Chapter 409 The God of Assassination in the Salty and Sweet Controversy
Chapter 409 The Battle between Sweet and Salty, God of Assassination
On February 1st, the 30th day of the Lunar New Year in 1965, at 0:30, Moran was curled up in Du Weiguo's arms.
She gently drew a circle on Du Weiguo's heart with her finger, and said in a lazy voice:
"Happy New Year! Du Weiguo."
At this moment, Du Weiguo was half-lying and half-lying against the head of the bed, holding a cigarette between his long fingers. He took a long breath of smoke and looked at the slowly dispersing smoke in the sky. His tone was a bit distant and ethereal:
"Molan, I'm a little hungry, how about you?"
The Spring Festival is the most important traditional Chinese festival. Although the institute is a confidential unit, it still cannot resist tradition.
After all, there is a holiday. He has a holiday on New Year's Eve, and then goes to work on the third day of the Lunar New Year. Of course, Du Weiguo is very sad, he does not have a holiday.
During the Spring Festival, not only did he have no vacation, but his workload was even heavier than usual.
Because most of the researchers usually live in the institute, and they are basically from other places, and they don’t have many relatives or friends in Baoshan City.
Therefore, these researchers only do not go to the office to work during their holidays, and they still eat in the cafeteria.
But since it's a holiday and it's the Spring Festival, these researchers naturally want to go out and buy some small things or snacks, local specialties, firecrackers candies, Spring Festival couplets, dried fruits, etc.
According to the regulations of the institute, during holidays, if more than 5 people of the institute go out, they need to be accompanied by comrades from the security department.
So since getting up on the morning of the 31st, Du Weiguo has been busy with these things. Once these noble scholars become stubborn, it is actually very difficult to deal with them. This one has to go to the east, and that one has to go to the west.
There is nothing wrong with this saying that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Once these usually aloof nerds get into trouble, they will be really troublesome.
Some are dissatisfied with this, others look down on this, and there are various small groups divided into various groups based on regions, majors, and departments.
There is simply no consensus, and it is difficult to agree with everyone. Du Weiguo has only been here a few days and is not familiar with these researchers at all.
He couldn't even name them, let alone the grievances and specific circumstances between them. Du Weiguo couldn't keep a straight face during the Chinese New Year, so he insisted on making one-size-fits-all decisions.
Therefore, it was not easy to gather 5 people at once. Du Weiguo was very busy all morning and was sweating profusely. It was not until noon that he finally answered the questions of these living ancestors correctly.
When the last wave of researchers left, the first two waves had already returned. Damn, they were so convinced.
In fact, not only Du Weiguo had a headache today, but the director of the cafeteria of the institute also had an even more headache! He was so worried that he almost exploded on the spot!
He has encountered a problem, and this problem is today's meal!
At noon, because it was New Year's Eve, the cafeteria naturally had to add more dishes. Since the institute's standards and benefits were very high, and it was in time for the Chinese New Year, the cafeteria was well stocked with rare good things like meat, vegetables, eggs, and poultry.
Everyone is gearing up to have a good and prosperous year!
But just because of the trivial matter of today's canteen dishes and New Year's Eve dumpling fillings, we almost got into a fight. The canteen director was also worried about this.
Food is the most important thing for the people!
Chinese people are stubborn about food taste, especially during the Spring Festival. When conditions permit, everyone has such different obsessions with New Year's Eve dinner that the canteen director's hair turned gray almost overnight.
The main force behind this taste battle is naturally these tough researchers, who come from all over China.
Although there are only more than a hundred people in total, they basically cover all provinces in China, and even regions such as Xinjiang, Tibet, and Qinghai are represented. One can imagine how different the tastes are.
Among them, the most controversial ones are actually representatives from the two groups in Beijing and Shanghai.
Strictly speaking, the representatives of the capital actually include a wide range of areas north of the Yellow River.
The representative of Shanghai is the vast area south of the Yangtze River. In fact, this can be regarded as a dispute between the sweet and salty parties.
The north likes strong salty food! The south likes sweet and light food. Of course, this is not the whole story, but the two groups here almost escalated from a verbal dispute to a full-scale martial arts competition just because of the menu and dumpling fillings during the Spring Festival. Damn, these industrious scholars
The old man almost started to do it.
