Into Unscientific Chapter 271

  Learn about things.

   This is an important concept in ancient Chinese Confucianism.

  "Book of Rites·University" points out:

  Bamuyoukewu, extension of knowledge, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and world peace.

   But unfortunately.

   "Book of Rites·University" did not give any explanation for the true meaning of "Gewu Zhizhi".

  So there have been many interpretations and debates about it from all walks of life.

  The mainstream view in ancient times comes from Zhu Xi in the Southern Song Dynasty. He once pointed out in "Four Books Collection Notes":

  【Grid, to also. Things are still things. As far as the principle of things is concerned, there is nowhere to go if you want to go to the extreme.]

  It means that studying things is to study the truth of things, and extending knowledge is to make the understanding to the extreme.

   Zhu Xi's evaluation in later generations is mixed, and Xu Yun's money in Zhiwang is almost used up. Ahem, he really doesn't have a deep understanding of Neo-Confucianism and Psychology.

  So it is just an in-depth evaluation of this person.

   But only from the cognition of studying things to know, the interpretation of Zhu Xi and Wang Yangming should be the explanation that best suits the cognition of Chinese people.

  To what extent have these four words influenced China's modern physics?

   Well known.

  Physics was introduced to China when Western learning spread eastward in the late Qing Dynasty. At first it was not called physics, but Gezhixue.

  The impact of this name is so deep that many students in the physics department of Fudan University still think that they are studying Gezhi, and most of them will learn a liberal arts by themselves to make up for their regrets.

   So he hesitated again and again.

  Xu Yun finally chose to name the new club Gewushe.

   It's still the old saying that has been said countless times.

  He didn't have the slightest idea of ​​helping Dongfang Securities to continue his life, but it was impossible to offend the majesty of the crab.

  But if he can leave some oriental imprints in the history of modern science dominated by the West, then Xu Yun is still willing to do something.

   If not.

  Xu Yun's original idea was to call it the Ax Gang

  After deciding on the intention to form a new club.

  Xu Yun chatted with Lao Tang and Aveline about other things.

  For example, tomorrow is Sunday, Lao Tang and Avelyn are going to attend a church gathering, and Xu Yun is going to go shopping in London.

  The three agreed on the spot to act separately on Sunday and meet again at four o'clock in the afternoon.

   After talking about this, the three of them went back to their rooms to sleep.

   Nothing to say all night.

   Early the next morning.

  The sun shines through the window and falls on the books on the windowsill.

  Students who have covered the bed in winter should know it.

  It's different from being able to lift the quilt with a huff in summer.

  Winter quilts are like sealed scrolls, without great perseverance, it is difficult to get out of them.

  If the condition of weekend and holiday is added, the sealing effect of the scroll will be even more terrifying:

  For example, I woke up at nine o'clock in the morning, but it was already half past eleven when I got out of bed.

   Rao is Xu Yun's two lives, but he can barely rely on the willpower cultivated by his hard work in his previous life to break away from the seal.

  After waking up, Xu Yun walked to the window, looked at the ground through the window on the third floor, and glanced at the still sunny weather:

   "Not a bad day, praise the sun!"

   Then he dressed and washed, went downstairs for breakfast, and left the hotel alone.

  He has two important things to do today.

  The hotel that Lao Tang chose is called the Claremont Hotel in Charing Cross. The standard of later generations is only four-star, and it can only belong to the middle-end hotels in London.

   But in the current 1850, it can rank some names in the city of London.

  The ranking is high, and there are naturally many people who count on it to eat.

  For example, as soon as Xu Yun went out, a driver appeared in front of him, and said courteously:

   "Sir, do you need a carriage? The price is very cheap."

  Xu Yun glanced at him, seeing that this person was dressed fairly cleanly, so he asked:

   "Master, are you familiar with the city of London?"

  The coachman put the towel on his shoulders, patted his chest confidently, and said:

   "Sir, you have found the right person. I have lived in London since my ancestors. Even if it is some remote place, I can definitely send you there!"

   Seeing that Xu Yun was still hesitant, the coachman added:

   "Sir, let me give you 10 pence for half a day, what do you think?"

