Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Extraordinary Talent This boy is extremely gifted,...
Cui Cen struggled for a long time, but still couldn't connect the long worm with the delicious food in front of him.
His tangled brows were wrinkled into a ball, but the aroma of rice wafting in the air aroused the appetite in his stomach.
Zhao Mingsheng thought he was reluctant, so he said sympathetically, "I've cooked other dishes. If you don't want to eat eel, don't force yourself."
She walked past Cui Cen carrying a dish of eel stewed with tofu, bringing up a gust of wind filled with the delicious aroma.
Cui Cen swallowed his saliva. How could tasting delicious food be considered forced?
The fried yellow eel is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Its meat is as delicate as ordinary fish, but it has a unique flavor.
The tofu was freshly made by Aunt Zou next door. It was tender and tender, just as delicious as ever. The flavor was perfectly stewed, and the bean flavor blended with the broth was even better.
The most amazing thing is the milky white soup, which has three flavors: fresh, salty and fragrant. However, there is order in the chaos, and each layer shines with its own brilliance on the taste buds.
After tasting all the dishes, all of Cui Cen’s concerns were finally reduced to two words: Delicious!
Since the pharmacy had more staff, Manager Yu began to arrange for them to take turns to work at night in the pharmacy, so that if anyone in the town had a headache or fever in the middle of the night, they would have a place to buy medicine.
It happened that Shi Shao was on duty today, and Zhao Mingsheng asked him to bring some food to Zhao Qingyue in the academy.
Although his brother always said that there was food in the academy, the last time he saw him, he had obviously lost a lot of weight. Zhao Mingsheng saw it and felt pain in his heart.
She didn't know how long he would stay in the academy, so all she could do was send him some food. The eel was a good tonic, just right for nourishing him.
Inside Qingsong Academy in Qingkang Town.
Three days ago, the teacher assigned an article, and the topic of discussion was called - The Way of Being a Minister.
What was different from the past was that the teacher seemed to be extra strict with the test questions this time. After three days, none of the essays submitted were qualified.
Those students who were usually unlearned and lazy, such as Liu Qichuang, had already given up and chose to go home to sleep. Only seven or eight students were still gathered in the school to fight back.
Zhao Qingyue held the rejected article in his hand, wondering what kind of answer the Master wanted to see. He was deep in thought when someone suddenly came to say that someone was looking for him outside.
He thought something had happened at home, so he hurried to the gate of the academy and saw an unexpected person.
"Shi Shao?"
Shi Shao raised the food box in his hand and smiled a bit foolishly: "Brother Zhao, this is the food that Sister Zhao asked me to bring you."
Zhao Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you so much for troubling you."
He reached out to take the heavy food box, and his heart was also filled with the heavy love.
"Oh, by the way, Sister Zhao also asked me to tell you something: everything is fine at home, so don't worry."
Zhao Qingyue laughed out loud. He had only been away from home for three days, but it felt like he hadn't been home for three months.
"Okay, then you can also tell them that everything is fine here and that they don't need to worry. I will be back as soon as possible."
After bidding farewell to Shi Shao, Zhao Qingyue returned to the house with the food box. He looked at the food box in front of him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.
Zhao Qingyue, who usually never shows his emotions, suddenly showed his cheerful demeanor, which attracted the attention of many classmates.
What attracted more attention than the smile on his face was the food box in front of him. Even a layer of space between them could not stop the spread of the fragrance, making them drool, but they did not dare to come closer due to face-saving.
A classmate who was usually on good terms with Zhao Qingyue was also attracted by the aroma. Liang Ci couldn't help but boldly approach Zhao Qingyue and asked curiously, "Did your family send you food?"
The closer he got, the stronger the fragrance became. He took a deep breath and said, "This is so fragrant!"
"Well, my sister made it herself." The tone was quite proud.
"Open it quickly so I can feast my eyes. What delicious food have you made? It smells and smells even fresher than the Seven Treasures Fish from the Eight Immortals Restaurant!"
At Liang Ci's urging, Zhao Qingyue opened the lunch box.
Without the food box to block the way, the aroma of food spread even more freely. Everyone who had clearly eaten dinner now felt as if their stomachs were empty.
