Chapter 265

Before dawn, Shi Wuwei had already chopped the firewood, boiled the water, kneaded the flour, steamed the pot, brushed several empty pickle jars, washed and cut all the leaves of the radish he dug up last night, smeared them with salt, and put them aside to kill the water, so that when he came back in the afternoon, the leaves of the radish could be mixed with the flour and made pancakes, which would be the meal for all of us tomorrow.

After all these were done, he hurriedly washed his head, face, hands and feet with the hot water that came out of the boiling pot, and also wiped his hair with water, so that it would not be stained with dust when he was chopping wood just now.

After all this was done, he came out of the kitchen and stood in the dark corridor to put on his clothes.

He wore a gray plaid shirt that Dai Yuchan had ironed for him, a pair of breeches, a yellow bow tie, and a pair of wool socks.

Matching this set was a pair of lambskin boots.

He wore them with care and attention, much more careful than when he was cooking.

This set wasn’t matched by him, but Dai Yu Cicada matched it for him.

The clothes weren’t his either, they were said to belong to Dai Yucan’s former father. Some of the clothes her father left behind were given to Su Chunjun, and the rest Su Chunjun couldn’t wear, so now he turned them over and altered them for him to wear.

Zhang Ma has been chattering, said it is thanks to her to bring these rags over, broken family worth ten thousand, can not be too much trouble, when you need to use can not be found more anxious, now this is not just right, is not it?

He thanked Dai Yuchan, and then thanked Zhang Ma.

There was no mirror in the dark corridor, and he didn’t know what he looked like in it.

However, in the words of Prof. Dai, he is much more advanced now.

He used to know that women’s clothes have a lot of looks, and young girls need to wear red clothes if they want to look good, the redder the better. Men’s clothing is not the same thing.

But I don’t know when, he got the hang of it. He knows that the men’s clothes also have a lot to say, really pay attention to it is not less than the women’s, and because men can not be like a woman like flaunting, so they are in the small details to pay attention to, which can appear to be a talent to.

Su Chunjun said it was all his credit, he felt that it is not it, on Su Chunjun that tart look, where he will learn from him?

This is all because of the little cicadas teach him.

Ever since he met Cicada, he has felt that the sky is bright, the wind is soft, the flowers are colorful, men and women, all have a different meaning.

Not to mention that the clothes were ironed by Little Cicada for him, and Little Cicada had even taught him how to wear them.

Shi Wuwei happily put on his clothes and walked out, just to see Professor Dai already hitching up his coat and waiting for him.

Professor Dai pointed to a hat on the sofa and said, “Don’t forget your hat.”

Shi Wuwei picked up the duck-tongued hat and fastened it on his head; it was said that all Englishmen went out with hats, so he had to wear one too.

Prof. Dai wore a jazz hat, quite formal.

Outside, the sky is numb and bright. Professor Day took out his gold pocket watch and glanced at it, hooked his finger at him and said: ”Hurry up, we still have to go and get the principal’s car out. Let’s walk faster, get on the road earlier, and encounter fewer teams of gendarmes.”

Shi Wuwei took a deep breath and followed behind Professor Dai, stepping out into the night.

He had opened his eyes in these few days.

Driving into the principal’s automobile, they scurried up the street in a puff of smoke.

The car was originally before and after the left and right are hanging a small Japanese flag, Professor on behalf of the front of the two sides replaced the British rice flag, the license plate removed, replaced by the British flag made of the license plate – this is on behalf of the professor took him to do, the painting on it is to take the paint painting, the number is written in the United Kingdom, a postal district number.

Professor Dai said he was bullying the gendarmes patrolling outside not to understand, that is, when they bumped into the Japanese, that Japanese may not understand.

Prof. Die: “When we leave the school, you and I will speak English.”

Why do we have to speak English?

Because Prof. Die is leading him to cheat people!

They pretend to be English to deceive people!

It’s still the English who are cheating!

On the first day, Prof. Acting told him a story from the past.

Professor Dai said, when he studied abroad, he actually relied on a fake ID and a real letter to get enrolled.

