Qianzhou walked only two laps, and the time was noon.

After hesitating outside many restaurants, Qianzhou finally chose a time-honored mutton restaurant.

Before entering the door, a strong aroma of mutton soup came to the face, which made people mouthful. After entering the door, I found that the entire lobby was almost full of people, and the sound of laughter, words and ping-pong of wine glasses colliding was noisy and noisy.

Xiao Er, who wore a white scarf on his shoulder, ran back and forth, upstairs and downstairs, and greeted everyone with a smile. The guests who were waiting for the urgency had to press their temperament when they saw it, and it was not good to have a seizure.

When Qianzhou looked at it again, the number of foreigners in the store even exceeded that of the Qin people, and the various hair colors of gold, white, red, and brown were very conspicuous - for this reason, the store specially provided knives and forks.

The shopkeeper quickly saw Qianzhou standing at the door, and hurriedly led Qianzhou through the bustling crowd to sit on a square table in the corner.

The table is fairly clean, with a lot of mottled scratches all around. The surface of the table top has a delicate wax glow from years of use – about the same age as the old wooden walls.

As for the dishes, Qianzhou ordered a bowl of mutton soup, ten meat skewers, and two pieces of bread.

After sitting for a while, Xiao Er came over again and said with a smile: "Guest, unfortunately there are guests in the store today, but there are no empty tables." I wonder if the guests recommend sharing a table?"

Although he really wanted to play that famous stalk at this time, in the spirit of being convenient with people, Qianzhou nodded: "Yes." ”

Soon Xiao Er led two men and a woman to the table.

"It turned out to be Brother Qian, what a coincidence. The girl smiled and greeted Qianzhou.

I don't actually have the surname Qian!

Qian Zhou replied with a smile: "Miss Jiang." ”

After the three of them sat down, Jiang Qinghan introduced to Qianzhou: "This is my brother Jiang Xuance, and the other is my classmate Pei Xing." ”

The two teenagers greeted Qianzhou in turn.

Jiang Xuance combed his hair in a bun and had a gentle temperament, like a scholar in a costume TV series. Coupled with the fact that he was carrying a medicine box, Qianzhou inexplicably thought of Xu Xian in "The Legend of the White Snake".

Pei Xing cut a board inch, and his outfit was simple and capable. Wheat-colored skin looks vibrant.

When he unintentionally glanced at Pei Xing's left hand, Qianzhou suddenly became excited.

Ninja Hands!Robotic Arms!Steampunk!

I saw that Pei Xing's left hand was not flesh and blood, but made of metal, and it was also painted with a layer of black paint so that it was not so conspicuous. However, because only the part outside the cuffs was exposed, Qianzhou couldn't understand it more specifically.

Seeing Qianzhou's curious gaze, Pei Xing stretched out his hand generously: "I lost my left hand when I was a child for some reason, but I am a disciple of the Mo family, and I won't feel much inconvenience if I change my mechanical prosthetic." ”

At this time, Qianzhou was a little embarrassed, and then he realized that what he did just now was rude: "I'm sorry, it was me Meng Lang just now." But I think you're really cool with that. ”

Although Pei Xing didn't understand what "cool" meant, he could still hear that it was a compliment, and it was only regarded as a dialect.

Seeing that the atmosphere was warm, Jiang Qinghan asked with a smile, "I don't know how much Brother Qian knows about our White Deer Academy?"

White Deer Academy?

Qianzhou recalled the setting in his head.

Before mentioning Bailu Academy, the first thing that can't be avoided is "Hundred Schools of Thought." ”

The history of the hundred schools of thought has been in the Qin State for thousands of years, and in the past, each of the hundred schools was the leader of a discipline, and each family also represented a stable and extraordinary ladder.

However, with the popularization of culture, the spread of Western learning, and the influence of the conservative atmosphere in the hundred schools, the influence of the hundred schools of thought is not as good as before. As a result, a new school of scholars emerged in the hundred schools.

