C68

Chapter 68 - Witnessing a Big Saber

"Mei Ran, long time no see."

Pushing the door open, he saw a man in his thirties wearing a white Armani suit. His hair was slightly short, making him look exceptionally energetic. He was about 1.78 meters tall and slightly thin. However, when paired with his black framed eyes, he did look a little cultured. Upon entering, his gaze was locked onto Su Meiran who was wearing a dark green long skirt, and spoke gently.

"Sit, Mr. Zhou." Su Meiran forced out a smile, and said stiffly.

"Just call me Solitary Tree." The man who entered found a seat and sat down, then smiled politely towards Su Meiran. There was a touch of elegance in his tone.

"This is my brother Su Gang." Su Meiran pointed at Su Gang, and then pointed at Xiao Yi. After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth and said, "This is my friend Xiao Yi."

Zhou Dugu immediately looked towards Su Gang and Xiao Yi in the room, and revealed a bright smile revealing his pure white teeth, he opened his mouth and greeted politely: "Greetings to the two of you, I am Zhou Duushu, I have just returned from America."

Su Gang forced out a smile, nodded, and replied "Hello." On the other hand, Xiao Yi did not give Zhou Dugu any face, he only stared blankly at him, and did not even bother to make a sound.

Su Meiran immediately found the scene in the room extremely awkward, and laughed: "Mr. Zhou, this Red Tea House of Manju has combined the Chinese and Western styles perfectly. Mr. Zhou, what do you like to drink and eat?

After all, Su Meiran was a smart woman. Her words were not overly friendly, but it was not the kind of feeling where people would feel that she was a thousand miles away. After all, this blind date had been decided by her parents. She, Su Meiran, still did not dare to display too much impudence.

"Good, good, excellent." Zhou Dushu felt that Su Meiran was understanding and thoughtful. Choosing such a place could be considered taking care of each other's tastes. He picked up the menu and immediately said, "I would like to order an American T-bone steak. I eat this dish a lot at the University of Washington. It was oily but not greasy, and its appearance was extremely beautiful. You can all try your luck with the seven-tenths of cooked T-bone steak and the bit of biting force. "

"What's so good about the order? The steak?" When Xiao Yi heard about this steak, he immediately showed a face full of unwillingness.

"Mr. Lee, this steak really gives us some common sense." Zhou Du Mu's memory was indeed good, he opened his mouth and called Xiao Yi's surname, following that he said confidently: "When we start cooking this T-bone steak, we will first take a big spoonful of olive oil. The pan is then heated to fry the steaks until they are as ripe as you like, then the steaks are removed and placed in the main dish. Then, stir-fry onions and shredded bacon, soften and pour into red wine. Finally, the alcohol is evaporated with a little yellow cream, mixed with gravy, seasoned properly, and sprinkled on the T-bone steak when used. "

After no one boasted about the method, Zhou Dushu's face lit up as he continued to showcase his knowledge, "This T-bone steak has the charm of red wine. In this kind of situation, it's most suitable. "

Xiao Yi was already feeling sleepy listening to this, and was not the slightest bit interested in this kind of cuisine. Immediately, Hengxi opened her mouth and lazily asked, "Looks like, you're a chef right? So good at making this kind of steak? "

"Chef?" Zhou Dushu stared blankly for a moment, and then his face blossomed. He raised his sharp chin and said proudly, "Why would I be willing to be a chef when I've just returned from studying at the University of Washington? I have a doctorate in management and am ready to take over the family business when I return home. As for this kind of cuisine, I learned it myself in my spare time. "

"Oh." Xiao Yi responded with a low voice. Towards Zhou Duushu's enthusiasm, he only agreed with a bowl of cold water.

"Mei Ran, I've seen you before when I was young. After not seeing you for so many years, you look even more beautiful. "It's a good thing that you didn't get married. The first thing I wanted to do after returning home was to find you." Zhou Dushu could not be bothered with Xiao Yi this chattering bumpkin, and passed the menu to Su Meiran as he spoke.