The head of the research institute happens to be from Nanyang, Henan Province. To be honest, his taste is in the middle, ranging from sweet to salty.
His character is originally very resolute and courageous, but just because of a question about what to eat during the New Year, he can't get angry, right?
Moreover, he also knew in his heart that this was not a simple dispute over taste, it was nothing more than a long-standing grudge that someone was using to play off the issue.
Some of the usual conflicts were intensified over the New Year's Eve dinner. Hey, it has been a custom since ancient times for literati to look down on each other.
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, especially in the current situation~~ Hehe, I can’t say it anymore, let everyone understand it for yourself.
This argument did not start today, but started the day before yesterday. But at noon today, when everyone saw the dishes and dumpling fillings, the conflict completely broke out!
There are a total of 8 dishes in the canteen today, mainly northern cuisine, with two specially added spicy dishes. The staple food is dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage.
It is not difficult to see that this dish is mainly based on northern tastes. At the same time, it also takes appropriate care of the two lakes and the southwest and northwest regions, which all love spicy food.
This is already pretty good. The current generation is not one in which materials are abundant. Materials are relatively scarce now. It is quite difficult to achieve this level.
Except for those areas where express delivery began to include free shipping in later generations, basically everything was taken care of.
Basically, most researchers are satisfied with today's lunch. Du Weiguo, who has a northern taste and loves spicy food, is especially satisfied with today's lunch.
But some people were not satisfied. When Du Weiguo finished his work and rushed to the canteen, he saw two groups of people confronting each other.
One side has an obvious Wuyue accent mixed with a few Cantonese words, while the other side has a typical Yanzhao accent mixed with a bit of a big flavor.
The two groups were quarreling so red-faced and angry that they even rolled up their arms and sleeves and tried to take action if they disagreed.
Du Weiguo couldn't help being amused when he saw this scene. He looked at the people facing each other on both sides. Good guy, the combined age of these people must be more than a thousand years old.
The total prescription of glasses is probably tens of thousands of degrees, and there is almost no one without glasses.
Hey! With this look, you really want to take action. Can you tell the difference between friend and foe?
He called out to several nearby Bao Weike comrades, led Wang Li and Xiao Jun over, and easily separated the two groups. After all, it would be ugly if someone who was celebrating the New Year really made a move.
At this time, the dean also rushed over after hearing the inquiry. He was preparing a New Year's speech in the evening in the office. He heard that the cafeteria was about to start working, so he hurried over.
After someone from the two groups tried to dissuade them, the quarrel became even fiercer across the human wall of the security department. All kinds of swear words with local characteristics were heard endlessly, and it became very loud, hehe!
Who said that educated people can't curse? When they curse, they are just as vulgar and not much different from a shrew.
The dean was a skinny old man, 58 years old, whose surname was Jiang. He gave some loud advice, but unfortunately, the effect was not very good.
He was a little angry, and it looked like he was about to lose his temper. He was not purely engaged in scientific research, but was a political worker. But now that he is older, his temper has calmed down.
If he had had a bad temper when he was young, he would have beaten these two people twenty times each and put them in solitary confinement.
Du Weiguo was very eye-catching. At this time, he gently pulled him and gave him a faint persuasion:
"Dean, it's Chinese New Year, you'd better not lose your temper, it can easily affect morale."
Jiang Yuan glanced at Du Weiguo in surprise, pushed up his glasses frame, shook his head slightly, and said angrily:
"Xiao Du, tell me, these people have read their books into the dog's belly. It's really outrageous. They are just some quarrels of temper, celebrating the New Year, and they are causing trouble for everyone!"
Du Weiguo glanced at the novices on both sides who were so noisy that they smiled unconsciously. The scene was a bit noisy.
He whispered into Jiang Yuan's ear. After Jiang Yuan heard this, he immediately smiled with a look of satisfaction on his face. He patted Du Weiguo on the shoulder:
"Haha, good boy, it's really your idea. It's really a good idea! Let's do it!"
Du Weiguo nodded, suppressed his smile, walked to the field, and roared:
"Quiet!"
Du Weiguo's roar was like a thunderbolt and a Buddhist lion's roar, and it also contained an evil spirit that reached the sky.
