Chapter 17 The First Step in the Translation of Greater Shanghai
Euphemistically refused Old Man Ye's stay, Hu Xiaoyan stood alone on the street, feeling the hope of the future for the first time. My university will eventually blow the world away.
But Hu Xiaoyan must first solve a problem.
He felt a tingling pain in the middle hall again.
He's meowing, it's really ghostly. In fact, Hu Xiaoyan felt followed when he came to Ye's house, but at that time, he had just returned to the newspaper office, and he didn't even have time to eat Chinese food, so he hurriedly wrote a plan and rushed to Ye's house for dinner. I don't have the heart to pay attention to the question of tracking or not tracking.
Hu Xiaoyan slowly let go of his mind and returned to the map in his mind to take a look. Sure enough, I saw Lawrence, who was glowing red with his head, hiding in a corner directly opposite.
That's not an option. If he had seen everything, the devil would have known what kind of telegram he would have sent to the British headquarters. If Britain thinks he is a threat, Hu Xiaoyan will have no place to cry at that time. Die before the great cause is completed.
The British Empire wants a person to die for three watches, and I believe that no one in this era can keep him until the fifth watch.
It was planned in advance. He pretended not to find anything and rode back to the original dirty hut in a rickshaw. Unsurprisingly, I found the second master, Wu Jinxiu.
"Old Wu, tomorrow you ask Lawrence to come out and ask him to prepare the data. I'm going to meet someone with my data. Hu Xiaoyan commanded.
"Okay." Wu Jinxiu didn't ask much, and said yes and went back to the house by himself.
After a dreamless night, Hu Xiaoyan was woken up early by Wu Dun's stinky feet and returned to the newspaper office. No one followed me along the way. However, I believe that some ruffians will definitely bring news to Lawrence.
Hmph, I'll make you proud for a few days.
Hu Xiaoyan bought breakfast halfway and returned to the newspaper office to wake up Wu Yi, who had been waiting all night, and the two began to translate after breakfast. After a few days ago and this morning's translation, Wu Yi finally succeeded in translating Adam Smith's The Wealth of Nations. In this book, Hu Xiaoyan did not add a superfluous sentence, because he is not an economics major himself. Then he instructed Wu Yi to bring "The Wealth of Nations" to the printing house to be printed. This printing is no longer the small printing house that started out. It is a large factory introduced by Ye Chengcheng. The advantage is that the printing cost is fully covered by Ye Cheng.
Not long after Wu Yi went out, all people came to the newspaper to apply. In essence, there were many people who came to apply, but they were all scared away by Wu Yi's conditions.
The problems and conditions left by Hu Xiaoyan are not at all something that ordinary international students can satisfy. At least the detailed views on the politics and economy of China and the United States and Europe and the United States will brush down a large number of "foreign devils". People who haven't really been abroad, who haven't really spent a few years abroad, simply can't describe the problem in detail.
But today is different. Because when he came, Zhang Song. Zhang Song is the Chinese language teacher who came to pick up Hu Xiaoyan to give a lecture. In fact, Hu Xiaoyan later learned that Zhang Song was not a regular teacher at all, but a friend of the Chinese language teacher. This person studied in the UK, but later his family changed and he was unable to complete his studies, so he had to stay in the UK to work. After earning the fee to return to China, although he knew English and was well-informed, he did not have a graduation certificate after all. As a result, I couldn't find a job in Shanghai! It's okay to go to work in a foreign company, but the foreign company will not directly ask her to be a comprador but sit up from an apprentice. Zhang Song couldn't at that time, so he had to become an apprentice. It's just that his apprentice is very incompetent. Other apprentices considered the problem from the perspective of the foreign bank and tried to reduce the cost of the foreign bank, but Zhang Song considered the problem from the perspective of the Chinese, and the result increased the cost of the foreign bank. In a fit of rage, the foreign company fired him. After that, no foreign company was willing to hire such a "two-faced" guy.
In the end, in desperation, his friend, who was a classmate of Gezhi College, helped him from time to time, and arranged for him to take a few classes from time to time, and occasionally go to a few English classes or something to make ends meet.
This time, Zhang Song came here to apply for a job because his classmates asked the principal to write a letter of recommendation.
"Here, let's get to work." Hu Xiaoyan didn't mean to wait for the two of them to be polite. His time is very precious, and every minute is also a small CASE.
Zhang Song entered the door in a daze.
Since Zhang Song knows English, Hu Xiaoyan is not so polite. Cut the theory of sea power directly in half, one for each person, and began to translate. Why is translation a painful job? It is quite normal that this era did not have such outstanding fountain pens as later generations. The pen should be constantly stained with ink. A book is less than 500,000 words, and it often takes a year or two to write. It's slower to translate than to write a book. Because when you write a book, the content of the book is already in your mind. This is not the case with translation, because it's not a book that you can write, and after each sentence, you have to practice the context before you can write what you have to translate.
Hu Xiaoyan writes quickly because he has translation tools. But Zhang Song can't. He was pulled by Hu Xiaoyan to translate in a daze, and after reading a few lines, he saw that Hu Xiaoyan had already written two lines of words.
"Brother Li!" Zhang Song screamed, startling Hu Xiaoyan.
"What's the matter, hurry up and work, if you want to be lazy, you won't have lunch." Hu Xiaoyan said as he kept writing.
