"This is Dai Yu, my junior high school classmate and my best friend with Zhu Sha." Ma Xiaolong introduced Dai Yu to his uncle.
The uncle looked at her and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, she really looks like Lin Daiyu.'
Dai Yu:
"It represents the generation, the word Yu next to the word gold and the word jade." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "But Zhu Sha and I usually call her Sister Lin.
"Such a Dai Yu? Hahaha, that's interesting." The uncle laughed.
"This is my god-sister Chen Jun. She is good at singing and dancing. She will definitely become a big star in the future." Ma Xiaolong took Chen Jun's hand and introduced,
"Really?" The uncle was surprised: "Young girl is so good? You will have to sign an autograph for me later. When I become a big star in the future, my autograph will be valuable.
Chen Jun blushed and said sheepishly: "I'll try my best."
Seeing that she looked like a fairy but spoke in a naive manner, the uncle laughed loudly: This girl is a bit interesting.
In the kitchen, watching Ma Xiaolong stir-fry skillfully, the aunt and uncle were particularly surprised: "Xiaolong's skills are really good! He's like a restaurant chef."
"It's not bad." Ma Xiaolong smiled: "It's just that the conditions at home are a bit simple. If it were in a large professional kitchen, I promise to give you a full table of Manchu and Chinese dishes to try.'
"Hahaha, okay, we are looking forward to having a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasty in the future."
While we were joking, the stewed hairtail fish made by my aunt and the seven vegetables and one soup stir-fried by Ma Xiaolong were served.
Seeing this table of delicious, delicious and delicious food, the aunt and uncle were drooling. The uncle said: "Such a good meal is worth two taels."
"I'm going to get some wine." The aunt went to the bedroom in the north room and got a bottle of white wine. It wasn't a good wine, just an ordinary Niu Er.
"I'll drink some today too." My aunt is also a smoker and a drinker. Before, because of the arrival of several children, she had never dared not smoke for fear of injuring them, but drinking would be fine. A few ounces of wine would not only satisfy her cravings but also make her unable to drink.
Drunk, just right.
Just when everyone was seated and ready to eat, the doorbell rang.
The aunt was stunned for a moment, then got up and opened the door: "Who is here at this time?"
After the door opened: "Oh, isn't this Teacher Wu! What kind of wind brings you here?"
"Haha, my wife is out for something, and I don't have anything to eat! Can you come over for a meal?" A middle-aged man wearing untidy clothes and black-rimmed glasses walked in. It was his uncle who asked him to play chess in the morning.
Professor Wu.
"Guess what? What a coincidence! My nephew just cooked a table of delicious dishes today, and you are in luck today." The aunt happily let Professor Wu in. When he walked into the room, Professor Wu saw this
Several young and beautiful girls were standing in front of each other, and they were stunned: Did I come by accident?'
"That's what I said, Lao Wu, sit down quickly and have a drink with me." The uncle asked the aunt to bring another stool over. A round table is just right for eight people.
"Master, girls, this is a great professor, Professor Wu from the History Department of Peking University. Xiaolong, if you want to go to Peking University in the future, you should contact Professor Wu. If you can't handle big things, you should be able to do small things." The eldest uncle introduced him to several children.
"Hello, Professor Wu." Ma Xiaolong nodded with a smile.
"Hello." Professor Wu is not very good-looking, but has a very bookish air. He looks like a person who has been burying his head in documents all year round. He turns to his uncle and asks, "Is this your nephew?"
"How's it going? Isn't he handsome?" the uncle showed off.
"Handsome." Professor Wu said with a smile: "Look at his appearance, it has nothing to do with you at all.
"Nonsense!" The eldest uncle rolled his eyes: "My wife's nephew looks like me and that's it.
"Haha." Professor Wu smiled and glanced at the girls present: "Who are these little girls?'
"My niece, my nephew's wife, my nephew's classmate, and my nephew's sister." The eldest uncle said, "You can't remember it anyway, so don't ask.
You've said it all and you still ask me not to ask what you mean?