They found that it was not a thousand years ago. It is impossible for a single genius to make a big step forward in one discipline, and there are overlapping parts between many disciplines, and if you want to move forward, you cannot do without the help of other studies.

On this basis, these scholars became independent from the hundred schools of thought, abandoned the view of the portal, and established the original "White Deer Academy".

Bailu Academy not only gathers the strengths of hundreds of schools, but also actively learns the essence of foreign theories. Seventy years ago, as one of the main forces, it promoted the "reform of the school system".

Today, Bailu Academy is no longer a simple academy, but a school, a spirit, and a miracle that can compete with hundreds of schools of thought in less than a hundred years.

"This is the White Deer Academy, or the White Deer School. I guess I'm right. Qianzhou pondered the wording.

"Indeed, quite an objective and fair assessment. Jiang Qinghan nodded, "Then what do you think of it personally? In the eyes of those old-fashioned schools, we are out-and-out traitors, sinners, and fallacies." ”

Qianzhou took a sip of tea: "At least from now on, you don't have anything wrong. And if it's what I want, it's 'The way of the world will go forward, and the future will be better than now'!"

Qianzhou's words were loud, and even the eyes of the three people who looked at him became cordial.

Jiang Xuance picked up the teacup: "It's rare to meet like-minded people, how about we call them by name?"

Qianzhou also responded with a smile: "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

Jiang Qinghan also said: "In this case, you can eat this meal with us." ”

At this time, after seeing a few people chatting, Xiao Er asked with insight: "The three of you haven't ordered yet, I don't know what to eat?"

Without thinking about it, Jiang Qinghan said: "Serve a few of your specialties here, and have a pot of the best wine." ”

Qianzhou secretly rolled his eyes.

Wine is not the best is not clear, but certainly the most expensive. The same is true for dishes. It's no wonder that this unjust style is not slaughtered.

However, the three of them didn't look like they had no money, and Qianzhou didn't talk much.

This is where he thinks he has high emotional intelligence.

"However, isn't the White Deer Academy in Jiangnan?" Qianzhou was a little curious, "Why did you come to Luntai?" ”

"The main theme of the college is 'the unity of knowledge and action'. Jiang Qinghan said, "So we are going to travel to the Western Regions and complete practical research." ”

Soon, the dish was served.

A whole roast leg of lamb, a large bowl of lamb broth, a couple of vegetables, and even a braised carp.

Qianzhou couldn't help but smack his mouth, this is too ruthless. Luntai is in the northwest, not to mention the first few dishes, this carp is definitely not cheap!

Then, Xiao Er brought a pot of wine and a plate of salted green plums: "I'm sorry for you to share the table, this plate of green plums is sent by the store." ”

Jiang Qinghan picked up the wine jug and poured a glass and handed it to Qianzhou: "Come and taste it?" This sour jujube brew in the northwest is also famous. ”

Smelling the strong aroma of wine, Qianzhou frowned.

There are two kinds of bars for sour jujube stuffed as you are talking about!

Normal sour jujube brewing is just fermented fruit wine, and the bottle in front of me is obviously a re-distilled spirit, at most, it is to soak a little sour jujube to enhance the taste!

"No, no, I won't drink?" Qianzhou refused again and again.

"Isn't it, the dignified Qin Guonan can't even drink wine?" Jiang Qinghan said with a smile.

"I really won't. Qianzhou smiled bitterly and refused, "Let's eat vegetables." Didn't you see a strange light in the fish's eye?"

The three of them glanced at the fish, and then looked at Qianzhou with a puzzled expression.

"I was wrong. Qianzhou lowered his head, "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables." ”

Yes, this is no longer the world where someone will pick it up if you throw out the stalk.

Qianzhou picked up a pickled green plum and put it in his mouth, only to feel extremely sour and difficult to swallow.

Noticing that Qianzhou's mood was depressed, Jiang Qinghan didn't say anything more, just drank the wine in the cup.