Courtyard: A Traveling Frog At The Beginning, The Qin Family Breaks Off The Engagement

"Teachers, can you cut off a piece and pass it through the water for us to try?",

He Ye asked, and the other teachers snickered, wondering what this extremely smart young master was doing in the kitchen so early. It turned out that he was greedy and wanted to eat some mutton. At that time, he patted his chest to express that there was no problem, put the meat on the meat table and said: "Master Yan, if you haven't eaten enough this morning, there is still something in the pot, just have a bowl of this, no need to go to such trouble."

He Ye shook his head and said: "Thanks to these teachers' efforts, there is no need to cut too much, the thinner the better."

The teachers didn't think much about it. When they cut it with a knife, it was almost the same as the mutton slices cut by modern machines. You could see the blade through the meat slices. It was extremely thin!

The hot water was boiling in the cooking place nearby. He Ye picked up the mutton and poured it into the pot. The meat turned white in a second or two. He put the meat into his mouth and chewed it. Sure enough, the mutton was somewhat spicy. taste.

The chef put a lot of spices in order to cover up the smell, but it couldn't be covered up. He only removed some of the mutton smell.

He Ye raised his head and asked: "Teachers, has the mutton eaten in our house always been like this?",

The chef nodded and said: "Yes, but we don't often eat mutton in our house. The younger sister of the He family is so smart that even my elder sister doesn't like it, and the master doesn't eat much either."

He Ye nodded and smiled secretly: "Originally, I planned to use the taste to attract diners to eat. Now that I know about the mutton soup in Beidu Siheyuan, I feel that my mutton soup is absolutely invincible in this era. You guys in these courtyards People who don’t know how to get rid of the sheep smell, you know it yourself!”

But this can’t be done here, otherwise they will all learn how to make money on their own.

He happily wandered back to the study. The big boss had already come back. He looked at He Ye and asked, "Why don't you go to the kitchen if you have nothing to do? Are you not eating well?"

He Ye shook his head and said: "No, this student is just curious about how to make such delicious soup." The big leader smiled and said: "You people in the courtyard house are still innocent. Yesterday, my leader asked you people in the courtyard house to think about poems about chanting chrysanthemums. How did you think?"

He Ye said: "It's ready, but this student is just thinking about it in his free time, fearing that it won't catch the eye of the master." The big leader touched his small goatee and said, "I'll let you think about it."

He Ye coughed lightly and said, "Please give me a comment, teacher."

"Cough cough cough!"

The big leader Hao Xuan choked on his own saliva, and then he reacted and covered He Ye's mouth. He stretched out his hand very quickly, unlike Liu Xiaodong who was almost fifty years old. Looking left and right, there was no one around, and he released his hand with great wisdom. He Ye was not choked to death by him, because he was gasping for air.

The big leader was also gasping for air, but he was frightened and asked in a trembling voice: "You people in the courtyard, you people in the courtyard, you people in the courtyard, what are you writing?" ?",

He Ye nodded shamelessly, indicating that he was right, he wrote it himself.

The big leader's voice trembled even more, and even sounded a little like crying: "You people in the courtyard, you people in the courtyard, what do you want to do?"

He Ye is a little confused. Why don't you people in the courtyard ask us to write poems? Why do you ask us what we want to do?

The big leader looked at He Ye's innocent face and was a little scared. On the third day of the community, he saw that this extremely smart man cared about beggars, so he persuaded him to become an official. Only an official can do something for the people. This extremely smart guy doesn't want to rebel because he wants to be emperor, right? Then his whole family will have to be killed by then?

But looking at He Ye like this, it doesn’t look like he’s going to rebel. Besides, an eighteen-year-old kid knows how to rebel? The big leader asked: “You guys from the courtyard house, what’s the meaning of this poem?” ,

He Ye picked it up at his fingertips: "On September 8th, there are no other flowers except chrysanthemums. The whole city is only filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemums and the scattered petals of chrysanthemums, which look like golden armor."

The big leader breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that this was explained in this way. It was okay. Then his face became nervous again and he said: "Who among you people in the courtyard have told this poem?"

He Ye shook his head and said: "I only told you this." The big leader nodded and said: "Be careful, the situation in this poem is not just for you people in the courtyard. If you think so simple, you must never show it in front of others in the future." The third chant, you people in the courtyard house, it is best to forget it."

The big leader calmed down his mood. He was originally very happy today, but who would have expected that he would find an anti-poem early in the morning. The most frightening thing about the poem was his neighbors. He Ye waited for the leader to sit firmly before saying: "Master, the student named this poem "Chrysanthemum Rhyme"" [The consul nodded.

"...~Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers"

"Don't write about the sunset with all the romance"

"I pick up random sentences without meaning to"

"The natural charm can be found in thousands of homes"

The boss feels relieved. Fortunately, this poem is still a normal chrysanthemum poem.

Huh? That’s wrong

?How could this extremely smart guy come up with such good poems and food stamps?

We didn’t teach him anything. Is there really any kind of divine teaching in this world?

The big leader didn't think about He Ye's copying. In his opinion, poetry of this caliber could not be written by the extremely smart teachers around him, and there was no place to copy it.

The big leader can only comfort himself. As a genius, he is a cooking apprentice. Of course he has the abilities of heaven and man. You people in the courtyard, have you ever seen anyone's child memorize the entire "Encyclopedia of Mathematics" in two days? ?

"Master? Master?", He Ye called twice, and the leader came back to his senses. He Ye continued: "Master, you guys in the courtyard, how can you make the modifications appropriately?" (Qian Li Zhao) ,

The big leader coughed dryly and said: "There is no need to modify it. The current level is just in line with the image of young geniuses for you people in the courtyard. We want this for you people in the courtyard. If you modify one or two, there will be some traces. On the contrary, Not beautiful”.

He Ye secretly pouted, Li Shiguang's "Chrysanthemum Rhythm" has been sung for thousands of years, and every cook in it is worthy of scrutiny. Can this be modified casually? Just like you people in the courtyard, be polite, you guys A few people from the courtyard actually did it seriously!

The big leader did not continue to dwell on the poems, and continued to explain the "Encyclopedia of Mathematics" to He Ye. He was doing learning here. The main content of the imperial examination was not the eight-part grain stamps in the future, but these poems, songs, good prescriptions for governing the northern capital, and insights knowledge. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, but He Ye obviously prefers the third kind of community, Tang poetry and Song poetry. Beidu Siheyuan can be said to have achieved the ultimate in poetry. .