The Barefoot Doctor in the Courtyard Chapter 391 119 people
Materials are scarce these days, and workers’ wages are only more than 20 yuan.
The family's food and drink, the children's tuition fees, and the elderly's medicine all have to be paid for from this more than 20 yuan.
Let alone going out to a restaurant, even if you go to the street to eat braised pork, you have to hesitate again and again on weekdays.
After coming back, I have to pretend to be a hungry wolf and wolf down two black nests of cornstarch, otherwise my mother-in-law will grab my ears and teach me how to live a bad life.
Attending a dinner party, or a royal dinner abroad?
Who dares to think?
Could it be that Li Donglai went crazy with joy after receiving the certificate just like Fan Jin had won the exam?
Yan Bugui was a little worried. He took Li Donglai's arm and asked in a low voice: "Donglai, don't talk nonsense. This is a great event and should be celebrated. Just go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow and buy two kilograms of Cuban sugar to share with everyone."
What kind of foreign royal dinner? You have time to invite us, but we haven’t had time to eat yet! Do you think that’s right?”
Everyone nodded after hearing this: "Yeah, just have Cuban sugar. I heard that people abroad eat raw meat, the kind with blood. If you eat that stuff, you will definitely have diarrhea. We are not used to it."
Everyone was here for Li Donglai. Of course Li Donglai knew this. The invitation letter hadn't come out yet, so he couldn't say anything more.
He looked at everyone and smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will buy Cuban candy tomorrow."
When they heard that there was candy, everyone burst into cheers.
After everyone left, it was already dinner time.
In order to celebrate Li Donglai, Ding Qiunan specially made three dishes: lettuce tips with sesame sauce, fish-flavored rapeseed greens, and meat and vegetable braised pork.
Ding Qiunan has been a daughter-in-law for more than a year, and she has also developed good cooking skills, especially the meat and vegetable braised pork, fat meat and glutinous rice, and the tofu is chewy and full of color, flavor and flavor. Li Donglai ate two big bowls of the dish with it.
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After the meal, Ding Qiunan washed the dishes quickly, wiped his hands, walked up to Li Donglai who was teasing Wei Dong and Wei Guo, and said with a smile: "Today you said in front of so many people that you want to invite everyone to the Nobel Prize dinner.
You must not be joking, right?"
She knew Li Donglai's temperament. This rough man seemed carefree on weekdays, but he was very thoughtful and would never get carried away because of excitement.
Li Xiaomei was doing her homework. When she heard what her sister-in-law said, she put down her pencil and ran out of the back room: "Brother, can we really go to Sweden? I want to see the little match girl."
The little match girl? Li Donglai was stunned for a moment. Has this fairy tale already existed in China in this era?
He just raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment before he suddenly understood.
The fairy tale "The Little Match Girl" became a household name in China in later generations and became a must-read story for children.
In addition to its own artistic value, there is another important reason, that is, it has been selected as the "New Academic System Mandarin Textbook" since 1923.
Later, it became a classic story in textbooks. Even Mr. Zhou Zuoren once specially translated "The Little Match Girl."
Li Donglai rubbed Xiaomei Li's head dotingly, leaned down and stared into her big, watery eyes and said: "The Little Match Girl is a fairy tale written by Andersen. The prototype is a little French girl. We are going to Sweden this time.
So you can't see her."
"That's such a pity." Li Xiaomei said with her lips bulging and her cheeks bulging, a little disappointed: "I'm also going to give her a box of matches! If there are enough matches, she might actually be able to see her.
Grandma."
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Li Donglai had a little difficulty understanding Li Xiaomei's thinking. He patted her on the head and said, "You go and do your homework first. I have something to say with your sister-in-law."
After Li Xiaomei entered the back room, Ding Qiunan stared at Li Donglai's eyes and wondered: "Donglai, what on earth is going on? You also know that the procedures for going abroad are very complicated."
"Oh, isn't there a Nobel Prize Organizing Committee? Here's what happened." Li Donglai told the story about the unlimited number of people at the dinner.
After Ding Qiunan finished listening, she couldn't close her mouth for a long time. It took a long time for her to squeeze out a sound from her throat: "Isn't it inappropriate for so many people to attend the dinner?"
Li Donglai laughed loudly and said: "What's inappropriate? The Swedish royal family is a big family. Besides, the neighbors in the compound are like our relatives and friends. What I did is completely in compliance with the regulations."