"What is this? Loach stewed with tofu soup? Stir-fried loach?" Liang Ci asked in surprise.
Zhao Qingyue took a closer look and shook his head, saying, "It's not a loach."
"Isn't this just a loach?" Liang Ci still insisted on his opinion.
Zhao Qingyue picked up a piece with wooden chopsticks and explained to him, "Loach is flatter, while eel is more rounded. Take a look and see if that's the case."
Liang Ci took a closer look and finally nodded in agreement, expressing his admiration: "You really know a lot."
When I looked at Zhao Qingyue again, I found that he was staring at the eel in the bowl, as if he was lost in thought.
Yellow eels are smoother than loaches, so they can fit into small cracks in rocks that loaches cannot. This is why yellow eels can avoid being preyed upon by many natural enemies and survive.
Zhao Qingyue had a flash of inspiration and seemed to have thought of something.
He didn't even have time to eat the food in his hand. He picked up the paper and pen beside him and started writing furiously.
Liang Ci said regretfully, "Aren't you going to eat it? It's almost cold."
Zhao Qingyue wrote while saying to him without looking up: "I won't eat yet. If you want to eat, just take your own bowl and chopsticks. Just leave some for me."
Don't think Zhao Qingyue can't see it, his saliva is almost dripping onto the ground. We are all classmates, and we usually take care of each other, so sharing some food is nothing.
After receiving the order, Liang Ci happily scooped up a bowl. The warm broth, accompanied by the rich fish flavor, entered his mouth. One bite was enough to make his tongue drop. He had no idea what it was made from, so he'd have thought it was made from some rare fish.
He still had half a steamed bun left from his dinner, which he took out, broke into pieces, soaked in soup, and then stuffed it into his mouth. He ate it up in noisy gulps, and only two words remained in his mind - comfortable.
He only regretted that he had not discovered that eel was so delicious before, and had missed out on this delicious food for so many years.
By the time he finished one bowl and was about to have another, Zhao Qingyue had already finished writing a new article.
He suddenly stood up and, under Liang Ci's admiring gaze, walked towards the room where the teacher was with firm steps.
The teacher, who was over fifty years old, stroked his gray beard, glanced at the article in his hand, then looked at his most proud student in front of him, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Not bad, not bad!" He rarely praised his students like this because he was always afraid that they would become proud. But now, he broke his previous habit.
Because the article in front of me is really excellent.
The article he assigned was difficult because the principles of being a minister were still so far away from them. Many of them still couldn't understand what it meant to be a ruler, what it meant to be a minister, and how to be a good minister.
But this question is neither too close nor too far from them. They study and take the imperial examinations so that they can serve the people. How many people have become officials but have lived a mediocre life? How many people have finally lost their original intentions and become treacherous officials?
The reason he had made the exam so difficult was to help them understand how to be a minister and how to serve the people. It was a pity that they were still too young, and none of them had given him a satisfactory answer until he saw this article.
"Tell me what the words 'hard' and 'soft' mean in your article." After reading the article, the teacher decided to test him again.
Zhao Qingyue said seriously, "Lao Tzu said in 'The Highest Good is Like Water', 'Those who are too hard are easily broken, while those who are gentle are invincible.'" Just like the eel, they can bend and stretch. They are tactful and can protect themselves when danger strikes. Only then can they better serve the people.
The Master was quite impressed by Zhao Qingyue's writings about the idea that excessive rigidity leads to failure, and that softness overcomes rigidity, and that tact is the key to success. Such a thought was not something that ordinary young people could come up with. Throughout history, countless people of brilliance and talent have been defeated by their rigid nature, their ambitions brimming with hope but finding no place to realize them.
Even when he was young, he did not understand this level. If he could have become a good and gentle person, he would not have ended up teaching in a college now.
Thinking of this, the teacher gave Zhao Qingyue an approving look.
"Can I know how you came up with this idea of being a minister?"
Zhao Qingyue coughed awkwardly and said, "My sister gave me a dish of eel stewed with tofu. I thought of it from the association between loach and eel."
Master: ...This child is incredibly talented! He will definitely achieve great things in the future!
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