Chapter Ninety-Seven: I don't know the height of the sky

"I don't know what to think about?" said Yamamotoro.

It seems to be very polite, but it is arrogant in his bones.

Nan Li's eyes narrowed: "I laugh at the frog at the bottom of your well, I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is, so I vainly say that the latter will come first." It's just that if you learn some of my Dahua culture, you won't take the world into account?"

Yamamoto Lang was still expressionless, and said, "Nowadays, my Fuso culture is more influential in the world, which is an obvious thing. ”

Nan Li shook his head, his eyes were cold, and said, "You just gave up your hand at me, and this etiquette originated from the Great Hua Kingdom. ”

"You said that the national flower cherry blossom, it is native to the Himalayan Mountains of our country, as early as more than 2,000 years ago, my Han family royal court has a seed, in my country, cherry blossoms are not as rich as peonies, holy as lotus, elegant as orchids, wild and interesting than autumn chrysanthemums, into medicine is not better than white peony, this is a rare flower, I did not expect to spread to your country, it was treated as a treasure to offer, can only say that your country flowers are single, shallow knowledge. ”

"In April and May, I hope that Mr. Yamamoto can come to Dahua to have a look and see the beautiful scenery of a hundred flowers and a thousand forms. ”

Nan Li's words made Yama Benlang speechless, and there were applause from the audience.

But this is just the beginning, far from the end.

"Let's talk about the traditional clothing and kimono that you are proud of, it was called Wu Fu at the earliest, when the Dahua civil strife, the three heroes fought for hegemony, the Wu State and Fusang traded, and introduced textiles and sewing methods to your small projectile country, hehe! You know, at that time, the people of your country were still wearing animal skins!"

"In addition, the clogs you are talking about, is a kind of Chinese clothing, more than 3,000 years, our country's literature has been clearly recorded, clogs are suitable for mountaineering, but our country's terrain is complex, with the development of clothing gradually eliminated, and your country has many mountains, naturally the clogs will be inherited. ”

"Let's talk about karate, it first originated in the ancient Tang Dynasty in our country, you call it 'Tang hand', as for sumo, it was called foot wrestling in our Great Qin Dynasty, and it was clearly called sumo wrestling in the Northern and Southern Eras, and it was introduced to your Fusang country in the ancient Tang Dynasty, and then our ancestors thought that this sport was not elegant, so it gradually ceased to be popular. You Fusang people are just picking up people's teeth and wisdom. ”

Nan Li told the story, quoting scriptures, reasonable, and Yamamotoro's face gradually turned pale.

"And that's not all. ”

Nanli obviously didn't intend to let go of Yamamoto easily, his eyebrows raised, and the coldness in his eyes was even stronger,

"Your flower arrangement first came from the Buddhist hall offering flowers in the ancient Tang Dynasty of Dahua. ”

"Most of your food culture comes from my Dahua country, let's talk about the sashimi that you are proud of, known as fish belly, 脍 or 鲙, there are written records can be traced back to the fifth year of King Xuan of Zhou, one of the oldest foods in our Dahua country, and then our ancestors felt that this kind of food was not very hygienic, so it was gradually eliminated. ”

Nan Li's words made the whole scene fall into laughter, and many students looked at Nan Li with admiration, and their eyes were full of beating little stars.

"What's more, we have eight major cuisines in Dahua, and Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine are like beautiful and beautiful Jiangnan women; Shandong and Anhui cuisines are like ancient and simple northern men; Cantonese and Fujian cuisines are like elegant sons; and Sichuan and Hunan cuisines are like celebrities with rich connotations and full of talents. Each of the eight cuisines has its own style of cooking, and its dishes have their own characteristics. ”

"Take out any one, and it's enough to kill your Fusang diet in seconds. ”

Nanli's voice became more and more excited, and every time his decibel was higher, the audience's voice was higher, and Yamamotoro's momentum became weaker and weaker.

Finally, Yamamotoro's face turned red, and he pulled his neck and said:

"Even so, then my Fusang has long been better than the blue, and now it is even more self-contained, far superior to Er. ”

"Hehe, drinking water and thinking about the source, you have forgotten your ancestors, you are ungrateful, so uneducated, you don't understand etiquette, what kind of culture do you talk about?" Nan Li's expression was cold, and his voice was clear.

"Whew!"

Yamamotoro's face turned white all of a sudden, and the delegation of Toto University who came with Yamamoto turned their heads one by one, as if they were discussing what countermeasures they had.

Sure enough, after a while, Yamamoto Lang walked out again, glanced at Nanli angrily, and said to Dean Wang Yunguang, who was sitting in the audience:

"Dean Wang, you invited my representative of Dongdu University to come to watch the ceremony, but now a yellow-haired boy has come out here to make nonsense and insult my Fusang culture, isn't it ridiculous?"

Yama Ben Lang which pot is not opened, first he said that Fusang culture has surpassed Dahua culture, but now he has a bite back, Dean Wang has already been angry in his heart, and said in an unhappy tone:

"Mr. Yamamoto, hasn't your country always flaunted freedom of speech? What's more, what Nanli said is basically true, and it is not an insult. ”

This attitude of neither humility nor arrogance made Fusang greatly angry.

"Hmph. ”

Yamamoto Lang stared straight into Nanli's eyes and said:

"Nanli, since you are so arrogant, then the delegation of Dongdu University officially challenges your Academy of Deep Sea Art. How dare you fight!"

Nan Li raised his head and waved his hand impatiently: "If you can't talk about the challenge, I can destroy you alone, and it will be a unilateral beating." ”

Hearing Nan Li's words, Yamamoto simply stopped pretending, tore off the mask of hypocrisy, and glared at Nan Li viciously: "Hehe, the Chinese are really arrogant. ”

Hehe, in one sentence, it defines the entire Dahua people.

Nan Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he seemed to smile and said:

"I've heard a story about it, and I wonder if Mr. Yamamoto is interested? It's about your research on the origin of the Fuso family name. ”

“......”

Yamamoto Lang was a little puzzled, Nanli's thinking was a little out of the box, why did he get involved in the surname culture of their Fusang country again?

Nanli said: "Your surname is related to the place where your ancestors were born, such as the well, which means that you were born under the well...... Your surname is Yamamoto, which means that your ancestors were born in a ravine. ”

"Haha......"

"Poof......

"Oh mom, it's so funny, Nanli's mouth is too poisonous, but I like ......"

The students below erupted in bursts of laughter, and some of the female students blushed, but they couldn't be more relieved.

"Bastard. ”

Yamamoto looked at Nanli angrily, "We were invited to watch the ceremony across the ocean, is this your Dahua's hospitality?"

"Less nonsense. Nan Li rolled his eyes, took his nostrils and hummed: "Brothers come with good wine, jackals come with shotguns, and the big Chinese have always had clear grievances." ”

"Good, good. Yamamoto clapped his palms and said in a strange manner: "Mr. Nan is quick to talk, haven't you always boasted that your culture is broad and profound? ”

Nanli laughed: "Our country's poetry has been transmitted to you Fusang, which is called Han poetry, and you Fusang people are from the princes and nobles to the common people, competing to learn to sing." It's just a pity that compared to our ancestors, you are generally below the level. ”

"It didn't work in the past, and it's far worse now, is this still worth comparing?"

And after Nan Li finished speaking, the audience laughed along!

"Haha, this Fusang imp has kicked the iron plate, and he actually wants to compare poems with Nan Ge?

"Haha, I really want to see the southern poet beating the little devil!"