Tang Shiyue continued, "If you really think you are talented, you should think 'no matter what style the examiner likes, I can write an article that he will admire'. If you take the initiative and succeed, then you are really talented and amazing."
"In the final analysis, you have to enter this door first before you are qualified to talk about ambition. If you really can't understand, then you can also think of it this way. Maybe there are people waiting for you to save them, but because you are being egocentric and noble, they are waiting in vain. How can you be at peace with your conscience?"
Tang Junchen was speechless.
He pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "Yuer, you are a young lady, and you have never been to school, how can you speak so clearly?"
Qi Jing put down the bowl and looked up at her, clearly waiting to listen.
Tang Shiyue said calmly: "You can think about it yourself! Understanding the world is knowledge, and understanding human nature is writing!"
Several people chanted it over and over again. Tang Shirong said in surprise: "Yueyue, where did you hear this? It makes a lot of sense."
Tang Shiyue had long forgotten where this sentence came from. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "I forgot. I seem to have heard someone say it one day." He glanced at Qi Jing guiltily, ready to pass the blame at any time.
Qi Xiaolang's mouth corners curved slightly, but then he suppressed them.
Tang Shiyue casually changed the subject: "To be honest, I think you guys are just talking big. Even if you become officials in the future, you will be fooled by your subordinates."
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Tang Junchen was unconvinced: "Who said that?"
Tang Shiyue said, "Suppose there is an examiner who loves the people like his own children and likes pragmatic writing. He asks you to please him and write a pragmatic article to criticize the current situation... What can you write? How much do you know about people's livelihood?"
Tang Shirong pondered for a long time before he smiled and said, "Now that you put it like that, I feel like I'm useless."
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "I have an idea."
"Um?"
"The Cheng family is the group that A Jing hired to build the house. They have traveled all over the country and have a wide range of knowledge. You can talk to them when you have nothing to do and you will hear a lot of interesting stories."
She shook her head and said, "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Listening more can also be considered as following them on their journey."
Tang Shirong lowered his head and thought carefully.
Madam Zhou and Fourth Uncle Tang listened to the three people's argument and could not interrupt. It was only then that Madam Zhou whispered, "What can we say to them?"
Qi Jing said, "You need to prescribe the right medicine to treat an illness, and the same is true for being a person. For example, the two of them should really have more contact with the market, because they were born in poverty, and their strength is that they understand people's livelihood. If they don't even have this solid foundation, how can they compete with people from the aristocratic families?"
He paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled, "As for A-Yue, you should read more books. People learn to be good from books."
"I read it!" Tang Shiyue said shamelessly, "I read all the books I bought for my brother."
"Since you've read them all, don't ask Ayang how to pronounce each word in "The Story of Yingying" or "The Story of Huo Xiaoyu" every day."
puff!
Tang Shirong and Tang Junchen were both happy.
Tang Shiyue felt quite aggrieved. Originally, she knew what many words meant when she considered the context, but she only asked Qi Yang for the sake of learning.
Moreover, she was too embarrassed to ask Xiao Ayang about many of the things that seemed obscene and "unfounded", for example, she still didn't know what the "donkey colt charm" in "The Story of Huo Xiaoyu" was.
Classical Chinese is so annoying!
Tang Shiyue said, "When I have money in the future, I will hire someone to write storybooks for me. I don't want the flowery ones, but the ones that everyone can understand when they are read out."
Tang Junchen asked, "I wonder how much it costs to write a book?"
Tang Shiyue slapped the table proudly: "Starting from five taels, there will be a reward for good writing!"
"Thank you for your courtesy, young lady," Tang Junchen stood up and bowed, "I will write ten or eight books for you tomorrow, and please give me a lot of rewards, young lady."
Everyone was laughing so hard that they couldn't stop. Suddenly, someone next to them said with a smile, "I want to try it too. I wonder if the young lady allows it?"
Several people were startled. Tang Shiyue asked, "Who is talking?"
