Tang Shiyue continued: "If you really feel that you are talented, you should be like, 'No matter what style the examiner likes, I can write an article that will make him a close friend.' If you take the initiative and you are sure to win, then you are really talented, really
sharp."
"In the final analysis, you have to enter this door first before you are qualified to talk about ambitions. If you really can't understand, then you can also think like this. Maybe there is a people waiting for you to save, but because of your personality and aloofness,
How can your conscience be at ease if you can't wait?"
Tang Junchen was speechless.
He thought about it for a long time and suddenly said: "Yue'er, you are a young lady who has never studied, how can you speak so eloquently?"
Qi Jing put down the bowl and looked up at her, indicating that he was waiting to hear it.
Tang Shiyue said without blushing, "You can think about it yourself! Understanding everything in the world is knowledge, but understanding human feelings is just writing!"
Several people chanted it several times in their mouths, and Tang Shirong said in surprise: "Yueyue, where did you hear this? It makes perfect sense."
Tang Shiyue had long forgotten the origin of this sentence, and was stunned for a moment before saying: "I forgot, I think I heard someone say it one day." While he glanced at Qi Jing guiltily, he was ready to throw the blame at any time.
Qi Xiaolang slightly curved the corners of his mouth, then pressed them down.
Tang Shiyue casually changed the subject: "To be honest, I think you people are just talking on paper. Even if you become an official in the future, you will be fooled by your subordinates."
Tang Junchen was unconvinced: "Who said that?"
Tang Shiyue said: "Suppose there is an examiner who loves the people like a son and likes a pragmatic style, and asks you to follow him and write a pragmatic article to criticize the current ills... What can you write? How much do you know about people's livelihood?
?”
Tang Shirong pondered for a long time, then smiled and said: "When you say that, I actually feel that I am useless."
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "I have a way."
"Um?"
"The Cheng family class are the people Ajing invited to build the house. They travel all over the world and have the most extensive knowledge. You can talk to them if you have nothing to do, and you will hear a lot of interesting things."
She shook her head and said: "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles and listening to them. It can be regarded as following them."
Tang Shirong lowered his head and thought carefully.
Madam Zhou and Fourth Uncle Tang listened to the three people's arguments and couldn't get a word in. Only then did Madam Zhou whisper: "What can you say to them?"
Qi Jing said: "To treat a disease, you need to prescribe the right medicine, and so do people. For example, the two of them should have more contact with the market, because they are from poor backgrounds, and their strength is to understand people's livelihood. If they are not solid at this point, how can they interact with people who are from a noble family?
contend?"
He paused for a moment, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "As for Ah Yue, you should read more, and be good from books."
"I have read it!" Tang Shiyue said boldly: "I have read all the books I bought for my brother."
"Now that you've read them all, don't take "The Biography of Yingying" and "The Biography of Huo Xiaoyu" every day to ask Ayang which character to pronounce."
puff!
Tang Shirong and Tang Junchen were both happy.
Tang Shiyue felt aggrieved. Originally, she knew what many words were based on the context, but for the sake of learning, she asked Qi Yang.
Moreover, many of them might look dirty and "suspected without evidence", so she was embarrassed to ask little Ayang, for example, what the "Donkey Jumei" in "The Legend of Huo Xiaoyu" is, she still doesn't know.
Classical Chinese is so annoying!
Tang Shiyue said: "When I have money in the future, I will hire a person to write a storybook for me to read. I don't want this kind of cliché, but something that everyone can understand when I read it."
Tang Junchen said: "I wonder how much it costs to write a book?"
Tang Shiyue slapped the table proudly: "I started at five taels, and if I write well, I will be rewarded!"
"My lady, you are so polite," Tang Junchen left his seat and handed over his hands: "I will write ten or eight books for you tomorrow, and please give me a reward, my lady."
Everyone couldn't stop laughing. Suddenly someone next door said with a smile: "I also want to try it. I wonder if I will allow it?"
Everyone was stunned. Tang Shiyue asked: "Who is talking?"