At that time, the Qing Dynasty was still in existence, and Chinese silver and gold worked well all over the world. Because it was very popular in the city at that time for rich people to send their children to study abroad, and the Qing government also sent officials to study abroad, his young proprietor, that is, the young proprietor of the oil mill, probably thought that this was a shortcut to heaven, so he looked for a British buyer to open the way for him with silver and gold, and wanted to send him to study abroad.

The young proprietor didn’t tell him, but when the ship’s ticket arrived, the young proprietor pretended to say that he was going to buy goods, tricked him to the city, tricked him to the pier, tricked him to get on the ship, and then shoved the study abroad set into his hand, and then put a box of gold at his feet, and smiled, and said, “Yushu, go and study in a foreign country, and then come back to be a big official after you’re well educated.

The young proprietor said that he was born a slave, and even if his slavery was eliminated, he would not be able to do anything in the future. But the young proprietor found that studying abroad was very popular, many children of big officials and rich people went to study abroad, and China’s trade with foreign countries was getting more and more, so in the future, talents like these who had studied abroad would be in great demand.

The young proprietor said, you only need to go to study, to take a foreign talent back, you will be able to become a Chinese official, and then you will be able to shelter my family.

Dai Yushu was coaxed onto the boat.

Shi Wuwei was baffled.

Prof. Dai fell into reminiscence and said with nostalgia and admiration: “The young master was not wrong, the situation afterward was indeed just as he said. When I came back from my studies, I was indeed able to become an official.” But not as an official of the Qing Dynasty, but as an official of the National Government.

Although he didn’t go on to become this official, the Young Master didn’t care though.

But there was one thing that the young proprietor didn’t expect, and that was that studying abroad wasn’t as simple as that Englishman buyer had said. British schools do not accept civilians, foreigners can go to study, either with the Qing government’s identity card, or go to some fake school.

A real British school can’t be entered by holding gold. It needs identity.

Prof. Dai didn’t have an identity, he was Chinese.

But coincidentally, that Englishman, the buyer, is a crook, an extremely skillful crook, and very bold. Not only bold, he was also very credible.

He told Prof. Dai the truth while the ship was at sea.

He said, “You can’t go to an English school because you have no status. But I’m a man of business ethics, and I’m paid to do this, so I’ll help you get into your school, only you have to do what I tell you to do.

He made Prof. Day the adopted son of a man named Hedland.

This Hedland, he went to John’s Public School.

Hedland owes money to this British buyer and is willing to forge an identity in the professor’s place.

The substitute professor could use the identity of Hedland’s adopted son to attend John’s public school.

This adopted son is not his adopted son.

Prof. Die: “Adopted son, means a child born to a lover.”

Hedland was certainly an aristocrat, and although the family fortune was called his, there was no denying that this family was once privileged to be able to attend the royal family’s afternoon tea in the back garden.

–though there might have been three or four hundred people attending.

Don’t think that afternoon tea is a small table of three or five people, it could be hundreds of small tables, the number of people multiplied by a hundred times.

It was royalty, after all, and it was all about being different.

On a certain date, Hedland met a beautiful Chinese aristocratic girl when he was young, and the Chinese call this kind of woman with noble status “Gege”. Hedland met a Gege and fell in love with her. Gege gave birth to Professor Dai for him, and then Gege died. Hedland did not want his lover’s blood to be left behind, so he took him home as his adopted son and gave him a large sum of money.

This explains why Prof. Dai is English but has a yellow face, because he looks like Gege.

It also explains why Mr. Hedland sends the boy to John’s Public School, because it is the school he attended and he wants his son to receive a traditional education there as well.

Everything is perfect, except for the fact that Professor Acting needs to play the part of another person all the way through the school year.

Why does he have so much gold?

That’s because Mr. Hedland doted on the boy.

Why did Mr. Hedland, who was said to be very fond of him, never write to him or visit him?

It’s because Mr. Hedland has to worry about the sentiments of his wife and his heir’s son.

Have you ever met Mr. Hedland’s wife and his heir’s eldest son?