"Is that so?" Su Meiran absent-mindedly replied before she buried her head and looked at the menu.

Originally, Su Meiran was slightly disgusted by this kind of marriage. Furthermore, with Su Meiran's permission to look at others, he was able to see that Zhou Dugu was still as arrogant and proud as he was when he was young. The moment he entered, he started to show off his knowledge.

This caused Su Meiran to hate this Zhou Dugu from the bottom of her heart.

"Mei Ran, what have you been doing all these years? Do you have any hobbies? Let's go to the event after eating dinner. " Zhou Dugu stared at Su Meiran who was immersed in reading the menu, his eyes became even more passionate, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"I don't have any hobbies. Help me take care of the company." Su Meiran raised his head slightly, and as a courtesy, he answered.

"It's better for girls to have more hobbies." Zhou Dushu sighed and said, "I've been abroad all these years, accepting advanced cultural knowledge from the West, but my interests …"

"Alright, alright." Xiao Yi interrupted Zhou Du Shu and his eyes turned cold. He asked: "What do you mean by continuously accepting the advanced culture knowledge from the west? Do we not have the advanced cultures from our hometown?"

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, Su Gang nodded his head in deep agreement. Most people did not have a good impression of vanity. Even the absent-minded Su Meiran was frowning slightly at this moment.

"Mr. Lee, that's not what I meant." Zhou Dushu raised his head, and looked at Xiao Yi, who was fighting with him the entire time, with a sharp glint in his eyes. A trace of anger flashed across his face but he suppressed it in the end. He opened his mouth and spoke calmly.

The local culture naturally had its quintessence. All these years, I have some reference to Chinese zither, chess, calligraphy, ancient scriptures and even acupuncture and moxibustion. "

"Oh, Mr. Zhou is such a talent." Once Su Gang heard about how wide the Lone Tree was, he immediately asked: "I wonder if you guys from the Mr. Zhou are able to talk about what the most recent Lone Tree is?"

"Calligraphy is naturally Chinese calligraphy." Zhou Dushu was not afraid of the stage, and started to talk about the topic with a complacent look on his face, "Recently, I have researched a few small charms in the field of Chinese calligraphy, and I have some experience with them. Since Qin unified the six kingdoms, unified Chinese characters, as a popular type of character popular. I recently saw an ancient Chinese character in the Qin Dynasty, "Chen Zhihe Book", which really made me gasp in admiration. The strokes are complex and the form is quaint. The shape was rectangular and the structure was symmetrical to the left and right, giving off a very straight and beautiful feeling. I can't help but marvel at the profoundness of Chinese characters. In my opinion, Zhao Zhiqian's "Chen Zhihe's Book" is indeed a treasure of the famous Chinese people. "

Indeed, these words revealed the profound knowledge of Zhou Dushu. The Su Clan siblings were both stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed through their eyes. It seemed that the big foppish young master Zhou was not unskilled after all. In his stomach, there was indeed a little bit of pride.

"Mr. Zhou is indeed very knowledgeable, Mei Ran is truly impressed." Su Meiran raised her head, and praised Zhou Du Mu.

"I don't dare to say I don't dare to say I do, but there have been a lot of them over the years. Occasionally, I just have some insights. " Zhou Dushu's face was glowing, and his heart felt like it was about to float above the clouds. After showing off for so long, he finally won over the beauty's admiration.

Unexpectedly, just as Zhou Dugu was feeling pleased with himself. Xiao Yi, however, could not hold back and laughed out loud. He laughed while leaning forward and raising his head, while laughing so hard that his forehead knocked against the table in front of him.

"Mr. Lee, what are you laughing at?" Zhou Dugu's brows slightly rose, and his gaze towards Xiao Yi became even more unfriendly.

"I'm laughing at you, what a joke." Xiao Yi took a deep breath and stopped himself from laughing. Then, he looked at Su Meiran, and reprimanded him: "Foolish woman, what do you admire about him?"