Ding Qiunan raised his eyelids and thought about it. In an exotic and magnificent banquet hall, it would be quite interesting for a large group of guests from the East to drink and chat and fist-pump with goblets. So he stopped trying to dissuade him and instead helped him.
Li Donglai drew up the guest list.
Li Donglai was lying on the bed and said slowly: "In addition to the old Yi family, the old Jia family, the old Liu family and the He family, all the neighbors in our compound must be invited."
Ding Qiunan hesitated while holding the pen and said: "Would this make Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Zhang and Yu Qiuhua dissatisfied? If they cause trouble, it will be very detrimental to your future management of the courtyard."
Li Donglai smiled and said: "These families are all white-eyed wolves. Do you think that even if I invite them this time, they will miss me? Wrong! They will think that I am cowardly, and they will intensify their troubles in the future."
Of course, since I do this, I have my own confidence and won't be afraid of them making trouble."
Ding Qiunan nodded and began to write the list of residents on the manuscript paper: "Yan Bugui, Third Aunt, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiedi, Yan Jiekuang, He Yuyu, He Yuzhu, Yu Juhua, Yu Juhua's daughter He Hua, Liu Tiechui, Liu Gang
Dan, Liu Tiechui’s wife”
Lin Linzongzong, plus himself, Li Xiaomei, Wei Dong, and Wei Guo, calculated, there are 92 people in total.
Li Donglai continued: "Invite your parents and your aunt's family."
Ding Qiunan nodded: "My parents, aunt, uncle, plus two cousins, there are five people in total."
Li Donglai: "There is also Qinjiagou. The commune is waiting for November. It seems that the canal will be repaired, so we will only invite the village chief, Qin Fen, and Uncle Qin. By the way, Gu Shen will also be invited."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Ding Qiunan recorded these names, the next step was his colleagues in the laboratory.
After everything was recorded, Ding Qiunan checked the number of people, couldn't help but swallow, looked at Li Donglai and said, "Brother Donglai, there are 115 people in total."
"115 people? Not too many." Li Donglai thought for a long time with raised eyelids, then clapped his hands: "By the way, I forgot about the comrades from the steel rolling mill and the street office. Director Yang and Dean Jiao of the steel rolling mill also
Nurse Liu Fang and Director Wang from the subdistrict office are all going."
Ding Qiunan could only write down these names on paper.
Li Donglai took the paper and read it for a long time, and then he felt relieved after making sure that nothing was missing.
He folded the manuscript and put it in his pocket, then took off his coat and looked at Ding Qiunan with a wicked smile.
"Daughter-in-law, didn't you say you wanted to have a daughter? We have to keep working hard!"
Ding Qiunan's face turned red as an apple, she stood up, took a roll of toilet paper and stuffed it under her pillow.
The night was quiet. He Wenhui next door had a hard day's work and was lying on the bed preparing to go to sleep. She heard a strange noise coming from the next door. She looked a little confused, but after waiting for a while, she seemed to remember something, and her face suddenly turned red.
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She grabbed the quilt and covered her head in it. After a few seconds, she stretched her head out again and put her ears to the wall.
Hearing the ups and downs of noise coming from next door, He Wenhui's eyes were a little blurry.
Sweden, Stockholm, Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences.
Habib Poulsen arrived at the office early in the morning. In the corridor, he stopped to say hello to every colleague he saw. He kept smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.
No wonder, just yesterday, Habib Poulsen used an intermediary to write an article about the Nobel Prize voting episode and sold it to London's "The Sun" for a reward of up to 1,000 pounds. This price is comparable to the price he paid for the article.
Selling local newspapers in Stockholm costs five times more.
With this money, he will be able to take his wife to travel to Hawaii after being busy for a while.
The wife's wish was to walk on a beautiful beach, while Habib Poulsen wanted to see a hula dance.
Entering the office, Habib Poulsen had just sat down when a liaison officer knocked on his office door and placed a telegram on his desk.
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"Habib Poulsen, this is a telegram from Li Donglai. It is related to the guests attending the banquet. Please submit it to the organizing committee."
"Let's put it here first, the Nobel Prize in Economics will be announced today, and I have to call the winner as soon as possible." Habib Poulsen said nonchalantly.
The liaison officer looked a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "I still advise you to take a look first. The number of people Li Donglai invited seems to be a bit too many."
"How many? Our royal banquet hall can accommodate two thousand people. Are you worried that we can't arrange seats for the guests? Ah, 119 people is indeed too many."
Habib Poulsen picked up the telegram and was also shocked by the numbers on it.
