Chapter 101 Why are there three girls to eat with us?
What did you eat? Master's question stumped me. Hunan, Shandong, Cantonese, Sichuan, Huaiyang? None of them.
I shook my head.
The master said casually: "State banquet dishes."
After following my master for so many years, I have learned to remain calm and nodded.
The master said, "Go back to your room and rest."
I looked up "state banquet" online, compared it to what was served at lunch, and memorized each dish. This way, I wouldn't ask questions I shouldn't ask next time. This is probably what my master always taught me: "Pay attention to everything, and you will gain a lot of knowledge."
As a master, one must not only have unfathomable mystery and extensive knowledge, but also have seen the world and gained common sense.
He slept until three in the afternoon and then got up. The master and the disciple chatted in the room.
The master said, "Based on your feelings, describe Yishu."
This is also a teaching method called "observing people", which is to make some judgments about others through brief contact.
I said, "This hotel is his property."
The master nodded.
I continued, "I come from a wealthy family."
The master folded his arms across his chest and asked, "Is it wealth or nobility?"
I thought about it and said, “It should be expensive.”
"Why?"
"His demeanor, especially when he sat there with his hands on the armrests, gave him an air of composure. He spoke very slowly, as one might expect of a noble man, and he rarely gestured while he spoke.
When he smiles, he's very kind. When he doesn't smile, he's intimidating without even getting angry. This is something he must have learned from his father or mother since he was little. "It takes time for ice to freeze for three days."
Master's face remained expressionless. I knew he was right. He was testing me.
"You are talking about his background. What is his current situation?" the master asked coldly.
"The History Department didn't mention Yishu's last name. Clearly, his father was an influential figure. It's easy to imagine that Yishu's business relied on his father's influence. So, now, Yishu is a hidden millionaire. He prefers to remain hidden from the public."
"What else?"
"And what else?" My mind raced at 180 mph. After a moment's thought, I said, "His father must have abdicated."
"Why?"
"First, judging by their ages, Yishu is a little over forty, and his father should be around seventy. Second, the fact that he's asking you for help suggests he's in trouble. If his father were still in power, he wouldn't have come to you to make a decision unless something catastrophic had happened."
The master then nodded and said, "It's basically reliable."
I was sweating under my armpits. I tried my best to judge this person, and the result was basically reliable.
My master taught me: "If you come from a noble family, your behavior is usually restrained, yet you are generous. In front of officials, your eyes are calm and you are not flustered.
If one comes from a wealthy family, he or she will generally behave in a flamboyant manner, but will be more reserved in front of officials. When I say officials, I mean officials of a certain rank, or those who believe that they must be reserved.
Of course there are exceptions, which are beyond the scope of our discussion.
I took up the topic. "My understanding of what you're saying is that people from wealthy backgrounds tend to be more flexible. For example, if someone is as wealthy as a county magistrate, they'll be more unrestrained in front of the county magistrate; if someone is as wealthy as a province magistrate, they'll be more relaxed in front of the provincial magistrate. Meanwhile, people from aristocratic backgrounds tend to be more restrained, calm, and generous, no matter who they are."
The master said, "That's basically correct, but specific issues require specific analysis."
Half an hour later, Director Shi called the master and said that he had an important matter and had to go on a business trip. Yishu would be responsible for everything in the provincial capital.
The master smiled and said, "Business is more important, you are busy."
We continued chatting.
After a while, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and Yishu asked with a smile, "Master, have you and I had a good rest?"
I smiled and said, "I had a nice sleep, it smells good."
Yishu came in and sat down, smiling at his master, saying, "For dinner, let's change the venue and have dinner at Yunwu Mountain Villa halfway up the mountain. It's a little further away, so we should leave now."
The master nodded. Yishu said he would go to the large square in front and wait for him.
He left first. I helped Master clean up his things and then got off the elevator.
Yishu drove, leading the way. They kept heading north until they reached the foot of a mountain, the name of which was unknown. As they headed up the mountain, towering trees lined the road. Occasionally, a car would come down, and there were also mountaineering enthusiasts riding bicycles.
About ten minutes later, Yishu's car turned left, and I followed suit. Less than a mile later, the corner of a house loomed. Turning another corner, I found a flat patch of land on the hillside. Atop it stood a courtyard. If someone hadn't pointed it out, who would have known there were such a prominent house deep in the forest?
A woman stood at the door. She was about thirty years old, charming and fashionable. She smiled and said, "Welcome, distinguished guests."
Yishu got out of the car and introduced the master, "The beautiful boss Hua Zhiqiao."
Hua Zhiqiao's face was full of spring breeze and she smiled sweetly: "Hello, Master. Hello, Xiao Wan."
Obviously, Yishu had introduced us to Hua Zhiqiao before.
I guess Hua Zhiqiao was a model because she walked with grace and elegance. She led everyone to the second floor and opened a door. The room could accommodate about ten people.
She smiled sweetly, "Master, Mr. Yi, Brother Xiao Wan, please take a seat. I'll go wash my hands and stir the soup."
The private room had a balcony, and Yishu invited us to go out on it. From the balcony, we could see the rolling hills and picturesque peaks. Yishu asked, "Master, how is the feng shui here?"
The master said calmly, "It's not about Feng Shui, but from the artist's point of view it's a good painting."
"Many people say this place has good feng shui, and I really think it's a good place."
The master's words were full of meaning: "The mountains are stacked up one after another, which is a good place to live in seclusion."
As he was speaking, Hua Zhiqiao brought in three girls and said:
"These are all beauties from Chengmei Art School. I asked them to come and keep everyone company."
Chengmei Art School is a private college. Its name means "to cultivate the beauty of others." Old Lin's daughter also graduated from this school and now works in Shenzhen. I whispered to my master about it.
The master nodded slightly.
Hua Zhiqiao introduced the guests to the three girls and then introduced the three girls to everyone.
The beauty in the red camel-hair coat is called Qianqian. She is gorgeous, has big breasts, and looks like Madonna's granddaughter.
The one wearing the purple bubble suit is called Xiaoxiao. She has a pretty face and should look the same with or without makeup.
The one wearing plaid is called Tiantian. He has such good looks that he doesn’t need to dress up and looks outstanding.
I was shocked. Why did the proprietress ask some young girls to eat with her?
Yishu said to the girls, "Sit down."
I was even more surprised: Mr. Yi is such a classy person, how could he not be able to escape the common customs and like this?
However, I immediately dismissed my doubts. Mr. Yi would never dare invite young women to accompany Master. I immediately realized this was a "testing" dinner. Mr. Yi would have to choose one of these three girls, but I had no idea what she would do.
After understanding this, I entered the "observation" stage and began to observe these three girls carefully.
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