Great Power

Zheng Jianguo wanted to say at this time that the little devil is not, but considering that the Arai family is also a member of this Sao Paulo community, and that it is not good for him to be a newcomer to deliberate on others, he said with a smile After this, he said goodbye: "Mr. Hardison, Mrs. Hardison, I have not finished some work, so I won't chat with you anymore, goodbye."

"Sorry, we interrupted you. Go ahead and we will go back."

Mary said with an apologetic face, Zheng Jianguo smiled at Hardison, who was disapproving, and turned back to the room. The deputy director of the Boston University Library failed to hang up the professor. It’s rare in universities. In addition, Boston University is located not far from the Charles River. The straight-line distance is probably no more than one kilometer. Then it seems that this man still has some stories: "It’s this Hardison. Madam, I didn’t expect to be an honorary member of the Rotary Club—"

The Rotary Club was founded in 1905. The main purpose of Zheng Jianguo's understanding is charity. This is also the impression of ordinary people of this social group, but most ordinary people do not know that this is a highly closed small circle.

Members must be representatives of the area in which they are located, and they must also possess the blameless ethics of others. Only when they have a good professional and moral standards are they qualified to join the club.

If you want to join, you need to look at the number of people in the field. If unfortunately there are two or three people in the field, you can only join until one of the two or three dies or quits.

In terms of the founding purpose of the Rotary Club, the basic requirement is that only one club can exist in each city. This is approved by the International Rotary Club, but it does not have any management authority. Simply put, a few people take the lead and follow the standards. Can apply, of course, this is not available in the area.

With the development of the times, the emergence of megacities and metropolitan areas directly changed the requirements of Rotary Clubs. Therefore, the requirements for the establishment of regional clubs were quantified as population conditions. Cities and regions with a population of more than one million can have two Rotary clubs. Coexistence-This gives more opportunities for elites to recognize themselves.

The reason why Zheng Jianguo was impressed with Mary was that the Rotary Club prohibited female members from joining before 1980. The vast majority of women became members of the club as spouses.

However, this situation has changed significantly in the last two years. A Rotary club in Los Angeles was disqualified by the head office for recruiting female members. The former sued the California court and received support.

The latest news is that the International Rotary Club has appealed to the Supreme Court, but the Massachusetts side is calm. Just looking at the expressions between the conversations, you know that Mary should not have joined recently.

"Thinking about it, I want more when the conditions are good, the status of a slave is gone, the right to vote is now in hand, and now I am tossing about equal rights—"

With many thoughts in his mind, Zheng Jianguo also knew that what he was saying was nonsense. Of course, he also knew that the well-known phrase of contentment in traditional culture was a deceitful one. For example, putting it on himself is a living example. At that time in early 1977, he was shrunk in a warm bed just wanting to be admitted to college. What about now?

"The telephone didn't even come here??"

After wandering around in the floored living room, Zheng Jianguo wanted to update the embassy and his family with the news of the move. Unexpectedly, he only found a telephone line interface without the shadow of a telephone, so he looked at the electronic watch on his wrist. At the time, I also remembered that there was still a lack of desk clocks and a lot of paintings at home: "There are telephones in supermarkets, and desk clocks are more troublesome—"

The design of Zheng Jianguo’s house is a bit modern. This is not the modernization in 1980, but the simple style that he remembers forty years later. The wall of the home has a large space left and it needs to be added with various hanging paintings. Yes, of course these paintings and furniture have to wait until Yang Na comes to buy them, and now his task is still the telephone and desk clock.

"There is also an electrical plug-in board--"

After rolling his eyes a little, Zheng Jianguo found another thing to buy, so he almost took out a small book and started thinking about the things he used in the dormitory to write and draw. When he made a list of the things he was eager to buy, he found out. There were a lot of them, so I locked the door and drove the car out of the garage, and then went straight to the supermarket of the good brothers not far away. After I bought most of the small items on the list home, it was already night. At six o'clock.

"It just happened to be out for dinner, so I went to Chinatown to have a look—"

As an early foothold of Chinese immigrants, Chinatown in the Boston area has developed into the center of the city center during more than 110 years of development, that is, Republic City, a few blocks from Boston Square.

