100 times. I love you."

"He really shouted honestly, and it was 97 times. As soon as the door opened, the bride's false eyelashes were gone. He said stupidly: Wife, don't cry, you still have three sounds to count.

Kneel on one knee and shouted seriously: Marry me, I love you, Marry me, I love you, Marry me, I love you!"
Chapter completed!