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Chapter 253: Uncle of the Suzhou Literary Circle

 There is little free space in the ancient palace, but there are many water lanes and small bridges. Water chestnuts are sold in the night market, and Qiluo is carried on spring boats.

Gusu City was originally the most wealthy and romantic place in the world. The waterways in the city are crisscrossed, the houses are connected, and the shop signs are as bright as clouds and brocade. It is not only a land of wealth and prosperity, but also a place of economic development.

A red lacquer cruise ship sets off from Shantang River and heads leisurely towards Taihu Lake.

The two old men who have returned to their hometowns are now over seventy years old. In addition, the book lover cherishes his reputation, so there is no "girls' school book" on the cruise ship, and the company of "Qingyin female guests" is indispensable.
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The south of the Yangtze River is prosperous and there are many people enjoying themselves. It is normal to hold banquets on cruise ships, so the dishes on board are getting richer and richer.

Banquets at Wumen in Suzhou usually start with four cold dishes and wine dishes, followed by a variety of hot and stir-fried dishes, with a number of exquisite snacks in between, and finally four main dishes, which often use fish as the base, in order to have "more than enough".

Geely oral color.

What is particularly outstanding among them are the exquisite snacks mixed in between the various dishes. Although they are embellished snacks, they are extremely exquisite and exquisitely made. They are called "Gusu boat snacks".

Knead the corn starch and ground flour into a dough, fill it with sweet bean paste, jujube paste, sesame seeds, etc., and knead it into flowers, plants, insects, birds, and animals, all of which are vivid, then put them in a steamer to steam, and apply sesame oil when they come out of the steamer.

.It has both the beauty of viewing and the taste of food.

When Jia Lian was in Rongguo Mansion, he had also seen various small noodle fruits fried in butter made in his own small kitchen, and they were also very exquisite. But compared with this kind of Gusu boat pastry, the fried things were a bit greasy after all, and he couldn't help but

Admired.

As the saying goes, "Three generations of officials only know how to dress and eat." If the first generation conquers the country, future generations will naturally enjoy it.

Jia Lian is the fourth generation direct descendant of Rong Guogong. He was born in wealth and grew up in wealth. His mouth becomes more and more tricky as he eats, and his tongue becomes more and more clever as he eats. He naturally demands for excellence and his taste becomes higher and higher as he eats. How can he put ordinary food in his eyes?

Where?

Now that it can be praised by him, it can be seen that this dish is really exquisite and delicious.

Coincidentally, the cook on the ship was brought by Mr. Luan Lin, Mr. Luan. When Mr. Luan saw that his dishes were highly praised by the descendants of Rong Guogong, he felt even more proud. He also saw that the young man could not speak well.

I love it more and more.

The other Yao Qianzhi, Mr. Yao, is more calm in nature, but he has other ideas in his heart.

When he first became an official fifty-eight years ago, Jia Lian's great-grandfather Jia Yuan was still alive. He was an extremely humble, kind and steady man, and was very prestigious in the court. Later, Mr. Yao and Jia Lian's grandfather Jia Daishan served in the same court.

Although Dai Shangong, an official, did not take the imperial examination because of his father's meritorious service, he was also a gentleman of good conduct.

But when it comes to Jia Daishan's sons, haha, "Han Feizi" says: A gentleman does not hide the beauty of others, and does not talk about the evil of others.

Before Mr. Yao took up his official post and returned to his hometown, he had already heard about the virtues of the descendants of the two Dukes Rong and Ning, which were already "indescribable".

The Jia Lian in front of me didn't study, he didn't take the imperial examination, he was rich and didn't know how to enjoy his career, he was stupid and afraid of reading, and he was born with a good skin, but he was afraid that his belly would be full of recklessness.

What Mr. Yao has never figured out is that Mr. Shuyou, who is knowledgeable about the past and the present, has extraordinary knowledge, and is famous all over the world, why is he so fond of Jia Lian that he is willing to treat him as an equal?

What does it mean to know how to eat, drink, and enjoy yourself?

