Chapter 225

Wash the pot clean, add a small amount of water, and then ignite the weeds and firewood.

Just like this, simmer slowly over a low flame, letting it cook through gradually; you must not be impatient.

Savoring the lingering charm of the poem just now, Professor Wang An could not help but recite the last two lines again.

"Wait for it to ripen itself, do not urge it; when the heat is sufficient, it will be delicious on its own?!"

As each word emerged from his mouth, a look of astonishment grew in Professor Wang An's eyes.

This was not talking about boiling meat at all; it was equally talking about life.

If you are impatient, you cannot eat hot tofu; all things in the world have their own rhythm.

Do not be anxious.

Take it slow.

By the time Professor Wang An reacted to this line of poetry with a face full of shock, he saw Ye Xuan acting as if nothing had happened, pushing the pork in front of him toward the other three people, smiling and saying.

"This meat is cooked just right; everyone, have a taste."

As soon as the voice came out, it also awakened Kang Hui and Dong Qin, who had fallen into silence because of this poem just now.

The look of shock in Dong Qin's eyes simply could not be suppressed.

The poem just now seemed simple and plain, nothing more than an ordinary recipe for a meat dish.

But feeling it more carefully, it was simply the smoke and fire of ordinary life.

"Mr. Ye, this of yours..."

It was prepared in advance, right?!

Dong Qin almost suspected that this was a poem Ye Xuan had written beforehand.

But the next instant, she suddenly realized and swallowed the words in her mouth.

Impossible.

Professor Wang An's poem just now was an impromptu idea to begin with.

Asking Mr. Ye Xuan to compose a poem was an even more impromptu idea on top of an impromptu idea.

Where would there be time to prepare in advance?!

Even if it were prepared in advance, Dong Qin had already searched her memory.

If she had seen such fine lines, she would definitely have an impression.

But right now, she dared to guarantee that these few simple lines of poetry were definitely the first time she had seen them.

In other words, this was clearly written by Ye Xuan himself!

Not only Dong Qin, but Kang Hui beside her also reacted from his daze just now; at this moment, his eyes were filled with admiration.

"Mr. Ye, you were clearly being modest just now."

How could this be someone with no research into poetry?!

This was clearly research to a certain realm.

With just those few words just now, without ten or eight years of research foundation, how could one write it?!

Not only did it describe the production process of this dish, but it also experienced another layer of realm with deep meaning.

How many poets can reach this level?!

Facing the shock in the eyes of the three, Ye Xuan did not feel he had said anything remarkable at all; instead, he shook his head lightly.

"Because it was an impromptu work, the length and parallelism are not neat; it is just for fun."

Just for fun?!

Once these four words came out, the other three subconsciously twitched the corners of their mouths.

If this is just for fun, then where should others put their faces?!

At this moment, Professor Wang An subconsciously placed the little poem he had just made together with this poem by Ye Xuan.

Comparing them like this, he suddenly became red-faced.

This simply could not be compared.

One is heaven and one is earth; this gap is simply too big!

He could neither elevate himself nor could he lower Ye Xuan.

Sighing inwardly, Professor Wang An immediately put down his previous unwillingness to accept.

He had thought it was a twenty-something-year-old kid who didn't understand anything; who knew that the other person was the true expert?!

It was his own skill that was inferior to others.

Raising his head to look at Ye Xuan, who was eating the roast duck seriously, Professor Wang An flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes and couldn't help but let out an "Eh."

If he could compose such a masterpiece, he would definitely be eager to promote this poem and let everyone know his ability.

But why was Ye Xuan so understated, appearing so plain and unremarkable instead?!

Once the question arose, an instinctive answer suddenly popped into Professor Wang An's heart.

Could it be that the lines of poetry that were shocking to them were merely the tip of the iceberg for Ye Xuan?

Could it be that the peak that was difficult for them to reach was merely easy and ordinary in Ye Xuan's eyes?

Could it be that the fine lines that were hard to come by for them were merely picked up at will for Ye Xuan?

Therefore, Ye Xuan's performance was so calm.

Once this thought emerged, Professor Wang An almost bit his own tongue.

He was almost frightened by this bizarre idea.

Yet he felt that this guess, which seemed incredible if spoken out, might be true.

This little poem just now was far from touching the ceiling of this young man in front of him.

It was not even necessary to linger for an extra second.

That was why Ye Xuan could be so light and breezy, so free and easy.

At this time, being watched by Professor Wang An for a long time, Ye Xuan also realized something was wrong.

He raised his head, glanced at Professor Wang An, and asked in confusion.

"Professor Wang, is there something stuck on my face?"

Ye Xuan thought his mouth wasn't wiped clean; otherwise, why would Professor Wang An look at him so many times?!

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Professor Wang An shaking his head like a rattle, and he asked with an eager face.

"Mr. Ye, how... do you usually accumulate ancient poetry?"

Professor Wang An had already secretly made up his mind.

Even if he couldn't reach Ye Xuan's height, learning a little bit was still learning.

Although he was old, it couldn't affect his upward-striving heart.

Seeming to see the hope in Professor Wang An's eyes, Ye Xuan pondered for a second and said slowly.

"Advance like a pawn one step at a time; effort will never be in vain; polish like jade to achieve success; streams reach the four seas."

As soon as the sixteen characters came out, Ye Xuan indeed saw a light suddenly flickering in Professor Wang An's eyes.

After all, Ye Xuan couldn't tell the Professor Wang An in front of him that the things in his brain were the crystallization of knowledge from another world.

Since that was the case, it was better to give people a direction to move forward.

As Ye Xuan's words came out, not only did Professor Wang An's eyes light up, but even Dong Qin and Kang Hui put down their chopsticks and listened carefully.

Repeating these sixteen characters in his mouth, Professor Wang An only felt that these sixteen characters were endlessly thought-provoking.

Like a pawn advancing a little, effort will absolutely not be in vain.

Like polishing raw jade, even the smallest stream can converge into the sea.

Suddenly sitting up straight and wiping his hands clean, Professor Wang An thanked him earnestly.

"Mr. Ye, I have been taught."

"I have been taught." Dong Qin and Kang Hui on the side did the same, nodding in acknowledgment. ===== CHAPTER 228 =====