"Simple and plain." Beichenye commented seriously: "Very good."
When Mu Qianyu heard this, he muttered again and said, "But isn't this too ordinary? Will others think that I, the new champion, have no strength?"
"Madam, do you have a better idea?" Bei Chenye understood her confusion and asked, "Can I help you, husband?"
Mu Qianyu also felt that her handwriting was a little unsatisfactory. On the other hand, Beichen Ye's iron paintings and silver hooks made every stroke seem to be written on her heart. It was so beautiful.
"No, I'll do it. I'll be able to write it when I'm full." Mu Qianyu was also very enthusiastic and quickly put this behind his mind, his eyes firmly attracted by the delicious food on the table.
Beichenye put some food for her dotingly and said, "Madam is a top scholar, no one will question anything she writes."
"But after all, I don't have any test papers, so I still have to show my skills to them." Mu Qianyu firmed up his thoughts.
She decided to bring out the works of saints from previous lives. The Tao Te Ching would definitely not be completed. God here is more cautious and does not allow discussion of Taoism.
There should be nothing wrong with the Analects of Confucius. She can choose a shocking sentence that will make people understand the realm at a glance.
So while eating, she recalled the sentences that the uncle next door recited every day, and selected which sentence was more suitable.
The restaurant owner treated them like the most distinguished guests, waiting at the door personally and instructing the waiter to change the dish to a new one as soon as more than three chopsticks of a dish were eaten.
We hope that they can taste all the delicious food in the restaurant.
The waiter was very energetic, and after a while he brought new dishes over, preparing to take down the touched dishes.
After hearing this idea, Mu Qianyu shook his head repeatedly and said: "This can't be done, it's too wasteful. Besides, we'll eat all the food you serve. Leave the new dishes behind. You can go."
The waiter looked at the more than thirty dishes on the table with a look of confusion on his face. No matter how much he could eat, he wouldn't eat them all, right?
Although he was dubious, he still obeyed and went out.
Then they witnessed Xiao Ruo's strength, his appetite was like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus, empty plates were brought out one after another, and they had no choice but to start serving the same dishes.
The shopkeepers were all sweating. Although being able to get the No. 1 prize would mean a guaranteed profit, and it could be earned for many, many years, the investment this time was not small.
There were not many rare ingredients in the kitchen, but now they were almost exhausted, so they had no choice but to let people buy them.
Seeing Xiaoruo eating happily, Mu Qianyu was also a rare generous person, and said to Beichenye: "It's better to leave some money for others when you leave. No matter how big a restaurant is, this is not the way to eat."
"Well, I should." Beichen Ye responded, looking thoughtful.
After Mu Qianyu finished eating, he leaned back on the chair and smiled for a moment: "I have thought of what I want to write. These words will definitely make people stunned."
"Can my wife and I grind it?" Beichenye asked.
Before Mu Qianyu could reply, the shopkeeper rushed in and said, "The pens and ink have been prepared in the lobby on the second floor. Miss Mu can just move over."
"Okay." Mu Qianyu stood up confidently.
News spread like wildfire that the newly promoted top pick in the Tianbang Restaurant had come to Rugui Restaurant for dinner and had an inscription. Many people who wanted to see the top pick's calligraphy came early and waited on the second floor.
The shopkeeper felt that it was easier for these respectable people to build momentum, so he did not chase people away, so more and more people gathered. At this moment, Rugui Restaurant was already overcrowded.
Mu Qianyu saw this scene when he walked out of the box door. He was somewhat surprised, but he quickly greeted him with a smile.
Bei Chenye followed her half a step behind and walked with her to the tables and chairs in the hall. He watched her pick up a two-finger-thick brush, leaned forward slightly, and filled the pen with ink.
At this moment, there were many famous people standing around. When they saw Mu Qianyu's behavior, they secretly admired him. The temperament of the number one person on the Tianbang list was just different. No matter where he stood, he seemed to be consistent with the way of heaven, which was pleasing to the eye.
Seeing this, they couldn't help but breathe softly and watched as the brush slowly landed on the lower right corner of the rice paper. A horizontal stroke appeared, and then a vertical stroke.
Mu Qianyu wrote very slowly, putting the first word on the paper stroke by stroke.
'towards'.
People couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when they saw this character falling on the paper. For no other reason than that the character was written too childishly, like a child learning to write for the first time, and it was very inconsistent with Mu Qianyu's own temperament.
The contrast was a bit big. People looked at each other for a moment, and their brains were short-circuited for a moment.
Cai Dayan heard the news at a nearby teahouse and came over. As soon as he went up the stairs, he saw the first character of Mu Qianyu. The character was worse than that of a person who had not practiced martial arts since he was a child.
"Pfft..." He couldn't help laughing, but just as he was about to laugh, he saw Bei Chenye standing beside him, and he immediately reached out to cover his mouth.
Seeing that he was quite sensible, Beichen Ye took back the hand he was about to extend.
But this laugh also aroused the suspicion of the people around them. They felt that they were not the same person. The writing was very ugly. Can such a person be the number one scholar?
Just as they were thinking this, Mu Qianyu's second word came out, 'smell'.
Same childishness.
Mu Qianyu himself was very satisfied, so the next step was the third 'Tao'.
This is a profound and profound sentence. Although she is a low-level person, many people will be shocked when she writes it.
Three characters have more flaws than two characters. An obvious problem is that two characters are larger and one character is slightly smaller, and the spacing is not equal.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a young child learning to write, and it is still a three-year-old child, not a four-year-old child who has been learning for a year.
Mu Qianyu's body is originally very good at writing, but she only has memory and no skills in this area. She has only learned to write in the past few months, so it is not unfair to say that she might as well be a child who has been learning for a year.
she.
She started to write the fourth character, '夜'.
Cai Dayan felt that she might not need to ask her uncle to punish her, as her single handwriting was enough to ruin her reputation.
The dignified number one scholar, not to mention how well the article was written, even this word was completely unworthy of elegance, and no literati in the world would admire her.
And once the number one scholar fails to convince the public, the higher he stands, the worse he will fall.
He wanted to see how Mu Qianyu would handle herself in the future and how she could still be so arrogant.
'die'.
After another word was written, there were more and more whispers of doubts around him, because Mu Qianyu did not calculate the ratio of this word to the paper, and the subsequent words could only be written smaller and smaller.
Beichen Ye was still looking at Mu Qianyu at first, feeling that her strokes were really cute, but now he had set his eyes on the paper.
He suddenly had a hunch that this sentence must be extraordinary.