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Chapter 84 What should I do if I can¡¯t eat anymore?

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    When Ma Xianglan finished her song, Xuelang also came down from upstairs with a happy face.

    The scribes all asked in unison: "Master, can you please come out and meet me?"

    "Yes, yes, since Ci's father is here, Ci Jie must also be around."

    "Unfortunately, benefactor Xiao Zhao is not at home today." Since Xue Lang got the benefit, he naturally wanted to help others to eliminate disasters.

    "But it doesn't matter, as long as you come here often to eat with delicious food, you will meet him sooner or later."

    As expected, Monk Xuelang actually tried to attract business for the hotel in a tacky way.

    "He wasn't even here when the restaurant opened, so I'm afraid it won't be possible to meet him in the future." The guests were quite disappointed and said sadly.  "Alas, even if we come here again, we are here only for Miss Ma."

    Xuelang felt a little cold when he saw it, and thought to himself that if he ruined the extremely delicious sign, how could he make Zhao Donator's 'Qin Shiyue' and 'Ling Shang Yun'?  Then he coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, please be patient. Although benefactor Xiao Zhao is not here, he has left a poem for the guests."

    "That's great, take it out quickly and let us open our eyes!" The guests became interested.

    "Everyone, listen." Xuelang straightened his clothes and recited aloud with emotion:

    "There are two immortals and Buddhas who have not yet come to fruition. They only know that they are not peaceful alone in the night."

    After listening to the first couplet, the scribes whispered: "This time it is a poem"

    After saying that, everyone sat upright in silence.  Ci conveys feelings, poetry expresses aspirations, and the attitudes towards listening to poetry and appreciating them are completely different.

    "The wind is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with luck" Xue Lang recited the couplet in a low voice.

    The atmosphere in the lobby immediately became solemn, and everyone looked solemn.

    Then I heard Xuelang chant the second half of the sentence in one breath:

    "Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and none of them are useless scholars. Don't worry about a poem and become a prophecy, and the spring birds and autumn insects will make their own noises!"

    After the whole poem was recited, no one in the hall cheered for a long time. Everyone sat there blankly, thinking about their own thoughts.

    Zhao Shouzheng was sitting there, his face filled with tears unknowingly. Although he had read this poem once, he still couldn't help but feel sad when he heard Xue Lang reciting it.

    ¡®This is what my son wrote to me!  This is a half-life portrait of me, Zhao Shouzheng'

    "What a 'useless scholar', Mr. Zhao wrote this to us" All the guests had sour noses, and many of them had shallow eyes and shed tears.

    To put it bluntly, these so-called "Wuling boys" are actually poor people who failed in the examination.  They are all in their twenties and thirties. If they were not hopeless in the examination room, who would spend all day wandering around flowers and doing things?

    "Don't worry about the poems and turn them into prophecies. Spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises" The guests tasted the poem to the end, but they felt the poet's warm kindness. This was telling them that in addition to the imperial examination, they can still live their own lives.  Wonderful!

    "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for waking up." The guests then wiped away their tears and calmed down.

    "The wind is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck" After repeated readings, some guests remembered the beautiful lady they had let down.

    "There are two immortals and Buddhas who have not yet come to fruition. They only know how to cry alone in the night!" The handsome man wearing a Tang turban and dressed as a civil servant slammed the table and said loudly: "Xianju Wu Kangyuan has learned a lesson! It's funny that after I won the exam, I decided to  I am so proud that I have neglected my studies. Today I received a compliment from Young Master Zhao, and tomorrow I will go back to Jingxingyan Ancient Temple to learn from my uncle and study hard in front of the wall. I will never set foot in Jinling until the day when I am named on the gold list!"

    Zhao Hao was listening carefully upstairs. He had originally complained about Xuelang, why he had to change the poem without permission, but when he heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry even more.

    ¡°Brother Wu, don¡¯t be so decisive, I still expect you to be a repeat customer

    In the corner of the lobby, Ma Xianglan also took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, then took a deep breath and played a soothing song "Flowing Water" to help the guests calm down.