Professor Wu was speechless: "Old Li, your cultural level needs to be improved!
"We need to improve." The aunt handed the stool over: "I haven't studied for a few years since I was a child, and I can't even recognize the words.
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Professor Wu took the stool, sat down, looked at the table full of dishes, and said with a smile: "I will give Lao Li some extra cultural lessons later, and today's meal will be used as tuition!'
"That's a good relationship." The aunt sat down happily and said to everyone: "Stop watching and use your chopsticks!"
"Come on!" The uncle picked up the chopsticks and said to the children: "Don't be shy when eating at home. You should eat and drink, so I won't greet you." After saying that, he took out a chopstick first.
Spicy chicken.
"Hoo~ spicy! It's so exciting! Old Wu, you also want to try my nephew's skills." The uncle was sweating profusely in an instant.
"Okay." Professor Wu took a chopstick of Mushu pork and his eyes lit up: "Oh, it's really good! It tastes better than the restaurant." "Really? Let me try it." The aunt rolled up some shredded pork with Beijing sauce: "
Mmmmm, delicious, really delicious.'
Seeing that my eldest uncle and the others really didn't regard themselves as outsiders, the girls relaxed a lot, and they were very considerate of them.
Hairtail,
Not to mention, the stewed hairtail fish made by my aunt is quite delicious. It tastes very homely, but the taste is no worse than that in a restaurant.
Sometimes, some dishes are better cooked at home than in restaurants, and stewed hairtail is obviously one of them.
"How is it?" asked the aunt.
"It's delicious." The girls praised it one after another. Even Ma Xiaofeng thought it tasted good and went perfectly with rice.
The aunt was so happy that she received unanimous praise from all the girls. The dinner table was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was lively.
"Xiaolong will go to Beijing University in the future, right?" Professor Wu put down his chopsticks and asked after tasting a round of delicious food.
"There is this Shifa, but it depends on which school you go to." Ma Xiaolong said: "After all, Shuimu is not worse than Beijing University.
Professor Wu frowned and snorted coldly: "What does Mizuki mean? When it comes to liberal arts, Peking University can push Mizuki to the ground and beat him.
"But water, wood, and science are better." Ma Xiaolong said: "I haven't decided yet. Should I choose liberal arts or science in the future? If it's liberal arts, I'll go to Peking University, and science will go to water, wood."
"Are you better at liberal arts or science?" Professor Wu asked.
"They are all pretty good at it." Ma Xiaolong said, "At least I haven't found any difficulties yet."
"My brother has been getting perfect marks in all exams since he was in elementary school." Ma Xiaofeng showed off: "Everyone says that my brother is a literary star descended to earth.
"Oh?" Professor Wu was stunned for a moment and asked: "You didn't lose any points? Not even in your composition?'
"Good luck." Ma Xiaolong said modestly.
." Professor Wu looked a little serious and said: "The reason why you don't lose points in the primary school exam may be because of the difficulty, but in the middle school exam, you don't lose points.
If you don’t lose points in the exam, it’s not luck.’
After a pause, he asked: "Are you in junior high school or high school now?"
"After the summer vacation, I will go to the third grade of junior high school.'
“What is the local standard of the school?’
"The high school ranks second in the local area, but there is a big gap between it and the first place. Although the junior high school is also second, there is not a big gap between it and the first place." Ma Xiaolong said,
"Yeah." Professor Wu nodded and said, "Where do you plan to go to high school?'
"Our local No. 1 middle school is the best." Ma Xiaolong said: "Although it is only the key point in the county, it is also ranked high in the city.'
"Do you want to come to Beijing to attend high school?" Professor Wu suggested: "If you can settle down in Beijing, the probability of getting into Beijing University in the college entrance examination is much higher than if you were in your hometown.'
"That's right!" The uncle slapped his thigh and said, "That's a good idea! Xiaolong, why don't you come to the capital to study in high school? Anyway, you have a house in the capital, so it's easy to settle down.
