"Daqin?"

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

So when I heard this sentence, I had such a big reaction.

"Yes, it's the Great Qin! In ancient times, the Han Dynasty sent envoys to open up the Western Regions and knew that the distant West actually lived with people similar to us, so it was called the Great Qin, which is what foreigners call the Holy Roman Empire."

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

At this time, although some people have begun to study some records about the West in historical books, there are very few people who have followed the future to see the vast picture of history and narrate from a macro dimension.

Every ordinary knowledge condensed in later generations was obtained by countless scholars one after another.

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 speaking, but he still popularized basic historical and foreign customs and cultural knowledge with a few people. These are included in the vast number of books, but they are refined like him. The macro narrative is still in a few...

Several people were fascinated by the fact that this incisive explanation was better than ordinary storytelling.

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

But Bai Gui was also very cautious. He would never spit out some words about the government. It was just a few popular science and cultural knowledge, and no one knew anything about others.

"Brother Bai can sort out these words and write them into a foreign cultural customs test, which may also be a big hit."

Zhou Yuan has a business acumen and suggested.

He felt that this was a skill that Bai Gui had never forgotten. He read more books, had his own understanding, and integrated them. Writing these "experiences" was also a business.

The books sold in bookstores nowadays are all cultural studies of a certain country, and such popular science books are rare.

The 100,000 whys that were shown to primary school students in later generations, if they were put to the present, they would definitely become a best-selling work and would ensure that they would make a fortune.

“I’m thinking about it.”

Bai Gui frowned, but there was no further information.

If he was in the south at this moment, it would be better to read popular science and write and publish it. But after reading the sages and Guangxun, he knew how strict the Qing court had in its control over its thoughts. If he was beaten to be a rebellious party, he would have no place to cry.

There is no shortage of money yet.

Fame, it is not too late to write again when you have a certain status.

Zhou Yuan and others did not doubt that he was studying Western languages. It was already hard to get some brains. Besides, writing books has been a protracted period. In less than a month or two, there may not be a first draft.

A meal was finished quickly.

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

"Let's go to Accord Women's School and pick up my sister..."

Zhou Yuan held a red horse and said with a frown.

He sent Miss Zhou to the Accord School a few days ago, but he saw many young and beautiful girls in the School, all of whom were fair-skinned and pampered boudoir ladies, which were very different from the girls they saw in the countryside and were extremely pleasing to the eyes.

"Let's go!"

In addition to Bai Gui, the other two men also felt aroused in their hearts and urged them.

A man is a teenager until his death.

From childhood to adulthood, the problem of lust cannot be changed.

Confucius also said that food, sex and nature are also the same.

The Accord Women's School is located in Ganyuan School, at the southern gate of the provincial capital. Ganyuan School is the first private school in Qin Province. It was founded by Yan Peitang in the 29th year of the Guangxu period. The female school was named after his wife Yang Yage. However, last year, the Ganyuan School was forced to close, leaving only the Accord Women's School.

It’s strange to say that after the closing of Ganyuan School, there have been more and more people entering the Accord Women’s School.

Horse riding is not allowed in the provincial capital, but this regulation has long been ignored, but there are few people riding horses in the bustling streets. After a few streets and alleys, they saw that there was no one everywhere, so they rode on horses, and did not dare to drive too much, and rushed slowly.

But the speed was much faster than before. After about two quarters of an hour, I rushed to the South Gate.

When I got off the horse, I had not arrived at the door, I heard the noise inside the school, which was crisp and pleasant.

The courtyard wall is tall, as tall as two people, like a tightly closed prison, and it is difficult to see inside from the outside.

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

"I can tell you a message."

Zhou Yuan said to the Menzi.

Taking advantage of the time when the door entered the girls' school lecture hall, the few people also covered the cracks of the black painted door, with a horizontal space the size of a fist, and saw several female students playing and playing inside.

Although they play, they are very good at every move and are virtuous. They should be the etiquette taught in girls' schools. Like the girls' schools in Japan, they will teach them how to take care of their husbands and children and teach some principles of cooking in girls' schools.

Next to Accord Women's School is a newsstand.

I guess I am serving female students, and the staff at the newsstand here are also female.

Bai Gui felt bored, so he walked to the newsstand and began to read the newspapers here. The newspapers and newly edited magazines were placed in the most conspicuous places, because he had already subscribed to the latest newspapers of the Normal School, which were both comprehensive and wide, so his eyes looked towards the secluded place, as well as old newspapers and magazines.

All the people pass the time.

I picked up a newspaper with the cover written "Guangtongbao" which read it. It was written in 1897 of the Western calendar. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper on it clearly wrote three big words Yan Peitang. He was the principal of the Accord Women's School. It is normal for the newsstand to sell the newspapers he founded here.

On the reporter column, there is a special reporter Yu Oren and the censor Song Bolu. The newspaper is quite thick, with 100 yuan per copy written on the lower left corner of the back.

"It seems that Principal Yan was forced to close Ganyuan School, and there is probably another reason..."

Bai Gui's eyebrows jumped, but he could not have imagined that in a simple newspaper, there were many big names involved. According to the time point, his senior was also the special reporter who was so attractive to run away...

Yes, the normal school where he is now is also Yan Peitang and Yu Tempting Guanzhong Academy.

He casually looked through the newspaper.

It says: "On the Incense Industry of Earth" and "The Situation of Tea in India".

It introduces that the tea and incense industry of the Qing court are being impacted by the tea in India and the incense industry in South Asia. Over time, the country will inevitably lead to a shortage of money and silver. The argument put forward is that national capital must be encouraged to develop industries on a large scale.

Bai Gui read it with relish for a while, and when he saw that there seemed to be something happening at the door, he rolled the newspaper and checked out with the newsstand. Old newspapers were not very valuable, they were much cheaper, and a stack of only 20 cents were spent.
Chapter completed!