Just now, Zhou Dushu's words had convinced others that there was no problem. Indeed, not many people had dabbled in the art of ancient calligraphy. However, Xiao Yi was different. He, who had copied ancient scriptures since he was young, had definitely reached a high level when it came to calligraphy. When Xiao Yi heard what Zhou Dushu said just now, it was like an enormous joke.

"You're laughing at me?" Zhou Dushu's face turned green, his face became serious and he shouted: "Since you dare laugh at me, then Mr. Lee will definitely say it. I am Zhou Dushu, and no one has ever laughed at me in all these years. "

"I'm just laughing at you." Xiao Yi stared at Zhou Duushu, who was standing in front of him, and said coldly: "Since you want to talk about 'one, two, three', then you better listen carefully. The earlier ancient letter, "Chen Zhihe's Book", was not something you could casually make up. That calligraphy was not born from the spread of small characters in the Qin Dynasty. It was written by all the calligraphers in the Qing Dynasty. Even though Zhao Zhiqian was a famous calligrapher of the Qing Dynasty. However, this set of words was not his. Chen Zuohe's Book was a book written by Deng Shiru, a calligraphy master in the Qing Dynasty. "You said that the act you made up a moment ago was laughable and unfunny?"

At the end, Xiao Yi raised his voice. Each of his words was filled with a supreme aura, as if they could split mountains and break rocks. They were filled with power.

Talking about calligraphy with Xiao Yi meant that Guan Gong was playing with swords in front of him.

"Hmph." Zhou Dushu let out a cold snort, and said arrogantly: "What you say? "In my opinion, it was created by the Qin Dynasty on behalf of Zhao Zhiqian."

"It's not fun to force your words." Xiao Yi laughed coldly, he then turned to look straight at Zhou Duushu, and asked in a clear voice: "Then tell me, what exactly is written in the《 Chen Duohe Book》?"

Hearing Xiao Yi's questioning, Zhou Dushu's forehead became covered in a layer of cold sweat. After a moment of silence, his expression turned even more unsightly. The so-called "Chen Yu He", only occasionally flipped through a few pages, in case it was not used for showing off. If he really did say one, two, and three, then he, Zhou Dushu, really couldn't say them out loud.

"Then tell me, what does' Chen Zhihe's Book 'talk about?" However, Zhou Duushu's aura was not weak at all, but he started to question Xiao Yi instead.

"Listen." Xiao Yi was not the least bit afraid, and immediately opened his mouth to reply leisurely: "Deng Shiru's family has two cranes. The cranes are said to be at least 130 years old. One day, the female crane died. Only a dozen days later, Deng Shirou's wife, Madam Shen, also died. Such a coincidence gave rise to many associations among the scholars of the time.

Deng Shiru, 59, was heartbroken, and the crane cried alone and clung to him. Since he could not bear to look at the grieving appearance of the lone crane, Deng Shiru decided to stay at the Taoist temple, which was located thirty miles away from him, where he would keep the crane. From then on, he carried food to feed the cranes. He traveled 30 miles back and forth, persevering every month. Suddenly, on another day, he received a report while he was staying at the Great Clarity Temple in Yangzhou. The crane was caught by the magistrate, An Qing, and was taken back to his mansion. He immediately set out on his journey back to Anqing and wrote down a letter to the Prefect, Chen Zhihe. "

This long story slowly spoke out from Xiao Yi's mouth, causing everyone present to be captivated by it. At the same time, Su Meiran and Su Gang had already confirmed in their hearts that every single detail related to the《 Chen Zhihe Book》, what Xiao Yi said was very plausible, and it was most likely true. As for that Zhou Dugu, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that he was just making up nonsense.

Both of them looked suspiciously at Zhou Duushu with a hint of despise in their eyes. Zhou Dugu's face turned red, his thin and pointy face immediately looked like a monkey's ass.

"Zhou Dushu, Zhou Yushu." Xiao Yi stared at Zhou Dushu in front of him, and said playfully: "Your parents have not given you the wrong name, they want you to read more every week. But you don't listen. Now, do you know what your problem is? The problem with you is that you don't read much, think too much and talk too much. "