Prof. Day: “That of course I have not seen, for I have been living elsewhere, under the care of servants.”

He succeeded in playing this identity, and Mr. Hedland unfortunately contracted a disease and died in India during his school years, and he was not informed to go back for the funeral, and the news of the death was told to him by his classmates. During that time, Dai Yushu had to play the role of a lost child who missed out on more than just his father’s funeral and the large inheritance that might have been left to him, and he mourned his unattached father with sorrow, reaping the sympathy and comfort of many of his classmates.

Of course, Mr. Hedland had divorced his wife long after the bankruptcy, his son had long since disowned him as his father, and he had two daughters, both of whom had married young. The reason why Mr. Hedland owed the money to that buyer was precisely because he wanted to borrow money to go to India to pan for gold and make a fortune. But it was obvious that the soil and water in India were not suitable for Mr. Hedland.

Mr. Hedland had been told all this by the reputable buyer long before he got off the ship. The reason why the buyer dared to let him pretend to be Mr. Hedland’s adopted son was precisely because there would be no one to expose him. As long as he didn’t reveal himself, the scam wouldn’t be broken up.

But even so, the buyer didn’t believe that he wouldn’t be exposed.

Could a Chinese slave who had never been out of the town, with only a little English learned from the missionaries, pass himself off as an Englishman?

The buyer didn’t care whether he lived or died if he was discovered. His credibility only lasted as long as he managed to enroll in the school, and it wasn’t his responsibility to see that he survived the school; he didn’t have that much credibility.

The young proprietor, who knew absolutely nothing about foreign schools, did all he could to give what he thought was the best gift to his clever friend.

Prof. Day: “The box of gold that the young proprietor gave me helped me.”

It was a real trepidation at first, because he really didn’t know anything. But fortunately the English school wasn’t so much about learning at first, but rather a little more about socializing. Which happened to be what he was good at. Playing polo, archery, swimming, long-distance running, soccer …… and so on, some of which he was already good at, and some of which he didn’t know how to do, but only took a little time to become proficient at.

He befriended his classmates, ingratiated himself with his teachers and professors, and succeeded in playing the role of a young duchess – thanks to the words and teachings of the young master.

Prof. Dai said to Shi Wuwei, “Wuwei, you must remember that when you arrive in England, you will have to play your role as well. If you fail and are discovered and unmasked, it’s not only yourself who will be victimized, but also Little Cicada who is going with you. You must protect her, do you understand?”

Shi Wuwei tightly grasped the brim of his duck-tongued hat and discreetly nodded.

Professor Dai parked his car outside the bank, and the Indian porter rushed over and bowed to him.

“Remember, you have to learn well from me.” Professor Dai said this in English, pushed open the car door and walked down, not even glancing at the Indian porter, striding forward, and also bellowed to Shi Wuwei, who was following behind, “Hurry up, follow me.”

Shi Wuwei also climbed out of the car, he looked at the Indian porter who stood there with a bow, took a deep breath, his hand dug in his pocket, felt out a five pence, a pop, the coin flicked over at the Indian porter, the porter hurriedly reached out to pick up the coin, Shi Wuwei wanted to help him, but thought of it temporarily, so he took a step back and watched the porter pick the coin up from the ground.

Professor Dai stood on the dark stone steps in front of the bank and watched him; he tapped the ground with his cane and called out icily, “Potter.”

Shi Wuwei hurried over.

Professor Day hustled him in by tapping his ass and back with his cane.

Although they were all yellow, an Englishman came out from the back, sized up Professor Day for a few moments, and said tentatively, “Sir please ……”

As if speaking to him, or as if he didn’t even see another person in front of him, Professor Day said, “Excuse me, I need to see your superior. I am Hedland.”

Shi Wuwei was like watching a play.

It had been like this for the past few days.

Professor Dai would just say a word or two, and he would immediately be invited to an elegant little parlor, and then someone would come to see him, and then they’d start talking about strange things. Like the weather, the river was bad, the sea was bad, the room was bad, and so on.

This time was no exception, and soon a bearded man appeared, and they talked about the weather and newspapers and squash and a kind of daffodil.

