Siheyuan: A master brewer starts with a jar of bone-strengthening wine!

It's not just his voice that's rich and mellow like wine, but also the essence of the song itself. Although it's a newly arranged piece, it carries a sense of the vastness and desolation of ancient poems, as if it were slowly being passed down from a thousand years ago.

Chen Xueru stood there dumbfounded, her mouth agape and her eyes glazed over.

Xu Huizhen swayed slightly behind the counter, her heart feeling as if it had been struck hard by something.

She was fascinated by poetry from a young age, and her favorite poem was Bai Juyi's "The Song of the Pipa," which she often recited softly in the quiet of the night.

And at this moment, she heard the same rhythm and the same soul in this song.

Bang bang bang!

The four little hearts that were originally on her head suddenly jumped up to six!

Liu Dong was still singing, completely unaware of the situation.

As the last note faded, he gazed deeply at Chen Xueru, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Chen Xueru's tears welled up instantly.

"Waaaaah... Liu Dong... I... I'm so... touched..."

She threw herself into his arms and cried like a spoiled child.

Beside her, Elena's eyes also welled up with tears.

Although she couldn't understand the words, she felt the emotions completely.

"Absolutely amazing! You've got it!"

Xu Huizhen casually picked up a wine glass, moved closer to Liu Dong, raised her glass and laughed, "Our little tavern's partner, you've been hiding this talent? Liu Dong, when you sang that song, I felt like I'd stumbled upon an ancient book left by our ancestors—it was just too authentic!"

She stared at Liu Dong, her eyes shining almost too brightly.

Even Chen Xueru couldn't help but mutter to herself: If I keep staring like this, my eyes might stick to his face.

Liu Dong grinned: "I wrote it myself."

It wasn't stolen or robbed—who would believe it if you said it was copied from some big star?

Have Jay Chou and others even heard of him?

I've never even seen one before!

"You wrote this yourself?" Xu Huizhen's eyebrows almost jumped up.

boom!

The little red heart on my head popped up again with a "click," and when I counted, wow, there were seven now.

The admiration in their eyes was almost overflowing.

Just then, Liu Dong felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if he were being watched.

He turned his head sharply, his gaze meeting Cai Quanwu's gloomy eyes in the corner.

Cai Quanwu never expected that he would be caught red-handed just by glaring at someone. He immediately shrank his neck and lowered his head, wishing he could crawl under the table.

The face can be hidden, and the body can also shrink into the shadows.

But the five gleaming axes floating above his forehead—they couldn't be hidden.

Oh……

This kid definitely has ill intentions towards Huizhen.

"Liu Dong, you're amazing!" Chen Xueru grabbed his arm and shook it like a rattle. "What else do you know? You can play the violin, but what about our own erhu? Can you even play it?"

Liu Dong helplessly shrugged: "I can barely manage..."

"Where's the pipa?" she asked immediately.

Liu Dong nodded.

Music had already saturated his talent, making him a perfect 120 out of 100. He could play any instrument in the world with his eyes closed.

Erhu, suona, flute, yangqin—which one isn't easy for him to master?

"That's fantastic!" Chen Xueru jumped for joy. "I'll have someone bring my pipa over right away, and you can play a piece for everyone to see!"

Now things are really going to get interesting; they're really going to be competing with Xu Huizhen.

All you're doing is showing off your violin.

I also have a pipa!

Liu Dong could only smile wryly: "Xue Ru, can I play it for you separately later?"

"No, no!" she pleaded. "The pipa will be here soon, please play a tune, darling, okay..."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Liu Dong surrendered. "Whatever you say, is that alright?"

There's just no way to deal with her.

Will you let me play the pipa?

Why don't we take you home and let you be our pipa? I'll hold you and pluck the strings, and it'll even produce a vibrato.

I'll hold you close, at an angle, and let you turn your hands over and adjust your moods.

How interesting!

Before long, the pipa arrived.

Liu Dong took it without ceremony, flicked his wrist, and the pipa strings rang out.

"Ding ding ding—"

With a few casual flicks, a murderous aura swept over them, as if a thousand troops were trampling across the land.

"Knock knock knock—"

He sat upright, his fingers flying across the keyboard, and a song flowed from his lips.

This voice was already clear and bright, and when combined with the operatic style, the flavor went straight up.

Let alone the shouting on those short video platforms nowadays, it's miles behind.

The entire tavern fell silent instantly.

Dozens of people were crammed into this tiny space, and not a single person coughed.

They were completely captivated; their ears and eyes were completely drawn to the song.

Liu Dong finished singing in one breath, and the last note faded away.

"Snapped!"

Xu Huizhen was the first to clap her hands, and the applause was crisp and clear.

Immediately following, the entire audience responded with a thunderous roar.

Master Niu gave a thumbs up: "Awesome! Liu Dong's level of expertise is definitely that of a cultured person!"

"Oh! Mr. Qi? When did you arrive?"

Only then did Master Niu realize that Qi Baishi had been sitting in the back row at some point.

Swish!

All heads turned in that direction at once.

Qi Baishi slowly stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I've been here for a while, and I didn't say anything because I saw you singing so enthusiastically."

"Xiao Liu's voice is amazing! Let's give him another round of applause!"

He clapped his hands first, and applause erupted again.

Then, he turned to the man beside him and asked, "Brother Wanhua, what do you think?"

The man sitting next to me had fair skin and was around fifty years old. Although he was not young, he was well-maintained, dressed in a sharp suit, and had an extraordinary air about him.

Wan Hua nodded, her voice gentle: "Your skills are profound, far surpassing mine back then."

"Hahaha!" Qi Baishi slapped his thigh with laughter. "Come, come, Xiao Liu, let me introduce you—this is Mr. Wan Hua, Mei Lanfang."

Whoosh—!

Upon hearing the name "Mei Lanfang," the entire room instantly erupted in excitement.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous little tavern would suddenly attract two legendary figures from the old Beijing?

Qi Baishi!

Mei Lanfang!

Today I've hit the jackpot!

"You flatter me, you're too kind!" Liu Dong quickly bowed and said, "You're too kind, senior. My skills are nothing compared to your praise!"

"Haha, hold on, hold on!" Qi Baishi waved his hand. "We're not here to talk about singing today; we're here for your wine!"

"Xiao Liu, bring out your signature vintage wine and let Mr. Wanhua have a taste!"

"Okay!"

Liu Dong went to get the wine himself.

Niu Ye quickly maintained order and cleared out a table for Qi Baishi and Mei Lanfang to sit down.

Liu Dong and Chen Xueru also sat down to keep them company.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!" Mei Lanfang took a sip, his eyebrows dancing with delight. "Brother Baishi is absolutely right. This wine is rich yet not harsh, mellow and with a sweet aftertaste. I have never tasted such a wonderful brew in my entire life!"

"Hehe," Qi Baishi stroked his beard, "Little Liu not only makes good wine, but also medicinal wine. I drank two cups last time, and my backache and legs aren't sore anymore, I even threw away my cane when I go out!"

"Come, come!" He placed the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table. "We can't drink someone else's wine for free! Little Liu, grind the ink!"

"Today I'm giving you five pictures of shrimp!"