Chapter 316 - Compete with Zhang Ye in couplets? (1/2)

In the room.

Chenchen muttered.

“What are you muttering about?” Zhang Ye asked.

Chenchen looked towards the door as she mumbled in her mouth, “Someone more pretentious than you is out there.”

“You can hear them too?” Zhang Ye was not angry this time, instead he said happily, “This person is really a little pretentious. Talking about his company, ancient books, and his dad and what nots. How’s that even interesting?”

Chenchen said while doing her homework, “My aunt would not be interested in him.”

Zhang Ye coughed a little, “Little rascal, then do you think your aunt would be interested in me?”

“You?” Chenchen looked at him for a while, “But you can’t beat my aunt in a duel.”

Zhang Ye shrugged, “Then if your Uncle Zhang can beat her in a fight one of these days?”

Chenchen’s mouth twitched. “…Hur Hur. Let us talk when you actually beat her. Stop boasting. You never practiced martial arts. You can’t even beat Little Lu.”

Zhang Ye smiled, “That might not necessarily be true.” He would definitely not be able to beat Rao Aimin, that was for sure, but her junior was obviously far more lacking than her. Without trying, Zhang Ye also did not know what his kung fu levels were like, he totally had no concept of his strength.

In the living room.

Rao Aimin said, “The first half isn’t bad.”

Lu Yuhu urged, “Senior Sis, give it a try?”

“I don’t know such things, I’ve never learned about them.” Rao Aimin only cared about drinking her tea.

Chen Feng’s smile appeared on his face, “That’s alright. I couldn’t match the second verse myself either. We should discuss it together, who knows when inspiration might strike while we are at it.”

Rao Aimin put down her teacup, “I’m not interested to discuss such things. It’s getting late, Little Lu, Senior Sis won’t be sending you off.”

Lu Yuhu lamented. “Senior Sis, why are you so uninteresting? We’re already here, at least give us some face. Old Chen’s literary level is very high. You’d know it if you had a chat with him. Didn’t you use to say that you appreciated talented people? Old Chen is one of the best out there. It’s not that I am boasting for a buddy, but you won’t find a few who could match his literary level in Beijing. He has even published an essay compilation before.”

Chen Feng put on a false front of humility, “I’m not that great.”

Lu Yuhu said, “Come on, this is not the time to be modest. My Senior Sis has even said before that she only appreciates two types of people. The first would be anyone who could beat her in a duel, another type would be those who are talented.”

Chen Feng smiled a little, “I did do a few years of judo before.”

Rao Aimin laughed, “Young man, are you meaning to spar with me now?”

Young man? Chen Feng knew that she did not treat him as an equal, so he got a little angry. He really did mean it now, if you want to spar, then let’s spar. A guy like me can’t beat you? Even if you had practiced the Eight Trigram Palms before, this Senior Sis status was still just a status. You don’t even have muscles, of course I don’t fear you. He had learned judo since he was young, but took a break in the middle for some years. His skills were still there. He had gotten to know Lu Yuhu at a gym and would admit that he was probably not his match, in fact he would be far below his level, but Rao Aimin was just a woman, of course he did not think he wouldn’t win.

But when Lu Yuhu heard their conversation, he nearly vomited blood. He saw that Rao Aimin had already stood up, so he quickly stopped her, “Senior Sis, cool down, cool down. Old Chen doesn’t mean it like that. Of course he’s not intending to spar with you. Quickly, sit down. You really make me panic when you are like this!”

Chen Feng was stunned, “Old Lu.”

Lu Yuhu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He looked back to him, “Old Chen, just forget it. With those judo moves of yours, you still want to spar with my Senior Sis? You’re really great. Didn’t I tell you before? She is our generation’s Senior Sis of the Eight Trigram Palms. This is not a rank based on age, get it?”

Not ranked by age?

Then could it be ranked by skills?

Chen Feng did not really believe this. How could this woman be even stronger than Lu Yuhu?

Of course, Lu Yuhu also did not tell Chen Feng regarding some of Rao Aimin’s things. He could not say it either. The Chinese martial arts world was not something that Chen Feng could understand anyway. After all, he was not from this circle and would not know what the three words, Rao Aimin represented in the Chinese martial arts world.

Rao Aimin sat back down.

Lu Yuhu wiped his sweat. “Let’s not rough it out, we will get to know each other through culture, through culture.”

Rao Aimin rebuked, “I do appreciate people with talent, but he’s far from it. Do you think your Senior Sis has never seen the world? Am I so easy to fool!?”

Chen Feng could not take it anymore, he was raging by now!

Lu Yuhu immediately said, “If this brother of mine lacks the literary talent, then you won’t be able to find anyone in Beijing. Of course, I’m talking about the younger generation.”

Rao Aimin was getting frustrated, “So are you guys going to scram? Are you asking for a beating?”

Lu Yuhu knew his Senior Sis’ temper, she had a sharp mouth but was very soft hearted. So he cheekily said, “Match the first verse and we will go. It’s about getting to know each other through culture, so you should try to match it.”

Rao Aimin glanced at him at him, “Alright, you’re getting bold now, are you? Still trying to impose yourself here?”

Lu Yuhu said, “I brought a buddy along thinking that we could have supper with you, but we’ve just been here for a few minutes, so how could you ask us to leave? I’ve haven’t tasted your famous Tremella porridge in such a long time, I really want to have some and also bring some back too.”

“You said you wanted to discuss literature just now, right?” Rao Aimin sat with her legs crossed.

“Yes, my buddy’s talent is not something you’d know nor understand. That’s why I suggested it this way, if you….” Lu Yuhu was still intending to boast for Chen Feng.

Rao Aimin cut him off directly, “Little Zhang, come over!”

The door opened. Zhang Ye had heard what they were talking about initially, but then later on as he was chatting with Chenchen, he did not hear what came after, “Landlord auntie? What’s the matter?”

Chenchen also followed along out to witness the commotion.

Rao Aimin sneered at Lu Yuhu, saying, “Kid, didn’t you say you want to eat supper? Sure, if your friend’s literary talent can match my tenant, I’ll feed you the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, let alone Tremella porridge!”

When Lu Yuhu heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, “Senior Sis, you said it yourself, don’t go back on your word!”

“Yea, I said it!” Rao Aimin lightly laughed.

Lu Yuhu smacked his thighs, “Haha, Old Chen, we’re gonna have a feast tonight! My Senior Sis is a great cook. Once you’ve tasted her cooking, you will remember it for the rest of your life!”