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    "As soon as Mr. Zhao's song "Miscellaneous Feelings" came out, it seemed to cleanse the minds of all the scribes.

    Let the entire morning poetry meeting be held in an atmosphere of extreme humility and restraint.  There was no outlandish complimenting of each other, and no shameless self-showing, so it ended early before noon.

    The waiters, who had been waiting for the meal for a long time, immediately started serving the dishes as if they were afraid that the guests would run away.

    In fact, Shopkeeper Fang was overly worried. After having the honor to listen to this thought-provoking masterpiece by Poet Zhao, which scribe would have the nerve to get up and leave?  No matter what, I have to try the dishes in the store to save my face, and then praise a few words against my will to end it.

    These gourmets who have eaten all over Jinling have no hope for this small shop in Caijiaxiang.  When I saw the cold dishes served, they were just wine-gelled golden legs and braised duck gizzards.Common dishes in restaurants, such as croquettes and crystal pork, made me even less interested in using chopsticks.

    Xuelang doesn't eat meat. Seeing that everyone was not moving their chopsticks, he was anxious and urged: "Everyone, try it. It must be delicious."

    "It's just that for a monk to say such things, it's really unconvincing.

    But everyone still wanted to give him face, so he reluctantly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck gizzard or meat, and put it into his mouth to chew.

    "Huh?"

    ¡°These gourmets are very clever with their mouths, and once they tasted it, they immediately felt something different.

    Some people closed their eyes and tasted carefully, some stretched out their chopsticks, and tasted various cold dishes, but they all tasted them silently, and no one said a word.

    Shopkeeper Fang, who was waiting on the side, was so nervous that his heart rose to his throat.

    "Isn't this too delicious?!" Finally, someone was the first to burst out with an exclamation and said: "I have eaten braised duck gizzards all my life, but I have never tasted such a delicious taste!"

    "It's really amazing!" All the diners came to their senses and praised it one after another: "Compared to this, everything I ate before was like chewing wax."

    ¡°It¡¯s extremely delicious and truly lives up to its name!¡±

    "This is the cold dish. I'm really looking forward to the hot dish and what it will taste like!"

    Shopkeeper Fang then put his heart back into his stomach and sang loudly: "Here comes hot food!"

    The diners were moving their chopsticks like flying, but after hearing this sentence, they put down their chopsticks one after another and picked up tea cups to rinse their mouths.

    The first dish is anchovies shrimp!

    As soon as the exquisite official kiln porcelain cups were served, the diners were attracted by the tangy aroma and felt that it was far more than the cold dishes.

    The diners each picked up a piece of shrimp and put it into their mouths. Their mouths were immediately filled with sweetness, making people unable to help but burst into tears.

    The shrimp meat of the river shrimp is extremely delicious, and when combined with the taste of the extremely fresh powder, it creates an unprecedented aroma!

    The second course is chicken stewed in clear soup!

    This dish is originally made of chicken and meat that is fresh and crispy, and the clear soup is mellow and white in color. Coupled with the extremely fresh powder to enhance the freshness, it is simply the best taste in the world!

    Wu Kangyuan took a spoonful of chicken soup and took a sip, and suddenly burst into tears.

    "What should I do if I can't eat anymore? I want to take back the oath I just swore"

    "You should concentrate on getting into the imperial examination," everyone joked while greedily eating their own delicacies: "We will help you eat your share."

    "That's right, your uncle was in seclusion for a thousand days after failing the imperial examination. He didn't know the taste of meat for three years before he became a Jinshi in one fell swoop."

    "How can you be a Jinshi if you are so greedy?"

    "I can eat such delicacies every day, and I won't change it if I get the top prize!" Wu Kangyuan strengthened his determination to change his vow and said: "I will be in seclusion here in Caijia Lane. If I don't win the Jinshi, I won't set foot on the Qinhuai River"

    "Shameless!" Everyone laughed for a while, and then they were immersed in the delicious food and couldn't extricate themselves.

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