   Xu Yun was silent for a moment, finally nodded, and took out five pennies from his body:

   "Okay, master, here is the deposit, hurry up and hurry."

  The coachman took the penny carefully, with a smile on his face like a flower of hope:

   "Come on, this carriage of Kaziy Gallo is famous for being fast and stable!"

  Xu Yun stepped on a small stool and got into the car. After thinking for a while, he ordered:

   "Master, let's go to Dean Street in Soho first."

   "Okay, sit still!"

   crunch—

  The carriage slowly began to move forward.

  The horse-drawn carriages that can pick up passengers on the north bank of the Thames these days are all equipped with a pass, and they can travel on a lane specially planned for horse-drawn carriages in London, which is relatively convenient to drive.

  The Soho area that Xu Yun is going to is located in the southwest of London. It is a business district frequented by tourists in later generations, with a large number of shopping centers and open-air bars.

Of course.

  The high flow of tourists naturally indicates that gangs of slaughterers often gather here.

   For example, West Broadway.

  On this street, you often meet the kind of businessman who comes up to put a bracelet on you, and then opens his mouth to ask for 40 euros, and he only looks at the yellow people for this.

  Xu Yun almost got tricked in his previous life, but fortunately he stopped the opponent quickly, and managed to keep his pocketbook.

   And Soho in 1850 was worse than later generations.

  At this time, Soho was the earliest red X district in London, and it was also a gathering place for gay, bisexual and transgender people, with a rather bad reputation.

  Hyde Park, where Xu Yun started, is the absolute economic center of London, with all kinds of high-rise buildings everywhere.

  So follow the carriage.

  The surrounding buildings are also gradually changing from luxurious atmosphere to low and dilapidated buildings visible to the naked eye.

  Xu Yun once again saw a drunkard lying on the ground, a beggar in ragged clothes, and a newsboy with soot on his face.

   When passing a corner in the car, a long queue of civilians suddenly appeared outside the car window.

  Xu Yun's heart moved when he saw this, he observed the long dragon for a few seconds, and asked the coachman:

   "Master, what are these people outside doing?"

  The coachman whipped the horse hard, glanced in that direction casually, and said:

   "Oh, you said that, that is the registration point for going to America for work."

  Xu Yun was taken aback for a moment:

   "America?"

   Good guy.

   Looking at the situation outside just now, he thought it was the army recruiting people.

  The coachman nodded and explained:

   "Didn't Central and North America say that some responsible governments were formed in these years, it seems that a large number of people are needed to work."

   "So in the past six months, officials have been recruiting workers."

   While talking, the coachman sighed slightly:

   "Although the remuneration is good, it is said that there are 8 pounds a month, but in the past few years, there are probably only three or four out of ten people who have survived."

   “Like the old man Charlie next door to my house, his son signed up last year, but he contracted the plague on the way and was thrown into the sea before dying.”

  Inside the compartment.

  Xu Yun leaned on the car window and sighed slightly in his heart.

  Although his historical achievements are mediocre, he can barely remember some modern historical events.

  The recruiting mentioned by the coachman should refer to some commercial impacts of the United Movement that occurred in Central and North America in the 19th century.

  Before 1845.

  In America, there is a waterway called the St. Lawrence River, which is the main route for merchants in the Maple Leaf Country to transport grain to the Atlantic coast for export.

   However, as the joint campaign progressed, the form gradually began to change.

  In 1846, Congress across the sea passed the "Return Tariff Act".

   The Act provided that grain shipped to New York via Lake Erie would be exempt from import duties.

  Stimulated by this bill, the businessmen of Maple Leaf Country have changed their original shipping lanes one after another.

   Resulted in Western Canada exporting 15 times as much grain across the sea as through the St. Lawrence River.

  The shipping industry on the St. Lawrence River plummeted, and Montreal's merchant groups suffered a huge economic blow.

  So at this time, the United Kingdom began to find another way. While negotiating across the sea, it accelerated the pace of sending migrant workers to Central and North America.

   Just follow normal history.

  The wave of job recruitment in the UK lasted less than three years, and the job types were replaced by Chinese workers.

  However, in this timeline, a crow has not yet broken out, so the local civilian laborers have escaped.

