My Inseparable House Guests

"One more thing, you can also ask me." Lin Jingxuan continued, "When someone says you can do it, don't everyone answer me that the refrigerator is not good and you have to cool it yourself?"

"Yes. There is such a sentence, but it must not be what Lu Xun said." Fang Ze replied affirmatively, "At that time, Lu Xun, few people in Huaxia had seen a refrigerator."

"Of course I know that this sentence was not said by Lu Xun." Lin Jingxuan said, "I saw someone on the Internet saying that Lu Xun said a similar sentence. Please help me to ask which sentence 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 back then, called Hope for Critics, and there was a sentence in it:' For example, if a cook cooks and someone criticizes him, he should not hand over the kitchen knife and iron kettle to the critic, saying that you can try to make a good bowl.'”

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

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

Lin Jingxuan had accumulated a lot of questions and was going to ask them all at once, so before the food was served, Fang Ze and Lu Xun were answering Lin Jingxuan's questions.

"Did you say this sentence?" Fang Ze repeated what Lin Jingxuan said, and then asked Lu Xun, "Although they said this sentence has never appeared in your book, but it was you and me at a party. Someone else said it."

"I don't know." After listening to Fang Ze's words, Lu Xun answered bluntly.

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

"I don't know." Lu Xun said, "I have said so many things in my life, how can I remember them all. I may still have impressions written in books, but I don't know about them. After all, you won't remember you. I usually brag about it after drinking with my friends."

Lu Xun saw the waiter coming with the food from a distance, so he tore open the packaging bag of the chopsticks and continued, "But if there is really no owner of this sentence, you can also take it as me. In your eyes Here I am already a person lying in a coffin, and I will not stand up and refute that I did not say this sentence. So you don’t need to refer to my opinion for such words.”

"Is this really possible?"

"Really." Lu Xun nodded.

"Then let me remember." Fang Ze took out his mobile phone, opened the notebook software, and then seriously typed into the screen, "Lu Xun once said, if there is a sentence that you don't know who said it, then you can treat it as As I said."

Seeing Fang Ze's actions, Lu Xun immediately leaned back, raised his beard, and smiled happily.

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

"I finally understand why Confucius said so much."

The first delicacy served was shrimp in sour soup. The red sour soup and red shrimp look like they are fused together from a distance.

Use chopsticks to pinch the white shrimp meat exposed on the outside of the shrimp, which makes people drool just by looking at it.

Put the shrimp into the mouth, the sour soup flowed in the mouth along with the saliva, Fang Ze only had time to bite his teeth a few times, and the sour soup shrimp in his mouth was already swallowed by Fang Ze.

Shrimp in Sour Soup

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Although it was delicious, but the quantity was small, just a few shrimps, Fang Ze and Lu Xun picked up a few chopsticks and they disappeared.

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

When Fang Ze was in college, he loved to eat grilled fish. He once ate four meals of grilled fish in three days.

It can be said that all kinds of grilled fish have been eaten.

But in all fairness, authentic Yunnan lemongrass grilled fish is definitely the best grilled fish,

The outside is burnt and the inside is tender, with very few bone spurs. When you bite down, your tongue sticks to the seasoning on the outside of the fish. You don't want to put the fish in your mouth to chew until you finish absorbing these flavors.

Compared with these two special dishes, the pea jelly that was served later was a bit ordinary. Although it was delicious, it was not the best jelly.

But in addition to this, there is Yunnan's characteristic flower rice as a 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 attention to the impact.

"Well, it's time to exercise your brain after you've fed your stomach." Lu Xun readily agreed to Fang Ze's proposal.

The two just stood up, when Fang Ze walked to the front desk to check out, he met an acquaintance.

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

"You kid." Dean Jiang also recognized Fang Ze, and said with a chuckle, "The students I teach still follow me, and they usually eat at such tasteful places."

Are you boasting about yourself?

Fang Ze didn't understand why Dean Jiang said such a sentence suddenly, and then saw an old man coming out from behind Dean Jiang. "You shameless old man, brown rice mixed with gravel was the most delicious food for you when we went to the countryside, but now you are more particular about it."

After finding out that Dean Jiang was having a party with old friends, Fang Ze said something casually, and was about to leave when Dean Jiang grabbed his arm.

"Old Zhou." Dean Jiang grabbed Fang Ze, turned his head and said to his old friend, "I am a student, let's see if I am a good-looking talent, how about matching your daughter."

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

"Now I'm working as an intern in Hospital 301. My family's conditions are good. There are elders who are also the chiefs of the army. There is absolutely no problem matching your daughter."

"Dean Jiang, I have one." Fang Ze originally wanted to say that he had a girlfriend, but before he could say anything, Lao Zhou asked again, "But how old is this year? My daughter is a bit older."

"They're all in their twenties, they're pretty much the same. The third-year girl is still holding gold bricks." Dean Jiang answered for Fang Ze, and seeing that Lao Zhou had no intention of objecting, he turned his head to face him again. Fang Ze said, "That's it. I have your kid's phone number. I'll call you in a few days, and you come out to meet my old friend's daughter."

"Dean Jiang, no, I already have it." Fang Ze hurriedly opened his mouth to explain again, but Dean Jiang didn't give him a chance to explain at all, he patted Fang Ze on the shoulder twice, and then left with Lao Zhou.

Dean Jiang's slap made Fang Ze smell the alcohol on him. Fang Ze knew right away that the old dean must have lost his mind from drinking, so he messed with him.