Xiao Han remembered that there was a book that recorded a saying from Confucius: A gentleman lives by virtue and good customs. Living means accumulating. Goodness means transforming. Those who speak should drum it up with thunder and moisten it with wind and rain!
Regardless of whether this sentence was said by Confucius, it is not difficult to see the meaning of the sentence: Chinese people have long since evolved the simplest thing of speaking into the most complex art.
It's just a simple statement, but in the eyes of some Chinese people, you have to turn ninety-nine and eighty-one turns to find the final answer from a specious inference, even if the answer is far from the truth!
Before Xiao Han, I hated this so-called art of conversation!
However, when he truly integrated into this society and got used to seeing all kinds of hypocritical faces, he didn't know when he started to look like the person he hated the most.
Perhaps as Yu Qiuyu said: Our history is too long, our strategies are too deep, our tactics are too many, our black boxes are too big, our inside stories are too thick, our words are too greedy, our vision is too complicated, and our predictions are too risky, so we over-conceive everything.
For example, now, Xiao Han really wants to have a frank talk with Feng An.
And Feng An probably also wanted to clear up all misunderstandings with Xiao Han.
But the worries behind the two of them made them like two fools, able to test each other's intentions little by little.
Half a day passed, and the two people tested each other several times. But in the end, no one took advantage, which made both of them a little resentful, and secretly cursed each other as "old fox" and "little fox".
"Hahaha, it's getting late, let's go and have dinner! Xiaohou has come from afar, so he wants to taste the specialties of our little place!"
Seeing that the time outside had reached noon, and seeing everyone's mouths dry, the old fox finally realized his conscience, laughed, stood up, and ordered people to open the banquet, preparing to continue the bickering after dinner.
"Haha, Mr. Feng is polite, but the subordinates are disrespectful." Xiao Han was really tired at this time, and he didn't even bother to be polite, so he just accepted it casually with his hands raised. After all, anyone who says a word will have to look back.
After thinking about it eight hundred times, these brain cells should be exhausted.
"Haha, easy to say, easy to say! I will ask people to serve the food quickly. You guys will wait a moment, and then the meal will begin!" Feng An looked at Xiao Han's tired look, finally showed a touch of pride in his eyes, laughed twice, and then
Go and urge the servants to serve the food quickly.
When Liu Hongji, who had been sitting there all morning, saw Feng An leaving, his originally tight waist immediately collapsed, and he collapsed on the chair: "Tsk, I thought this old guy wanted to kill us with thirst!"
"Shh, be careful what you say in other people's homes." Hearing this, Xiao Han stretched his waist, turned his head and rolled his eyes at Liu Hongji, and whispered: "Maybe they don't give water to guests here!"
"You won't even be given water, how can there be such a rule?"
Liu Hongji didn't believe it! In Guanzhong, let alone a wealthy family, even if you go to a tenant's house, the owner will invite people to drink tea. Even if there is no tea, a ladle of plain water is also a good idea.
"Tch, you don't know this!" Xiao Han said lazily: "Let me tell you, there are many ethnic groups in Lingnan, and there are all kinds of strange rules! For example, the Water Splashing Festival, on this day, people
People take to the streets and throw water at each other, and no one will blame the person who threw the water, and if you look at who gets thrown the most, it shows who is the most popular!"
"Water Splashing Festival? The one who gets splashed the most is the most popular?" Hearing Xiao Han's description, Liu Hongji's eyes began to widen again. After tutting for a long time, he suddenly touched his chin and said with a wicked smile: "Then I can't live here.
Water-splashing Festival? If it happens, I can prepare a few pots of boiling water in advance and chase Feng Angpa by then! He will definitely become a celebrity!"
"Well……"
Xiao Han covered his forehead and couldn't bear to imagine the scene of Feng An having his hair removed from a pig, although he felt that Liu Hongji was more likely to have his hair removed before that!
Chatting and laughing with his brothers, he suddenly relaxed after being nervous all morning. When Manager Hu from the Feng Mansion came over to tell them that the food was ready, Xiao Han realized that his stomach had already growled.
When I got up, my throat felt dry as if it was on fire.
He quickly followed Manager Hu to the restaurant to take a seat. After sitting down, Xiao Han saw at first sight a large bowl of soup in front of him.
I don’t know what was used to cook this soup. It is as clear as white water, but if you smell it carefully, a fresh fragrance comes to your nose.
"Hahaha, you must be hungry! We don't care about so many etiquettes, let's eat first!" Feng An saw Xiao Han licking his lips, stroking his beard and laughing twice, but he didn't want to eat another unappetizing meal.
Before giving a speech, he just waved his hand and started dinner!
I just like the refreshing energy of Lingnan!
Xiao Han still remembers the last time he was invited to Yan Zhitui's place for a meal. As a result, the meal was the same as Xing's. Not only did he have to listen to the old man's verbosity, but he also had to follow the ancient etiquette on what to eat and what chopsticks to use!
Later, before half of the meal was eaten, Xiao Han found an excuse to escape and ran home directly until he gnawed the entire elbow, which was considered to comfort his injured heart.
"Well, this soup is so delicious!"
Since the host said dinner was ready, Xiao Han couldn't be polite. He directly scooped a spoon full of soup and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, a fresh and delicious taste that he had never experienced before instantly filled his mouth, making Xiao Han feel like he was on the other side.
Satisfaction in the cloud!
It stands to reason that Xiao Han himself can be considered a gourmet. Whether it is local delicacies, palace banquets, or even thousand-year-old family recipes, he has eaten them all!
But putting all these aside, the bowl of clear soup in front of him actually gave Xiao Han an illusion that he had only seen in his life. Perhaps the only thing that could compare with it was the puffer fish soup he drank on the edge of the Yellow River!
"Mr. Feng, what kind of soup is this? Why is it so delicious!" After drinking a full spoonful again, Xiao Han took a long breath and asked Feng Ang about the origin of this soup.
"Isn't this soup just an ordinary chicken soup?" Feng An looked at Xiao Han and felt a little puzzled. In the information he saw, the name of Xiao's delicacies was mentioned more than once. How would such a good talker treat a person like this?
Raves over a plain bowl of chicken soup?
"What soup is so delicious? Let me try it!"
On the side, Liu Hongji also noticed something strange about Xiao Han, so he couldn't help but grab his spoon and take a bite for himself.
Unexpectedly, after taking this spoonful, Liu Hongji's eyes lit up, and he smacked his lips and said: "Hey! This soup is really delicious! Compared with this, the previous soup is just like water in the pot!"
"Really or not?" Feng Ang became more and more puzzled when he saw this. He also picked up the spoon and tasted his own portion. However, this is nothing special?
"I'll try yours."
This chapter has been completed!