Chapter 380

Fang Ze saw that Lu Xun's eyes were full of blood. Naturally, it was not good to tell him that Lin Jingxuan asked them to go to the studio, so he said to him, "do you want to eat some food and sleep for a while?"

"I'm really hungry, but I don't have to eat. Just a few salivas and a cake."

"There seems to be bread and milk at home." Fang Ze found a box of milk and a large piece of bread in the refrigerator, heated them in the microwave oven and brought them to Lu Xun.

After simply eating, Lu Xun went back to his room to sleep. Fang Ze called Lin Jingxuan and asked him to send him the texts that needed to be translated from the Internet. He translated some of them first, and then waited until the afternoon to go to his studio.

A little after the text, Fang Ze was translating the text. When he heard someone walking behind him, he raised his head. It turned out that Lu Xun had got up.

"I've only slept for six hours. Don't you sleep a little longer?" Fang Ze asked.

"That's enough." Lu Xun stretched out, then looked out the window and said to Fang Ze, "I ate bread in the morning. Although it was soft, it was not much different from the bread I had at that time. I don't know if there is any delicious food nearby that is worth tasting."

"There's a good Yunnan restaurant nearby. I'll be there soon after I go out by car." Fang Ze said what he had already prepared.

Even if Lu Xun didn't mention food, Fang Ze had planned to wait until Lu Xun got up and take him to eat food.

All the great writers are full of love and attention to life.

The dream of Red Mansions is a very typical example.

While describing all kinds of intrigues in the family, he also did not forget to write about eating and drinking in detail.

Lu Xun's works are the same.

Green beans in hometown, yellow rice wine in kongyiji, salt boiled bamboo shoots, fennel beans, steamed vegetables in the storm, etc. Although the description is different from the luxury in the Red Mansions, it is local and close to the people, and the language is short, but it can arouse people's curiosity.

A writer who likes to eat cannot hide it, and his feelings of eating and drinking will always be unconsciously revealed in his books.

For example, when a Web Writer updates late at night, if he suddenly mixes a few lines of eating and drinking, the probability is that the food is greedy in the middle of the night.

When Lu Xun went out, he originally wanted to go out with books, but he looked at the brand-new books that Fang's father bought to fill the bookcase, and finally put them down.

Fang Ze looked at the title of the book and took his tablet to Lu Xun to download locally.

As a result, Lu Xun was a little dizzy because it was the first time to watch the tablet in a taxi.

"After all, it's not as good as books." Lu Xun handed the tablet back to Fang Ze.

"That's because you're not used to it." Fang Ze said, "this device is really not as comfortable as paper books. But its convenience is irreplaceable. If our next generation starts reading with this device since childhood, they can't stand turning pages."

"That's true." Lu Xun looked at this bustling world curiously, and then thought about his era. All kinds of ideas rushed up at once, wanting to write something.

There are ostentatious food in big hotels and delicious food in small alleys.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this sentence in DIDU. Food is a kind of thing. You usually get one point for a penny, three points for three cents, and at most four points for a dollar.

And sometimes the enjoyment you can get for a dollar is no different from three cents.

After all, it's not news that top hotels use ordinary ingredients to pretend to be top-level ingredients. Most of the catering industry in the world do this. After all, the number of top-level ingredients is limited and it is difficult to grow, but there are more and more rich people in the world.

This is like Lafite in 82. There were tens of thousands of bottles, but everyone wanted to drink. What should we do?

We have to pretend with inferior products, because those who can drink authentic and inferior products must have a way to drink real ones, while those who can't drink them, it's actually not bad to let them drink any kind.

This is also the reason why Huaxia can sell hundreds of thousands of bottles of '82 Lafite a year.

Entering the Hutong, if you don't look up, you can't see those high-rise buildings, which makes Lu Xun feel a little more familiar.

As a person who has lived in DIDU for many years, he is much more familiar with the Hutong of DIDU than Fang Ze.

It's just that the Hutong family is not as shabby and a little dirty as he was in those days.

Diankelai is the most delicious Yunnan Restaurant Fang Ze has ever tasted in DIDU.

Although the price is slightly expensive, it definitely belongs to the kind of place where you spend three cents, get three cents, or even four cents.

The hotel here is based on the bungalows in the Hutong. The atrium is specially equipped with glass rooms, and some viewing seats are set on the second floor, which looks both historical and modern.

The two sat on a mahogany table and ordered some of the signature dishes here. Then Fang Ze was about to find a topic to chat with Lu Xun to wake up his mind that had been poisoned by the smell of copper. Lin Jingxuan called again.

"Hello, Fang Ze. I'm doing our little game at the moment. Is your uncle Zhou nearby? I have a few questions to ask."

Fang Ze glanced around and found that the table was far away from the table here, so he nodded and said, "yes, what's the problem? Let me ask him."

"Is it Lu Xun who said, 'you say that China is bad, and you have the ability to emigrate'?"

"This sentence is not what Lu Xun said, okay." Fang Ze heard this sentence, which is common in online coercion, and without asking Lu Xun, he directly told Lin Jingxuan that it was not.

"The person who told me said it methodically." Lin Jingxuan said, "help me ask. Anyway, it probably means that. I won't find out what the original words are for a while."

Fang Ze heard Lin Jingxuan say so, so he said this to Lu Xun.

"This sentence is really what I said." Lu Xun took out the special cigarette Fang Ze took out from his father and wanted to smoke a few bites, but when he saw that the people in the restaurant didn't smoke, he put the cigarette box back.

"But that's not what I said." Lu Xun recalled for a moment, and then said, "this sentence should be a sentence I wrote in the soul of the debate. The original sentence is' you say China is bad. Are you a foreigner? Why not go to a foreign country? It's a pity that foreigners can't afford to see you... '"

After listening to Lu Xun's words, Fang Ze was really surprised. Lu Xun said those words that feelings are now used to force on the Internet nearly a hundred years ago.

If Lu Xun was born in modern times, Fang Ze dare not say whether he can become a great writer, but few people can tear him up online.

Such a person who doesn't say a dirty word, but can only scold others angrily is the real master of tearing force.