The next day, Tsurumaki and Gang really disappeared from the company and went to Hong Kong to collect materials.
After class every day, He Ma went to the company with Yuzao to sit on duty.
Koji Okada gave Tamamo an honorary position as a Japanese art supervisor, with a symbolic salary of 5,000 yuan a day.
Because Tamamo would exchange the 5,000 yuan for the Kiryu family’s daily necessities at the convenience store every time she returned home from work, so in fact, Kazuma’s income was equivalent to a daily salary of 25,000 yuan.
In Japan after the economic bubble burst, this is quite a good income, but now it is the beginning of the 1980s in Japan, which is full of money and money, and it seems very ordinary.
As soon as Hema came home these days, Chiyoko used various methods to insinuate Hema to make money.
For example: "The price of cabbage has increased again, and I can't afford it anymore. I will buy more vitamin tablets in the future to supplement vitamins. It is much cheaper than cabbage."
Another example: "I want to eat saury today, but the price is so expensive that I don't want to buy it. The uncle of the fish shop sees me as pitiful, so he packs the defective and smaller ones and sells them to me cheaply."
and so on.
After listening to Ma for a few days, his ears were calloused, so he just kept on doing nothing, rolled up his sleeves and planned to open up a vegetable field in the yard.
Aren't you complaining about the price increase of vegetables, so we can just grow them ourselves. Anyway, the courtyard of Tongyu Dojo is now under the management of the Ministry of Education and the Ministry of Education, and the Agricultural Cooperative is out of control.
But Hema's idea suddenly encountered a bottleneck: the purchase of seeds and fertilizers in Japan is controlled by the Agricultural Association, and it is impossible for members of the Agricultural Association to obtain it.
But this was not a problem for He Ma, he immediately thought that he could use cuttings to grow seedlings, and plant the vegetables he bought in the field.
He didn't know why he thought of this way all of a sudden. At first, he just vaguely thought that there seemed to be a way to grow vegetables without seeds, but he couldn't remember what it was called. He ran to the library and looked through a bunch of biology books before he realized it was called cuttings.
After supplementing the basic knowledge in the library, He Ma knew where he knew this method: his grandma planted flowers like this in his previous life. When his grandma saw beautiful flowers raised by other people, she would try her best to break a branch and grow it by herself. .
Therefore, in addition to morning exercises every morning, He Ma has another job, which is to take care of his own seedling field.
The first attempt of course failed, and Chiyoko spent many days studying Kazuma for this. After all, the three catties of green vegetables are quite expensive.
Chiyoko also wanted to take back the green vegetables that Hema failed in the experiment, but was stopped by Hema.
Greens that rot in the ground will increase soil fertility.
Regardless of Chiyoko's objections, Kazuma made another wave of cuttings.
That day, Chiyoko watched Kazuma remove the stems of the vegetables, cut them obliquely, insert them into the ground, and said to the side: "These vegetables will be deducted from your ration, brother. By then, you will have no plant fiber intake. Don’t blame me if you can’t poop.”
"How can a girl say the word 'shit' casually?" He Ma complained as he continued his work.
"I just said, poop, poop, poop! By the way, your time is not right, it's almost winter, aren't you crazy about growing vegetables? It's no wonder you succeed?"
He Ma was stunned: "Huh?"
He stopped what he was doing and watched Chiyoko blinking.
Chiyoko said angrily, "You didn't think about it, did you?"
"Forehead… "
Scratching his head with Ma, he lived in the south of the Tropic of Cancer in his previous life. The climate can be summed up in a jingle: the four seasons are like summer and autumn when it rains.
So he has the impression that plants are evergreen, and there are fresh vegetables in the vegetable market at any time.
Unexpectedly, after traveling for a year, this impression has not been changed. It is obvious that the trees within the range of sight are starting to be bald, and the avenue in front of the Yasuda Lecture Hall of Dongda University is also smelly because of the ginkgo fruiting, but He Ma's thoughts Still staying in that warm tropics.
Hema looked down at the basket of vegetables beside him that had been half-processed, and picked up the remaining leaves: "I won't do these. Those whose leaves have been cut off, I can see if I can't get a potted plant. We plant them in In the light of the house."
Chiyoko took the green vegetables handed over by He Ma: "Okay, you can only eat green vegetables next week, this is your punishment for spoiling so many vegetables without considering the season!"
