Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 180 Vernacular
Subtitle of this chapter: Master Yuan’s evil clutches have finally reached Seris and the girls of Seris!
After spending an evening (more than a dozen chapters), our Master Yuan finally completed the task of "Angry at the Lightbulb God". Unfortunately, for this kind of task that was not issued by the Master Ball system, he could not get any reward at all.
Mr. Edison, who fainted again, was carried back to his room by doctors and waiters who rushed over after hearing the news. In fact, the great inventor did not have a serious physical problem, just high blood pressure, which is a common symptom of the elderly and diabetics.
Thomas Edison woke up after smelling the smelling salts, and then took some sedatives prescribed by the doctor, and basically returned to normal.
Of course, the old man "suffered a severe blow to his psychology and self-esteem", so he is now lying in bed to rest.
With Louis Baker's farewell and departure, only Edison and his son were left in the guest room.
Little Edison, who was sitting on the bed, said angrily: "Father, that Chinese guy is really too much!"
Mr. Theodore Edison did admire Yuan Yanshu a little, but when his father was so angry that he fainted, he was also a little angry. Instead, his father snorted calmly, "Humph, that Chinese man is only a little clever. And he has two fatal weaknesses."
Little Edison asked curiously, "Father, what are the two weaknesses you mentioned?"
Old Edison sat up and said seriously: "It is greed and pride among the seven deadly sins!"
"Greed made him sell us such a great idea, but pride made him make an even bigger mistake!"
His son seemed to understand something and said, "Father, you mean..."
The great inventor sneered and said, "Theodore, you've figured it out, right? Since he wants to go into the radio broadcasting industry, he sold two such important inventions to us for a hundred thousand dollars. As long as we hold the patents in our hands and don't organize production, then... hehe..."
Little Edison suddenly realized and said, "Yes, as long as there are no table radios and truck radios in the world, their radio stations will not be popular! But how to explain to Mr. George Baker?"
His old father waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, George, I understand. And I won't make excessive demands. As long as Mr. Baker promises me to let the Chinese withdraw from NYPR, I will make concessions..."
This is what we mean by big entrepreneurs are not as good as big capitalists in planning.
Thomas Edison only cared about patents and products, but Mr. George Baker and our Master Yuan were at a higher level and were aiming for financial operations from the beginning. So when the time comes... hehe...
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the two Mr. Bakers had gone back to their room to rest, but Yuan Yanshu stayed in the smoking room reading the newspaper.
For a time traveler like him, the speed at which news spreads these days is incredibly slow.
When the Twin Towers collapsed in 2001, Yuan Hongjian was still an 11-year-old primary school student, and the Internet was not yet popular. However, even though he had fallen asleep, his father woke him up to watch the live broadcast of the big news on TV.
In comparison, I don’t know how many people in China know about the big event of Wall Street BOOOOM in 1920. It’s a pity, otherwise there must be many more Chinese who want to become Americans tonight... According to the Chinese Exclusion Act, they really can’t become Americans.
Therefore, Yuan Yanshu rarely read newspapers other than those in New York, let alone Chinese newspapers. She rarely read the Los Angeles Times in Europe or even on the west coast of the United States.
This unnamed country club in New Jersey is really awesome. Our Master Yuan found a magazine rack in the smoking room, which was filled with the "latest" newspapers and magazines from all over the world.
For example, he actually saw the North China Daily News, which was published a month and a half ago. According to the traffic conditions at that time, these newspapers were really "fresh". The North China Daily News was originally called the North China Herald and was founded in Shanghai on August 30, 1850. It was not only the first English newspaper published in China, but also the most influential foreign publication in China at that time.
In 1921, the Zilin Building was about to start construction on the Bund. When it was completed in 1924, the nine-story building was once the tallest building in Shanghai (now the AIA Building on Zhongshan East 1st Road on the Bund). This shows the strength and influence of this newspaper.
Of course, there wasn’t much news to read in these newspapers. It was nothing more than how Ed Stark Chang and Oscar von Reuenthal Cao sympathized with each other and vowed to work together to build a new republic under the leadership of the dictator, Shichang Xu... Two years later, they became so friendly that they started fighting, so there was the Zhi-Feng War.
The newspapers also warned the Chinese people to be wary of Soviet revisionism... well, the Soviet Union's wolfish ambitions. In August this year, Karakhan, the Soviet Union's Deputy People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs, drafted the "Second Declaration to China". In fact, this declaration was a step back from the "First Declaration", but it still declared that Russia was willing to negotiate with the Republic of China on the issue of the Chinese Eastern Railway and the border issue.
The North China Daily News reminds the Chinese that the Russians have always been greedy and are far worse than the British gentlemen, so they must be vigilant!
Yuan Yanshu found stuff like this boring, but this newspaper from his homeland, which was not yet his "homeland", reminded him that he should start submitting articles to the country.
Although I can't return to my country for the time being, I still need to improve my reputation.
With this broken system, many of my grand plans cannot be realized in China. Can't I still be a pioneer and benchmark of the vernacular movement?
Moreover, if he waited until he returned to China to improve his reputation, wouldn't his grand plan of becoming the dream lover of the young women of the Republic of China be delayed? Wouldn't those ladies of the Republic of China have to stay in their empty rooms for a few more months and have fewer spring dreams?
What a great sin this is for him, a "friend of women"!
Thinking of this, Master Yuan, extremely excited, threw down the newspaper in his hand, stood up suddenly, and walked quickly around the smoking room.
When it comes to vernacular Chinese, there are so many of them. There is no worry about having nothing to copy, but there is no B-coin... So what should I copy?
The martial arts novels of Jin Gu, Wen Liang and Huang are of course too low-level and not worthy of a neoclassical liberal master like him.
Grandma Qiong Yao's books do have a bit of the flavor of "fighting against feudalism and fighting for freedom, and bravely striving to be a mistress." But is it appropriate for a grown man like me to always plagiarize romance novels written by lesbians?
Or... this one?
Oh, this book is really feminist, anti-feudal and written in vernacular Chinese, but there are three problems:
First, this was also written by a lesbian.
Second, after copying it, would I become the public enemy of men in the Republic of China... and other male time travelers in the Republic of China?
Third, this question is very serious and solemn: Wouldn’t it seem a bit self-defeating for me to take a concubine in the future?
The little prince of Seris Literature walked to the window, gazing at the cold stars in the night sky, with a question lingering in his mind, cao...well, is it chao or not chao, this is a question!
