Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 778

Wu Mingjin frowned: "You can come, but this county can't?"

"No, no," Wang Ci deeply regretted his indiscriminate words, and hurriedly bowed, "Tang I...you are the lord of a county, Ming's...shoutu..." The more anxious he became, the more he couldn't speak clearly. Wu Mingjin was very upset, thinking that he was taking the responsibility for righteousness, his face suddenly sank.

Wu Mingjin didn't have a good impression of Wang Jiaoyu at first, but now he loathes him even more.He simply snorted and walked away on his own.Put Wang Ci aside.

Wang Ci originally didn't want to attend the reception, but he was short-staffed—the county school in Lingao is now supported by Australians' subsidies.He finally decided to "bear the burden of humiliation" to attend the reception for the sake of the culture of the county.

In fact, Lingao County School has not suffered any "humiliation" in the past two years. On the contrary, under the work of Mo Lixuan, the living environment of the very small number of old scholars in Lingao has been greatly improved. The Four Books and Five Classics are the most basic tools for scholars. In the past, Lingao couldn't produce them by themselves. They had to be transported from Qiongzhou and even the mainland for thousands of miles. Not to mention the high price, it was difficult to buy.Now the stationery stores in Dongmen City have a complete range of goods, and the prices are much lower than in the past.There are many kinds of classics and history subsets sold in the bookstore, many of which Wang Ci had never seen before on the mainland.The price is also unusually low.

The "Molixuan Foundation" managed by Australians provides subsidies for scholars in Lingao, and provides operating expenses for the county school and Molixuan Academy. Dare to imagine the "golden age" of running a school.

All this made Wang Cishen feel humiliated--Australians suppress traditional academics or scholars, but he feels at ease--overseas barbarians!He can still maintain a little sense of cultural superiority.And now he felt overwhelmed by an inexplicable humiliation.Overseas barbarians have created miracles one after another in Lingao, but they have nothing to do with the "learning" that scholars are proud of.Wang Cishen was influenced by the Confucian idea of ​​"self-cultivation, self-cultivation, family management and country management". He believed that governing the country and managing the people is a talent for scholars.This group of Australians who claimed to be descendants of the Song Dynasty did not understand any Confucian classics at all, and they couldn't even memorize the Analects of Confucius. However, they managed a small barbaric border county in an orderly manner, and wiped out many chronic diseases in the county government.

Wang Ci was deeply ashamed: he knew that if he were the county magistrate, he would not be able to do one-tenth of what the Australians managed in Lingao - probably not even one percent.The so-called ability to govern the country is simply empty talk.

Obviously, Australians have their own knowledge - they don't take Confucianism seriously at all, and the various "shows" to local scholars in Lingao are more of a gesture in Wang Ci's view.

The local scholars are still unaware of it, thinking that Australians respect Confucianism.Many people have even become interested in the "learning of things" by the Australians. The library of Molixuan College has added a lot of books about learning things, and many scholars have borrowed them.On weekdays, the Australians also organized scholars to visit farms and factories from time to time, and taught on-the-spot the study of Gewu, which attracted many scholars.Wang Ci was very worried about such a quiet way of turning barbarians into summer.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, and walked in with the invitation.

There are a lot of people crowded in the square and preparing to enter, and many of them are wearing the cloth jackets that people often wear—from the first day Wang Ci met the Australians, it seems that they have never worn them other types of clothing.There are also some Kun people who wear double-breasted short jackets without buttons, and a very small number of people wear short jackets with a large part of the chest open, revealing their underwear, and a cloth strip of various materials, colors and patterns is hung around the neck.Look carefully, the cloth strap is tightly around the neck.

It was the first time Wang Ci saw Kunren dressed like this, and he couldn't help but wonder: wouldn't it be a big deal if someone caught him.

Although the real Kun and the fake Kun looked similar in their clothes, Wang Ci could easily tell them apart—the real Kun had a calm demeanor, talking and laughing as usual; the fake Kun had a look of excitement and anxiety on his face .Regardless of whether they are real or not, all of them have metal plates of different sizes hanging on their chests, and some even have several, shining brightly in the light of the gas lamp.

Of course, what attracts the most attention is the dress of the girls. Wang Ci has long heard that the girls' clothes are bold and "indecent."At this time, the four or five female elders waiting in line to enter the arena were all wearing skirts that exposed their calves, and some even had their thighs appearing and disappearing from time to time.One of the tall girls was wearing a black dress, revealing two long white legs wrapped in red fishing nets.The clothes on the upper body were hung on the shoulders by two ribbons, and the breasts were half exposed. Wang Ci felt a little excited when he saw that an organ that had not been used for many years in Lingao was suddenly congested with blood.Let this pedantic teacher blush, quickly straighten his eyes, look at his nose, his nose at his heart, and dare not look at the girl anymore.

