"By the way, Charlene, it seems that you haven't finished talking about the roast duck restaurant just now, right?" Xue Ting and Shi Ran are now comrades-in-arms in the trenches, and seeing that Shi Ran is a little unable to get off the stage, they quickly change the topic to help Shi Ran.

"Of course it's not over, in addition to listening to the commentary, there are even more strange things." Charlene said.

"What's so strange? Let's talk about it. The second daughter urged.

Seeing Shi Ran and Xue Ting's eager appearance, Xia Lin hurriedly said: "Dining in Juquande, in addition to being able to listen to music and listen to commentary, you can also enjoy the two poems made by Zhang Daying for the restaurant in the hall before and after dinner, as well as Zhang Daying's two lines of calligraphy and cursive ink treasures, haven't you two heard of it?" ”

"Ahh Really? You stinky guy, you can't be a liar, right? How does that sound like a fantasy? Brother Zhang can also write calligraphy and poetry, which sounds fresh enough. Charlene, do you remember those two poems? Xie Shiran asked.

"I was very impressed by those two poems, of course I remember." Charlene said.

"Then you can tell me and let everyone see it? I feel like he's writing limericks, slipping through the mouth or something, you think he's like a poet? Xie Shiran said.

"It's not like a poet, I haven't seen him, I can't comment, whether it's a limerick or not, I'll recite it to you, you can judge for yourself." Charlene said.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up," Xie Shiran and Lin Xueting said.

Charlene brewed her emotions for a moment, and then opened her mouth to recite the first poem:

Praise roast duck.

The furnace is big, and there are many mysteries in the kitchen.

Crisp and tender can confuse immortals, and fresh fragrance can be greedy.

As soon as this poem was exported, Xie Shiran, Lin Xueting and others were surprised, both of them graduated from the Department of Chinese of Peking University, although they are not good at poetry, but they still understand the rhythm of poetry, and they can hear that this is a poem that is very suitable for the history of Juquande roast duck and Juquande roast duck restaurant, and it is definitely not the kind of smooth, oily poem that everyone will do.

"I really didn't expect this guy to really be able to write poetry. Although this is a short poem of four sentences and five words, it is closely attached to the theme of roast duck, and through the two spaces of "furnace" and "kitchen", using the words "Qiankun" and "Xuanji", the glorious history of roast duck and the exquisite roasting process are revealed. The last two sentences use the words "bewildering immortals" and "greedy Buddha" to push the roast duck to the highest position, even the gods and Buddhas can not resist the temptation of roast duck, roast duck, this traditional food, of course, is worthy of the world's first delicious. Xue Ting improvised a comment.

"I really didn't expect that this seemingly heartless, hee-hee-ha-ha, big-hearted guy would be able to make such a level of old-style poetry. Terrible! Xie Shiran has a new understanding of the man she likes.

"Isn't it? This kid doesn't seem to have taken a Chinese major, it seems that he is much stronger than the one who graduated from my class, and I will never be able to do it. Lin Xueting sighed.

"However, Sister Lin, is your comment also very high-level?" Shiran said.

"Where's the review? It's just a momentary excitement and gibberish, don't take it seriously. Xue Ting said modestly.

"I said, two, don't you be in a hurry to get excited and sigh? There's another song here, do you want to hear it? Charlene asked.

"Of course I want to hear it, it's a fool who doesn't want to hear it, say it quickly" I originally came to listen to the poem with the idea of watching the excitement, but I didn't expect the level of this kid's poetry to be much unexpected, which made the second daughter more interested, can you not listen?

Charlene coughed lightly, and then casually recited another poem:

Ode to the Golden Furnace

The golden furnace does not extinguish the fire for thousands of years, and the silver hook often hangs a long-lived duck.

The outside is burnt and the inside is tender and fragrant, and the color is beautiful and the flavor is strong and melting.

Let's ask which dish is beautiful, and it is the only one in German cuisine.

As soon as Xia Lin's voice fell, everyone applauded, and Mr. Ma Jinbiao, who is a famous martial arts master, couldn't help but comment after hearing it: "The gold furnace is against the silver hook, the nose is on the entrance, and the battle is very neat." ”

"Old man, what do you mean by 'long live' duck here? Could it be the name of the duck breed? Shiran asked.

"That's a good question, the long live duck here is mainly to highlight the word 'long live', long live is ten thousand years, thousand years to ten thousand years, both to fight, and to make the word 'year' not repeated, understand?" Mr. Ma explained.

"Oh, it's really exquisite, the current modern poetry is not so exquisite." Shiran said.

Modern poetry has become popular and popular, and in a sense, it is also a kind of progress, so that the public can create their own poems and express their emotions as they like. But I have to say that its charm and artistic conception are much inferior to the old style poems. Mr. Ma sighed.

"Yes, so, now many modern poems are called keyboard poems, carriage return poems, pear blossom bodies, but this is fine, everyone can write poems, everyone is a poet, and it is quite lively." Shiran laughed.