"The faces of several girls changed, and they all looked at Ma Xiaolong.
"No." Ma Xiaolong shook his head and said: "With my grades, even if I can't get a recommended place, it won't be a problem to get admitted to Qingbei. Besides, I will have to stay in the capital all year round when I go to college. Before that, I, Shi Liu,
Spend more time with your family in your hometown.'
These words made all the girls relax, and Professor Wu smiled slightly: "Very good. If you are admitted to Beijing University in the future, do you want to study my major?
"History?" Ma Xiaolong asked
"It's almost the same. It mainly studies ancient characters and is closely related to the archaeological major." Professor Wu said.
"Oh?" Ma Xiaolong said, "I am very interested in ancient characters and have studied the characters before the pre-Qin Dynasty."
"Really? That's a coincidence." Professor Wu smiled and said, "Then let me test you?"
"Please give me a question.'
Professor Wu took out a pen from his coat pocket and said to his uncle: "Old Li, please borrow a piece of paper."
"It's on the TV cabinet." The uncle pointed at Professor Wu's back.
Professor Wu turned around and took half of the letter paper from the TV cabinet. He wrote a zigzag character on the letter paper. The word was written in a larger size. He held it in his hand and showed it to everyone present. Finally, he asked Ma Xiaolong: "Do you know this word?"
"
"First." Ma Xiaolong said: "Oracle Bone Inscriptions, first of all.
"Is this word Nian Xian?" Ma Xiaofeng couldn't understand: "I thought it was grass!"
"Illicit." Ma Xiaolong tapped her forehead with chopsticks: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.
"Humph!" Ma Xiaofeng covered her forehead and rolled her eyes.
Professor Wu smiled slightly: "Can you tell me the meaning of the word?
"The top is a foot, and the bottom is a person, which means walking in front of others. It is called one step ahead of others, so it is the word "Xian"." "The top is a foot?" Everyone is staring at the upper part of the word, and they can't see it.
Like a foot.
"It doesn't look like it, does it?" Professor Wu asked with a smile.
"It doesn't look like it at all." The aunt used all her power as a stone elephant and didn't notice that it was a foot.
"This is a question of the evolution of writing." Professor Wu said: "Although oracle bone inscriptions are considered to be the earliest writing, no one can be sure whether there was any writing before oracle bone inscriptions. Of course, there is a high probability. After all, oracle bone inscriptions are also a relative
Mature writing must have evolved before, and we can only verify and deduce it based on the currently known literature.'
"So this foot is calculated?" the aunt asked.
"This character has been compared. Of course, there are many characters that cannot be compared and have not been deciphered. These require more people who study ancient characters to work hard to decipher." Professor Wu said.
"That's really hard work." The aunt turned to Ma Xiaolong and said, "How about we stop learning this?"
Professor Wu:
Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "Professor Wu is just testing me. What major I will take in the future will have to be decided based on the future situation. I may not choose the history department.
"Oh, that's good." The aunt doesn't understand this. Anyway, her nephew knows it.
Professor Wu said helplessly: "Studying ancient characters is very interesting. Step by step, we have discovered the cultural origin of our Chinese nation. This is a very accomplished thing.
"What achievements have you made? If you have any achievements, wouldn't you also know how ancient people wrote?" said the aunt.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The uncle didn't like hearing it anymore: "Cultural research itself is a major event that benefits the country and the people. If you don't study it and I don't study it, who knows what our previous history was like? What if the children
If you don't know where you come from, how can you be patriotic in the future?'
"Stop telling me these big principles, you know, why don't you study them?" The aunt said angrily: "If you really have this ability, why would you be selling popsicles on the roadside every day?
"I can't tell you clearly." The aunt gets anxious and likes to mess around. The uncle already has an effective way to deal with it: stop talking if it doesn't make sense, and eat.
It was a good Oracle exam, but it was interrupted by Ma Xiaofeng and my aunt. Professor Wu lost interest: I'd better eat.
However, Ma Xiaolong became interested and asked: "Professor Wu, how much does it cost to decipher an oracle bone inscription now?"