The exchange of insults between the two groups was immediately suppressed, and the scene suddenly became so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
Du Weiguo walked to the middle of the field at a leisurely pace, looked around the whole field, and then calmly said calmly:
"What are you arguing about? There is no winner in a quarrel, not even in a fight. You are all capable and knowledgeable people, and you are all experts in various fields.
In this case, today is the Lunar New Year, so let’s add a program. If you are not satisfied with each other, we will test our own special skills in the witness of everyone in the hospital, and whoever wins the recipe for dinner will listen to whoever wins!”
Someone at Yanzhao suddenly shouted: "How to compare? Tell me the rules!"
Du Weiguo smiled: "You will have 5 people from each side to give each other questions. The time limit is 1 hour. The one who answers first wins.
When the time comes, it will be clear at a glance who is strong and weak, and whoever wins will decide the menu tonight."
At this time, someone from Wu Yue asked: "What if there is a draw?"
Du Weiguo nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"If there is a tie, then we will try another question. Whoever gets the answer correct first will win. Jiang Yuan will be the notary throughout the competition, and all colleagues will be the witnesses. They will be impartial and ensure absolute fairness, openness and impartiality!"
Du Weiguo looked around and saw that the two groups were still glaring at each other like cockfighting cocks. He asked loudly:
"How about it? Do you dare? If it doesn't work, we will leave it alone to protect Ke Ke and let you have a free fight, and then we will go to our Keli Confinement to celebrate the New Year together!"
A person with a Northeastern accent shouted: "Oh! Just compare, it's a donkey or a horse, take it out for a walk! Just shut up from now on!"
A Cantonese Mandarin speaker immediately responded: "Bi, I'm going to eat plain-cut chicken and sweet glutinous rice balls tonight, don't be dissatisfied!"
Therefore, this unique New Year's Eve knowledge competition initiated by Du Weiguo began under the auspices of Dean Jiang.
It was a rest day anyway, so lunch was postponed. Most of the researchers watching the theater were also happy to see this form of competition. They were in high spirits and would not feel bored at all.
After Du Weiguo finished his suggestion, he retired. He has nothing to do here anymore. As for this professional knowledge, he knows nine out of ten. Damn, he knows nothing at all!
Compared with the knowledge reserve of these powerless scholars, Du Weiguo is just blind, not much better than illiterate.
What surprised Du Weiguo was that Mo Lan actually got involved. Her ancestral home is Suzhou, and she really likes sweets.
Not only that, she actually became one of the five representatives, which shows that she is also a leader in the professional field.
In the final match, with a score of 5 to 4, the Wu Yue team finally won, and the winning shot was a math problem solved by Fox Eyes Moran.
She looked up at Shenghui amidst the cheers, looking very proud.
Well, it is indeed very remarkable. From this incident, it can be proved that Moran has real materials.
You know, all the researchers who can be transferred to this institute are selected from the best among hundreds of millions of people across the country.
There is no free gift at all, basically everyone is the top scholar in a certain field.
When Du Weiguo was eating, Moran even gave him a very subtle look, looking very proud of himself!
The dinner was indeed a strong Shanghainese flavor, and it was overly sweet. In fact, it was not that Du Weiguo couldn't tolerate sweetness. He only had one or two meals now and then, so it didn't matter at all.
This sweet and salty dispute is just a farce, a derivative of other contradictions, and it can be considered an end here.
In the evening, the institute also played a movie in the cafeteria, "Wild Fire and Spring Breeze Fighting the Ancient City!" The New Year atmosphere in Baoshan was general, with only a few firecrackers.
That night, Du Weiguo was on duty until 2 a.m., and then spent New Year's Eve peacefully on the camp bed in the office, somewhat desolate and lonely.
On the first day of the new year, very few of these researchers who like to be quiet but not active apply to go out again.
Most of them are staying in the dormitory, playing chess and cards, and occasionally there are three or two people in the dormitory having a drink with the specialties sold yesterday.
After getting familiar with it yesterday, Du Weiguo became more comfortable today. Three researchers and one security comrade completed the work easily and started fishing in the office again.
On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, he wrote a letter to Yang Caiyu, who was six years old, to report that he was safe. Calculating the time, she probably hadn't received the letter yet.