Standing under the archway for the public, Zheng Jianguo stepped on the brightly lit lights into the third-ranked Chinatown in the United States. If it weren't for most of the people on this street to speak English, he would think he was in the 90s. Deep city, the streets are full of hot food stalls——

"Fried Chicken Shop?"

After walking a few steps, Zheng Jianguo was taken aback by what he saw. Three italics characters lay across the door less than two meters wide, and under these three characters was written ChineseRestaurant in English, and he immediately became pregnant. Looking around with curiosity, he stepped forward to the door and stepped into the shop with the sound of the bell when the door was pushed.

The vertical thirty or forty square shop is slightly dim. When Zheng Jianguo looked at the bar at the entrance, there were no people in the bar. At this moment, he saw that there were more figures at the end of the seven or eight tables placed against the wall, with his hands in his hands. The dish was placed in front of the guests in the middle table and nodded and said something, and then jogged up to him with a clear voice: "Welcome, what would you like to eat?"

"Is the fried chicken here is green pepper fried chicken?"

Zheng Jianguo raised his black face from the girl’s black face when he was talking, and there was a menu posted on the wall behind the bar, but he didn’t find what he was looking for, so he took his own words and said, "Sichuan Cuisine Or is it from Lu cuisine?"

"Xiao Chu, this is a distinguished guest, I'm taking care of it~"

Before Zheng Jianguo's words fell, an old voice came from the girl's table where she had put down the vegetables. The latter couldn't help but looked back and turned her head suspiciously: "Wait a minute, I'll go and ask—"

"Old man Liu's home is in Qi province, so of course this restaurant is full of Shandong cuisine, but if you want to taste the spicy chicken from your hometown, you guys, forget it. The chicken here is not good with chili, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice— —"

The Mandarin spoken in the old voice was a bit blunt, but Zheng Jianguo and the girl named Xiao Chu in front of him heard it. People recognized him: "Well, if you say that, I want to taste this foreign. The taste of Shandong cuisine is gone."

"If you don't see Dr. Zheng, we are also destined today, how about putting together a table?"

After a few conversations, the two old men sitting on the table stood up with a smile. Zheng Jianguo also saw one in a long gown and a suit. The one in the suit combed his hair meticulously, but the one in the robe used it directly behind his head. The rope has a ponytail.

With six eyes facing each other, Zheng Jianguo also found that apart from the two different dresses, they all belonged to the standard Chinese face. The old man in a suit had an image-damaging mole on his eyebrows, and the old man in a long robe was half. With a single eyelid open, it was this one who spoke to him: "You two are also polite. Let's go to the countryside and follow the custom AA system, right?"

"Okay, then go to the countryside, Xiao Chu, let your uncle fry a green pepper chicken, Doctor Zheng, come and sit~"

The old man in a long robe said in a loud voice that Zheng Jianguo didn't know how he recognized himself. He just remembered that he didn't know how many times he had appeared on TV. As for the newspapers, he didn't know how many times he had seen him. He smiled at the innermost position: "Master, you recognize me, but I still don't know your great name?"

"If you can't hold it, you can't hold it. If you want to say that you have a big name, you have to find this Lang in China——"

As Zheng Jianguo sat down, the old man in a long robe sat down side by side with him and said, the opposite Lang Zaihua glared at him with a slight change of face on his neck, and said in a low voice, "Yang Lao Er. It's okay, when are you still talking about those who have it? Dr. Zheng, I am Lang in China. If you can think of me, just call me Lao Lang. If you look down on me, you can just bring the title-- "

"You old man, I finally gave you the shelf. Dr. Zheng, ignore him. He still can't get through the hurdle in his heart. Call him Lao Lang. My name is Yang Zhen. You call me Lao Yang. "

Yang Zhen in long robes said to the two of them one by one. At this moment, the girl who had already ran to the kitchen came out accompanied by an old man wearing an apron and a chef hat. When the three of them looked together, they saw Lang Zaihua lift up. Raised his hand and said, "Lao Liu, come and see half of your fellow villager, you still don't necessarily see it."

