The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

"Da Qin?"

Bai Xiaowen couldn't help but repeat this sentence. Those who lived in Qin Province were not familiar with the word Qin. They were not necessarily interested in the dynasty two thousand years ago, but the symbol Qin has been imprinted on the bloodline. middle. read

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That's why I had such a big reaction when I heard this sentence.

"Yes, it's the Great Qin! The ancient Han Dynasty sent envoys to open up the Western Regions. They learned that people similar to us lived in the far west, so they called it the Great Qin. It is what foreigners now call the Holy Roman Empire."

Bai Gui saw everyone looking at him, and after thinking for a moment, he told them the connected historical facts.

At this time, although some people had begun to study some records about the West in historical history books, there were only a few people like him who looked at the history of history in later generations and narrated it from a macro perspective.

Every condensed common knowledge in later generations was obtained by countless scholars.

In addition, the information cocoon in the late Qing Dynasty was not something that ordinary people could break.

Bai Gui thought of this and paid a lot of attention when he spoke, but he still shared with a few people some basic knowledge of history and foreign customs and culture. These are found in a vast sea of ​​books, but he refined them and related them to There are still only a few macro-narratives from the perspective of the entire world...

Several people listened in awe. This kind of insightful explanation was better than ordinary storytelling.

Even some diners at the next table couldn't help but listen.

But Bai Gui is also extremely cautious. He will never spit out some words related to the government easily. They are just some popular science and cultural knowledge. It doesn't matter if others know about it.

"Brother Bai can compile these words and write a book about foreign culture and customs. Maybe it will be a big seller."

Zhou Yuan suggested as he has business acumen.

He felt that this was due to Bai Gui's ability to have a photographic memory. He had read a lot of books and had his own understanding and integration. He wrote down these "experiences" and selling them was also a business.

The books sold in bookstores now are all cultural studies of a certain country. Such popular science books are rare.

One Hundred Thousand Whys, which will be shown to primary school students in later generations, would be a killer now and would definitely become a best-seller, guaranteed to make a lot of money.

"I will think about it."

Bai Gui frowned, but there was nothing to say.

If he were in the south now, it would be a good idea to write and publish this popular science book. But after reading the Holy Edicts and Guangxun, he knew how strict the Qing government was in controlling thoughts. If he was labeled as a rebel, he would have no place to cry.

Money is not lacking now.

It’s not too late to start writing when you have a certain reputation.

Zhou Yuan and others did not doubt that he was there. They were currently studying Spanish, which was already taxing their brains. Besides, writing a book was also a time-consuming process. There might not be a first draft in a month or two.

A few people finished the meal quickly.

Go to the back of the stable, lead their horses, settle the remaining money, and leave the inn.

"Let's go to Yage Girls' School and pick up my sister..."

Zhou Yuan held a bay-red horse and said with a wink.

A few days ago, he sent Miss Zhou to the Yage Girls' School, but he saw many young and beautiful girls in the girls' school. They were all fair-skinned, pampered boudoir girls. They were very different from the girls he saw in the countryside, and they were very eye-catching.

"Let's go!"

In addition to Bai Gui, the other two men were also moved and urged.

A man is a boy until he dies.

Ever since I was a child, I have always been obsessed with lust.

Confucius also said that food and sex are the nature of food.

Yage Girls' School is located in Ganyuan School, at the south gate of the provincial capital. Ganyuan Academy is the first private school in Qin Province. It was founded by Yan Peitang in the 29th year of Guangxu. It has a girls' school named after his wife Yang Yage. However, last year, Ganyuan Academy was forced to close its doors. , only Accord Girls' School is left.

Oddly enough, after the closure of Ganyuan School, more and more people entered Yage Girls' School.

Riding horses is not allowed in the provincial capital, but this rule has long been ignored. However, there are still very few people riding horses in the bustling streets. After passing a few streets and alleys, they saw no one everywhere, so they rode on. The horses did not dare to gallop too much and drove slowly.

But the speed was much faster than walking before. After about two quarters of an hour, they arrived at the south courtyard gate.

After getting off the horse, before reaching the door, I heard the noise inside the girls' school, which was clear and sweet.

The walls of the courtyard are towering, as high as two people, like a tightly closed prison, making it difficult to peek inside from the outside.

The concierge is not a man, but an old woman.

"Please send me a message."

Zhou Yuan said to Menzi.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the women's school lecture hall, several people also looked through the crack of the black painted door, which was a horizontal space about the size of a fist, and saw several female students playing and playing inside.

Although they are playful, every move they make is very adaptable and virtuous. It should be the etiquette taught in girls' schools. Like girls' schools in Japan, girls' schools will teach how to care for their husbands and raise children, as well as some principles of cooking.

Next to Yage Girls' School is a newsstand.

They probably serve female students, as the staff at the newsstand here are also women.

Bai Gui felt bored, so he walked to the newsstand and started to read the newspapers here. Newspapers and new magazines were placed in the most conspicuous places, because he had already subscribed to the latest newspapers of the Normal School, and the Normal School's subscriptions were comprehensive and wide. , so his eyes were looking towards the secluded places, also looking at old newspapers and magazines.

It's all about killing time.

Picking up a newspaper with "Guangtong Daily" written on the cover, it says 1897 AD. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper above has the three characters "Yan Peitang" written on it. He is the principal of Yage Girls' School. The newsstand here sells the newspaper he founded. It's considered normal.

But in the reporter's column, it was written that special reporters Yu Keshao and Yushi Song Bolu were invited. The newspaper is quite thick, and in the lower left corner of the back it says 100 pennies per copy.

"It seems that Principal Yan was forced to close Ganyuan Academy for another reason..."

Bai Gui's eyebrows jumped. He never expected that a simple newspaper would involve many big shots. Judging from the time point, his senior, Yu Seal, ran away while serving as this special reporter...

Yes, the Normal School where he is now is also the Guanzhong Academy where Yan Peitang and Yu Keshao attended.

He flipped through the newspaper casually.

It reads: "On the Fragrance Industry of the Earth", "The Situation of Tea in India" and several other big titles.

It introduces that the tea and incense industries of the Qing Dynasty are now being impacted by tea from India and incense industries from Southeast Asia. Over time, the country will inevitably be short of money and silver. The argument put forward is that national capital must be encouraged to vigorously develop industry.

Bai Gui read it with relish for a while. When he saw something moving at the door, he rolled up the newspaper and paid the bill at the newsstand. Old newspapers were not very valuable. They were much cheaper. A stack only cost twenty. Money.