Identity is a very abstract thing, and it is also a specific prerequisite for friendship.
Some people make people feel very comfortable as soon as they speak. Either the other person has a high emotional intelligence, or the other person is very good at speaking.
If you want to gain friendship, you need to resonate with the other person, then accept it, and finally identify with it.
If you want to conquer a barbarian alien race, it's not difficult, just do it.
It is not difficult to make good friends with a barbarian tribe, as long as you are willing to spend money.
But it is almost impossible to be a true friend with a foreigner.
The culture, customs, and cognitions are all different, and there are no three views to speak of. They don't even understand the language.
Difficult does not mean impossible. Han You's job is to make the impossible possible, so he must play the second card, recognition.
If you want to gain a sense of identity, the easiest way is to eliminate the people or things that the other party hates. This is the low-end. The middle-end is to establish a common topic and seek resonance through common topics. The highest-end is to "meet each other late". , it’s too late to meet him.
With so many people at the border, not everyone can easily gain the recognition of the old man from the Wolf Club. The higher the status, the easier it is. The status of Han You and his group is very high.
A problem that I don’t want to admit but I have to admit is that we are divided into three levels.
For example, when you return to your hometown with a BBA, your uncle asks you to cook in the middle of the meal. Your cousin-in-law, whom you have never met before, remembers that you don’t eat onions and ginger. The old uncle opens the Moutai puree that has been stored for many years. The chicken is freshly bled, and the fish is The wild ones have just been caught in the river, and none of the red envelopes you took out were shriveled. The elders toasted and looked at your micro-expressions. I hope you can take care of the second sister-in-law's job. You have been known to be good at it since you were a child.
To use another analogy, you are driving a Chery back to your hometown in embarrassment. Your uncle tells you to park far away, preferably close to the river. Your cousin sister-in-law, whom you have not met, gives you a piece of ginger. The chicken is leftover after cooking. The stove is cold. The eyes of relatives. It's white, and there's a hint of sarcasm in both words.
This is reality and society. People with different statuses do the same thing, but the results are completely different. Identity is very important, and it is a kind of business card in itself.
The business card of Han You, the emperor's personal soldier, was full of rent. As soon as the three characters "Yidaowei" were displayed, even the barbarians knew that this was a remnant of the previous dynasty.
"I hate red tape and etiquette the most. Damn it."
Han You directly moved the stool to the opposite side of the old man from the Wolf Department and patted the table: "Brother, you are too reserved. Don't do this. I don't care about this. Do you know what it means to sleep without talking or eating?"
Mantie Xiaoji nodded like he was pecking at rice. As a foreigner who can speak Chinese and communicate without any barriers, how could he not know the culture of the Han family.
Han You waved his hands and shouted: "It's all nonsense, it's complete nonsense!"
This is what Han You said. If it were an ordinary soldier, Man Tie would think that this guy has poor quality and low education. No wonder he is a soldier.
Han You toasted Mantie with a cup and said to himself: "The so-called silence while eating actually means that you cannot speak when there is food in your mouth during the meal. It does not mean that you cannot speak during the meal. According to this, On Yuan Day, when I, the Emperor of Zhou, hosted a banquet for all the ministers, everyone was silent and just ate with their heads down. Was it celebrating Yuan Day or mourning? It was as if someone had died in someone else's family."
After a glass of wine, he blinked in the first second, froze in the second second, looked like he suddenly realized something in the third second, and started to laugh and laugh loudly while slapping his thighs in the fourth second.
"People are dead, people are dead, hahahaha."
Man Tie laughed and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, as if he had found a close friend.
The friends looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether this guy was really smiling or had too much to drink. He was as happy as a third grandson.
Han You also laughed and toasted Mantie again.
In fact, except for Duan Qianfeng, no one else understood Han You's thoughts very well. Just now he only said that he wanted to make Man Tie feel at home.
Feeling at home, everyone is very puzzled.
First of all, they don't think Man Tie is a "guest". They fight every day and every year. It's good if they don't copy knives when they meet. What's the point of talking about being a guest.
Secondly, they believe that the mountain beast thing is a transaction, and it is not free. There is no need for a group of high-status people to put this work on a smiling face.