Usually he worked like this, and the books were cut in half. Half of it was written by himself, and half of it was read out for Wu Yi to write. After Wu Yi finishes writing, she will reply with a "Okay", and then Hu Xiaoyan will continue to read the following. This is equivalent to two people writing together. Because Hu Xiaoyan's translation tool is so powerful, you hardly need to think about it. Therefore, it is very efficient.
But after all, Zhang Song is not his own person at the moment, and he still understands English. If he did the same, it is estimated that Zhang Song would think that Hu Xiaoyan did not respect him. Therefore, it is necessary to put pressure on Zhang Song appropriately. Hu's time is about 180,000 per minute, and he can't afford to hurt it.
Zhang Song didn't know that actor Hu was performing like an Oscar-winning actor, so he was very shocked to see Hu Xiaoyan "silently" writing the Chinese version of the sea power theory word by word.
"What are you doing?" Hu Xiaoyan was startled by the sudden head sticking out.
It turned out that Zhang Song went from shock to silence, and he had completely lost confidence. He didn't believe anyone could translate so quickly, so he leaned his head to see what was going on.
Hu Xiaoyan pushed Zhang Song's head away, stretched out his head to look at Zhang Song's manuscript paper, and only saw a big ink spot on the blank manuscript paper.
"I said, Brother Zhang. You can't be false about studying in the UK, right? Hu Xiaoyan patted the manuscript on which he had written almost half a sheet of manuscript paper with dignity, and then pointed to Zhang Song's manuscript paper with only one ink spot.
Zhang Song's face turned red when he brushed the ground: "This is naturally true, but Brother Li's speed is really fast, ha." ”
"Brother Zhang, time is limited, and our task is still very heavy. So be it. In order to ensure speed, I will read it, and you will write it. Hu Xiaoyan pressed Zhang Song's shoulder and said 'seriously'.
Zhang Song sat down involuntarily. Hu Xiaoyan put Zhang Song's original manuscript to his left, glanced at it, and read it out in Chinese. Then he didn't pay attention to Zhang Song anymore. I wrote a sentence by myself. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Songzheng looking at him dumbfounded.
Hu Xiaoyan pointed angrily at his manuscript paper.
Zhang Song lowered his head in shame and began to write silently.
"When you're done, say it. I'll give you the next sentence. After Hu Xiaoyan finished speaking, he hurriedly lay down and continued to 'translate'.
This time, Zhang Song quickly entered the state and wrote quickly. After a period of running-in, the two have a perfect tacit understanding. Wait until noon, after Wu Yi returns. Both of them have already written seven or eight sheets.
After eating the Chinese food brought back by Wu Yi, the three of them entered the 'translation' again. This time it was written by three people together. Hu Xiaoyan's writing speed slowed down. Because Zhang Song and Wu Yi are, after all, educated people in this era. He can write traditional Chinese characters much faster than he can.
In one afternoon, almost a third of the translation was done.
After dinner. After Hu Xiaoyan said "overtime", the three of them entered the working state again. I have to say. Wu Yi, an apprentice who didn't graduate from elementary school, wrote faster than Zhang Song. And Zhang Song, a 'foreign student', has not been exposed to Chinese for many years after all. Write slowly. But it's a little faster than Hu Xiaoyan.
Under the hard work of the three of them for three days. The theory of sea power is complete. also pushed Zhu Baosan and Yu Qiaqing on a date halfway.
The completion of "The Theory of Sea Power" marks the official countdown to Hu Xiaoyan's time in Shanghai. On the one hand, he instructed Wu Dun to take the theory of sea power to be printed. While taking out a copy of the Encyclopedia Britannica again.
This book is actually the first book that Hu Xiaoyan wants to translate. But this book is too many words. It's not something that can be done in a while.
The reason why he took out this book is also because the people Ye Chengxin found for him are already in place.
There are a total of five children studying in the United States. What is the name, Hu Xiaoyan didn't care. Because studying in the United States as a child is a tragedy. They were repatriated before they had completed all their courses and were held on their first day home. As the first batch of international students, their treatment is really unfair. If such a Manchu court does not perish, there is really no heavenly reason. Compared to Japanese students at the same time. Japanese students are all regarded as treasures by the Japanese government. Their fate was very tragic. Even many high-achieving students actually died on the battlefield in battle.
A high-level talent who had spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to cultivate had not yet played a role, and died under a bullet that was not worth a silver dollar. What a tyrannical thing!
Hu Xiaoyan also has no intention of changing the fate of these people, because he is incapable. However, I am willing to help them as much as I can. After all, they were among the first international students. Their experience in the U.S. will be a valuable source for future students at the university that is still under construction.
The following day, Hu Xiaoyan roughly flipped through the Encyclopedia Britannica, and then translated what might have been difficult to understand into Chinese.
It's time soon. There was a knock at the door.
Wu Dun welcomed a person in.
"Zhang Jie was ordered to come to visit Mr. Li Yan." Zhang Jie clenched his fists.
"You're welcome, I don't know who you are?" Hu Xiaoyan is a little strange, he doesn't seem to have any contact with the government.
"My family grand lord wants to invite Mr. Li to the banquet tonight." Zhang Jie respectfully handed over a bright invitation.
: I don't like asking for clicks and recommendations at all, because it's annoying. But the number of referrals is really ugly. Whether it's in front of me or behind, the recommendation is several times higher than this book. I'm tempted to ask, is this really that unpleasant? I don't have the motivation to write. Ask for comfort. (>_