"How can the study of ancient Chinese literature be related to money?" Professor Wu frowned and said, "Classmate Xiaolong, your concept of thinking about stones is wrong.
"What's wrong?" My aunt didn't like to hear it. "You don't need to eat if you study ancient Chinese. If that's the case, then everyone in the world could study ancient Chinese and live forever without eating.
." Professor Wu was helpless again.
This wave is called a scholar meeting a soldier, and there is no reason to explain.
Ma Xiaolong smiled and said: "Professor Wu, I think any research should be supported by funds. As my aunt said, if every researcher can't make money and get no rewards, who will do research?
People always have to eat.
"You're right." Professor Wu nodded: "The school pays me a salary, so I have time and energy to study ancient characters." "That's right." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "If you don't have a salary, you shouldn't have any thoughts.
Go study these?'
"Indeed." Professor Wu shook his head: "Forget it, stop talking and let's eat.'
"You eat, I still have a few questions." Ma Xiaolong said.
Professor Wu had just picked up the chopsticks, but when he heard this, he put the chopsticks down again and said, "What's the problem?"
"Professor Wu, how many oracle bones are there in the world now? How many characters have been deciphered in total?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
"Good question." As a professor of the Department of History, Ma Xiaolong was faced with this question: "Currently, there are more than 4,300 oracle bone inscriptions that have been collected, but there are currently only more than 1,300 consensus deciphering words, and there is one
I don't know most of them.'
"It's been almost a hundred years since the discovery of Oracle! More than 1,300 words have been deciphered in one hundred years. What do you think the problem is?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
"There are too few researchers." Professor Wu lamented: "So far, there are only about 2,000 people studying oracle bone inscriptions in China. Most of these people are doing research scattered, and the characters they can decipher are very limited.
"Since you also know that it is because there are few people, why don't you publish the oracle bone inscriptions and other ancient characters so that the people can work together to decipher them?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
." Professor Wu was stunned. Although he felt that something was wrong, he felt that there was nothing wrong. On the contrary, he became more and more confused.
The more sense it made, he couldn't help but said excitedly: "That's so right. One person can count the shortcomings and two people can count the strengths. Since there are few people, let the common people participate. With the vast ocean of people washing away, I don't believe how many people can decipher it.
A thousand words.'
"But for people to participate, there must be rewards." Ma Xiaolong said: "If there are no rewards at all, who is willing to do this kind of thing for free?'
"It makes sense." Professor Wu nodded repeatedly, but he didn't know how to solve this problem. After all, he was just a professor who studied writing, and his salary was still paid by the school, so it was impossible to provide generous rewards to the people.
"So we still have to let organizations in need invest some money." Ma Xiaolong said, "As a reward for deciphering the text." "That makes sense." Professor Wu nodded again.
"For example, if I give 10,000 yuan to decipher a character, I believe that people all over the country will be willing to participate in the deciphering of these ancient characters." Ma Xiaolong said.
"Ten thousand? Then I will definitely participate," said the uncle.
"I will also participate." The aunt said excitedly: "One word will give you 10,000 yuan! That's more than a year's salary!"
Professor Wu smiled bitterly: "If you really gave me this much, I would never make the money.
Ma Xiaolong smiled and said: "You can definitely make money, as long as you can decipher it.'
Professor Wu felt that someone was messing with his mentality today. In the past few decades, no one dared to mess with his mentality. He didn't even have time to make a living today when a group of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks were messing with him.
Drink a cup of bitter wine, alas! The wine makes you sad and makes you even more sad!
After meal.
After Professor Wu had eaten and drank enough, Shi withdrew, but his uncle stopped him: "My nephew and the others are going to Beijing University to take a look around. Do you want to take them in for a look?'
"Okay." Professor Wu is a professor at Peking University. He is naturally assigned to the faculty dormitory. He usually lives in the school. It is convenient to bring a few people in: "Do you want me to be a tour guide for the children?"