The neighbor laughed and said: "A... person who ate the pie."
Everyone looked at each other, and he coughed again: "Sorry, I shouldn't have listened to anything inappropriate, but what a few of them said was really interesting, so I listened to a few more words."
Qi Jing sneered and was about to speak when he saw Tang Shirong standing up and saying, "It's okay, we disturbed your tranquility. May I ask your name?"
The other party smiled and said, "My surname is Xu."
Tang Shirong said: "It turns out that this is the husband of the Xu family. The young man's surname is Tang and his first name is Shi Rong. It's getting late today. I wonder if I can come to visit you tomorrow?"
“Welcome.”
The two sides were talking to each other across the wall. Tang Shiyue was a little curious and wanted to see who it was. She was about to move a stool when Qi Jing suddenly came over, pulled her to the wall, and said simply: "Jump."
He gently raised her hand, and she jumped instinctively. Then Qi Jing quickly stretched out his foot, and then lifted her hand, just like weighing a ball, and easily put her on his shoulder.
When Tang Shiyue came to his senses, she was already standing on his shoulders, and she could only hold on to the wall quickly.
Probably because it was on the side of a mountain, the wall of the stone house was so high that it reached her chest, so she grabbed the wall and looked over there.
Under the moonlight, she saw a young man wearing a white ramie shirt, standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He looked clear-eyed and elegant, which fit the image of an ancient scholar in her imagination.
He smiled and cupped his hands at her: "I'm sorry."
Tang Shiyue also bowed her hands in a mocking manner: "I'm serious, I've been neighbors for so long and I haven't even met each other yet!"
"Yes," the other party said with a smile, "we often hear each other's laughter through the wall, which can be regarded as a close friendship."
The two exchanged several words across the wall, with Qi Jing standing firm all the time. Tang Shiyue initially thought that this man was quite interesting, so she said goodbye to him and looked down at Qi Jing.
Qi Jing said briefly: "Jump!"
She was also very courageous and jumped down directly. Qi Jing still stretched out his legs to catch it, then picked it up and threw it to the ground. She let out a cry and grabbed his arm, but he didn't help her and just threw his hand away.
Just left.
Tang Junchen, Xiao Qiyang, and Mrs. Zhou all slept in the stone house at night. When they came together the next day, Tang Junchen clamored to eat through the water.
It was so cold in the morning, who wanted to eat from the water? Tang Shiyue simply made fried noodles.
Everything is complete and easy to make.
First cut the meat into fine dices, heat the oil in the pan, use a little more oil for this step, add the diced meat and fry until golden brown and spit out oil, then take it out, leaving the bottom oil.
Heat the oil in the pan again, add minced ginger and green onion, stir-fry until fragrant, add bean paste and sweet noodle paste.
There is more bean paste and less sweet bean paste, the ratio is about three to one. Add a little water to make a rich-flavored miso soup, which is called "zhajiang". Add a small spoonful of sugar to enhance the flavor.
After the aroma comes out, add the previously fried diced meat into the sauce and stir-fry until it is cooked through and the aroma is attractive. The "sauce" of the fried sauce is considered ready.
Then put the chopped green onion, cucumber shreds, carrot shreds, blanched bean sprouts, etc. together to make noodles.
Before taking it out, Tang Junchen was waiting at the door: "It smells so good! Yue'er, what is this!"
Old Beijing noodles with soy sauce!
It is said that old Beijing fried noodles were not invented until the Qing Dynasty, so she was cheating.
She didn't want to take advantage of her descendants' reputation, but her experience was too simple to lie about, and Qi Jing couldn't blame her for this.
Tang Shiyue could only smile and said: "I just thought about it in my spare time. You guys can try it out to see if it tastes good."
She heard a sound next door, as if someone was flipping through a book, so she walked over, knocked on the wall, and said with a smile: "My neighbor, do you want to come over and eat together?"
Someone on the opposite side soon responded with a smile: "Thank you very much for inviting me. I would be disrespectful to refuse." (To be continued)