"Okay, I see."
The little turmoil of growing vegetables ended like this.
**
Tsurumaki stayed in Hong Kong for two whole weeks just now, and his whole mental outlook was different after he came back.
On the first day he came back to work, he pulled Kazuma: "Mr. Kiryu, I understand the essence of cyberpunk!"
He Ma was surprised by him, a little dazed, so he could only reply: "Really?"
"Yes! In the dark corner under the glamorous cloak of a highly developed capitalist society, there is a hell on earth at the foot of heaven! People who are in hell, but are trying to survive. I completely understand!"
After thinking about it for a long time, Hema didn't know how to respond, so he could only pretend: "I told you that you've seen the Walled City of Kowloon, and you'll understand!"
"Yes, I get it! When the giant Boeing 747 flew across the narrow sky of the Walled City, I looked up, and my vision was full of dilapidated windows, with rusty clothes hangers sticking out of the window. I completely understood at this moment. !"
He Ma: "Ah? You have entered the city? It's not easy for me, but you can still come out with hands and feet intact!"
He Juan and Gang showed a disheveled expression: "Yes, I thought I would never come out again at first, but then a man named Wu Shihao met me, sent me out, and took my camera away Give it back to me."
—Wait, who are you talking about
He Ma originally wanted to ask in detail, but after thinking about it, it was 1981, and the ICAC had been established for many years. The era of 500 million detectives and lame hoes has long passed, so they should have the same name and surname.
He cleared his throat: "It's good to be back, there are still ten days before the deliberation meeting, and we will soon miss it. You should be mentally prepared for continuous overtime work."
"Why use the slogan of the Imperial Navy?" Tsurumaki Kazuo didn't hide his dislike for this slogan at all.
"There is nothing wrong with slogans. We must have the spirit of using it, don't we?"
He Ma moved out Mr. Lu Xun, and most left-wing youths in Japan have seen Lu Xun.
Tsurumaki Kazuma nodded: "Well, you are right, we want to borrow the slogan of the old Japanese navy and use it to boost our morale in making anti-capitalist masterpieces."
"Yes, that's what I mean!" Kazuma squeezed Tsurumaki and Gang's shoulders hard.
Although he is many years younger than Tsurumaki Kazuko, he now acts like a reliable big brother mentoring younger generations.
"Then I'm going to work!" Tsurumaki Kazuyoshi saluted Kazuma, then turned and went straight to his station.
Kazuma looked at his back and curled his lips, and then saw Anno Akito looking at him.
He Ma: "What's wrong?"
"I was wondering if I should also visit the Kowloon Walled City..."
"Sit down! Don't run! If you're going, you won't be able to finish it! I still hope to spend a few more days with you!"
**
Time passed again, a few days, this night, Yuzao was about to go home from the dojo, when suddenly his eyes caught the long cardboard box placed in the corner of the dojo.
The box contained the soil shoveled from the yard, and the vegetable stalks that were treated with the horse last time were inserted.
Although He Ma felt that they probably wouldn't be able to germinate in the current temperature, but he still took good care of them every day.
It doesn't cost much anyway.
Moreover, He Ma always felt that when watering these vegetable stalks, he could gain a kind of peace of mind.
Every time he watered, he would involuntarily recall those stalks related to growing vegetables in his previous life.
He Ma is not sure whether the Chinese have the racial talent to grow vegetables, but he is sure that recalling these stalks in his previous life made him feel very nostalgic.
Yuzao: "You still have these vegetable stems."
"What if there are sprouts?"
"Just look at the current temperature and you know it's impossible, right? It might start snowing in a few weeks."
He Ma looked out of the window, just at this time a gust of north wind blew on the window, making the window rattle.
The dojo has not opened the door facing the courtyard very often since a few days ago, because it was too cold.
He Ma scratched his head: "Maybe... There are one or two vegetable stalks that show your courage and roots?"
Yuzao smiled: "Then I really want to meet such a brave vegetable stem."
As she spoke, she came to the cardboard box and folded her hands together.
He Ma: "Is the God of Harvest going to cast a spell?"
"Spells like that have long since disappeared. However, maybe you can try it, maybe there is still a little bit of mystery left."
After saying that, Tamamo began to push up her clasped hands.