The person next door laughed and said, "A person who...eats the pie."
Everyone looked at each other, and he coughed again, "Sorry, I shouldn't listen to anything inappropriate, but what you said was really interesting, so I listened a little more."
Qi Jing sneered and was about to speak when he saw Tang Shirong stand up and said, "It's okay. We are the ones who disturbed your peace. May I ask your name?"
The other party smiled and said, "My last name is Xu."
Tang Shirong said, "So you are the young master of the Xu family. My surname is Tang and my name is Shirong. It's getting late today. I wonder if I can pay you a visit tomorrow?"
"You are most welcome."
The two sides were talking across the wall. Tang Shiyue was a little curious and wanted to see who that person was. Just as she was about to move a bench, Qi Jing suddenly came over, pulled her to the wall, and said simply, "Jump."
He gently lifted her hand and she jumped instinctively. Then Qi Jing quickly stretched out his foot and lifted her up with his hand, just like juggling a ball, and easily put her on his shoulder.
When Tang Shiyue came to her senses, she was already standing on his shoulder. She could only scream and quickly hold onto the wall.
Probably because it was located on the side of a mountain, the wall of the stone house was very high, reaching up to her chest, so she leaned against the wall to look over there.
Under the moonlight, she saw a young man in a white hemp shirt standing in the yard with his hands behind his back. He looked bright and elegant, which was exactly the image of an ancient scholar that she had imagined.
He smiled and bowed to her: "Excuse me."
Tang Shiyue also cupped her hands in a similar manner: "You're too polite. We've been neighbors for so long, but we haven't met in person yet!"
"Yes," the other party said with a smile, "we often hear each other's laughter through the wall, which can be regarded as spiritual communication."
The two of them exchanged several sentences across the wall. Qi Jing stood steadily the whole time. Tang Shiyue initially thought that this man was quite interesting. He said goodbye to him and looked down at Qi Jing.
Qi Jing said briefly: "Jump!"
She was also very brave and jumped down directly. Qi Jing still stretched out his foot to catch her, then picked her up and threw her to the ground. She screamed and grabbed his arm, but he did not help her up and just shook his hand and walked away.
At night, Tang Junchen, Xiao Qi Yang and Zhou Niangzi all slept in the stone house. The next day, when Tang Junchen woke up, he clamored for some noodles.
It was so cold in the morning, who would want to eat noodles? Tang Shiyue simply made noodles with soybean paste.
Everything is available and it is easy to make.
First, cut the meat into small cubes, heat the oil in a pan (you need more oil in this step), put the diced meat in and stir-fry until golden brown and spit out the oil, then serve and leave the oil at the bottom.
Heat oil in a pan again, add chopped ginger and scallion, stir-fry until fragrant, then add bean paste and sweet noodle sauce.
Use more bean paste and less sweet bean paste, about a ratio of three to one. Add a little water and boil it into a rich sauce soup, which is the "fried sauce". Add a small spoonful of icing sugar to enhance the flavor.
After the aroma comes out, add the previously fried diced meat into the sauce and stir-fry. When it is cooked through, remove from the pan and the aroma is tempting. The sauce is ready.
Then add the chopped green onions, cucumber shreds, carrot shreds, blanched bean sprouts, etc. and serve as toppings.
Before it was brought out, Tang Junchen was already waiting at the door: "It smells so good! Yue'er, what is this!"
Old Beijing noodles with soybean paste!
It is said that Old Beijing Noodles with Soy Sauce was not invented until the Qing Dynasty, so she was cheating.
She didn't want to take up the title of descendant, but her experience was too simple and it was difficult for her to lie, and Qi Jing couldn't be asked to take the blame.
Tang Shiyue could only smile and said, "I just figured it out when I was free. You guys try it and 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, "Neighbor, do you want to come over and eat with us?"
Someone on the other side quickly responded with a smile: "Thank you for the invitation, then I will be honored to refuse it."
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