Although Mitsuko Yamada is in good health and is usually fine, she is also a pampered young lady. When she came to Nagaki from Tokyo, she accidentally caught a cold because she was not able to adapt to the climate change.
But it's not a bad cold...
Just a slight cold.
That's the bad thing about traveling and traveling.
The torture on the road is secondary, but if you get sick and suffer from bumps and bumps, the illness will come like a mountain and go away like a string. If you go back and forth, no matter how healthy your body is, it will be scrapped.
"listen to me……"
Bai Gui said.
Mitsuko Yamada felt the remaining warmth on his windbreaker, lowered his head, spoke in a voice as quiet as a mosquito, nodded slightly, and said the word "hmm".
She walked toward the cabin in small steps. The wind on the deck was strong and she couldn't walk too fast.
Bai Gui breathed a sigh of relief.
A mild cold is not a big threat to a sixteen-year-old. But if it is delayed for a long time and a mild cold turns into a serious cold, it will be a big trouble in modern times when modern medicine is not advanced.
As the saying goes, "Prevent disease before it becomes ill, and prevent it from getting worse if it is already diseased."
He did not go back to the cabin first, but went to the ship's galley, found the chef, spent some money and cooked a bowl of ginger soup.
After a while, ginger soup was delivered to the cabin.
Shiro Gui and Yamada Mitsuko's cabin are in the same cabin.
no way.
The funding Professor Shiraishi applied for was limited, as is the case with liberal arts. Although literary men have a high status in society, when it comes to university funding approval, they will be deducted.
A total of fifty yen, except for transportation expenses, there is not much left.
However, the cabin is very large. Generally speaking, several people can stay in one cabin, and they sleep in separate beds, so there is no need to avoid anything.
"I'll feed you."
Bai Gui scooped out a spoonful of hot ginger soup and put it into Yamada Mitsuko's mouth.
"It tastes so bad..."
Yamada Mitsuko frowned. Although there was brown sugar in it, it still tasted a bit unpleasant. But when she thought that Bai Gui had fed it to her personally, she still drank it slowly in small sips.
The comprehensive Tangization of Japan was in all aspects, including traditional Chinese medicine. It is recorded in the "Yixinshu" that during the Heian period (Tang and Song Dynasties), nobles had the habit of taking ginger as a cold medicine.
What's more, some Japanese people also eat ginger sashimi, ginger rice, etc...
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Under Bai Gui's repeated persuasion, Yamada Mitsuko must eat ginger three times a day. He also secretly exchanged Kunlun Mirror for some cold medicine from later generations and mixed it into the ginger soup, so when he was approaching the Shanghai Stock Exchange
, Mitsuko Yamada’s cold has also recovered to some extent.
It was also Mitsuko Yamada who believed in Hakugui.
Otherwise..., she would have long questioned the bitter and unpleasant "ginger soup".
It was obviously different from what she drank before.
Shanghai Stock Exchange.
Just got off the ship.
"Meihe, you made me wait for a long time."
Manager Liao from the Commercial Press stepped forward to give Bai Gui a bear hug and said warmly.
Last year, since Bai Gui published the book "Guns, Germs, and Steel" in Youfei Pavilion, it not only became popular in Japan, but also gained a lot of fame in China, and was hotly discussed at home and abroad.
The Commercial Press, which had discovered the business opportunity, relied on its existing cooperation with Bai Gui, so it sent a letter early and used the largest bargaining chip to secure the copyright for the book Guns. Once the translation was completed, it would be printed in China immediately.
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A few days ago, the first 10,000 copies of Guns and Pao were sold out in China, so the Commercial Press is preparing to sign a second contract with Bai Gui.
Bai Gui also planned to return to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, so he sent a letter to sign the contract in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether you sign a contract in Japan or in Shanghai. It's just that Bai Gui is new to Shanghai and has no foundation, so he needs to make some contacts in the Commercial Press.
So I went to Shanghai to sign the contract, and used this excuse to contact the senior management of the Commercial Press.
"Manager Liao, it's not up to me when the ship will arrive at the ferry. How about I go to the restaurant to compensate you later?"
Bai Gui smiled and said politely.
"If so, our Commercial Press has already booked a reception banquet for Meihe at the Rongshun Pavilion, and we also asked Meihe to show your favor..."
Manager Liao laughed.
He said that he would not allow Bai Gui to refuse. He took Bai Gui's hand and asked him to sit on the rickshaw that had been waiting for him.
"Who is this?"
When Bai Gui took his seat, Manager Liao took a look at the Japanese woman sitting on the rickshaw with Bai Gui. He searched his memory and remembered that it was not this woman he saw last time at the Bai family's private residence in Tokyo. However, literati have been romantic since ancient times.
Just a common thing...
He asked casually.
I also wanted to start with the Japanese woman who sat down with Bai Gui to play the emotional card.
The power of pillow style cannot be underestimated.
"She...well, she is my senior sister at Tokyo University, and she is under Professor Shiraishi's class with me..."
"When you come to Shanghai this time, come with me to do research and learn..."
"Yes! Studying knowledge..."
Bai Gui thought about it, and it seemed that this identity was the only one suitable for introducing Mitsuko Yamada.
As for calling me senior, let’s just call me senior...
If you bark once in a while, you can tolerate it, it's not that shameful, as long as you don't bark often.
"It is admirable for Meihe to have such a desire to learn!"
"You see, people like us, as soon as we enter the business world, forget the days of studying hard in the cold window and never letting go of the books. Thinking about it, it's really embarrassing..."
Manager Liao looked strange, but he quickly disappeared, put on a smile, and praised him repeatedly.
The reason why the courtesans in ancient brothels were called girls' schoolboys was not because these scholars knew how to play.
See through, don’t tell.
"Hello, my name is Mitsuko Yamada."
Yamada Mitsuko didn't quite understand these people's talking around, and thought they really knew her, so he nodded and said hello.
Manager Liao went on to praise Yamada Mitsuko a few more times.
Then we sat in a rickshaw.
Soon after, Fuyou Road, Rongshun Hall.
Rongshun Restaurant has a very famous name in later generations, called Shanghai Old Hotel. It was built in the first year of Guangxu and has a history of more than 30 years. It is a high-end restaurant in Shanghai.
Upon entering, a waiter greeted them and took them to the box.
There were already several people waiting in the box.
"This is Chairman Zhang. Director Zhang was born as a scholar in the Hanlin Academy. He should have many common topics with Mei and you in the history of the country. This time Mei and you come to Shanghai to do research, you can also ask Director Zhang for advice at any time..."
Manager Liao introduced an old man in front of him who wore gold-rimmed glasses and had gray braids. He looked very energetic and was wearing a robe and was dressed simply.
"It's Mr. Jusheng in front of you. I am polite to you as a junior."
Bai Gui immediately bowed and saluted with a humble attitude. He was just a three-yuan scholar. The Zhang Yuanji in front of him was born in the Hanlin Academy, and those who could become a common scholar would definitely have a high ranking in the palace examination.
Zhang Yuanji, nicknamed Jusheng.
He is a well-established boss-level figure in the Shanghai stock market.
"No need to be polite, Meihe, I also know everything about you in Japan. This masterpiece of guns and artillery opened my eyes. This work is comparable to Wei Mo Shen's "Hai Guo Tu Zhi"!" (Wei Yuan, courtesy name Mo)
deep.)
Zhang Jusheng stroked his beard, hit the floor with the civilization stick in his hand a few times, and said with some excitement.