"Welcome, welcome, Dr. Zheng, you are welcome to visit--"

Liu Kaicai's face was reddish and put out his hands and shook Zheng Jianguo. The latter couldn't help being embarrassed by the old man's enthusiasm: "Boss Liu, you are too polite to say that--"

"You're welcome, you don't know how excited we were when we saw your report. People who came to dinner were saying that you are really good. Sit, sit down and say, Chuqin, the chicken behind should be fried, you Go and bring it over—"

When Liu Kaicai drove Chu Qin to the back kitchen, Lang Zaihua had already stood up and turned to Yang Zhen on the opposite side. He also sat in his seat after the latter raised his butt and sat inside. He was greeted at this moment. Said: "Don't be polite, you two, let's just sit down and talk, take advantage of the time when you are not busy now, you also eat some, just because we are also in the light of Doctor Zheng——"

"You old bastard, every time you get someone else's light, but I am happy today, Doctor Zheng, you—"

Liu Kaicai half-pushed and said while sitting next to Zheng Jianguo. The latter was rushed by the three old men one by one, Doctor Zheng, so he hurriedly said: "Boss Liu, you should call me Jianguo. , Dr. Zheng, this is what an outsider calls, and your hometown is Qi Province—"

"Well, since Jianguo has spoken, we can't help but give him this face. Then we call you Xiaozheng, and you call us Lao Lang, Lao Yang, and Lao Liu--"

Lang Zaihua waved his hand to stop what Zheng Jianguo was about to say. Liu Kaicai and Yang Zhen next to him also nodded together and said, "Good, good—"

"My family is also in Shanxian County, Yuquan Prefecture. You should have heard of the Liu Family Mansion, but when I came out I was still young, and now I have no impression of my family——"

Liu Kaicai said it more casually, but when it fell into Zheng Jianguo's ears, he was a little unbelievable and could not believe it: "The Liu Family Courtyard is your ancestral property?"

"Yes, so that's why I was so excited after knowing about you. Shanxian is still a place of outstanding personalities. It's just that the matter of being smart depends on when. In those years of war, smart people are all Nothing to end--"

Chu Qin appeared next to Liu Kaicai's voice. After putting a full bowl of spicy chicken on the table, the former stopped the conversation and said, "Fortunately, the world has changed. Come on, Zheng, Xiao Zheng, hurry up and eat. What is the difference between my craft and the one at home?"

"Yang--Lao Yang just said that, of course the fried chicken will be different if the ingredients are different--"

Seeing the three old people wanting to be close to himself, Zheng Jianguo did not bluntly refuse because of his youth. On the contrary, because his mental age is similar to these three, he wanted to have a new year relationship with these three: "Of course, For reasons of conditions, a meal of fried chicken with green peppers at home is similar to here, and it costs a lot of money—"

Zheng Jianguo had seen the menu when he came in. A chili fried chicken cost 5 US dollars, which is comparable to Kaifeng dishes and Burger King’s 4 US$99 cent set menu. Of course, there is no charge for rice. This is when he saw the menu. I understand what kind of routine it is. Americans have no staple food and non-staple food, and they don't like rice.

As for the domestic market, the privately sold chicken butt market is also sold for seven or eight cents a catty. If you look at the price index of the two countries, this spicy chicken is no different.

"This plate---bon chicken is different from theirs. Spicy chicken Spicy chicken, can it be called Spicy chicken if it is not spicy? Just to make them eat less rice, I fried them with green peppers with no spiciness."

Seeing that he talked about his field of expertise, Liu Kaicai did not hide his voice and said in a low voice. He saw Zheng Jianguo picking up the chopsticks and then glanced at the wine cup in front of Hua and Yang Zhen. After blinking, he winked straight. The two said: "Xiao Zheng is still in school, so don't let him drink."

"Well, Lao Liu, I have graduated now, but I am still receiving training in the hospital, so I won't drink this wine."

Seeing a few people hesitating to drink, Zheng Jianguo thought about it and didn’t use his car to cover up his refusal. Instead, he bluntly told: "Plus I drove here, we will have a chance to eat in the future-well, this chicken is good ."