This action has the impression of a horse-by the way, in "My Neighbor Totoro", Totoro uses this action to pray for the seedlings in the field to germinate.
You are not a fox, but a chinchilla
Wait, think about it carefully, the Totoro bus in Totoro seems to have a weight of hundreds of tons
He Ma: "Did you learn this movement from Totoro?"
The Japanese pronunciation of Totoro is Totoro. The earliest Chinese translation of Totoro's theme song is called "The Neighbor's Doudoulong". Doudoulong is the transliteration of Totoro. Just like the old translations of Li Abao and Lin Youde.
Later, the translated name of Doudoulong was widely spread because of the song "Doudoulong" sung by Fan Xiaoxuan, which in turn affected Totoro's official translation, so it was called Totoro.
Totoro's dragon is actually Doudoulong's dragon, and Totoro in the original work has nothing to do with the dragon.
Yuzao glanced at Hema: "What is that?"
"Eh... there is no monster like Totoro?" Kazuma asked with some disappointment.
"No, this action is the action we used to pray for a good harvest. We don't know why it is useful, anyway, it is useful. The loss of effect in modern times is probably related to the development of human agricultural technology."
And the horse nodded.
After finishing the three sets of movements, Yuzao turned to face Kazuma: "Then I'll go back."
"Go slowly." Hema waved.
"Remember to hand in the report tomorrow." Yuzao reminded.
Just as He Ma was about to answer, Mikako suddenly rushed down the stairs from the second floor, rushed into the dojo, raised her hand and shouted to the radio: "The British Royal Marines have landed on Falkland Island!"
"The war is probably coming to an end." Kazuma stood up and applauded Mikako, "Congratulations, you are about to win the bet with Kazuo Qian Jiang."
Mikako sighed: "Finally, I can rest assured that I don't need to live broadcast the nose to eat noodles. But, do you think Qianjiang Kazuo will fulfill the contract?"
He Ma shrugged: "I don't think so. If he really wants to broadcast his nose-eating noodles to the whole country, I'm afraid that students will start snickering as soon as they enter the classroom in class."
"Well, it makes sense." Mikako held the back of her head with her hands and pouted, "It's really boring, I also thought that if he fulfilled the contract, choked his nose while eating noodles, and died, then I would be a double kill. Father and son's woman."
Kazuma hurriedly reminded Mikako: "Wait a minute, you said that the woman who double-killed their father and son, others will think in that direction!"
"Ah? What direction?" Mikako blinked, then snickered, "Hee hee, so that's how He Mama looked at me."
"Whispering, you should pay attention to your conditions!"
"Huh? What's my condition? Tell me!" Mikako posted it, poking Hema's chest with her finger, "Come on, tell me."
Yuzao glanced at the two of them and said, "Then I'm leaving."
"Slow down!" Mikako waved her hand, and then continued to press Kazuma, "Tell me about the conditions, tell me."
Hema turned to Yuzao who was about to leave and said, "Let me see you off!"
"No, no need, I think it might snow tonight, so I asked my family's car to wait under the slope at the door."
After speaking, Yuzao left the dojo, and then took the door of the dojo.
Mikako continued to press her step by step: "Come on, tell me, what are my conditions."
"You are stronger." He Ma said.
"Hee hee hee, that's not what you want to say, right? You don't agree with Mama! Mikako, I want to punish you, come on, blah blah~"
Speaking of which, Mikako jumped directly at Kazuma, trying to scratch him sourly.
At this time, Chiyoko opened the door of the dojo with a bang, and shouted: "You are too noisy! There are two candidates in our dojo!"
At the same time as she roared, the strong wind outside roared again, blowing the glass rattling, as if Chiyoko's roar shook the glass.
**
Five days later, all the Argentine defenders on the Falklands surrendered to the British.
The entire process of the Falklands War was much shorter than Hema's impression.
A total of fifty days of war ended - of course, Argentina has not yet reached a ceasefire agreement with the United Kingdom, but everyone knows that this war is over.
The British Empire saved its last face.
He Ma felt that Britain could win faster than in the previous time and space, mainly because of the strong men, so the time for ground battles was compressed.
But this conjecture cannot be confirmed, because just by reading newspaper and TV reports, Kazuma can’t tell which one is a macho man—he can’t see the entry of the man on TV, let alone the entry of the photo in the newspaper.
