It took half a month for Old John to finally arrive in the capital.
But when he saw the scene in the capital, he was stunned.
Looking at the entourage around him, he asked in disbelief: "This is the capital of China? Have we come to the wrong place?"
The entourage was silent, and they couldn't say anything.
The person who received him smiled proudly and said nothing.
In Old John's impression, there is absolutely no problem with the ancient capital of China.
It's full of history.
However, it has nothing to do with modernization. .
But, what now?
What did he see?
Although there are no high-rise buildings like those in London, and the tallest building seen is only seven or eight stories high, the appearance of the entire city is surprising.
I saw that the smooth streets, the main roads were paved with asphalt, and the small roads were all cement roads.
The most important thing is to be tidy!
This is rare even in Europe.
Look at the neat streets. I can’t say they are spotless, but they can definitely be said to be clean. There are bullock carts and horse-drawn carriages coming and going, followed by a person who specializes in picking up excrement. gòйЪ.ōΓg
Especially, people's mental outlook, everyone's face is full of smiles.
There were patrol policemen coming and going, shouting from time to time, and then continuing to patrol the streets.
Old John couldn't help but take two steps forward.
"Come on, let's go take a look!"
A group of people, all foreigners.
People in the capital have seen the world and don't pay special attention to foreigners, not to mention it's not a few years ago.
Not only do you not have to kowtow when you meet foreigners, you even have a sense of superiority.
Several women took their children with them and whispered to them: "Young dog, you must study hard in the future, otherwise you will be as ignorant as these foreigners."
Good guy, take the surprise of Old John and others as ignorance.
The receptionist was almost stunned with laughter.
Old John also listened carefully to what the translator translated.
Not angry.
What's wrong with a bunch of women?
"Let's go and talk to the people. You Chinese people won't be unhappy, right?"
The receptionist, Bai Chongxi, smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
Not very old, an outstanding graduate of Beijing University.
Entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and was responsible for various matters in the European Affairs Department.
Old John stopped a man who was picking up cow and horse excrement: "Hello, can I ask you a few questions?"
The young man was quite surprised, but seeing this formation, it must be some kind of business group.
Many foreigners come to inspect these days.
Didn't take it seriously.
He just glanced at Bai Chongxi who was receiving him.
With his cognition, he knew at a glance that this was a local receptionist. The business group was inspecting, so don't lie.
I have to say, this awareness is possible.
Bai Chongxi smiled and said, "Brother, just say whatever you want!"
Suddenly, the man who picked up manure became excited.
"Ask me, and I promise you will tell me everything you know!"
Old John nodded: "Why are you picking up these things? Is it to keep these neat streets clean? Or is someone paying you to do this specifically?"
The manure-picking boy looked like he was mentally retarded, which made Old John very unhappy.
"Why am I wrong?"
But in order to understand the development of China, he still asked again patiently.
The manure picker said helplessly
: "There's nothing fresh. Why do you foreigners ask this?"
It can be seen how many times I have been asked.
"No one gives me money, so I pick this up. Firstly, it's for sanitation. After all, no one wants such a beautiful street to be damaged. Secondly, these feces can be used as fertilizer. Wouldn't it be good to take it back and fertilize it?"
"Also, our village has regulations that your own fat cannot be left outside!"
Old John couldn't accept this answer.
Why are the quality of Chinese people so high?
Thinking about those stinky days in London, he actually wanted to take a deep breath here.
“What’s the use of this little fertilizer?”
Old John was puzzled.
"You know six?"
The manure picker is not happy because he doubts the value of his work.
"Let me tell you this, when we get the fertilizer back, there will be people from the Agricultural Association who will provide guidance on how to use the fertilizer in the most scientific way and mix it with the evolutionary fertilizer. How will this thing be used?"
"You foreigners are so rare and strange. We have so much land in the capital and there is far from enough fertilizer. Even if it is enough, you are not allowed to compost it when opening up wasteland? Otherwise, can crops grow?"
John Sr. got the point.
"You mean, these require farming, but farming only makes a little money! Specializing in artificial weight loss ingredients? Is it cost-effective?"
He felt that the labor cost was not cost-effective.
Just listen, the manure picker said proudly: "Why is it not cost-effective? Now we have an agricultural association to coordinate the planning, and the things are exported to surrounding countries. I won't brag to you. Our family grows watermelons. Last year, all the watermelons were sold. You are in the West, do you think we can make money?"
After saying that, seeing that Old John was no longer interested in talking, he withdrew.
Why is Old John no longer interested?
Because he remembered something. Last year, the royal family distributed many gifts, one of which was watermelon.
That stuff is so sweet.
Later he found out that it was bought from China.
I was disgusted for a long time. When will China’s agricultural products be dumped in London?
Has it also entered the royal family’s food selection category?
This is so infuriating.
Agricultural association?
Old John took it to heart.
"Bai, let's take a walk, is that okay?"
Bai Chongxi said with a smile on his face, "Please!"
Old John was walking around with people and saw the orderly vendors. I also saw prosperous streets.
Immediately shocked.
“Why are these vendors so orderly?”
"And what are those white lines for?"
Bai Chongxi snorted: "That's a stall provided by the city administration to the vendors. The sanitation fee is 10 cents a day. Everyone has their own fixed stall."
"Of course there is order!"
Old John frowned: "What's the point of doing this?"
He could not imagine the meaning of such management.
Bai Chongxi chuckled: "It makes no sense!"
The angry old John didn't know what to say.
It makes no sense, what can you do?
But since others didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask and looked at it with his own eyes.
Before he could understand the problem, he saw the drainage ditches and public toilets again!
Old John's mood became increasingly heavy.
Walking, walking, I came to a teahouse.
Hearing a loud discussion inside, someone shouted loudly: "I think our country should strike hard. The red-haired country will never die in defeating me. There is also old John from the gentleman country beating the drum. Look, Ah San's provocation is also from the gentleman country." Handwriting?"
"Yes, the country of gentlemen is not a good thing!"
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