The uncle turned to look at Ma Xiaolong: "What do you mean?"
"No need." Ma Xiaolong said, "We just go in to experience the cultural atmosphere of Peking University, and then come out after a while without bothering Professor Wu.'
"That's it." Professor Wu said: "The Peking University campus is quite big. If you get lost, remember to ask someone for directions at any time.
"I won't get lost." Ma Xiaolong said: "My sense of direction is pretty good and I have never lost my way.'
Since he acquired positioning and navigation skills, he has never worried about traveling far away. When he arrives at the gate of Beijing University, he first makes a reservation, then walks around the campus, paying attention to the positioning and navigation in his mind at all times, and understanding his own body in minutes.
Where? How can I get to my destination in the fastest and most direct way?
The door is clear.
Before going, Ma Xiaolong helped his uncle push the refrigerator truck to the side of the road. Although there was not much time today, the uncle was not lazy. He still set up the cold drink stall with the mentality of making some money.
.
By now, the sky had completely cleared up and the temperature had risen. My uncle was sitting under the sun umbrella, knowing that the sales volume this afternoon would not be different.
The cold drink stall was only ten meters away from the south gate of Peking University. Ma Xiaolong and the others followed Professor Wu into the Peking University campus. It was summer vacation and the Peking University campus was relatively quiet, but there were still many students who were studying abroad and were reading aloud on campus. , walking, practicing musical instruments, and various extracurricular activities.
"You really don't need me to be your tour guide?" Professor Wu asked again.
"It's really not necessary." Ma Xiaolong took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said, "If you are really worried, why don't you give me a call?"
"Professor Wu looked at the mobile phone in his hand in surprise. He couldn't believe that a teenage boy could actually use it.
machine,
"Is this phone yours?'
"It's mine." Ma Xiaolong hummed and asked, "Is there any problem?'
No problem." Professor Wu was full of guilt: I just...poverty has limited my power of stone elephants.
After giving out his landline number in the dormitory and confirming that Ma Xiaolong remembered it correctly, Professor Wu left alone. The staggering back showed that he was not at peace in his heart.
After Professor Wu left, the girls finally stopped suppressing their nature and started chattering.
"This is Peking University! It looks so big!" Ma Xiaofeng also walked into Peking University for the first time. Everything she saw was new and she was a little dizzy at the same time: "It's so big, aren't you afraid of getting lost?"
"You won't get lost if you stay for a long time." Ma Xiaolong said: "In order to ensure that everyone is in order, everyone should move together and don't run around by yourself. There are mountains and rivers here. It would be a big loss if you fall into the water and drown.
"How could a smart person like me fall into the water and drown?" Ma Xiaofeng stretched out her arms, palms outward, and ran around the campus of Peking University in an Arale running posture: "Run!'
Zhusha chuckled lightly and said: "Let's go too!
.Walking around
When we came out of the Beijing University campus, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon. If nothing else, the girls had learned a lot. The university that countless students across the country aspire to look like is like this.
It’s a worthwhile trip,
Diagonally across the road, my uncle also set up a stall! Two young girls happened to buy two red fruit popsicles.
Red fruit popsicles are the cheapest popsicles in Beijing. They are hawthorn flavored and small. They only cost 20 cents in a small town. However, the price in Beijing is high. 50 cents cannot be lowered.
But the most expensive popsicle is a chocolate cream popsicle called Dream Dragon, which costs 7.50 yuan a pop.
In his previous life, his aunt once told him an interesting story about selling popsicles. She said that a foreigner came to sell popsicles and said in not very fluent Chinese: "Master, give me the best popsicle."
The aunt immediately gave him a Menglong. The foreigner asked how much it cost. The aunt said seven and a half yuan.
The foreigner was confused on the spot: "Oh~ so expensive!?
Then he obediently paid for it. After all, he had already pretended to be out. If he didn't buy it... You Shishi, the foreigner who couldn't bear to pay seven and a half dollars, were they scavengers in their own country? Or were they sleeping on the street?