Especially those who were mixed in the army like Zhou Tong and Lu Baichuan. If they hated the foreigners outside Beiguan, they only had contempt for the barbarians whose fighting ability was obviously inferior to that of the nomads.
For this group of players, it can be said that they roll their eyes when they pinch their necks and brag about their stuff when they let go.
I came here to have fun when I had nothing to do, but the border troops beat me hard and ran away. A few days after I ran away, I came over again to have fun. I was so annoying that I didn't have the ability to break through the city gates, but I kept coming to torment people.
In addition, there is no way to communicate. For example, two Han people are chatting and arguing. One says he likes PolyGram, and the other says he rolls stones. They can't argue. Then they ask the third person, who is a foreigner, and the result is... The foreigner said he liked skateboard shoes and couldn't communicate at all.
If liking skateboard shoes can make Bian Jun eat meat and keep eating meat, then Han You can only sing one song in his life, skateboard shoes!
What everyone doesn't understand is that Han You was obviously very sad. He had killed so many soldiers in the battle and died under the sticks of the barbarians. Why would he now lower himself and treat his "enemies" as "guests"?
Han You couldn't explain it. He just knew that if those loyal souls who died in the war were alive in heaven, they would definitely want to live a better life, eat fat, be strong, wear warm clothes, and stay away from the flames of war. Stay away from killing.
"I like you warriors outside the customs, you are wild, uninhibited and free."
Han You repeatedly persuaded me to drink: "I am the swordsman of the emperor's personal military ceremonial guard. There is no need to say such things to please you, you understand."
"I understand, I understand."
The old man from the Wolf Department drank one cup after another: "I... also admire the Ni people. The Mu people are so powerful. They are called... called... your court and your officials. They are very, very..."
Being fluent in Chinese is not proficient in Chinese, and I don't know how to describe it.
Han You burst into laughter: "Observe people's emotions, act according to the wind, be wise and protect yourself, rarely be confused, suffer losses are blessings, speak wisely, each family sweeps away the snow in front of the door, shoots the first bird, the one who understands the current affairs is a hero, a good man does not suffer the losses in front of him, a good death Why not live on?"
Han You was already drunk and shook his head: "Don't try to please me. I respect you and I hope you respect me. Tell the truth and speak your mind to each other. I like you and warriors like you. I speak from my heart, I respect you, but you said you like our court, but what you said is a lie, you don’t respect me."
After the words fell, everyone had different expressions.
The faces of the friends were filled with submission, and the face of the old man from the Wolf Department was filled with shame.
The friends are really convinced. They know better than anyone else that Han You likes a bastard, so it’s good to mention it without scolding him. However, this guy can actually say such words sincerely. It’s a shame. No more.
The old man from the Wolf Department was really ashamed, because he despised the imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty. He despised it to the core. Those so-called literati, the civil servants who were in charge of power, were all soft-footed shrimps. They only used their mouths to make the soldiers fight for their lives. Fight.
The second card was also played, and Han You began to scold the Zhou court with Man Tie.
Don't say it, you really don't say it, Han You's scolding doesn't look like hypocrisy at all. It can be as ugly and despicable as it is, as despicable as it is disgusting, as disgusting as it is disgusting.
Lao Tie of the Wolf Department did not have a very rich vocabulary and could understand most of the words. He did not expect that Han You, like him, also hated the Han court.
This is the so-called bosom friend at the wine table. We drink together, scold together, and become more and more familiar with each other.
The more they drank, the more they talked, and the two parties talked about everything as if they were friends for many years.
Man Tie is very comfortable being chatted with, and this has to do with emotional intelligence. Han You can always talk about Man Tie's good points, but there are not many good points. What Man can be proud of in Guanwai Fan is his body. As for his faith , culture, etc., there is nothing to talk about, and Han You can't understand even the talk about the habits of wild beasts.
In any case, Han You's second card was played, and Man Tie was very fond of it. The two of them were about to enter the stage of meeting each other late, and Han You was about to reveal his true intentions.
"Come on, brother, have another drink. May our friendship last forever. Here's to you, Ma Ze, Puxi, let's do it!"