He had to meet people in person to see the entries, to know who was an ordinary person and who was a macho.
In addition, it is very puzzling that there are no hunks in Argentina. After all, it is a bit strange that there are so many La Plata people in such a big country.
Could it be that the La Plata hunk was killed by British cannons and bombs
After all, even a strong swordsman like Umizumi Zhenggang was only able to bring a large group of people back to the country safely when he went to the battlefield.
The day after the defenders on the Argentine island surrendered, Mikako was once again blocked by reporters at the door of Kiryu's house.
At first the problems were all about the Anglo-Afghanistan war, but things quickly got out of hand.
"Miss Fujii!" A reporter asked loudly, "What do you think of the recent US sanctions against Japanese companies?"
Mikako was stunned for a moment: "Um, has the United States sanctioned Japanese companies?"
The reporter was shocked: "Sanctions have been imposed, and it happened yesterday."
Mikako: "You said yesterday was the local time in the United States, right? That means today's morning paper will report it? I slept in late today and haven't read the morning paper yet, so I don't know!"
Listening with Ma, he didn't know whether to praise Xun Jiazi for her resilience or call her a stupid ass.
She did successfully evade this problem, but the evasion process itself was full of flaws.
Another reporter asked loudly: "Ms. Fujii, what do you think of the Soviet situation in Afghanistan?"
Mikako: "I think the Soviets should be careful with Stinger missiles."
Her answer is to tell the content of talking about the mountains with Ma Ping.
At this time, I used it to respond to a reporter's question, and I always felt that there was something wrong with the horse's mouth—but this is indeed my view on the war in Afghanistan, so it can't be completely wrong.
Then there were reporters asking other questions about international relations, and Mikako began to break the jar: "I haven't learned anything yet! I'm just a freshman! Go ask Kazuo Qianjiang! He is Associate Professor, you can talk a lot more than me."
Hema clothes, can this drive to Associate Professor Qianjiang Kazuo? Just open it
But the excitement of the reporters was immediately transferred to Associate Professor Qianjiang Kazuo.
Originally, there were a lot of entertainment reporters among the reporters who surrounded Meijiazi. These entertainment reporters had no interest in the international situation at all, but the entertainment reporters were too embarrassed to snatch away the words of their colleagues in the international news. After all, they were "serious business". Just wait for them to ask first.
Now when Mikako mentioned Professor Kazuo Sene, the entertainment journalists became excited and asked questions one after another.
"Do you think that Associate Professor Kazuo Qianjiang will fulfill your bet?" Several reporters asked together.
Mikako: "I believe he will fulfill his bet. After all, he is a rightist. Don't the rightists all admire Bushido? They will definitely not run away. I think he can not only eat noodles with his nose, but also eat noodles after eating." Cut seppuku on the spot to show my ambition."
The reporters were all blown up: "Ms. Fujii, are you implying that he should apologize by harakiri?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that. But you see, a man should show his roots and awareness, right? Even if he doesn't cut his belly, he should have his little finger cut."
Mikako talked boastfully, and Kazuma vaguely realized that something was wrong at this time, and planned to stop her.
But it was too late, she said: "Look at Ji Dao, if you make a mistake, you will cut off your little finger, have you seen the old cherry tree in the yard of my master's dojo, there are a bunch of Ji Dao's little fingers buried under it !"
Kazuma: "That's a legend! It's just a legend! It's true that a jidou sent Little Thumb to my house to make amends, but I didn't bury it under the cherry blossom tree, but threw it away!"
In fact, they were all buried under the tree, but how could this kind of thing be said on TV.
Among other things, what if this place is regarded as a holy place by spiritual lovers to visit
Wait a minute, it seems like you can charge tickets to make money
But it's too late to change his mind now, so He Ma decided to leave it at that.
Mikako realized the problem at this time, so she changed her words: "Haha, I'm just kidding, the little finger is so disgusting, how could it be buried under the tree in my yard, it will have nightmares."
Then she changed the subject: "Okay, that's the end of today's interview, and our car is here!"
The car sent by Nanjo's family had already arrived at the door, and the driver was honking his horn to disperse the reporters gathered at the door.
"I'm going to class, can you give way?" Mikako said.
But the reporters had no intention of giving way at all, and were still asking questions in a hurry.