  But the aspirations of certain classes have not changed at all, and the objects of suffering have naturally become these bottom-level people in the UK.

   Then the carriage slowly drove past this street, leaving only a complicated sigh in the air

   Half an hour later.

  The carriage shook slightly, and the carriage stopped.

  Just listen to the driver say:

   "Sir, Dean Street has arrived."

  Xu Yun came back to his senses, got off the carriage, and looked around.

  The floors of the nearby buildings are not too high, generally 3-4 floors, the wall skin has long since peeled off, and the walls are uneven.

  Many windows are old and crooked, as if they might fall down at any time.

   There was a strange sour smell on the street, and some pedestrians were numb to and fro, and there were quite a few flies and mosquitoes flying on the few stalls.

In the distance of    Street, you can vaguely see many factories emitting heavy smoke, and it seems that they are not particularly far from the industrial area.

   Then Xu Yun asked the coachman to stay where he was, and started to walk along the street by himself.

  He first came to an old man basking in the sun, bent down, and asked:

   "Mr., can I ask you about someone?"

  The old man raised his wrinkled forehead and glanced at him, tightened his smelly clothes, and said nothing.

  Xu Yun pondered for a moment, and took out a piece of bread from breakfast:

   "Mister, this one"

  The voice did not fall.

  The old man grabbed the bread and said to him with glowing eyes:

   "Sir, just ask whoever you want, no one around here is more familiar with this place than me!"

  The second half of Xu Yun's words got stuck in his throat:

   Then he took a deep breath and asked the old man:

   "Grandpa, is there a family from Germany living on the street?"

   "They should have six to seven people, and the age of the couple should be around thirty or forty, but it may look closer to fifty"

"German?"

  The old man thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and said:

   "I see, you are talking about the Heinrich family, right?"

   As he spoke, he pointed forward and continued:

   "They just moved last week. They should be living at No. 28 now. Go straight to the end, and then you will arrive at the corner."

  Xu Yun nodded towards him:

   "Thank you, old sir."

   Heinrich.

  As soon as Xu Yun heard the name, he knew that the old man was talking about the person he was looking for.

   Then he bid farewell to the old man and walked along the house number.

five minutes later.

  He stopped at a narrow staircase.

  The width of the stairway is only about one meter. There is a rusty mailbox hanging at the entrance, and a metal bucket is placed below it.

   If you don't pay attention carefully, it is easy to ignore this place.

  Xu Yun straightened his collar at the entrance, put down his cuffs, and walked upstairs.

  The wooden stairs were a bit unsteady to walk on, and the sound creaked, as if they might collapse at any time.

   Fortunately, Xu Yun is not an ear root, so although the process was a bit depressing, he finally reached the second floor.

   Come to the second floor.

  Xu Yun didn't rush to knock on the door, but leaned sideways to listen to the movement in the house.

   At this time, some noises can be heard in the house, and it seems that someone should be at home.

  See this scenario.

  Xu Yun straightened his expression, stretched out his hand, and knocked on the door.

   After a while.

  A childish voice came from inside the room:

   "Who is it?"

  Xu Yun cleared his throat and said kindly:

   "Hi, I'm here to see Mr. Carl."

  The people in the house quickly said:

   "Sorry, sir, I'm not home."

  Xu Yun was taken aback for a moment, then asked again:

   "And what about Ms. Jenny? Is she there?"

   "Ma Ma is not at home, she and Pa Pa went to the landlord to discuss the rent."

  Xu Yun was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

   "You're Jenny, right?"

"Eh?"

  The voice in the room suddenly became louder.

   A few seconds passed.

  As soon as the door opened, a five or six-year-old girl popped out from the room:

   "Sir, how do you know my name?"

  Xu Yun smiled slightly at her and said:

   "Mr. Carl told me this. He said he has a very lovely daughter named Jenny."

"oops"

  The little girl hurriedly opened all the doors, rubbed her hands a little awkwardly, and apologized:

   "Sorry sir, I didn't know you were father's guest."

  Xu Yun waved his hands indifferently, his gaze stayed on the little girl's patched clothes for a few seconds, and he sighed softly.