Wang Ci walked slowly towards the entrance with the flow of people, and there were policemen to maintain order, and most of them were veterans—the office specially added a reminder of "Pay attention to order and line up in order" when issuing the notice of the New Year reception.The elders in Lingao are always working hard to improve the "organization" and "discipline" of the naturalized people and indigenous people, so they have to set an example.

Under the vigorous advocacy and example of the elders, the naturalized people and the aborigines consciously obeyed the queuing verification.It doesn't matter if you are a commoner or an official. The premonition that the "new order" was about to be established made the people lose respect for the original Ming officials.Wang Ci saw that Wu Mingjin was also in the queue, behind a small landowner who looked like a countryman, talking to Wu Ya with a calm demeanor.I couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.He was considering whether to go up and reprimand the bumpkin for being "disrespectful", and someone pushed him on the back.

"Go faster! Don't block the road!"

From the accent of the person behind him, I knew that it must be a "fake Kun". Thinking that although I was a Xiancao Leng official, I was still an official of the imperial court, but I was scolded by a bumpkin in the street. I couldn't help but blushed with shame and anger, but my body was Involuntarily walked forward with the team.

In contrast, County Magistrate Wu has no pressure.Now he has settled on the idea of ​​"doing as the Romans do", and with a thick skin, he is invincible in the world.Talking and laughing with Wu Ya, Wang Zhaomin and others in the team.

At the entrance of the park, apart from the police, the veterans of the State Administration of Political Science and Security checked the barcode on the invitation to see if the name on it matched the photo stored in the computer.Then they were stamped and released one by one.The elders can enter directly by swiping the "dog tag".

The entire Lingaojiao Park is brightly lit.Gas street lamps shine brightly, and a stone road leads guests to the beach on the seashore. This place is used as a casual dining area, and a large elevated terrace is built with wooden strips on the beach.A long western-style dining table has been set up on the terrace, and on the table are lined up sequentially the buffet stoves from the restaurant of the Holy Ship—special pots for buffets. The buffet stove has an insulated cover, and there is a stove under it that is heated with solid alcohol-now it is filled with charcoal.In addition to the stove, there are many large porcelain plates, thermos pots, wooden plates, glassware...these are filled with all kinds of dishes, snacks and drinks-even the elders will feel that they are unprecedentedly rich.

On a row of charcoal stoves, there is a mouth-watering "sizzling" sound and a strange aroma.Large pieces of steak, pork chops, chicken chops, and fish steaks are turning over on the iron plate, and the smell of spices is so strong that it will melt the nasal mucosa; whole lobsters, oysters, sea fish... are steaming on the iron rack ; Four or five Lingao suckling pigs and a dozen roast ducks are hanging on the iron sticks and are rotating and roasting in the blazing open furnace.The chefs in cooperative restaurants, canteens, and business halls were busy cooking dishes one by one, and it was the first time for them to come into contact with so many ingredients.Especially suckling pig and beef are almost invisible on weekdays.

Only a few elders knew that the beef was not freshly slaughtered.Instead, it was taken from the cold storage.As for the source, it is the spoils of war in Chengmai: dead cows, dead horses and dead mules were used as enemas for the soldiers, and the wounded cattle and horses that had no therapeutic value were sent to the meat factory for slaughter, and then they were sorted and frozen until the end of the year to celebrate the New Year Use—there is always a time to improve food throughout the year.

Zhang Zhixiang, a teacher in Fangcaodi, is wearing a chef uniform, an apron, and an executive chef hat taller than all the chefs. He directs the chefs to cook like a general. From time to time, he even flips the iron plate for frying. Grilled steak meat.The steak meat is cut into an easy-to-eat size before serving according to the Japanese iron plate method, so that everyone does not have to use a knife and fork.He is a first-class chef, and of course he is better at cooking modern dishes than a naturalized chef.

Zheng Shangjie and Mendoza are also very busy—they are in charge of western food cooking. They originally wanted La Salina and Pan Pan to help cook together, but they did not expect that these two authentic Bai Yingxin are "children of microwave ovens" ": Cooking at home since childhood is to put the lunch box bought in the supermarket into the microwave oven and serve it on the table, then make a vegetable salad and it's over.Selina said with embarrassment that she could make sandwiches—but there was no sauce here in Lingao.

"I will prepare the sauce. There is nothing else here, and there are many spices." Spice trade was an important commodity in East Asian maritime trade at that time, and China itself imported a large amount of spices.Many spices from various sources are stored in the warehouse of the planning institute.The farm also grows its own herbs like basil for catering.

"Let me bake some cakes." Pan Pan thought of the only thing he could do after a long time of searching.

(End of this chapter)