It had to be, when Yang did this, Zhang Yumeng bit her lips as if she had some knots in her heart, she hesitated.
"Don't Westerners advocate equality for everyone? When I travel, no matter what kind of job people do, there is no discrimination. They are very equal."
Yang Gan smiled and covered his forehead, "You believe what Westerners say, it makes me laugh to death."
"If you travel to the West with 10 million, you will be the uncle, and you will be right in everything. But if you go to immigrate with 10 million, you will be cut down to nothing."
"They are all equal before God, but Jesus was the one who was crucified."
"They, everyone is equal before the truth, but who is the truth? Who will judge, just based on their set of double standards?"
"They, everyone is equal before the law, take the lighthouse country, the court has judicial power, but the prisons in their country are private prisons, and they have signed a contract, the government must ensure 80% occupancy rate of private prisons, you will have How many people have been severely sentenced, how about the rich and powerful? There is a group of lawyers outside to help them. Even if they are convicted, the millions of deposits are like buying a pack of cigarettes for them."
"They, everyone is equal before the contract, but they like to tear up the contract the most. It is just a piece of paper. If it is not torn, it means there is still interest!"
Yang Gan stepped forward and touched Zhang Yumeng's head, and said with the eyes of a stray cat, "I feel like you are still very serious. You haven't seen through these things?"
"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, with me as the mainstay, I allow you to be a vase!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yumeng directly hugged Yang Gan and kissed him so hard that his face was almost deformed.
"You are so kind. Although some of your opinions seem strange to me, they always make sense."
Yang Gan grinned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, "Just trust me. I'm the only one who won't cheat you."
"By the way, let's treat Ziyun well today. It's a rare visit for her."
Zhang Yumeng pinched her throat instantly and imitated Yang Gan's voice and said, "Ziyun~~~~!"
"The shouting is so intimate!"
Yang Gan's face was suddenly filled with black lines, and he was speechless for a while.
Shaking his head, he threw away some of his messy thoughts and looked at the notebook to meditate.
Zhang Yumeng said, "Didn't you finish copying? Let's go out. It's still early. Let's chat together. It's fun."
Yang Gan shook his head and said, "I'm in a lot of trouble right now. How do I get out the information in this computer?"
Zhang Yumeng spread his hands and said with a smile, "Don't you seem stupid? Just find someone to guard you. If you just stop copying, it will be over."
Yang Gan looked at her in disbelief and pointed at the computer, "I'm convinced, you old man. The one here is Simplified Chinese. Now all the people who can read write Xia Wen. How can you break it?"
"In Zhuangzi, some people still use Shangwen and Liaowen. Only some masters are proficient in the languages of various countries. Can you tell me how to translate?"
Zhang Yumeng's face was full of confusion. To be honest, this problem would pop up on its own without giving anyone a chance to respond.
"You mean, besides you and me, no one else knows?"
Yang Gan curled his lips and said, "Xiao Yu and Mu Qing know each other a little better. If you insist on translating, it may be difficult. I guess you will get stuck on professional vocabulary, but the basic problem is not big."
Zhang Yumeng was immediately discouraged. Just by looking at the catalog, he knew how much information was in it. With so much information, how much could just a few people copy?
"Yang Qian, I think you will become more awesome in the future. You can unify the text directly. It would be so simple. Just change everything to simplified Chinese."
Yang Gan's expression changed instantly, "You are overthinking this. This is absolutely impossible."
"Why? Simplified Chinese is so simple. Modern people are still very smart and came up with simplified Chinese characters."
Yang Gan's face darkened, and he said solemnly, "Simplified Chinese characters can indeed promote literacy and popularize it."
"But it would be very troublesome to directly evolve to simplified Chinese characters. Our writing would be out of date. We must evolve step by step. Even after two thousand years, future generations can understand our current documents."
"Furthermore, simplified Chinese characters were invented by modern people. Many simplified characters existed in ancient times. Generally, both traditional and simplified characters are used together."
"Is that so?"
Zhang Yumeng felt that he had a lot of blind spots in knowledge.
Yang Gan waved his hand and came outside with his notebook. At this time, there were many people in the living room.
Yang Qian handed the notebook to Mu Qing and faced her. Mu Qing and Zhao Wenmo handed the matter over to them directly.
The three women have been organizing the data for a long time, and have also translated Yang Qian's modern literature, so it is most appropriate to hand it over to them.
As a woman from the Qing family and the royal family, she is naturally proficient in many languages.
Mu Qing learned the basic operations of the laptop early on. Since it is a Chinese operating system, there is no language barrier.
Even though they are ancient people, these women are considered to be top academics in modern times.
After the matter was temporarily settled, Yang Qian relaxed and stretched, feeling a soreness in his shoulder.
