Reborn and become a Great Scientist

Chapter 26 Mr. Big's Bad Joke

Not long after, Feng'er ran in bouncingly from outside the door, followed by another footstep.

"Hey, is today's meal good?"

Before seeing him, he heard his voice first. Chen Muwu first heard a voice speaking in Shaoxing's local accent. When he turned his head, he found a middle-aged man with a short stature and a signature mustache appeared at the door.

He knows this person too well!
Lu Xun also saw Chen Muwu sitting on the guest seat, so he asked Zhou Zuoren: "Second brother, is this gentleman...?"

"Mr. Yucai, my junior Chen Muwu, nicknamed Hanchen, my elder brother is Chen Muqiao. He and Brother Zhou were classmates when they were studying abroad in this university." Chen Muwu got up quickly and cupped his hands at Lu Xun.

"It turned out that someone from my hometown came. I said how can I see fresh winter bamboo shoots on today's dinner table. It has been a long time since I have eaten this hometown taste. How is your eldest brother Zheng Xiang?"

"Thanks to sir, my elder brother is fine."

Listening to this voiceover, it seems that Mr. Lu Xun and Chen Muqiao are also old acquaintances?

The real person doesn't show his face, and his elder brother really has a wide range of contacts!

Different from the cold eyebrows in the photos printed in the textbooks, the real Lu Xun in front of his eyes was full of smiles: "Second brother, did mother send this rare good thing?"

"Send it, send it, this time Hanchen sent three catties of winter bamboo shoots, enough!"

Looking at the two brothers and sisters in front of them, who would have thought that in less than half a year, the two brothers would break up to the point where they would never communicate with each other?
Lu Xun patted Chen Muwu on the shoulder: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Sit, sit."

After all, he sat down at the place reserved for him on the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fresh winter bamboo shoots from the plate, and commented as he picked them up: "I have lived in my hometown for more than 20 years, and the most proud thing is the bamboo shoots." Your elder brother has taken care of this umami taste."

After all, he put the bamboo shoots into his mouth, chewed them carefully for a long time, and closed his eyes to savor the taste carefully.

After a while, Lu Xun said leisurely: "Mmm! It's delicious! The taste of these fresh bamboo shoots is really incomparable to that of dried bamboo shoots.

"Before the Western calendar, many Shaoxing fellow villagers in Beijing came to send dried bamboo shoots. I don't know how many famines we encountered in Shaoxing in ancient times. We actually frightened the residents like this, as if tomorrow Like the end of the world, I like to store dry things. If there are vegetables, they will be dried; if there are fish, they will be dried; if there are beans, they will be dried; , the meat is tender and crispy, and it has to be air-dried...Han Chen,"

"What's the matter, sir?" Chen Muwu was still in the state of listening to the teaching, but he didn't expect Lu Xun to call his name while talking.

"Have you heard that people who explored the North Pole in the past often got scurvy because they only ate canned food and couldn't get new things?"

"There is a saying that the sailors on the ocean-going ships in the old days were also prone to this kind of beriberi because they could not eat fresh vegetables."

"Look, I said that it's better for us Shaoxing people to go to the North Pole to explore. As long as we bring enough dried vegetables, I'm afraid we can go a little farther than them? Hahahaha..."

I thought there was something wrong with Lu Xun calling himself by his name in a serious manner, but I didn't expect that this gentleman had laid the groundwork for a long time, but it was just to tell a bad joke. 【1】

The dinner at noon has always been going on in this relaxed and happy atmosphere.

After drinking and eating, Lu Xun asked Chen Muwu what he wanted to do during his trip to Beijing.

"Professor Hu Shizhi invited me to give lectures on relativity at Bei University."

"Okay, okay! Young people are awesome, when I have time, I will definitely go back and cheer you on!"

After eating lunch, they were left to drink a few cups of tea and chat for a few days.

Until Mr. Lu Xun, who was full of wine and food, yawned several times, Chen Muwu realized that it was time for him to say goodbye.

Then there was another burst of polite greetings, and the two Mr. Zhou sent him out of the courtyard together, and they turned and left after watching Chen Muwu get on a foreign car and go away again.

On the way back to Ma Zhai in Dongbanqiao Hutong, Chen Muwu saw a noodle seller's stall on the side of the road.

He remembered the two little boys he saw at Ma Yuzao's house this morning, so he asked the driver to pull over temporarily and bought a Monkey King and a Pig Bajie from the stall as gifts for the children.

Entering the horse house where they lived again, the two children were really happy after receiving the face-to-face.

"Hanchen, you spoil children too much. What's the point of using that money to buy something that can't be eaten or touched?"

"Mr. Youyu, look how happy the two children are playing! Happiness is more important than anything else."

Ma Yuzao, who had just returned home from Bei University, pretended to complain, and once again welcomed Chen Muwu into the living room for tea.

"Mr. Yuyu..."

"Hey, it's not like you don't know the relationship between me and your elder brother, so why not see me, just like your elder brother, just call me second brother!"

Ma Yuzao picked up on Chen Muwu's address.

Ma Yuzao, who is seven or eight years older than Chen Muqiao, was born in the fourth year of Guangxu (1878), and Chen Muwu was born in the 28th year of Guangxu (1902). The age difference between the two is 24 years, and they are already the same generation. There is a difference between people, and Chen Muwu's "Second Brother" really can't be said.

"Second...Second Brother, what's the latest situation at Bei University?"

Ma Yuzao shook his head: "Hey, Principal Cai has made up his mind to go this time. He has bought the train ticket for the afternoon and is leaving Beijing today."

In history, Cai Yuanpei resigned from the position of president of Bei University at every turn. There were a total of eight times before and after, but only this time he was gone forever.

"Who will preside over the work at the school?"

"This issue has become even more arguing. Some people say to invite Lin Zongmeng, others recommend Hu Shizhi, and others say it is better to wait for the Ministry of Education to send another newcomer. Let's not mention this troublesome thing. How is your elder brother doing? Is everything all right?"

After that, there was another series of polite words between you and me.

After visiting the hostesses of the two families one day at a time, Chen Muwu had completely different attitudes towards them.

He went to Badaowan mainly to get acquainted with Mr. Lu Xun, so he had to make false claims to Zhou Zuoren, who later became a traitor.

But in Dongbanqiao, he really wanted to make friends with Ma Yuzao, another friend of his eldest brother.

Because Zhou Zuoren, who will take refuge in himself and accept a fake job in the future, also wants to pull Ma Yuzao into the water and send someone to send a letter of persuasion. Ma Yuzao, who is in a difficult situation, can tell the visitor, "Who is Zhou Zuoren? I don't know him!" These words are worthy of Chen's admiration.

We chatted all day until dinner time. At the dinner table, Ma Yuzao was also full of praise for the fresh winter bamboo shoots.

But he only tasted one chopstick, and left the rest to his wife and brother-in-law.

What a quiet and nice man!
After the meal, Ma Yuzao told Chen Muwu again, don't be polite when encountering anything, and treat this place as your own home, Chen Muwu repeated his promises.

After parting with the master's family and returning to his room, Chen Muwu became anxious.

There are two days left before the first lecture, but he hasn't even finalized the title of the lecture yet!
Sure enough, is the deadline the primary productive force?

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[1] Author's note: Lu Xun did say this passage, from "The Sequel to Hua Gai Ji Ma Zhi Diary July [-]th"

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