Shi Wuwei memorized the name “ghost-faced daffodil”.

Then Professor Dai said that the tea leaves were moldy.

The bearded man agrees, saying that Indians are lazy.

Shi Wuwei silently memorized, he did not understand the logic here, can go back and ask Yan Yan, she must know.

Then Prof. Dai introduced him, saying that he was his nephew, born of his poor aunt, who had died, and that hateful man had gone away, leaving this poor child behind.

Poor child – Shi Wuwei silently memorized his persona.

That’s what Yan Yan said.

Acting Professor: “Potter, don’t let me teach you everything, get up and greet Mr. James.”

Shi Wuwei hurriedly stood up, he was dressed in the clothes often worn by English teenagers but looked like a silly big man, he bowed and said somewhat awkwardly, “Honorable sir, Potter greets you.”

Mr. James, the bearded man, shook his head and said, “Poor boy.”

And then was no longer interested in him.

Acting Professor, “I was going to bring him here to get some work, but now I just want to hurry up and throw him back to school.”

Mr. James asks, “How old is he?”

Prof. Day: “Seventeen? Eighteen? He’s a couple years late, but I guess that’s okay. There’s always been a tutor for him. He can at least spell his name.”

James bursts out laughing.

Acting Professor: “It cost me a fortune, and for my sake, the school agreed to let him enroll. That’s thank goodness.”

James wipes his tears with a handkerchief, “You’re such a kind uncle.”

Prof. Day: “Oh, my poor aunt has always been very kind to me, and when I was a child she read me books of poetry to put me to sleep.”

They talked about a lot of things that sounded unrelated, and ended up arguing over Churchill, the two almost knocked the roof off the room and looked on the verge of pulling guns on each other, but in the end they both sympathized with Churchill for selling out Britain and shook hands.

As they are about to leave, James asks Professor Day if he needs anything.

Prof. Day says he wants two tickets for a ship, preferably one that can leave within a month and must go straight to London, England.

Prof. Day: “Upper class, with a balcony and bathroom, at least two bedrooms, and a living room.”

James: “Oh come on, next you’ll be asking for roses to be set on the dining room table.”

Prof. Day: “You’re right, I’ll also require that foie gras and caviar be served for dinner.”

James: “Only baked potatoes.”

But in the end they talked it out, marvelously.

James asked, “What can you offer?”

Prof. Day pulls out a piece of gold: “Sin from China.”

James: “Oh, God.” He picked up the gold and put it in his pocket, justified.

He said, “A ticket on a ship, upper class, two bedrooms, a parlor, roses on the table, and foie gras and caviar for dinner. Kid, want wine?” He smiled and asked Shi Wuwei.

Professor Dai also looked at him.

Shi Wuwei opened his mouth and stammered for a moment and said, “No …… don’t bother.”

James shook his head, “What a silly boy.”

Prof. Die: “He’s smart. Also, I’ll take two tickets.”

James: “Did you just say one?”

Acting Professor pulled out another gold piece and put it on the table.

James again picks up the gold and puts it in his pocket and says, “Just a moment, I happen to have cigars from India here that I would like to give to my new friend to taste.”

He quickly went and returned, taking out a box, Professor Day didn’t even look at what was inside, held it under his armpit and left with Shi Wuwei.

Only after getting into the car did Prof. Day let Shi Wuwei open the box.

Inside were two bank identification cards.

Prof. Die: “It seems to be that we will board the ship with this certificate when the time comes.”

The bank is going to withdraw, surely the British ship will come to pick up their own staff, as long as they prove that they are the bank’s staff they can board the ship.

Prof. Die: “But it’s not that easy to board the ship. You have to be able to walk to the pier first.”

Shi Wuwei: “There’s no time written on it.”

Prof. Die: “The ID card has the date of proof.”

Shi Wuwei then noticed that the date on the identity certificate was very short, only three months, it was issued last last month, and there was only one month left before it expired.

Prof. Dai was relieved to see this, “Next, we need to pay attention to when the ship on the pier arrives.”