Genius commoner

Chapter 826: Governing a Big Country Like Cooking Small Fresh Food

Back in the small courtyard where he lived, Ye Zixuan found three more black cars at the door, at first he thought it was Sister Miao's men coming to change shifts, but when he saw the license plate, his body trembled, Hua zero zero one, Ye Zixuan's eyes were invisible Staring wide, looking at the entire Longshuo, the only person who can use this license plate is the top one in name.

Later, he found that there were many more guards around, but they were all hidden in secret. When he saw himself and Sister Miao appearing, he was a little more aggressive at first, and then calmed down again. It seems that the commander-in-chief is here. For a while, otherwise the guards wouldn't be so familiar with the terrain and occupy a favorable position, but why is the commander in chief here?

Release yourself, or declare guilt?Or kill him?It's just that these three purposes don't require the commander-in-chief to appear, and they can be resolved with just a phone call.

"Mr. Zhao came 15 minutes ago."

As Ye Zixuan's thoughts turned, Sister Miao leaned closer to Ye Zixuan's side and said in a low voice: "At that time, the bodyguard called me, and I called Mr. Zhao to tell him your location and actions. Not only didn't I let me urge you to go back, but instead let me take my time and don't rush, he has enough time today."

Ye Zixuan let out a long breath: "Why did Mr. Zhao come to see me?"

Sister Miao smiled faintly: "I can't answer this question for you." The commander-in-chief thought, how could it be easily known by others?
Ye Zixuan nodded to express his understanding, then walked into the courtyard, one person came up to whisper a few words to Sister Miao, and then led Ye Zixuan to the kitchen. Not long after, Ye Zixuan was standing in the 20-square-meter kitchen, standing at the door There were two people, and there was an old man in gray who was busy, moving neatly to soak the unfinished corn kernels at noon.

Then, he took out all the old rice that Ye Zixuan hadn't finished eating at noon from the rice cooker, beat it into particles one by one with a rice spoon, and put them in a large porcelain bowl. Clean small fish, weighing about a catty, with fresh meat, and then he turned on the gas stove, and the range hood turned on.

The appearance of the old man is very ordinary, and his stature does not look tall, but the light flowing in his eyes gives him a very powerful inner strength, just like the old man and the old man in the sea. Under the gaze of Miao Jie, Ye Zixuan immediately realized that this The old man is Mr. Zhao, he was a little surprised by the latter's behavior, so he hurried to the old man and said:
"Mr. Zhao, good evening."

The old man in gray didn't turn around or look back. He focused more on the ingredients in front of him, but he had a kind smile on his face: "Chapter 60 of Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" said: Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food! Use the Tao to help the world , Its ghosts are not gods, it is not its ghosts that are not gods, its gods do not hurt people, its not its gods it does not hurt people, and saints do not hurt people."

"Husband and wife don't hurt each other, so virtue will return to each other."

With eyebrows like sharp swords, eyes with insight into the world, and an old man who speaks, he has a peace that surpasses all living beings in the world. He is not tall, but standing there, he has the majesty of a heavenly man. A rare genius who is familiar with Arabic, and governing the country is like cooking a small dish, this allusion does not bother you, does it?"

Surprise flashed across Ye Zixuan's face. He didn't expect the old man to test him as soon as he came, but he didn't hesitate too much, and took the topic softly: "During the Xia Dynasty, the wise Yi Yin saw that Shang Tang was a virtuous monarch, so he proposed to him Once, Yi Yin saw Tang asking about the food, so he took the opportunity to express his opinion."

When the old man poured a spoonful of vegetable oil into the pot, Ye Zixuan added another sentence: "He said: Cooking should neither be too salty nor too bland, and the seasoning should be adjusted well; governing the country is like cooking, and neither can be rushed , and you can't be slack, only when it's just right can you get things done, otherwise it will be a terrible mess."

"Even spoiled the meals."

The old man in gray turned around when he heard the words, looked at the tranquil Ye Zixuan, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes: "Yes, the answer is very comprehensive. Although I have received some help, I have profound knowledge, a firm heart, and a strong personality. With an optimistic and persevering spirit, it is no wonder that martial arts and career have reached such heights at such a young age."

His voice was still serious, as if there were no emotional fluctuations, but the words revealed made Ye Zixuan move his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw the old man in gray looking at him with a smile on his face, with a very interested picture: "Thank you Mr. Zhao praises that when he was a child, he was bored and read a few more books for entertainment, so he happened to remember this allusion."

"It's rare to know how to be humble."

Praise flashed across the face of the gray-clothed old man, and then he turned back to cook the small fish: "I'm right, governing a country is indeed like cooking small fish, not only the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar must be just right, but also the heat must be in place. The most important thing is that when cooking small fish, don't stir it too much, otherwise it will be easy to rot, take a look, you can't go wrong in any link."

"Cooking a small fish is like dancing on the tip of a knife. It is very difficult."

The corner of Ye Zixuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he could hear the deep meaning in the old man's words, but he didn't know what he meant for a moment, so he kept silent and didn't respond. Then, the old man said softly: "It's just that I know that cooking small fish can't be too much." You can move, but sometimes, because of oil, fire, and mood, you can't move."

"If it doesn't move, it may burn, it may become mushy, and in the end the whole fish will be ruined."

