Would you rather eat without meat than live without bamboo?

Ji Xiaogongzi wanted to break his head, and he couldn't remember such a poem.

If you have bamboo, you have to have meat!

With less bamboo or less meat, how can my sister make this fragrant yellow meat bamboo rice?

The fragrance of bamboo rice wafted in the bamboo forest and into the pavilion next to the bamboo lake.

Ji Mo had no distractions, and Ye Qi hung the scroll written by his master on the bamboo outside the pavilion.

"It's better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo!"

Ye Qi muttered the two rows of vigorous and powerful characters on the scroll, and was as puzzled as Ji Xiaogongzi: "Why can't I think of a poet who wrote such two sentences?" Master, my subordinates have been secretly staring at the stinky girl in Xinghua Village for so long, and I feel that since the girl fell into the water, it seems that she has changed as a person, and it is always a little strange. ”

"She became sharp-toothed and silent, and from time to time she could recite a few lines of poetry casually."

Compared with poetry, Ye Qi was more interested in the food made by Su Cao, and he sniffed sharply: "It's so fragrant!" What did you do this time? It's more fragrant than the last bamboo tube chicken. The stinky girl has no conscience, knowing that her subordinates and masters are here in the bamboo forest pavilion, and she doesn't see how to send some of the finished things......"

Before the words of the seventh night fell, I saw Su Cao turn out from the side of the bamboo forest stream, carrying a basket and walking towards the pavilion.

As Su Cao approached, with Ye Qi's keen sense of smell, he could already smell the terrible fragrance emanating from the basket, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

This time, he didn't stop Su Cao, and craned his neck to see what was in the basket?

However, the banana leaves covered the basket tightly, and except for the fragrance wafting out, I was stunned to see what was delicious inside.

"Childe is practicing calligraphy?"

Su Cao put the basket he was carrying on the stone table, stood behind Ji Mo and praised: "The words are like their people, and the words of the son are really vigorous and powerful." ”

Can you eat words?

Ye Qi waited expectantly for Su Cao to uncover the basket, and at this time, Ji Mo put the pen on the inkstone and glanced at him coldly.

Night Seven: "......"

Delicious food right away?

Why did Childe drive him away at this time?

Between food and life, Ye Qi chose the latter, glanced at Su Cao aggrievedly, and then disappeared into the bamboo forest pitifully.

As soon as Ye Qi left, Ji Mo glanced at the stool next to the stone table.

Su Cao sat down and stood opposite him: "Childe, but you have something to ask me?" ”

Ji Mo nodded, picked up a pen and splashed ink on the paper, writing a poem that she accidentally burst out when she was roasting bamboo rice, I'd rather eat no meat than live without bamboo!

The pen is as graceful as a swimming dragon, Ji Mo looked at her, what does it mean to be the next sentence?

Is it because of Ji Xiaogongzi, Ye Qi is staring in secret?

Or is he a keen hearing, and things in the bamboo forest can't escape his ears and eyes?

"No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar. People are thin and fat, but people are not curable. ”

At this point, Su Cao stubbornly said nonsense: "Before my father committed a big crime, he was also a scholar, and when he was drinking, he said nonsense that this was a sentence written by a poet surnamed Su, I thought these sentences were easy to understand, so I wrote them down." ”

Ji Mo was expressionless, wrote down a few lines of poetry she said, and hung the scroll on the bamboo branch outside the pavilion.

Then take out the clean rice paper and spread it in front of Su Cao.

Finally, he took a pen and dipped it in ink and handed it to Su Cao.

Let her write?

How can the village girl continue to act?

Su Cao refused to accept the brush he handed over, and shook his head: "Ji Gongzi, I can't read." ”