The sixth year of the Republic of China, 1917 AD.

Inside the city of Beiping, outside the Zhengyang Gate.

coincided with the dawn of the East, the snow was covered, the sky and the earth were one color, and there were few people.

"Ahh

As soon as he came out of the Qianmen Railway Station, Cheng Nuo was so cold that his teeth were trembling, and he couldn't stop sneezing.

Find a leeward corner, put your hands together, take a breath in your palms, and rub them repeatedly, feeling that your fingers are not so stiff after a few back and forth.

Cheng Nuo hurriedly rearranged his luggage by the street lamp, took out a document from it, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the things were still there.

"It's good that I didn't lose it, otherwise it would be too unrealistic to go to the other side of the Pacific Ocean to get a reprint."

A thin piece of paper is a testament to his hard work of studying abroad for several years.

This is the Beiyang Government Tourism and Tourism Affairs Office for its study abroad graduation certificate, take it to the Ministry of Education to register, theoretically you can get a good public job from there.

For this era when the official standard is deep-rooted, it is the dream of too many people to be able to serve an iron rice bowl and eat public meals, and the social status is even higher.

Of course, it would be more perfect if the Beiyang government issued fewer empty checks and did not default on wages.

In addition to introducing Cheng Nuo's basic personal information, the graduation certificate also details his academic qualifications:

Degree: A.B. in Arithmetic

University: Harvard University

Arithmetic is mathematics, and the full meaning of the text is that Cheng Nuo received a Bachelor of Arts degree in mathematics from Harvard University in 1916.

Unlike the Bachelor of Science (B.S.) in the Mathematical Tradition of later generations, the Bachelor of Arts in Mathematics (A.B.) has a wider range of learning, more theoretical courses, and more flexible course selection, which is not limited to the content of the major and is more convenient for the action of the traveler.

In essence, there is no distinction between liberal arts majors and science majors.

In his previous life, Cheng Nuo had just graduated from college, the income from the internship period was not high, and he didn't want to ask for money at home, and he just needed a computer, so he had to try his luck from a card dealer and buy a cheap mining card.

How can I get the workout of the graphics card eight-pack abs are too domineering, he really can't give in, just two weeks later, he blew up, and even sent people away with the chassis leakage + short circuit.

When I opened my eyes again, I was at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and my identity was still an orphan who had fled, and I almost starved to death under the roots of the imperial city.

Fortunately, I caught up with the third batch of exams for studying in the United States from the Qing Government's Student Affairs Office, and with the mentality that if I didn't succeed, I found clean clothes and went to register directly.

I didn't expect the difficulty of the exam to be quite high, and there were many people who brushed down the two exams of the first and second exams.

The preliminary examination is English and Chinese Studies.

English or something, for Cheng Nuo, who has a high score of level 6, is naturally a dimensionality reduction to hit most Chinese people in this era.

But when it was the turn of Chinese studies, it became the Chinese people of this era who reduced the dimension and hit him, and it was a headache.

However, this head melon is much brighter than in the previous life, and the seconds will be in traditional Chinese without saying anything, and all the experiences in the previous life can be remembered.

There was no danger, and the total score rubbed the line and entered the retest.

Later, it was much easier, mathematics, physics, chemistry and foreign history were easy to use, and finally successfully passed the re-examination, and in July of the same year, he and more than 60 friends went directly to the United States to study.

Later, after personal efforts and a bright memory, he was successfully admitted to Harvard University on the west coast of the Atlantic Ocean with excellent grades in the preparatory department.

But the peers are all bigwigs, and there are many who have been admitted to Princeton, Pennsylvania, Columbia and other Ivy League schools, and there are more than a dozen people who have reported to Harvard together.

Compared with real cattle people, even if it is open, the pressure is very large.

"They are all people who can go to history textbooks, and they will suffer a big loss if they underestimate it."

Shaking his head, Cheng Nuo put away his divergent thoughts, put the documents in the suitcase again, and after sorting them out, he carried them and prepared to go.

At the moment, the important thing is how to report to the Ministry of Education, he is a person sent by the Manchu government to study, and in a sense he is an old minister.

Although the "new official" of the Beiyang government issued him a certificate of graduation from studying abroad, he was not sure for a day if he did not register successfully.

