Chapter 381

"Another sentence, please help me ask." Over there, Lin Jingxuan continued, "when someone said you were OK, you didn't usually answer me that the refrigerator was bad and you had to cool yourself?"

"Yes. There is such a sentence, but this is certainly not what Lu Xun said." Fang Ze answered definitely, "at that time, few people in China had seen refrigerators."

"Of course I know this sentence was not said by Lu Xun." Lin Jingxuan said, "I see someone on the Internet said that Lu Xun said a similar sentence. Please help me ask which one it is."

Fang Ze repeated Lin Jingxuan's words to Lu Xun. Lu Xun thought for a while, and then replied, "it seems that there is such a similar sentence. I wrote an article called hope for critics that year. There is a sentence in it that 'for example, when a cook cooks, someone criticizes him for being bad, he should not give the kitchen knife and iron kettle to the critic and say you should try to make a good bowl.'"

"That's it." Fang Ze gave Lu Xun a thumbs up.

It is no wonder that for thousands of years, China has been frying Confucius' cold rice. Some people's language can really go through the times, forcing you to fry his cold rice.

Lin Jingxuan had saved a lot of questions and was ready to ask them at one time, so Fang Ze and Lu Xun were answering Lin Jingxuan's questions before the food came.

"Did you say that?" Fang Ze paraphrased what Lin Jingxuan said again, and then asked Lu Xun, "although they said this sentence did not appear in your book, it was you who said it to others at the party."

"I don't know." After hearing Fang Ze's words, Lu Xun gave a crisp answer.

"What?" Fang Ze was stunned by Lu Xun's answer.

"I don't know." Lu Xun said, "I have said so many words in my life, how can I remember them all? What I wrote in the book may still have an impression, but I don't know this. After all, you won't remember the bragging you usually boast after drinking with your friends."

Lu Xun saw the waiter coming with the meal from a distance, so he tore open the packaging bag of chopsticks and said, "but if this sentence really doesn't have a owner, you can also think it's me. In your eyes, I'm already a person lying in the coffin, and I won't stand up and refute that this sentence is not what I said. So you don't need to refer to my opinion for such words."

"Is this really OK?"

"Really." Lu Xun nodded and replied.

"Let me write it down." Fang Ze took out his mobile phone, opened the laptop software, and then seriously input it into the screen, "Lu Xun once said that if there is a sentence you don't know who said it, it can be regarded as I said it."

Lu Xun saw Fang Ze's action, and immediately he leaned back, his beard turned up, and he laughed happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Ze looked at Lu Xun and asked.

"I finally know why Confucius said so much."

The first dish is shrimp in sour soup. The red sour soup and red shrimp look as if they are fused from a distance.

With chopsticks, the white shrimp meat with shrimp exposed outside makes people drool at a glance.

Put the shrimp into his mouth, and the sour soup flows in his mouth with the saliva. Fang Ze's teeth only have time to bite a few times, and the sour soup shrimp in his mouth has been swallowed by Fang Ze.

Although the shrimp in sour soup is delicious, the quantity is small. Just a few shrimp, Fang Ze and Lu Xun grabbed a few chopsticks and disappeared.

But fortunately, at this time, the second dish is also served, which is the famous citronella grilled fish in Yunnan.

When Fangze was in University, thieves liked to eat roast fish. They once ate four meals of roast fish in three days.

It can be said that I have eaten all kinds of roast fish.

But to be fair, the authentic Yunnan citronella roast fish is definitely the most delicious roast fish. It is scorched outside and tender inside, with few bone spurs. If you bite it down, your tongue will stick to the seasoning outside the fish. You don't want to put the fish into your mouth to chew until you finish smoking these flavors.

Compared with these two special dishes, the pea jelly served later is somewhat ordinary. Although it is delicious, it is not the most delicious jelly.

However, in addition to this, there is also Yunnan characteristic flower rice as the staple food. After eating these dishes and drinking a bowl of yogurt, Fang Ze and Lu Xun will not be able to eat any more.

"Let's go to Lin Jingxuan's studio now." Fang Ze patted his belly without paying any attention to the impact.

"Well, after feeding, it's really time to activate your brain." Lu Xun readily agreed to Fang Ze's proposal.

The two of them just stood up. When Fang Ze went to the front desk to check out, he met an acquaintance.

"President Jiang." Fang Ze didn't expect to see this old man here.

"You boy." President Jiang also recognized Fang Ze and said with a smile, "the students I teach are still with me. They usually eat in this tasteful place."

You are praising yourself.

Fang Ze didn't understand why President Jiang suddenly said such a sentence, and then he saw an old man coming out behind President Jiang. "You shameless old man, the brown rice mixed with gravel used to be the most delicious when we went to the countryside. Now it's more exquisite."

After understanding that President Jiang was having a party with an old friend, Fang Ze casually responded and was about to leave, but President Jiang grabbed his arm.

"Lao Zhou." President Jiang grabbed Fang Ze, turned to his old friend and said, "I'm a student. Let's see if I'm a talented person. How about matching your daughter."

"It looks good." Lao Zhou glanced at Fang Ze and said, "ask where you work now."

"Now I'm working as an intern doctor in the 301 Hospital. The conditions at home are good. There are elders or leaders in the army. There's absolutely no problem matching your daughter."

"President Jiang, I have." Fang Ze originally wanted to say that he had a girlfriend, but before he could say anything, he heard Lao Zhou ask again, "but how old is my daughter this year? My daughter is a little old."

"They are all in their twenties. It's the same. The junior is still holding the BRICs." President Jiang answered for Fang Ze, and then seeing that old Zhou didn't mean to object, he turned to Fang Ze and said, "that's settled. I have your boy's phone number. I'll call you in a few days, and you come out to meet my old friend's daughter."

"President Jiang, no, I already have." Fang Ze hurried to explain, but Jiang Yuanchang didn't give him a chance to explain, patted Fang Ze on the shoulder twice, and then left with Lao Zhou.

President Jiang's shot made Fang Ze smell the wine on him. Fang Ze immediately knew that the old Dean must have been drunk and confused, which gave him the spectrum of mandarin ducks.