He immediately stepped forward and began to forcibly separate the group of reporters with his strong arms.
He has no obligation to do so, but he just doesn't want Mikako to squeeze out of her own body. Even if you are a reporter, don't even think about eating tofu from my sister.
**
At noon that day, the picture of Mikako being interviewed in the morning was broadcast on the noon news.
It was a working day, so Kazuo Qianjiang watched this scene on the TV in his laboratory.
He snapped off the ballpoint pen in his hand.
The plastic body shattered, and the nick scratched his fingers.
The pain made him doubly angry.
"Bastard! This bloody bastard!" He yelled and threw the pen into the trash can, but he missed it and the broken pen fell on the floor outside the trash can.
"This whore!" Like his parents, Qianjiang Kazuo began to refer to Fujii Mikako as a prostitute, "She must have used magic to lower my head! It must be so! It happened that she and the Jinguji family Your daughter is so familiar!"
In fact, the Qianjiang family also asked Jinguji for help before, but now Qianjiang Kazuo has completely forgotten this.
"These women are all whores! Witches!" He thumped the table vigorously.
The gap made by the ballpoint pen just now was widened by his violent movements.
Soybean-sized blood droplets secreted from the wound, and then dripped on the open notebook, spreading into a large piece at once.
At this time, the phone on the desk rang.
Kazuo Qianjiang calmly opened the drawer and took out a band-aid, put it on his hand, and then answered the phone with his uninjured hand.
The voice of Shan Bin, the chairman of the school's professors' association, came from the phone: "Professor Qian Jiang?"
Qian Jiang squeezed out a smile: "It's me. Hello, Professor Suginami."
He thought about it, but still didn't remind Professor Suginami that he was still an associate professor.
"Professor Qian Jiang, I'm calling to ask, how is your transfer to Sophia University as a professor going?"
The expression on Qianjiang Kazuo's face froze.
This matter was logical. Although his father, Professor Qian Jiang, was dead, Sophia University took care of the face of Professor Qian Jiang's students, and generally agreed that Qian Jiang Kazuo would transfer to Sophia University to take over his father's professorship.
However, Kazuo Chie became the focus of public opinion because of his bet with Mikako Fujii, so Sophia University postponed the introduction of Kazuo Chie.
After all, nominally, professorships should be voted out by professors, and democratic principles must be followed.
Such an obvious inheritance from the father will definitely make those left-wing scholars make a fuss about it.
In addition, because of Mikako, Professor Qianjiang's academic level has been questioned recently, and even the academic reputation of Qianjiang Kazuo has also been affected.
Sophia University's postponement of hiring Qianjiang Kazuo is also justifiable.
As long as Argentina won the Falkland Islands War, everything would be fine.
However, Argentina lost.
This time the situation is very subtle.
Even Qianjiang Kazuo himself is not sure whether he can enter Sophia University.
So he said to Professor Suginami in a embarrassed tone: "Well, look at the current situation, maybe this matter is going to blow up."
Professor Suginami sighed: "That's right, I can understand. But the thing is, our school is going to add a new professorship. Since we want to add a new professorship, we must have a new laboratory. The previous professor At the meeting, we felt that you were about to leave, and your research room could be given to the new professor when it was vacant."
Qianjiang Yinan's face was livid: "This... I haven't left yet!"
"At that time, everyone thought that you were going to go. We all believed that you would be right." Professor Suginami said slowly, "We all believed that you could punish that female student and cleanse your father. The stigma! It was this trust that allowed us to make a decision at that time."
Qianjiang Kazuo was so choked that he couldn't speak.
Professor Suginami continued: "Of course, if you can't go to Sophia University, we won't drive you away. After all, you just made a mistake once, and your knowledge is still very useful. You can continue to teach and educate people as an associate professor in our school. But the laboratory, I'm afraid you have to hand it over."
The corner of Qianjiang Kazuo's mouth twitched.
"Of course, we will give you an office of your own. From now on, you will be assigned to Professor Tang Ta's laboratory as the second in command and have a separate office!"
Qianjiang Kazuo held back for a long time before saying, "Thank you for being so concerned about my feelings."
"Of course, I'm your father's old friend after all! He asked me to take good care of you!" Professor Suginami boasted, as if he had fulfilled Professor Qianjiang's entrustment very well.
