Zhang Xing couldn't help laughing and pointed at Xiao Yunfei with his chin.
"Not only have I been assimilated, but my eldest brother and the others, and our entire village have also been assimilated by you. Not only our speech, eating habits, and work habits, but also our living habits have changed a lot because of your existence. It's quite amazing and interesting to think about it."
Xiao Yunfei seemed to be lost in thought. He stroked his chin as he continued speaking.
"In fact, I think speaking in plain language is good. It is easy to understand. Whether people are educated or not, they can easily understand each other's meaning when communicating with each other. It can also express complex thoughts and emotions more accurately and carefully."
Su Miaomiao and Zhang Xing were very perceptive and they guessed what Xiao Yunfei meant in an instant.
"you mean?"
"Yes, I think we should vigorously advocate and promote the use of vernacular Chinese throughout the country, replacing classical Chinese with vernacular Chinese. This will help offset the monopoly of classical Chinese on knowledge, enable cultural knowledge to be widely disseminated, and improve the cultural quality of the people."
It was just as she thought.
Su Miaomiao curled her lips.
"I agree."
"I agree too!"
Zhang Xing also said.
Their ideas coincided.
It’s all for the country and for the good of the people.
The three of them decided national affairs in the kitchen while cooking and in a relaxed and happy manner.
If it were before, Su Miaomiao would not even dare to think about it, but now she has really achieved the ability to influence things at the national level, and can use the knowledge, experience and power she has mastered to make suggestions and influence the future of a country.
At the same time, she also felt that the burden on her shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, because while she had power, she also shouldered more responsibilities. What she said and the decisions she made were accountable to the people of a country.
At the same time, outside the imperial kitchen.
More than fifty imperial chefs were standing in a row, each of them trembling with fear and looking worried, glancing towards the kitchen and whispering secretly to the people around them.
"The masters sent us out to get some fresh air. Are they angry with us? Who made the masters unhappy?"
"They must be angry. We've been working in the imperial kitchen for so many years, and we've never been kicked out like this. I think we might be finished this time."
"Pfft, pfft, pfft, can you say something auspicious with your crow's mouth? That's what you said, but after thinking about it carefully, I don't think we did anything wrong. Why do the masters suddenly not want to use us to cook?"
At this time, the chef in the imperial kitchen sighed and said with a worried look on his face.
"Alas, what else could it be? They're not satisfied with our cooking skills. I've noticed it recently when I've been serving the masters. They frown as soon as they see the food. It's obvious they don't like it. I used to think they had no appetite because they were too busy lately, but now I understand. They just don't like our cooking skills."
"How is that possible? Is there anyone in this world who would look down upon our craftsmanship?"
Because he was so surprised, his voice suddenly rose.
The people standing next to him quickly covered his mouth, speaking vigilantly and scolding him in a low voice.
"Are you crazy? Keep your voice down!"
The other person realized that his voice was too loud and might be heard by the owner in the kitchen, and he suddenly felt scared.
He shrank his neck and spoke in a low voice.
"That shouldn't be the case. Our cooking skills are top-notch. If you don't even appreciate our cooking skills, whose else can you appreciate?"
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