I.M. Pei couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

Where does this foodie get the confidence!

"The Thousand Characters Text has Chinese version, English version, French version, Latin version, Italian version. Which version do you want to memorize, or do you recite it together?" Pei asked expressionlessly.

"Ah?" Bei Qixi was about to pick up the bowl and drink noodle soup. After hearing I.M. Pei's words, she almost threw the bowl. "So much?" she asked in amazement.

If she could choose, of course she would choose not to memorize it.

"I...I don't know either. Why don't I ask my grandpa tomorrow?" Bei Qixi was unsure of his mind.

However, I.M. Pei analyzed Bei Yunheng’s intentions and then said: “Grandpa has always advocated Chinese culture, and he should want you to memorize the Chinese version.”

"Oh." It would be acceptable if you only recite the Chinese version. Bei Qixi took a sip of soup and suppressed himself.

"Here, you can take a look tonight, explain and pronunciate, there are all on it." I.M. Pei took out a notebook. This was the homework he did before he recited. It would be easier to recite based on understanding.

Bei Qixi took it with great gratitude, "Thank you brother."

Then she flipped through her notebook and was scared again, "So much!"

I.M. Pei gave her a look of "What do you think?" and then said in a bad tone, "So I just said you might as well give up tomorrow night's supper."

Bei Qixi held the notebook in his heart and sneered at I.M. Pei's suggestion, "No! I will definitely carry it out!" She suddenly remembered that she had seen several big crabs in the kitchen just now. She asked the chef if he wanted to eat steamed crabs tomorrow. The chef said no, the crabs were used to make crab-stewed orange tomorrow night.

Bei Qixi feels that this is a particularly delicious dish, how could she miss it!

After saying that, Bei Qixi drank all the soup in one breath, then wiped his mouth and jumped off the chair, picked up I.M. Pei's notebook, and said, "Good night, brother, I'll look for you tomorrow!" and left.

The next day, Bei slept in a lazy day. He ran to find I.M. Pei at around 10 o'clock.

As expected, she began to think about today's lunch before she could recite a few words.

Her mind was full of pictures of various dishes, which made her feel rippling and she had no intention of endorsing her.

I.M. Pei had long expected her to be like this, "Do you still recite it? If you don't recite it, I will read the book by myself."

"Recite it, carry it." Bei Qixi's thoughts came back for a while. "Fruits are nuts, and vegetables are heavy and mustard ginger. Does it mean that fruits are very precious, are vegetables very important?"

I.M. Pei wanted to leave for a minute and ignored her. At the beginning, he thought this sentence was easy to understand, so he did not add any annotations. He did not expect that Bei Qixi would understand it so much.

"The meaning of this sentence is: the most precious fruits are plums and ginger, and the most important vegetables are mustard greens and ginger." I.M. Pei told Bei Qixi the exact meaning of the whole sentence, but it was exchanged for Bei Qixi's disgust.

"The person who wrote this article must have never eaten anything good. Ginger is not delicious at all, and probably mustard greens are not delicious either. There are also plums, sour and not as delicious as mangoes, why are they precious? I guess the ginger is not delicious either." Bei Qixi sighed.

I.M. Pei really doesn't want to pay attention to her anymore. This foodie! I will eat without saying anything.

"You are right. Although China is vast and rich in resources, many fruits and vegetables are slowly introduced in the course of history. For example, the mango you just mentioned is generally recognized by the monk Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty brought it to China from India. So, as a native of Liang Dynasty, Zhou Xingsi of the Southern Dynasty, of course he had never eaten mangoes."

Bei Qixi did not expect that fruits and vegetables have unknown history. She sighed for the misfortune of the ancients, and was also glad that she could live in such a beautiful era. After all, she could not taste the delicious food now.

Bei Qixi's attention was unknown where he went. I.M. Pei was too lazy to care about her, so he took the book and started reading it on his own.

Maybe I felt that I had plenty of time and had no sense of urgency in the Chinese Valentine's Day. After lunch, I even took a nap. The efficiency of the afternoon was not very high, and I was talking nonsense.

It was not until an hour before supper that Bei Qixi suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

"Oh, it's only an hour, and I've only memorized less than a quarter. Brother, why don't you remind me?" Bei Qixi hurriedly held the notebook and started chewing.

I.M. Pei looked at her as if she was facing a great enemy and curled her lips. She didn't endorse him, but she blamed him.

He wanted to see why this girl recited all the remaining content in less than an hour.

At this time, Bei Huaiyang came to find I.M. Pei and wanted to take him out.

When I came back an hour later, I happened to have dinner. Everyone had already arrived at the restaurant. Grandpa was about to check the recitation of Bei Qixi, but I saw Bei Qixi standing straight and confidently.

I.M. Pei was a little surprised. Has this girl been carved out?

If that's the case, he really wants to look at this naive ghost with admiration.

He admitted that Bei Qixi was a little clever, but being smarter was not enough to memorize. It also requires insight, concentration, and memory also requires skills. He did not believe that Bei Qixi mastered all the skills of fast memory in just one hour.

"Have you carved it out?" Bei Yunheng asked, looking at Bei Qixi, who was full of confidence.

Bei Qixi seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then replied crisply: "Yes, I've recited it."

A hint of surprise flashed in Bei Yunheng's deep eyes, and then he said with great anticipation: "Let's start."

So Bei Qixi began to recite: "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast. The sun and the moon are full of brightness, the sky is full of celestial trees... The fruit is precious, the vegetable is heavy and mustard ginger, the vegetable is heavy and mustard ginger..."

Bei Qixi's reciting was quite smooth in front of him, but it was obviously stuck here.

She bit her lip, then carefully stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead-

"Oh, the sea is salty and the river is calm, the scales are hidden and the feathers are flying, the dragon master fire emperor, the bird official emperor... sit in the morning and ask, and the hanging gong Pingzhang... the hanging gong Pingzhang..." Bei Qixi was stuck again.

I.M. Pei thought that Bei Qixi would send him a distress signal, but when he saw that Bei Qixi wiped the sweat from his forehead again, he continued to recite it again.

Later, when Bei Qixi Festival was sweating frequently, I.M. Pei felt that there must be something tricky in her palm.

Of course, the flaws he could see were impossible for grandpa to see.

But grandpa saw through but didn't say it out loud, so he didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!