He frowned. The crotch joint had not yet broken through, which made Yang Qian a little depressed. The following steps had stalled, and he didn't know when he would be able to complete it.
If you continue like this, your joints will almost reach a bottleneck.
Perhaps noticing Yang Qian's abnormality, Zhang Yumeng said, "You have been practicing a little hard recently."
"Are you cruel? Are you okay?"
Zhang Yumeng's eyes narrowed. "You really think I'm stupid. You have adjusted the weight of the equipment in the gym."
Yang Gan chuckled, not much, turned over and rested his head on Krisna's round thigh.
"My legs are sore, give me a squeeze!"
Before the women could make any move, the magic brake stone in the corner rushed over, put Yang Gan's feet in his arms, and kept kneading him.
"Your Majesty, is this comfortable?"
Yang Gan stepped on the round cotton ball and relaxed.
"That's right, call me when you're feeding!"
"good!"
Fujiko Yun looked at it very strangely. After all, he had been busy in the factory and never came back.
That's right, Fuji Ziyun didn't have his own house, only one person. Adi was away for a long time, and his guards and merchants all surrendered to Yang Gan.
When you have only one person and you have to take care of the family business, you don't have so much time, so you usually sleep in the factory.
It's rare to come back.
Yang Qian didn't care about her. She could come and go as she pleased in his mansion anyway, and she was very free.
After returning to the mansion, all the basic necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation are available. Who wants to get a house to live outside? It is too troublesome.
When it was time to feed, Yang Qian was woken up and moved quickly to sweep away the food.
During this period, he and Fuji Ziyun continued to exchange experiences. It is true that Yang Qian has never opened a factory, but has he not eaten pork before and seen pigs running away?
Teach some modern concepts to Fujiko Yun.
It is also promised that there will be a lot of learning materials in the future, which are all factory materials.
As for breeding, Yang Qian just asked her to take a look, and the specific implementation had to be done by people in Zhuangzi and the farmers.
Fujiko Yun is his confidant, so asking her to inform him can be regarded as a bridge of communication between the factory and the breeding park. It is also an attitude of his own, which proves Fujiko Yun's status in his mind.
The kitchen in the mansion is very huge, from one or two chefs in the past to more than ten people now.
Some chefs gradually learned the skill of being stingy with spoons and served meals very quickly.
Like Yang Gan, what the whole family eats every day is determined the night before.
If you are someone like Ran Jing, Fei Lian, or Zhang Shao who is staying here, you can ask the slaves what kind of meals they want, and then start making reservations.
If not, then the kitchen can choose what to eat.
Who doesn't eat something is recorded in the kitchen.
Almost everyone in Yang Gan's family eats mainly high-protein foods, that is, eating meat, beans, and eggs.
Some weird foods almost never appear, such as bear paws, venison, etc., which are basically not eaten by everyone.
Firstly, it doesn’t taste good, and secondly, it doesn’t seem to be as filling as Chuanzhong.
Ge Xiuming had more say than anyone else. Sometimes Yang Gan would send people to ask Ge Zhao for advice on Ge Xiuming's tonic prescriptions.
Ge Zhao would sometimes modify the weight of one or two medicinal ingredients. When Ge Xiu Ming found out, he just nodded. In fact, the two brothers, one strong and the other gentle, could work well together.
But that damn medical concept was the main culprit that caused the break between the two, but there was nothing that could be done about it, even if Ge Xiuming and Ge Zhao listened to Yang Qian's words.
But once it comes to professional issues, the two people's tempers immediately rise, almost to the point of being incompatible with each other.
Maybe it was this persistence that allowed two people to reach the top on this path.
With such medical skills, the two of them are still studying tirelessly on the road of medicine, and are even very interested in the modern medicine proposed by Zhang Yumeng.
Having said that, in Yang Qian's mansion, beef and mutton are usually the main meat. Anyway, there are a lot of cattle now. If you kill one, you can eat several.
Fujiko Yun felt numb while eating. There was a rich variety of food, and the most exaggerated thing was that the portions were too outrageous.
Everyone eats at the same table, and almost every time they finish a dish, the exact same dish is served.
For example, Yang Gan can usually eat a bowl of braised beef, and Qingqing, Krisna, Belika, and Cao Wushuang are also not far behind.
One can imagine how terrible everyone's consumption of meat is.
"Yang Gan, you didn't seem to have such a big appetite before?"
As a rare guest, Fujiko Yun naturally sat next to Yang Qian.
Yang Gan gave her a chopstick of beef and said cheerfully, "I am growing taller now. Doctor, I must eat more meat so that I can grow taller."
Fujiko Yun nodded silently. Yang Qian was indeed a bit short. Among the common people in Guizhou, he was actually just short in stature.
Among the scholar-bureaucrats, he was naturally considered short. If he went to Xingguo in the south, such a figure would be considered acceptable.