Kazuo Qianjiang resisted the urge to drop the phone and said, "I will take home all my personal belongings in the laboratory within this week."
"Very good! Don't worry, take your time!" Professor Suginami said, "Your students will also be enrolled in Professor Tangta's research laboratory. Nothing will change much, I promise."
Qianjiang Kazuo: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, that's it." The other side hung up the phone directly.
Kazuo Qianjiang threw the phone directly onto the landline and cursed: "This kind of scum! It's scum!"
Then the phone rang again.
Kazuo Qian Jiang picked up the phone: "Moses Moses?"
"This is the National Institute of Sophia University, is it Associate Professor Qianjiang?"
"I am." Qianjiang Kazuo said preemptively after finishing speaking, "It's my appointment that was cancelled, right?"
"Ah, that's true. We don't think it's the best time to hire you as a professor. We have reached an agreement with Associate Professor Ozawa from Tohoku University. He will come to Shangzhi as a professor of international relations. But if you are willing to be As an associate professor, we would be more than happy to hire you."
Qianjiang Kazuo asked with an attitude of giving it a try: "Then can I have a separate research room?"
"This... We at Sophia University are in short supply of research laboratories. Unless we take back the club building used by the student club, there is no place to open a new research lab. After all, we don't have enough funds like Tsukuba University to build a lot of new research labs. The teaching building. This is the bad thing about universities in the Department of Literature.”
Kazuo Qianjiang sighed: "I understand, I give up the professorship, as for the associate professor, let me think about it again."
"Okay, okay," Professor Guoli said "Okay" several times over there, "Then I'll hang up first, and say hello to Lingtang for me."
"Okay, I will." Just as Qianjiang Kazuo finished speaking, a busy voice came from over there.
Qianjiang Kazuo slapped the receiver on the table again: "Damn it!"
He was about to swear, when the phone rang for the third time.
Qianjiang Kazuo picked up the phone impatiently: "Moses Moses?"
"It's me, the producer of Miyakoji! Well, Professor Qian Jiang, our program this Sunday..."
Qianjiang Kazuo hung up the phone.
He now feels that Gong Xiaolu is especially hateful.
Unexpectedly, the phone rang again.
As soon as he picked up the receiver, Gong Xiaolu didn't wait for Qianjiang to say Moxi Moxi, and said directly: "You have to think about it, betting that you don't perform the contract will make you get an evaluation that you can't afford to lose! If you come to perform the contract, you can Advertise that you are a man who keeps his word! Then you say something that you can stand up from wherever you fall, predicting the outcome of a wave of war in Afghanistan... "
Qianjiang Kazuo hung up the phone again.
But this time it rang almost immediately.
Qian Jiangyinan picked it up and roared angrily: "Your mother is dead, Gong Xiaolu!"
There was silence for a few seconds, and then the voice of the old lady Qian Jiang came: "Yi Nan, what did you say?"
"No, Mom, I didn't mean that!"
"You want me to die, don't you? Huh? That's why you're mad at me, right? How come you can't even predict the Falkland Islands war? How can you lose to a first-year whore?"
Qian Jiangyinan was upset, and retorted: "That's because Dad's theory is wrong! It's him who killed me!"
"What are you talking about! Your father has only been 49 for a few days! You are an unfilial son! Unfilial son!"
After speaking, the old lady burst into tears.
Qianjiang Kazuo was upset and hung up the phone directly.
Unexpectedly, this hang up, the phone rang again.
Qianjiang Kazuo unplugged the phone line, and the phone fell silent.
He sat at the table with his head in his hands.
At this time, the door of his laboratory opened, and an associate professor from the adjacent laboratory came in: "Professor Qian Jiang, a program producer called us and asked if you would like to participate in the Sunday program."
"I'll join your sister..." Kazuo Qianjiang suddenly changed his mind, "No, I'll join. But I want him to invite Mikako Fujii too."
"Then I'll answer him like this." After speaking, the associate professor stared at Qian Jiang with pity for a few seconds before closing the door.
Chie Kazuo picked up today's newspaper and looked at the photo of Mikako Fujii on the front page.
"My life is over, but don't expect your life to be so smooth!" He said through gritted teeth.
After speaking, he stood up, ready to go to the chemistry department to order something.