At this time, one side of the small fish put into the pan was fried, and the gray-clothed old man carefully turned it over with a spatula, letting the other side bear the hot oil and scalding, and sighed at the same time: "Stir it, maybe the fish will rot, and the taste will change." , the taste is not satisfactory, even the bones and flesh are broken into a pile, but it is still a fish after all, can you still eat it, right?"

Turning the fish over, I don't know if the old man did it on purpose, or it was just a coincidence, the fish's tail was stuck to the pan and some of the flesh was ripped off, some scattered, Ye Zixuan could somewhat understand what the old man meant, he hesitated for a while and smiled: "Fried small fish, Sometimes you do have to stir to avoid burning, but you can't stir it now and then to avoid burning."

As the old man listened quietly, Ye Zixuan coughed: "Move to the left, turn to the right, even a hundred fish can't be fried well, and it's impossible to fry to a level that is excellent, fragrant, and delicious. There is always a need for a balance point. Stirring You may never get the fish burnt, but you will never cook a good fish that wins everyone's admiration."

"For me, a little burnt and a little mushy is more palatable than a mixture of flesh and blood."

It is rare to have the opportunity to meet the commander-in-chief face to face, and still get along alone like this, Ye Zixuan bit the bullet and finished speaking: "Maybe you want to fry a good fish in your heart, but sometimes the method is wrong, and it is easy to spoil the fish in the pot with good intentions." Yu, of course, this is just Zixuan's personal opinion, in terms of skills and standards, Mr. Zhao is much richer than me."

"How the fish will be fried in the end is still up to Mr. Zhao."

The old man habitually flipped his hand shoveling the fish, paused for a moment, then laughed: "It makes sense." Then he sighed with emotion: "It seems that this world really belongs to you young people, with ideals, passion, and passion. Vigorous, looking at your youthful vigor and domineering appearance, I wish I could be 40 years younger."

"In that way, I can be with you and enjoy this happy time."

A smile appeared on Ye Zixuan's face, and his voice was full of respect: "Youth is indeed good, it represents vitality and youth, but sometimes it also represents arrogance and frivolity, such as me who was furious." He did not forget Correct your attitude: "Relying on the protection of my family and my strong skills, I made such a big basket."

"Bring troubles to the family and grandpa, and make them worry about themselves all day long."

Ye Zixuan felt apologetic: "Thinking of this, Zixuan feels guilty."

The old man straightened his body slightly, and looked sideways at Ye Zixuan beside him: "In the eyes of many people, you have indeed caused a big mess, but in my eyes, you just did what a man should do. In terms of your position and identity, I give you a thumbs up for your actions this time, Long Shuo really lacks a good boy like you who would give blood for blood."

He stretched out his hand and patted Ye Zixuan on the shoulder: "Right now, the whole Longshuo, internally and externally, is either tolerant of the overall situation, or moderate to calm the chaos. No matter how radical it is, it is just using softness to overcome rigidity or stabbing people with soft knives. It has been ten years. I have never seen such a passionate boy like you, I appreciate from the bottom of my heart, the toughness and iron blood in your bones."

Ye Zixuan was slightly surprised, but also touched: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

He thought that the old man would scold him severely and make a big mess for him and the country to clean up, but he didn't expect that not only did he not scold him, but he directly told him to support him. It is impossible for Ye Zixuan not to be moved. Immediately afterwards, he saw the old man wave his hand lightly and said, "There is nothing to thank, this is the true reaction from my heart."

"Appreciation is appreciation, I don't need to say nice things to please you."

The old man's words were very firm: "Besides, you are not wrong about the whole thing."

Ye Zixuan bit his lips: "Thank you Mr. Zhao for your kindness, but killing someone this time is a big disaster. Mr. Zhao, you can punish me as you need to punish me."

"How to cook this fish is not up to me alone. If it is up to me, I will not only give you your freedom immediately, but also give you an official title."

The old man in gray laughed loudly, holding a little fish with a rising fragrance in his hand: "I still need to worry about other people's opinions, so even though I think you are right and try my best to deal with this matter, I still need to do something to reconcile it, Tianlong , you should leave Long Shuo for a few months, and come back to the capital after the limelight of Xu Qinglong's case has passed."

"If you stay in Longshuo, it will easily hurt their hearts, and things will be endlessly entangled."

His voice unknowingly deepened: "Besides, if you stay in Longshuo, it's easy for them to track down your whereabouts. You've seen it these days too. How many stalkers from the Xu family are they finding out every day? If it wasn't for me With enough power around you, plus my prestige and the status of Beijing University, I'm afraid those people will attack you long ago."

The old man added: "The incident is brewing and gambling, and it can be predicted that it will become more and more intense, so it is not safe for you to stay in Longshuo now, and there is no guarantee that the other party will lose their minds. Leave for a few months, first, to avoid the limelight of the incident, The second is to ensure personal safety, if you need me to send someone to protect you, or take your men with you, it is up to you to decide."

Ye Zixuan was slightly taken aback: "Leave Long Shuo? Where are you going?"

"Where to go is up to you. I will send you out secretly."

Then the old man pointed at the small fish that was about to be fried and said with a smile: "Fish, it's time to get out of the pan."

(End of this chapter)