I don’t know how she spent this New Year. Du Weiguo really missed her, even though he and Mo Lan were together almost every day.
But Yang Caiyu's position has always been untouchable, and it is an independent and reserved territory in Du Weiguo's heart.
Damn, that's the bad thing about working in a confidential unit. You can't receive letters at all. The institute only allows you to enter and leave with pieces of paper.
Even the received letters have to be opened and checked, and the records have to be transcribed. There is no privacy at all.
The dormitory can mail it, but there is no mailbox in the dormitory at all, and Du Weiguo is not at home every day, which is very troublesome.
Moreover, Du Weiguo was also very worried about Yang Caiyu suddenly running over. Liupanshui was very close to Chuncheng, so he was really afraid that Yang Caiyu would suddenly running over.
So Du Weiguo thought twice, and on the grounds that the mission needed to be kept confidential, he did not leave her an address. He just told Yang Caiyu that he would report to her that he was safe every week.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the research institute officially started work, and Du Weiguo also started to take a rest. Last night when he went back to his dormitory, he was attacked again by Moran at night.
At 10:30 in the evening, she rushed over. Damn, this girl Mo Lan has been very clingy recently. Originally, Du Weiguo wanted to go to Guo Hanhong to inform each other of the information and progress.
At 3:30 in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Guo Hanhong suddenly sat up from the bed. Just as he was sleeping, someone put a cold finger on his neck. Of course it was Du Weiguo.
Guo Hanhong was frightened on the spot and broke out in cold sweat. His face turned pale. Du Weiguo laughed silently in the darkness, his white teeth shining with a dark light:
"Guo Chu, your security measures are not very good here? If I were a killer, you would have been dead just now."
Guo Hanhong panted heavily. After a while, he lit a cigarette, took a long breath, frowned and said:
"It's not that we can't do it, it's that you are so awesome!"
In fact, Guo Hanhong was also a little puzzled, how could this kid sneak in quietly? Damn it, these bastards must be trained well tomorrow.
His house is a three-bedroom house on the outskirts of the city. He lives in the middle courtyard. There are people in the front and back yards, and they are guarded day and night.
There are both open and hidden sentries and mobile sentries, which can be said to be impregnable. However, everyone knows Du Weiguo, so he can come and go freely at ordinary times.
In fact, Lao Guo knew nothing. Du Weiguo's grandson used the blinking skill to get in. He arrived at Guo Hanhong's bedroom window with a blinking technique. After careful observation, he blinked again and arrived in front of his bed.
Everything was carried out quietly and without anyone noticing. Du Weiguo is definitely the god of assassination in this time and space. As long as he is given a little preparation time, no one can escape, yes, no one!
Du Weiguo pulled up a chair and sat down. He also lit a cigarette:
"Guo Chu, I didn't come here specifically to check your security system. I want to know the latest information. Is the monster's radio station active?"
Guo Hanhong had calmed down now, and he said in a somewhat excited tone:
"Well, hehe, you are really smart. Recently, the frequency of the giant demon has been active five times in a row. We have locked the specific address of his radio station.
Monitoring is currently being implemented, hehe! The giant demon is not far away from completely appearing."
Du Weiguo frowned slightly at this time and asked in a deep voice: "Guo Chu, is there still no way to decipher the content of their communication?"
Guo Hanhong shook his head and said helplessly:
"This is the most regrettable thing, what a pity! Deciphering the message code is an extremely huge project.
It requires long-term research by a professional team to have any hope. If we can get the complete code book from the giant monster, then our achievements this time will be great."
Du Weiguo nodded lightly. He could understand this. Decoding was indeed a big project and could not be accomplished overnight.
"Guo Chu, there is a shop selling bait silk at the entrance of our research institute called Nails, and there is also a sugar cane shop at the door of the dormitory building where I live, but tonight I changed it to a shop selling glutinous rice cakes.
It seems that the other party has enough manpower, but the size is a bit big! Do you have enough manpower here?
Don’t capsize in the gutter and let someone swallow you up again!”
After hearing this, Guo Hanhong snorted coldly and said confidently:
"Hmph! Don't worry about this. Once the giant demon over there in the capital is captured, and these fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs in Baoshan City, I will immediately turn them into powder!"