Mr. Yao wanted to investigate Jia Lian, so he began to compose a poem:

"After ten years of dust, it turns into a clean stream.

Mountains and people meet each other, and the sky and water float together.

The setting sun sets over Yupu in the evening, and the sun sets over the orange groves in autumn.

The beauty of faith is still in our land, how can we keep it as much as possible?"

After chanting, he turned to Jia Lian and smiled:

"With such beautiful lakes and mountains, wouldn't it be a pity that there are no chants?"

Jia Lian generously raised his hand:

"I'm so elegant, but it's a pity that I'm not good at writing poetry."

Jia Lian's frankness seemed frivolous in the eyes of Mr. Yao, who was born as a champion, and his face became a little unhappy:

"Although writing poetry is a play on words, the poem expresses one's aspirations and the words express one's emotions. If there is no ambition, why did you have the nerve to claim to be the second-place uncle in the street yesterday?"

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As smart as Jia Lian, he understood immediately:

This old man was probably either the top pick or the second pick back then, so I heard that I called Yan Yan, the second pick, "nephew" in the street yesterday, and he was no longer useful.

You say that this group of literati have little interest in solving practical problems and have endless fun fighting with others. As a result, the people have to rely on the weather for food and struggle every day to have enough food and clothing. They have also killed the buds of capitalism in the country.

I missed the Industrial Revolution, and my income in my previous life was not as good as that of a pipe repairman in the West. Why are you still licking your face and being proud of me?

Mr. Shuyou still faced Jia Lian and said to Mr. Yao:

"Writing poems and writing lyrics is a pleasure that arises when the mood arises. Since Yongbi is not yet popular in poetry at this time, it is his loss. Brother Tingyi is in a good mood at this time, so he can't help but write a few more poems."

But Yao Qianzhi refused to give up at this time. He actually asked for pen and ink and wrote it himself to Jia Lian:

"It's okay even if it's an old work. Just read a poem and I'll write it down for you."

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Catch the ducks and put them on the shelves!

Jia Lian finally understood. It turned out that as long as he stood in this group of literati who passed the imperial examination, it was really impossible not to become a copywriter.

But...but this is "A Dream of Red Mansions", poems and essays written until the end of the Ming Dynasty, and others can recite them more smoothly than I can.

The history in this period is consistent. There is nothing missing from the Tang Dynasty and a good setting from the Song Dynasty. I can pretend to be Li Bai, Su Shi, or even pretend to be Liu Sanbian who writes erotic poems. Even if I watch it

After reading "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance", I have memorized "Peach Blossom Temple in Peach Blossom Temple, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Temple; Peach Blossom Fairy grows peach trees, and picks peach blossoms and sells them for wine money". People here are in trouble.

How about memorizing the teacher’s poems or reading the teacher’s quotations?

Jia Lian held his head and thought for a long time, and felt that among the Qing Dynasty poems, the ones he could remember most clearly were Nalan Xingde, Gong Zizhen and Wang Guowei.

But because these few people are not very conspicuous under the powerful light of Tang poetry and Song lyrics, I can't help but miss a few of their works that I can remember. Many of them only remember one or two sentences and cannot recite them all.
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Seeing Jia Lian scratching his head and ears, the face of Yao Qianzhi, the veteran champion and prime minister, gradually darkened:

It turns out that this kid is really an embroidered pillow! He is such a idiot, and he dares to insult the second best person in the street! Hateful!

The old gentleman was originally a well-educated and educated man, but the more talented a person is, the more he hates it when people without talent bully talented people.

So the old gentleman became stubborn and deliberately held the brush, bent over, and waited in front of the rice paper:

"How many people ask for money to ask for a piece of my calligraphy, but only one out of ten can get it.

Today, I asked you to record your masterpiece for little friend Yongbi. Little friend Yongbi, please don’t refute my reputation.”

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This guy is holding a gun to his head!

Jia Lian has no choice but to retreat.

He raised his mind and said loudly:

"My thoughts are deep in the north, south and east, and I look at the sea of ​​talents and the empty space.

Even if the article shocks the world, it will only save the common people on paper?"


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