  Then the little girl glanced at the clock in the room, and said to Xu Yun:

   "Sir, Ma Ma and Papa should be going home soon, do you want to come in and wait for a while?"

  Xu Yun pondered for a moment.

   Finally shook his head.

  The identity of the owner of this room is still a little sensitive. Since the other party is not at home, it means that it is God's will, and it is fine not to meet.

  Think here.

  He took out two letters from his body, handed them to the little girl, and said:

   "Jenny, when Mr. Carl comes back, please give him these two letters."

   "Just say it was given to you by a friend from the East, okay?"

  The little girl took the two letters, curiously flipped through them a few times, and asked:

   "Sir, what is written in the letter?"

  Xu Yun touched her head with a smile, and replied:

   "It's just something I want to say to Mr. Carl, but you must not open it secretly, understand?"

  The little girl nodded heavily, with an expression of 'Don't worry':

   "Jenny is very obedient and never messes with things!"

  Xu Yun couldn't help pinching her little face when he heard the words, stood up and was about to leave here:

   "Okay, Jenny, I'm leaving. Be careful at home. Goodbye."

   But within a few steps, Jenny behind him stopped him:

   "By the way, sir, do you have anything to say to Haki?"

  Xu Yun originally wanted to say that everything was written in the letter, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said:

   "Please tell Mr. Carl, even after hundreds of years, the fire will not go out."

   "Please trust TheInternationale"

   "shall be the human race."

  After leaving the hut.

  Xu Yun raised his head and glanced at the sky, exhaled a foul breath, feeling a little complicated.

  I hope that the two things I left behind can help that gentleman solve some troubles.

  In addition to some things Xu Yun wanted to express in that letter, there were also some business plans that would not too much infringe on workers' rights.

If everything goes well.

  Another Friedrich's Omen Textile Factory should be able to get good benefits, thus providing more powerful support for Mr. Karl.

   No matter how bad it is.

  The £300 Lloyds Bank check I left in another letter can also help somewhat.

At least

   Let that gentleman no longer have to worry about rent and stomach.

   Those who hold salaries for everyone should not let them freeze to death in the wind and snow.

   Those who control the water for the common people must not make them drown in the lake or sea.

  He who makes the way for freedom, let not let him be caught in thorns.

  Those who make their lives for the living and the people must not let them die silently.

  Go back to the carriage.

  Xu Yun calmed down, and said to the coachman:

   "Master, now leave for University College London, try to hurry up."

"okay!"

  The coachman quickly took a few puffs of his pipe, and when he was done, he buckled the head of the pipe towards the shaft, and swiftly waved his whip:

   "Drive!"

  Generally.

  In terms of education, a country usually has a university directly named after the capital.

   For example, University of Washington, Yenching University, University of Paris, etc.

   But the UK is different.

  University of London does not refer to a certain university in the UK, but a university administrative system established by more than a dozen universities.

  The official name is called 'public university federation'.

  A university that can really represent the traditional concept of "University of London", a university that sounds a bit awkward and even low:

  University College London.

  This university was founded in 1826, and its global comprehensive ranking in later generations is between 10-20, and its ranking is right according to its definition.

  When Xu Yun came to the gate of University College London, it was the end of Sunday morning service, and many students had just returned to campus.

   Then Xu Yun asked the coachman to wait outside the campus, and walked into University College London alone.

  Compared with Cambridge University's sophisticated policy, UCL, which has just been established for only 24 years, is undoubtedly closer to the perception of universities in later generations:

  This year, UCL recruited as many as 1,800 new students, and the number of undergraduates and postgraduates in the school has exceeded 7,000.

  Wait until 1880, it will become the first university in human history with more than 10,000 students.

Of course.

  Based on the population and education popularity of the UK today, it is actually quite difficult for a university to have more than 7,000 students.

  Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment of the University College London, a show operation was carried out:

   Allow school-choice students to apply for the exam.

  School selection clearly refers to students who are "below the minimum admission score but have a strong desire to learn". In fact, everyone understands that this kind of student source is just two words:

   Buy points.

   And how outrageous is UCL's school choice?

   Its enrollment line in 1844 was 364 points, and the minimum score for school-choice students was 66 (only data from 1844 was found)

  So compared with the learning atmosphere of Cambridge University, the situation in University College London is much more complicated.

