"Seller, can I ask the shopkeeper when this restaurant was opened? Why haven't I seen it a few months ago?"
"Haha, I just opened this small shop this month. I sell some mixed wine brewed from wild fruits picked in the mountains, and I can barely make a living." A hoarse voice came from the restaurant's mouth, as if his vocal cords were torn.
Live the same.
Although he calls himself an old man, he looks like a middle-aged man in this restaurant.
"That's it." The caravan leader said as he walked into the hut and looked at the layout of the house.
Although simple, the layout of the house is orderly and not cluttered. There is also an animal skin hanging on one wall of the house.
Looking at the wooden shelf, I saw a small square box out of the wine jar. The texture didn't look like an ordinary box.
However, the leader of the caravan didn't pay attention. He just pretended not to care and touched the wooden shelf and wine jar, then walked out and sat down against the wooden table.
There is no accumulation of dust, which proves that the house and wooden table are wiped and cleaned regularly.
At least from the details known so far, it doesn't look like a black shop.
All the little moves of the caravan leader were seen by the stooped restaurant owner.
"It just so happens that we are thirsty all the way here, so we asked the restaurant to bring a jar of wine and let us taste the wine brewed from this wild fruit."
"Okay, guests, wait a moment."
Not long after, the restaurant came out with a jar of wine, and then brought six earthen bowls.
"If your guests would like some food to go with your wine, I also have some wild vegetables that I picked yesterday."
The caravan leader smiled and shook his head, and the restaurant stepped aside knowingly.
When I opened the wine jar, there was a smell of wine, but it was very light.
One of the guards took the lead in pouring half a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. The others watched his reaction silently.
"How?" a guard asked.
The guard felt it carefully, stretched out his head and said to the restaurant with a smile, "Restaurant, I'm afraid your wine will have to be brewed for another three to five years before it tastes good."
Everyone knew as soon as they heard that the wine was fine, but it tasted ordinary and looked more like water to them.
"Any other questions?" the caravan leader asked in a low voice.
The drunk guard shook his head. He did not feel the slightest discomfort, let alone any signs of poisoning.
The leader of the caravan nodded, and he already had a rough evaluation of this wine shop in his mind.
Safe, but not very practical for the [Business Alliance], but there is no need for him to worry about a more specific evaluation.
The leader of the caravan was about to get up and come to Shuli's carriage to report the situation to Shuli, but he happened to see Shuli getting off the carriage.
The group of people hurriedly saluted respectfully,
"Young Master."
Shu Li gave a soft "hmm", then came to the wine jar, looked at the impurity-filled wine in the jar, and then walked towards the hut.
At first, Shuli didn't pay much attention to the stooped bartender. At most, she looked at him a few times because of his hoarse voice, and then stopped paying attention to him.
But Qinghe told her that the stooped restaurant owner was not as ordinary as he seemed.
This aroused Shuli's curiosity.
To be honest, just looking at the appearance and performance, she really didn't see the specialness of that restaurant, nor did she think there was anything unusual about it.
Of course, this was just a conclusion that Shuli came to subconsciously after taking a few glances at the beginning.
But now, Shuli agrees with Qinghe's view.
Seeing Shu Li approaching, the restaurant owner raised his head and glanced at Shu Li, then quickly lowered his head.
I don't know why, but he felt flustered and a little nervous?
It turned out that the person sitting in that carriage was actually such a beautiful woman, and judging from the attitude of others towards her, her status was definitely extraordinary.
Shuli kept paying attention to the restaurant with her peripheral vision, but she saw him glance at her and move aside.
Shuli was confused and didn't know what he meant.
Then Shuli walked into the hut, originally just taking a look around, until Shuli saw a small wooden box placed on the wooden shelf.
"This is." Shuli murmured.
It was a pentagonal wooden box with a red appearance. It looked ordinary but had strange patterns.
"Haha, is this girl interested in the old man's wooden box?" A hoarse voice sounded from behind Shuli.
When I turned around, I realized that the restaurant owner had entered the house at some point.
Shu Li glanced at the wooden box indifferently and said, "It doesn't look good at all, I just thought it was a bit unique, so I took a few more glances."
An inexplicable smile appeared under the bartender's hunched head, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. When he raised his head, there was only a smile, which was strangely gone.
"If the girl likes it, it's not impossible to give it to her."
inside the carriage
Shuli played with the wooden box with a special pattern in her hand.
Although Shuli expressed his refusal, in the end the restaurant insisted on giving the wooden box to Shuli.
This made Shu Li somewhat confused.
They only met by chance, and they didn't even speak more than ten sentences. This gift made Shuli feel very strange.
Feel the pattern on the surface of the wooden box.
The dark red wooden box has a simple texture, as if it has experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes and decay, and has a low-key elegance.
Suddenly, Shuli, who was holding the wooden box, felt as if she had pressed something.
Turning the wooden box over and taking a closer look, it turned out that Shuli had just fiddled with one of the patterns, causing a break in the original continuous pattern.
Is it possible that permutations and combinations are needed?
Shuli thought carefully and turned the wooden box over following the direction of the pattern.
"Little girl, how long have you been staring at this box? Is it so beautiful?"
"Don't talk yet."
Chi You seemed to complain again and again, but finally chose to shut up. It was not like he was locked up in a dark room anymore.
Shuli turned the wooden box around and looked at all the patterns.
Shuli discovered that all patterns can be pressed up and down. From top to bottom, they can be pressed up to five times. In other words, the patterns have five positions where they can stay.
At first, Shuli thought it was to arrange all the patterns together continuously.
But after that, Shuli suddenly thought of her senior brother, and then she thought of the music score.
If the five positions that can be dialed correspond to the five tones of Chenggong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, and the length of the pattern corresponds to Huangzhong, Dalu, Taicu, Jiazhong, Guxi, Zhonglu, and Ruibin,
Lin Zhong, Yi Ze, Nan Lu, Wu She, Ying Zhong's twelve laws.
Therefore, it is necessary to arrange these patterns into a piece of music in order to know the secrets that this wooden box may hide.
But since the Spring and Autumn Period, the world has been passed down for thousands of years, and each country has had so many pieces of music that Shuli didn't know how to arrange them into a piece.
After counting several times, this small wooden box has a total of forty-six patterns that can be pressed.
Question: There are forty-six patterns and five toggle modes. Add the two together, how many arrangements are there in total?
Answer: You may not be able to try them all if you don’t eat or drink for a lifetime.
Shuli threw the wooden box aside.
Forget it, destroy it.
Without clues and relying solely on exhaustive methods, there is no hope in this life.
So the store owner gave this wooden box to her because he wanted her to help unlock the secrets inside?
If you think about it this way, they will probably meet again soon.
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