"Incheon?" Zuo Youyou wrote down the name of the city on a piece of paper. She pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered, "Incheon Port! ”

The port of Incheon, a treaty port of North Korea.

Both the Wantaehe and the Shantung Gang needed to transport domestic silk to the port of Incheon.

"Where will Incheon buy Chinese silk." Zuo Youyou thought to himself, "Judging from the account books of the Mantaehwa, imported silk was a luxury item for ancient Korea, and the main buyers were the royal families and nobles living in Seoul. ”

"Therefore, the consumer market for silk is in Seoul." Zuo Youyou wrote the words "Seoul". She thought about it for a moment and put a pen on the line between the two city names of "Incheon - Seoul".

This line represents the logistics network.

If it is said that in the logistics network from China to North Korea, the Shandong Gang and the Mantaehe occupy the north and the south respectively and do not invade each other, then from Inchon to Seoul, there must be competition for logistics between the Mantaehe and the Shantung Gang.

Whoever arrives early will be able to seize the market.

Zuo Youyou Huo Ran got up, she knew!

"Dr. Kang Se-chin, please help me check the historical materials in the collection of Kyujanggak of Seoul National University." During dinner, she made a request to Jiang Shiqin, "The branch of Shanghai Wantai in Incheon, as well as the business name of the Shandong Gang in Incheon Port, I need this part of the historical materials." ”

Three people sat at a food stall by the sea, and several Tsingtao beer bottles stood on plastic sheets. Dr. Caleb grilled leeks while discussing historical issues with Jiang Shiqin.

A strange combination, both in terms of people and diet.

"Incheon?" Jiang Shiqin casually handed over a string of roasted grasshoppers, a little puzzled, "The branch business of the Wantai in Incheon is not doing very well, I can't even remember what the name is, it has no research value." I think it's more typical than Wantaihe? ”

"Help, why are you eating roasted grasshoppers......" Zuo Youyou trembled and opened the roasted grasshoppers with the meat skewers in his hand, "I just thought that at that time, after the silk of the Mantaehe was transported from Shanghai to Incheon Port, it was transported from the Incheon branch to Seoul. I would like to know more about the history of those Incheon firms. ”

"Chinese are actually afraid of roasted grasshoppers?!" Jiang Shiqin bit off the head of the roasted grasshopper in his hand and took a sip of beer.

"Do you want to study the logistics network of the Port of Incheon?" Dr. Caleb asked bitterly.

"That's right." Zuo Youyou answered two questions in one word, "However, I would like to find some correspondence more than accurate logistics network historical materials." ”

"The paperwork of the Wan Tai He?"

"There's no need to stick to the Mantaihe." Zuo Youyou said, "Chinese businessmen of the same period, if there are documents, I want to see them." It's a pity that this part of the historical materials is basically not preserved in China. ”

Jiang Shiqin said, "Yes, I will write an email to Kuijanggak." In addition, I used to work on a project called 'East Asian Economy and Korea', and my fellow student in the project, Professor Umikawa, will arrive in Qingdao tomorrow, and he may have some historical materials there. ”

Zuo Youyou's eyes lit up, and he diligently took two skewers of roasted garlic and put them in front of Jiang Shiqin, and said half-badly and half-flatteringly: "Dr. Jiang Shiqin, taste it, roasted garlic is also a Chinese delicacy." ”

Jiang Shiqin stared at the roasted garlic, his face changed, extremely exciting, and then raised his eyes to look at Zuo Youyou and smiled evilly at her.

He reached out and gently touched Zuo Youyou's head.

Zuo Youyou: "! ”

Touch your head and kill!

Zuo Youyou suddenly stiffened, his heart was beating so fast that he was about to pop out of his chest, and he quickly raised a white flag, and his whole face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Shiqin laughed, raised his glass to Zuo Youyou, and drank the beer in the cup by himself, with a chic posture.

Zuo Youyou's face was red, and he stiffly found a topic:

"You seem to be very familiar with China?"

Dr. Caleb smugly said, "I'll eat preserved eggs." ”

Jiang Shiqin raised one eyebrow: "I will fight the landlord." ”

Zuo Youyou: !

Eat preserved eggs!

Fight the landlord!

Zuo Youyou was in awe: "Disrespectful and disrespectful, everyone here is a China expert." ”

Jiang Shiqin looked at Zuo Youyou with a smile, and the atmosphere was embarrassing again.

"Don't be nervous." Jiang Shiqin said suddenly.

"I didn't ......" Zuo Youyou fried hair!

"I eat Haidilao alone, and the bears that the waiter put on the opposite side are cuter than your current expression."

Zuo Youyou: "......"

Zuo Youyou pulled out a smile at Jiang Shiqinsheng.

Jiang Shiqin made a love statement: "Beautiful and cute." I would really appreciate it. ”

Will I really be grateful?

Poor Koreans.

Zuo Youyou: Poof.

Jiang Shiqin: ?

Zuo Youyou was lying on the table and laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

Jiang Shiqin didn't know why, but he smiled good-naturedly, and then raised his glass: "Maybe our ancestors have some friction, but now it's an era of peace, and we're already friends, aren't we?" ”

"Let's follow a story together." Dr. Caleb raised his glass, "To history. ”

"Respect for history."

Three people clink glasses.

Zuo Youyou is a northerner, and he was poured liquor by his father since he was a child, and the amount of alcohol is very good. After a painless beer, she sent Dr. Caleb back to the hotel, feeling a little excited rather than dizzy.

When she returned to the hotel at night, she couldn't sleep at all, staring until one o'clock in the morning, her mind full of clues, so she simply got up and went for a walk in the lobby.

"Zuo Youyou?" Someone nearby called her name.

She turned her head and saw that it was Jiang Shiqin.

Dressed in a dark gray T-shirt, he sat in a café in the lobby with his laptop in front of him and appeared to be at work, with an iced Americano at hand.

"Have a drink?" He pointed to his American.

Zuo Youyou laughed.

One o'clock in the morning?

Drink American?

Did Koreans really evolve sleep?

Jiang Shiqin leaned on the back seat, crossed his arms, and posed as a model. Zuo Youyou's eyes fell on his strong arm muscles, and it was difficult to remove them for a while.

Waiting to raise his head again after struggling to get out of the temptation of beauty, Zuo Youyou met his eyes that seemed to be smiling.

He raised an eyebrow.

Zuo Youyou: !

Zuo Youyou's heart skipped a beat, but he still managed to walk calmly to him, sat down, raised his eyes and looked back without admitting defeat.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Jiang Shiqin smiled and took the lead in looking away.

He turned his eyes to the screen of his laptop, clicked the mouse a few times, and turned the screen to show her: "You want the catalog of materials for the Incheon firm in the Kyujanggak Collection." ”

Zuo Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, calmed his heartbeat for a while, and then leaned over to look.

The materials of Incheon companies in the Kyujanggak collection around 1900 are mainly newspapers, and there are also some research results of later generations, so they are not first-hand historical materials.

She was a little disappointed: "Don't you have first-hand history of the Incheon firm at that time?" ”