   It is even quite close to the settings of some Japanese comics, such as certain noble groups, school bullying and so on.

   This situation lasted until 2004, when it was banned by University College London in the name of sophisticated cultivation.

   Just like a certain treasure used to run rampant with fake products, and Xiao Ma once pretended to be a girl to chat, even top universities have a lot of black history

Of course.

  Although the number of students at University College London is uneven, the environment on campus is still very pleasant.

  It is located in the urban area of ​​London and was prepared by the British government, so the architectural style has a strong royal atmosphere.

   It looks more like a garden than a university.

  Xu Yun walked and asked questions all the way, and it took almost half an hour before he found his destination:

  University College London Department of Medicine.

  The Faculty of Medicine of University College London is one of the largest medical schools in the UK, and later generations will only enroll more than 300 undergraduates a year.

   By the way.

  Its six-year undergraduate course is a good place to treat excess hair.

  Back then, Xu Yun met a buddy who was admitted to the University College London School of Medicine. He originally had Fei Xiang's hair, but six years later he directly became Chen Peisi.

  The main building of the Faculty of Medicine at University College London is a three-storey building these days, covering an area of ​​about two acres of land.

  The gate face is a grand gate supported by seven or eight pillars, and inside is a small courtyard and walkway with many entrances.

   Among them, the last few entrances are student dormitories and classrooms, and the first few entrances have the functions of school medical clinics.

  So when Xu Yun walked into it, many students were queuing up to see a doctor.

  Xu Yun glanced at the form of the on-duty personnel, and quickly locked on one of the names:

  Joseph Lister.

   Then he went upstairs according to the prompt.

   After turning around and turning eight times, he soon came to a room that was a bit deserted.

  The school doctor's clinic these days does not need to be registered, nor does it require outpatient fees. The doctor's commission comes entirely from the medicines prescribed.

   After coming out of the room.

  Xu Yun first glanced in from the door, then curled his index finger and knocked on the door:

   "Hello, is anyone there?"

  At this time, a young man in his early twenties was sitting in the room. This man had three-dimensional features and sharp brows, somewhat similar to the actor who played Geely Khan in the first part of "Detective Di Renjie".

  In addition, his cheeks are a little bulging, which is somewhat similar to the character set of a female anchor named Annie in later generations.

  However, the female anchor's cheeks were deliberately propped up with quail eggs, and this man was born with it.

  After hearing Xu Yun's knock on the door.

  The man raised his head from the table, made a gesture of invitation, and said:

   "Hello, please come in."

  Xu Yun nodded to him and walked quickly into the house.

  The common medical disinfectants in later generations were not officially invented until World War I, so the potassium hypochlorite solution invented by Lavoisier's good friend Berthollet, also known as Guavier water, is still used in hospitals today.

   This solution is made of chlorine gas through potassium carbonate solution, and the taste is more pungent than the 84 disinfectant of later generations.

   Some even get dizzy from the smell.

correct.

   Speaking of medical disinfectant, here is another little knowledge by the way.

  Many people think that the 84 disinfectant of later generations in China is the abbreviation of 'pasteurization', but in fact it is an out-and-out Chinese product:

  In 1984, Yanjing First Infectious Disease Hospital developed a disinfectant that could quickly kill various hepatitis viruses.

   Later, it was appraised by experts organized by the Yanjing Municipal Health Bureau and awarded the second prize for application achievements. It was named "84" Hepatitis Disinfectant, and later changed its name to "84 Disinfectant".

   Chemically speaking.

  The essence of this thing is actually sodium hypochlorite. It is not a particularly mysterious thing, but it is indeed a product made by ourselves.

  Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, Type 59 main battle tank, Type 67 happy stick, Type 84 disinfectant.

  These four are artifacts after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

  The line of sight returns to reality.

   After Xu Yun takes his seat.

  The young doctor first looked at Xu Yun a few times, then offered his hand and said:

   "Hello, I am Joseph Lister, the surgeon on duty in the Department of Medicine."

  Xu Yunjian said he also shook hands with him, and introduced himself:

   "Mr. Liszt, I am Luo Feng, from the East."

