"wish?"
"Yes." At this point, Xiaohua suddenly remembered something, touched her arms, took out a piece of paper, held it in front of Wenxi and asked, "Miss, have you seen this man? He is my mother-in-law's first love. The old lady insisted on seeing him before her death, so she sent me out to find him."
Wen Xi felt that her words did not sound false, so he took it and started reading.
The rice paper used for the portrait has changed color slightly, and it looks like it is quite old. The paper surface is also badly worn, probably because the owner of the portrait often touches it.
The man in the painting is about 20 or 30 years old, carrying a guqin on his back. It is a simple sketch with very crude brushwork. Although it is obvious that it was created by someone who does not know how to paint, it has a rare charm. This is probably the result of the painter's intention. Therefore, even if the painting skills are average, the beloved can be painted vividly.
"How about it, little sister, have you seen this person?"
Wen Xi took a closer look and felt that the person looked familiar. Suddenly, he remembered that the person in the painting was the one Grandpa He was looking for.
"Why, does the young lady know this guy?"
Seeing her strange expression, Xiaohua immediately perked up.
"Xi Qingfeng?"
"Yes, yes, this is the name of the person I'm looking for. Miss, do you know this person?" Xiaohua looked at Wen Xi excitedly.
She didn't know the source, and there was only this portrait and the name, so it was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. She was almost going crazy trying to find the person.
"I don't know him, but an old man I know knows him. They are comrades in arms."
"real?!"
"Yes, but they have been looking for this person in the painting for decades and still can't find him."
"how so?"
"It is said that he disappeared for unknown reasons."
"Is that so..." Xiaohua took back the painting with great disappointment.
"Xiaohua, what are you still dawdling about here? The guests from the hotel across the street are urging us to come back!" someone came out of the restaurant and shouted.
"Oh, I see. I'll go right away!"
Xiaohua quickly responded and hurriedly slipped a note into Wenxi's hand: "I'm leaving first, little sister. Here's my phone number. If you have any news about Grandpa Xi, please let me know. I will definitely reward you handsomely."
After saying that, the man ran away with the delivery bag on his back.
Wen Xi glanced at the crooked numbers on the note, stuffed it into her bag, and walked towards the dining area, not taking it seriously.
Regardless of whether the old man is still alive, even if he is, the chance of meeting him in such a vast crowd is too low.
Wenxi followed the sign to the dining area. There weren't many customers dining there, probably because the restaurant had just opened.
It was her first time trying hot pot alone, and she was curious about everything.
The decoration of the store is mostly made of wood, with a forest style. The dining areas are all separated by a room, like desks in an office building.
Wenxi randomly chose a seat, which was just enough for one person. Opposite was a wall with a window-like hole connecting to the kitchen. A retractable bamboo curtain was hung on the hole. When the dishes were served and ordered, the waiter would roll up the curtain and then lower it so as not to disturb the guests' meal. If necessary, you could pull the rope and the waiter would immediately roll up the bamboo curtain to serve you.
It's quite fun, the food and service are good, but the price is a bit expensive.
Wen Xi ate slowly and leisurely. Xiaohua had brought the food back without her knowing and became her exclusive waiter behind the curtain.
They delivered food and snacks, and their attentive attitude was far superior to the service at some other restaurants.
Before leaving, he gave her a packet of hot pot base and mysteriously and enthusiastically stuffed the small medicine bottle into the gift bag.
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