C1115 Private Port
C1115 Private Port
Yang Bo was a little hesitant, "What time? How long will it take? "
"The lecture will be held ten days later, during the three classes. It's summer vacation anyway, so there won't be many people attending, so you shouldn't feel too pressured!" Cao Yuande said.
Yang Bo nodded, "Alright then."
"Don't worry, I've already communicated with you about the communication. I'm going to France tomorrow to study the Louvre, so I don't have the time. Otherwise, I wouldn't leave this opportunity to you!" Cao Yuande laughed.
Yang Bo laughed. He was very clear that Cao Yuande had always wanted to help him find such an opportunity to stand in the Supreme Academy's lecture hall.
"Many thanks!" Yang Bo said.
Cao Yuande laughed and said a few words before hanging up.
Yang Bo put down his mobile phone and raised his head. He saw that the place was quiet, Liu Crooked Star's table was all looking in his direction, as if everyone was filled with surprise.
He stared at Yang Bo, "Didn't you say you didn't apply Peking University?"
"If you haven't gone to the Peking University, can't you go to the Peking University to give a lecture?" Yang Bo asked with a smile.
He had always been blessed by the heavens, and even after taking the Peking University entrance exam, he felt that it was natural. After that, he would study and study, and along the way, he would become a "native" of the Peking University, and then he would have to consider the problem of staying in school. This was the route he had designed for himself!
However, what he did not expect was that the route that he had always been designing was a perfect one, but now he had encountered a turn and passed it. He had not even finished his undergraduate studies yet, yet the other party had already started lecturing in Peking University.
It was simply a 100-meter race. He had only run twenty meters when the other party was already standing at the finish line, looking back at him!
He carried his wine cup and the tea that he had not been able to make, and turned around to return to their table. Without sitting down, he said something and was about to leave.
Liu Quxing's classmates also felt like they couldn't stay any longer, so they all left together.
Fat Liu gave Yang Bo a thumbs up, "When I saw him acting tough just now, I felt that he was too low level.
Hua Qingyun sat at the side and couldn't help but to laugh, "I can't stand to watch his face the most either. It's as if he's the most amazing person in the world."
Yang Bo laughed and shook his head, "I don't want to do anything, it's all a coincidence!"
While they were talking, the food was served again.
Yang Bo and the other two ate, and without further delay, they returned home and found their own rooms to rest in.
On the second day, Yang Bo went out to train and bought breakfast. Seeing Hua Qingyun cooking porridge in the kitchen, Yang Bo put down the breakfast in his hands and walked out of the kitchen to see how Hua Qingyun was doing.
The sun rose to the east and shone in through the kitchen window. Hua Qingyun was wearing a white robe and pajamas, her hair tied up, and her rolled up sleeves revealing her snow-white arms. Under the light of the sun, Hua Qingyun's skin was like jade.
Hua Qingyun seemed to have sensed something. She lifted her head and saw Yang Bo standing outside the door, and couldn't help but be a little bashful. "What are you standing there for?"
Yang Bo laughed, "Look at her!"
Hua Qingyun laughed, feeling somewhat sweet in her heart, she turned around and continued to cook the porridge.
Taking advantage of the fact that he had not eaten anything, Yang Bo took out the map and continued to read.
The nautical chart looked blurry, but it was still possible to see the rough outline of the coastline. The details were still quite different from the modern map, but there was no problem with the rough outline.
Especially in Tongzhou, the description was especially detailed. It was almost the same as the actual topography!
Yang Bo stared at the nautical chart, a brilliant light flashed before his eyes, and according to the thickness of the light, this nautical chart should be around the twelfth century. At that time, it should be the period of Huai Zong's high school, even though they were facing the threat of the Liao Nation in terms of Song Dynasty, they had made great progress in terms of economy, especially in the southern region, which was not directly affected by the war.
suddenly thought of the turmoil that had occurred on the southeast coast of the Great Ming Dynasty. Back then, amidst the chaos caused by the pirates, there were many wealthy merchants from the southeast who participated, even participating in the burn and kill robbery. If that was really the case, then what was so scary about secretly setting up a port?
Thinking about that, Yang Bo was suddenly shocked, he suddenly felt that he had really unveiled another corner of the Silk Road's sea. The imperial government had set up a port to collect taxes, and since the time of the Song Dynasty's ancestors, they had set up a City Office to manage the port.
If it was indeed the establishment of a private port in Tongzhou, it could be said that in the history of the modern era, Zhang Jian had once built a textile mill in this city, making it "the first city of modern times"!
Yang Bo held onto the map, and looked at each and every path on it, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. If it really was like this, then it was truly of great value!
Fat Liu walked out. He saw Yang Bo studying the map and couldn't help but ask: "What's the point of studying it now? Get an expert to come over later. We'll study it together. "
Yang Bo looked towards Fat Liu and saw that his head looked like a chicken nest. He could not help but laugh: "Quickly go and pack up, it's almost time to eat. After we finish eating, we still need to discuss."
Fat Liu nodded his head. He was not in a hurry with this matter, even with the nautical map, finding a sunken ship in the vast ocean was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Very quickly, Hua Qingyun returned with some porridge, and the three of them had breakfast.
Hua Qingyun's cooking skills were not bad, the porridge was cooked very well, Yang Bo had eaten three bowls consecutively, and only then did he put down the bowl, feeling unsatisfied.
Fat Liu also drank two bowls. He sat at the side and could not help but laugh: "Seeing that you like drinking the clear and melodious porridge so much, it seems that you will never be able to escape his grasp again!"
Hua Qingyun stood at the side, her face was gently smiling, and she was blushing a little.
However, Yang Bo was thick-skinned. He glanced at Fat Liu and said, "It seems that even eating a full meal can't stop you from talking!"
Fat Liu laughed: "This matter has nothing to do with eating. However, since I have already eaten the rice that is cooked with the sweet fragrance, I naturally have to speak up for her. You don't have anything to do with my food, so of course I can't side with you!"
"Where do you live?" Yang Bo asked.
Fat Liu was stunned, "This has nothing to do with where I live!"
Yang Bo wiped off the table and then took out a cloth to place on the table. Only then did he spread out the map on the table.
Fat Liu stared at the map, "You mean, this could be a private port?"
— — The content is from [Mick Read]