   Liszt didn't seem to be interested in Xu Yun's nationality, so he let go of his hand and said:

   "Alright, Mr. Luo Feng, please take off your pants."

  Seeing that the other party spoke such tiger-wolf words, Xu Yun's first reaction was to tighten his neckline:

   "Mr. Liszt, I am a decent person! If you want, I can introduce you to a friend named Qiu Sheng"

   Liszt blinked blankly:

   "Mr. Luo Feng, what are you talking about? Aren't you here for a urological examination?"

  As soon as Liszt said this, it was Xu Yunfa's turn to be stupid:

"Clam?"

  Looking at Xu Yun as if he really didn't understand the situation, Liszt frowned suddenly, pointed to the door and said:

   "The Department of Medicine now has five surgical departments, namely general surgery, orthopedics, urology, cardiothoracic surgery, and otolaryngology."

   "Among them, I am in charge of orthopedics and urology, which are all written on the project column outside the door."

   "Mr. Luo Feng, your actions are normal and your limbs are sound. Isn't the only thing you need to see is the urology department?"

  Xu Yun:

   Reasonable and convincing.

   Speaking of which, Liszt waved his hand again, with the expression of someone who came here:

   "Mr. Luo Feng, I have seen a lot of patients like you, so there is no need to have too much psychological pressure."

   "Your friend Qiu Sheng is fine if he wants to see a doctor, the second one is half price"

   Seeing that the other party wanted to attack, Xu Yun quickly stood up and stopped him:

   "That... wait a moment, Mr. Lister, I am not looking for you to see a doctor, but I want to talk to you about other things!"

"other things?"

   Liszt was taken aback for a moment, with a slightly displeased expression on his face. After all, he would have no income if he didn't prescribe medicine:

   "Mr. Luo Feng, we are a formal and advanced medical center here, we will not gossip about other things except medical methods"

   "I can pay for consultation, five pence an hour."

   ". However, providing counseling services for patients can also be regarded as a kind of psychological counseling. Mr. Luo Feng, you can ask as long as you want, the doctor is kind."

  Looking at the face-changing Liszt in the Sichuan Opera, Xu Yun couldn't help but smile in his heart, and didn't care too much.

   Then he took out a few pieces of letter paper from his body, flattened them and put them in front of Liszt, saying:

   "Mr. Lister, take a look at this."

  Liszt took the letter with some hesitation, looked up at Xu Yun, and looked down.

   Just started.

   Liszt's expression was a little casual.

   But not for long.

  His expression became serious, and finally he was completely immersed in reading.

  Time passed minute by minute.

   Liszt also saw the second and third from the first.

   About ten minutes passed.

   Liszt turned over the fifth piece of letter paper in his hand, suddenly his expression froze, and he looked up at Xu Yun:

   "Mr. Luo Feng, why is there only half of it? What about the back?"

  Xu Yun smiled slightly at him, showing a row of clean teeth:

   "It's broken. Hey, don't hold a knife, be careful! Then he is a scalpel!"

ten minutes later.

   Liszt and Xu Yun sat opposite each other again.

   "Speak, Mr. Luo Feng."

   Liszt pointed to the letter paper with his index finger, and asked Xu Yun:

   "What do I have to do to get the second half of the content?"

  Xu Yun glanced at the scalpel next to Liszt calmly, motioned him to come closer, and whispered:

   "You do this first. That and then."

   Half an hour later.

  Xu Yun proudly took seven pennies and lifted his trousers.

   walked out of the room with a satisfied face.

   "You're done."

  He returned the same way, found the coachman, and prepared to return to the hotel to meet Lao Tang.

  Next, it's time to consider new things for Gewushe.

   then

   Show off another wave of skills.

Um?

  Why does this sentence seem a little weird?

Note:

Recently, I don't know what my biological clock is like. Ten thousand words a day will not be less, but the update time is random. I go to sleep at 5 am and wake up at 5 pm. , so don't say I'm not updating on time

   In addition, I would like to ask the almighty book friend, why is the computer webpage automatically refreshed every ten minutes? It should not be a problem with F5.

   Ask for a guaranteed monthly pass! !

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