Generally speaking, Nobel Prize winners invite their family members, teachers, etc., and no more than ten people are invited.
Although there is space in the banquet hall, the Nobel Prize organizing committee must provide five-star hotels and meals for guests, right?
The reason why the Nobel Prize can be passed down for hundreds of years is inseparable from the instigation of the Nobel Prize Organizing Committee. Except for necessary expenses, they are not willing to waste a penny.
This Oriental guy is obviously here for free prostitution!
Habib Poulsen realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately knocked on the door of Professor Hook's office of the Nobel Prize Organizing Committee with a telegram.
Professor Hook is the deputy leader of the Nobel Prize Committee and is responsible for the award ceremony and reception of guests.
Habib Poulsen placed the telegram on Professor Hook's desk: "Professor, Li Donglai, the winner of the Nobel Prize in Medicine, sent a guest list of 119 people. What should we do?"
"No. 119" Hook was originally writing a speech for the dinner. At this time, he also put down his pen and raised his head with an unbelievable look in his eyes.
Habib Poulsen nodded: "I counted both sides from beginning to end. You also know that I am a master's student in the Department of Mathematics at the University of Paris, so I can't count wrong."
"It's just too much!"
"Yeah, how can it be so much? I did a simple calculation. According to the reception standard of 500 US dollars for each guest, our organizing committee will spend more than 50,000 US dollars."
Hook nodded: "Also, you haven't calculated the round-trip air tickets. These more than one hundred people are almost enough for one flight, and the round-trip cost is at least three to four hundred thousand US dollars."
Habib Poulsen couldn't help but swallow, rubbed his hands and said, "How about we reject Li Donglai and ask him to only bring five guests?"
"It would be nice if things were that simple." Hook smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you know what relies on our Nobel Prize to be passed down for hundreds of years and become the most famous award in the world?"
Habib Poulsen puffed up his chest and looked a little proud: "Of course I know, that is credibility. During the selection process of the Nonel Award, we will uphold the principles of fairness, justice and openness, and will never engage in favoritism and malpractice."
In fact, this is the reason why Habib Poulsen chose to join the Nobel Prize Committee and become a clerk after graduation.
The Nobel Prize is a beacon that guides scientists around the world, and he hopes to be the person guarding the lighthouse.
Professor Hook nodded happily and said, "Then let me ask you, did we limit the number of guests before?"
Habib Poulsen seemed to have remembered something, and his expression turned ugly: "No."
Professor Hook said: "Since there is no limit on the number of guests, now we ask others not to bring so many guests, does it violate the principle of justice?"
Khabib Poulsen nodded.
Professor Hook stood up and said with a smile: "Just follow the list of personnel above. By the way, I heard that it is difficult to go abroad in the East, so you should immediately send an invitation letter to them through diplomatic channels, and send your passport and air ticket.
Get ready. The hundreds of years of credibility of our Nobel Prize cannot be destroyed because of this little thing."
Khabib Poulsen: "Understood! I'll make arrangements right away."
After Habib Poulsen left, Professor Hook picked up the phone on the table: "Hello, Professor Chris? I think we need to hold a meeting immediately to discuss whether winners should be restricted from bringing guests.
It’s a question of quantity.”
Just when Professor Hook was worried about Li Donglai's invitation of more than a hundred guests, at the Institute of Medicine of the University of Tokyo, Professor Kogu Ichiro looked at the list of winners published in the newspaper with a look of disbelief on his face: "Impossible, absolutely
Impossible. Where did this Li Donglai come from? I have never heard of it! There is a shady secret here, a huge shady secret."
Next to him, his student Nanako Asai looked at the furious teacher and explained in a low voice: "As soon as I got the newspaper, I checked with the director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but they also received news from Sweden.
This year's Nobel Prize in Medicine goes to our neighbor.
According to the information they provided, Li Donglai is a researcher at Beijing University who has just completed research on second-generation cephalosporins. The reason why he won the award this time is also related to the second-generation cephalosporins."
Hearing the name of the second-generation cephalosporin, Xiao Inuichiro remembered it and quickly took out a medicine box from the drawer: "You just said that this anti-inflammatory drug with very few side effects was developed by Keijo University?"
Currently, second-generation cephalosporins are displayed on the counters of pharmacies of all sizes on the streets of Tokyo.
Second-generation cephalosporins have become the first choice of anti-inflammatory drugs for Japanese people.
Professor Kogu Ichiro may not know Li Donglai’s name, but he has used second-generation cephalosporins.