Chapter 7 Knowledge is Power
Xiucai was surprised, immediately changed his face, and said to me: "I didn't expect that Brother Tai is also a person who knows books, disrespectful, disrespectful!" ”
"Confucius said: Threesomes must have my teacher! How can a scholar be proud? "I finally seized the opportunity, of course I had to pretend to be ruthless.
Xiucai should admit: "What is said is very true, what is said is very true." It's just that I don't know what kind of book is a useful book in the eyes of my brother? ”
"Physics, chemistry, biology, geography, and the operating principle of the excavator, theory is linked to practice, and what you have learned is put into practice, you know?"
Sour Xiucai listened to it with a puzzled face, and said: "Master taught that those who read should read the books of sages, and they have never heard of these strange books and scrolls. ”
"Is it so important to recite Confucius, Mencius, and Cheerilee all day long? When you are busy chewing words, European countries are developing at a high speed, changing with each passing day, their scientific and technological progress, the Renaissance, the guns and cannons, the roar of machines, and Columbus riding the wind and waves on the Atlantic, do you know, do you know? ”
"Taught, taught. But what is this cherry? ”
"It's a foreign cherry, and in a few hundred years, when the Chinese learn broken English, they will be called that."
"How do you know what will happen in hundreds of years?"
"To tell you the truth, I traveled from the twenty-first century hundreds of years later, and I came here a long time later, with a whoosh."
"Whoosh," Xiucai arced his fingers in the air.
Looking at the expression on his face, I knew that I was already energetic, so I lost no time in saying: "I know if you want to understand, do you want me to tell you slowly?" ”
"Please let me know."
"I'm sure I'll tell you, but now I'm hungry and don't have any strength, you know it's going to be tiring after hundreds of years, right?"
"Sir, I'll go get some food."
Xiucai ran into the house step by step, excited like a well-behaved child.
Beef, roast chicken, or pig's trotters, there won't be just pot helmets! The thought of the long-lost delicacy makes me hungry like a five-month-old baby – drooling.
With a loud shout and scolding, Xiucai was seen in front of me by a woman with a big waist and a round waist holding her ears.
Since being bitten by a dog, I have found that I am much more responsive, and before the fat woman can put on a posture, she has already run two blocks away, and she doesn't need to think at all, she reacts intelligently.
I saw that the sauce pig's trotters in my hand were actually yellowed by a woman, but I was not discouraged by this.
I concocted it in the same way, looking for cultural people. Although he was driven away by a few random sticks, he finally opened it at Cao Yuanwai's house, got two moldy pot helmets, and then ate chicken legs at Wang's shopkeeper's house, and Meng Fuzi's house drank soju, which can be regarded as a realization of what "knowledge is power".
Seeing that I had made a fortune in a big family, the two guys, "Skinny Monkey" and "Tough Donkey", followed behind. Reading half of the pancake a few days ago, it was still a righteous spirit, and I also generously threw a moldy pot helmet to one person, and the two of them were happy.
Tell those people a little bit of modern things every day, but deliberately only talk about half of them, and then stop abruptly until I have whetted my appetite, so that I will be popular every day.
"Skinny Monkey" and "Tough Donkey" don't go to beg, they just spin around behind my ass every day, picking up enough cheap.