After leaving Fuxian Lake, a group of six of us went to Jiangcheng to rest.
After a few days of rest and wine, I asked Lin Fang: "Is that submarine project you mentioned reliable or not, or is it just another sugar-coated cannonball of US imperialism?"
Unfortunately, Lin Fang did not answer me directly.
Instead, he claimed that he had something urgent to deal with and returned to the United States early.
When I wondered what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd, I was dragged back to Beijing by the little fat guy.
Spring in Beijing is the most beautiful and shortest season of the year, and the red flowers and green willows are particularly pleasant.
The fat man's thoughts became more active with the arrival of spring.
He hummed a little tune early in the morning and put on half a box of hair oil before going out.
He said he had made an appointment with the girl he met at the dance hall a few days ago to go boating in Yuyuantan.
Looking at the fat man who had put on weight all winter, I couldn't help but said: "Comrade Wang Kaixuan, spring has just arrived, and revolutionary ideas are reviving.
You must make sure that the spirit of the whole people is positive, and you must act towards the capital."
Are the classes closer?”
The fat man was very disdainful of my teasing.
While polishing his leather shoes, he shook his stinky feet and said, "Comrade Hu Bayi, spring has just arrived.
The great revolutionary action must be implemented as soon as possible.
I have to contact the masses and work hard to achieve the goal."
Try to figure out the revolutionary thoughts of the great teacher.”
"You've been idle for a few months.
You've been raising fat all winter.
Can you row the boat again?
I just gave you a prediction.
It's not suitable for you to go near the water today."
The fat man turned his head and looked me up and down suspiciously, and said: "Commander Hu, could it be that you feel a little itchy when you see the fat man going out to stretch his muscles?
Chief of Staff Yang is busy organizing some charity photography exhibitions in the United States recently.
You are alone, indeed.
A little lonely."
I said: "Don't fart.
I, Hu Bayi, am such a sour scholar who loves his children.
But when it comes to loneliness, I am indeed a little bit lonely.
I have been resting for more than half a year.
From last summer to this spring, I have been resting for a long time.
The joints of my arms and legs are almost rusty.
When I went to the toilet yesterday, I almost couldn't stand up, and I almost fell down in the latrine with a shiver.
Do you think this is what should happen to me?"
"You two are talking about cross talk."
The door curtain opened and Da Jinya walked in with a smile, holding a yellowed torn book in one hand and a bag of steaming steamed buns in the other.
When the fat man saw the buns, he didn't even bother to clean his shoes.
He took one and put it in his mouth, "Big Jinya, you came at the right time.
The fat man didn't have breakfast, but I won't eat these vegetarian dishes next time."
I bought it, just some pork and green onions.”
Big Jinya smiled and said: "Fat Master, please eat slowly.
The steamed buns that you just took out are still hot.
I came here today to ask you two questions and ask them to help me with my advice.
I have this book in my hand.
The book belongs to a regular customer of mine I want to give it to me because I am familiar with it, so I am not afraid to put it here with me.
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To be honest, I am an expert in antiques, but when it comes to identifying ancient books, I have to ask you two to help me.
Please refer to the details.”
I have been so busy these days that when I heard that there was an ancient book in the Golden Tooth, I quickly picked it up.
This is a thread-bound book with yellowed and tattered pages.
On the cover is written "Shanhaiguan Chronicle" in four large regular script characters, and in the lower left corner is "Chongzhen x year" in four small regular script characters.
It seems that this is the county chronicle.
The ink on this book is old and the writing style is different.
It is probably not recorded by the same person.
I looked at the paper against the light from the window.
It should be an item from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
So he raised his head and asked Da Jinya: "According to my judgment, this should be authentic.
It is indeed the county chronicle of the Shanhaiguan area during the Chongzhen period.
But the problem is that such county chronicles are not easy to preserve, and after the change of dynasties, these county chronicles should be destroyed.
No.
It should be destroyed and re-edited under the Qing Dynasty title.
Where did you, a regular customer, get this book?"
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