After all, with an official identity, it is much more convenient to pull the tiger skin and pull the flag.

Several groups of bag-bearers who came before and after to recruit customers were also sent away by him.

In addition to being anxious, Cheng Nuo also couldn't trust these old oilers, and he heard from the locals on the train that he must not find these guys to carry his bags when he got off the train.

It is said that it can help people hire vehicles and transport luggage, but when they encounter outsiders, they are directly slaughtered, and they refuse to suffer losses and want to find trouble, and people will unite with the outside world, and ordinary people can't deal with it at all, so they can only suffer dumb losses.

At the moment, everything has not settled down, and it is better to have more than one thing, so let's stay away from this place first.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I saw that there were already stalls on the side of the road, ready to go out of the morning market.

Cheng Nuo, who originally wanted to continue to rush forward, refused to agree after smelling the fragrance, and sang the empty city plan, and was really hungry.

"Yes, people are iron and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, and you will not go to work so early to estimate that the group of masters in the Ministry of Education have not yet gone to work, and they are waiting for the place, so it is better to make up for the stomach first."

As he spoke, he threw his scarf back and hurried to the morning market.

In the old days, the common people in Beiping were generally poor, and the coal and firewood used to make the stove were relatively expensive.

It's okay for young adults to skip meals, but children and the elderly certainly can't stand it, so there are many breakfast vendors in the streets and alleys.

Therefore, in later generations, there are still many old Beiping people and old Jinmen people who do not have the habit of eating breakfast at home.

When he came to the morning market next to the Qianmen Railway Station, Cheng Nuo saw that there were quite a lot of tricks, a lot of names that could be called and a lot of names that could not be named, and he had difficulty choosing for a while, and he didn't know what to eat.

When the discerning hawker here saw the customer coming, the work in his hands did not stop, and the shouting on his lips became louder:

"Burnt cakes and fry oil ghosts, the oil is fragrant and white, throw it into the pot and float!"

"Freshly baked pancakes! Hot yakiniku with sesame seeds! ”

"Porridge, bean juice porridge!"

Thinking about it, the number of times I came to Beiping City in my past and present lives is not small, but I haven't tasted local food, and I will definitely eat something special this time.

No longer hesitated, I came directly to a bowl of hot bean juice set meal, accompanied by coke rings, baked cakes, and finally two plates of pickles.

Hey, guess what, that's called authentic, that's called beauty.

I almost vomited after taking a sip of bean juice, and it took two big baked cakes to suppress the sour smell.

In the end, I choked and rolled my eyes, and I really didn't want to drink bean juice, so I ordered a bowl of japonica rice porridge again, so that it could go down.

It's really capped my old North Nose!

The peddler quipped: "Sir, when you leave Beiping City, you can't drink such authentic from us." ”

"What, what else is there to pay attention to?"

"Isn't it, outsiders use soybeans, but we use mung beans in old Beiping, and there are a lot of bad tastes......"

Cheng Nuo didn't want to continue this topic, for fear that the taste of the bean juice just now would come up again, and if his stomach was uncomfortable, he didn't vomit out all the food he had just eaten, so he drank the porridge in two sips, and quickly stopped: "Master, I still have something urgent, so I won't talk to you, how much is it?" ”

The peddler was obviously a little unsatisfied, and only after smashing his mouth did he say, "No more, no less, just a dime." ”

"Hey, is it just a dime so much?"

If I remember correctly, I have to eat half a catty of coke rings and baked cakes, and two bowls of porridge must be more than a dime.

The peddler smiled and said, "The money for bean juice is not counted." ”

"Why doesn't it count?" Cheng Nuo was puzzled.

"I must be dissatisfied with a sip, we are repeat customers, and we must not ask you for this money, do you say this is the reason?"

Cheng Nuo didn't expect this vendor to be so good, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

No wonder he was the first to eat, it was only a little older, and the other seats were full of people, and there was a queue outside.

This man is solid enough to deserve his good business.

Cheng Nuo took advantage of the busy hawker to press an extra dime under the bowl and left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the vendor said to the back: "Sir, I will definitely be able to make delicious bean juice for you when you come again!" ”

Cheng Nuo was so frightened that he almost fell: "Next time, next time, next time." ”

After speaking, he hurried in the direction of the Ministry of Education.