African Entrepreneurship Record

District 23, dormitory 013

While Li Ge and Ander were observing East Africa, the accompanying team of doctors were also busy. What they saw and heard in Dar es Salaam today was really an eye-opener for them.

Li Ji spread the mattress and said, "The court did not lie to us. This so-called East African kingdom is indeed not bad as they said. It has the same houses and traffic as Tao Yuanming said, especially the urban construction. It’s eye-opening and quite comforting.”

"No, no! Brother An, it seems to me that most of the people in this East African kingdom are uncivilized people, dressed in strange clothes. I wonder if you have noticed during the day that there are many Chinese in the streets and alleys, and even their braids have been cut off. He has lost his hair and has short hair of less than an inch. He is just like a monk. Aren't you afraid of going to hell and being ashamed of your ancestors?"

"Yuan Ye! I'm not telling you, this is not the Far East, but an overseas country, a land of Western barbarians. The race of people is very different from that of our dynasty. It's also because we have less experience and don't know what the people overseas look like. Today I can count I have seen that, as the rumors say, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a shape like a Rakshasa, and with a dark body, the ancient Kunlun slaves were also like me as Chinese as you said, but they may not be from the Central Plains! We are in the Straits of Malacca and Annan has also seen many barbarians with similar looks."

"Brother An, I am determined not to be wrong. Although this German speaks bird language, today I happened to hear two people talking by the roadside at the end of the queue. They spoke Chinese, and they spoke Northern dialect. I A person from Daming Mansion will not listen to this!"

"Two worthy brothers, I may know the reason for this." A person on the side suddenly said: "You also know that I am from Jinan Prefecture. Although I rarely go outside Jinan City, I visit it every once in a while. It was time to go to the countryside for free clinics. It happened to be a coincidence that one time when I was in the countryside, I happened to meet someone preaching about overseas paradise in the village where I had free clinics. Many people were deceived by him. At that time, I just thought he was a liar. Now here I am. East Africa, I suddenly realized that the man was dressed exactly like many residents of Darshan today. It turns out that this so-called "overseas paradise" refers to the Kingdom of East Africa, and this is where those people went!"

Yuan Ye: "So, those people are also my atomic citizens!"

"Inseparable, I think many people in this East African Kingdom are probably my Chinese people who have moved overseas."

Yuan Ye: "If I, a Chinese people, still shave my hair, change clothes, and imitate foreigners, it's simply... it's simply..."

"Brother Zhengmu (Yuan Ye), don't be too demanding. Maybe it was forced by the barbarians. After all, it is their territory. Although the barbarians are not educated, they have their own rules. Maybe they just don't like the braids of the Celestial Dynasty!"

Yuan Ye: "That can't be done... Hey! Your body, hair and skin are all the fault of your parents. It's a sin, it's a sin!"

Li Ji: "Yuan Ye, I have to say a few words. Although the Western Yi are not good in every way, they should still have some advantages. For example, these amazing skills are much more advanced than us, and over the years, they have In fact, everyone knows very well that the situation of the country is worrying! There are chaos in the front, and bandits are rising in the back. Externally, there are also Western countries from the sea that invade the country from time to time. Natural disasters are more frequent, with droughts and floods. It is hard to say that the people can't live in peace. It’s too much.”

Yuan Ye: "Brother An Ren, I admit that the Celestial Empire is in some difficulties now, but natural and man-made disasters must pass. Now the imperial court is rebuilding its military base, the civil strife has subsided, and it is just around the corner to defend against foreign countries outside the country's borders."

Li Ji: "That's true, but how long do you mean it's just around the corner? The imperial court can afford to wait, but ordinary people can't afford to wait. If they can't have food for a few days, they won't be able to survive. Faced with the dilemma of survival, they won't What matters about ethics and integrity? What matters is survival first. Not to mention solving most of the problems for them in this East African kingdom, as long as they give them food, I am afraid there will be many people who are willing to go to pieces."

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. As long as everyone has an idea of ​​how the country is doing, my Chinese spirit is indomitable and self-improving. I believe that one day the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties will be restored."

"Well said!" said the other three people in the dormitory.

Dong-dong-dong...a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Someone is coming! I'll open the door."

Li Ji opened the door and saw a young man standing in front of the door. He was an employee of the East African Immigration Agency.

"It's time for dinner, everyone! I'm taking you to the cafeteria to eat."

"Oh, thank you little brother, we will come over right now, wait a moment." Li Ji said politely.

The four people put down their work and followed the young man to the public cafeteria of the Immigration Department.

On the way, Li Ji began to ask the Immigration Department employee: "Little brother, I don't know what to call him."

"My German name is Hans Zhou, and my Chinese name is Zhou Mo."

Li Ji: "Brother Zhou Mo, how come you have a foreign name!"

Hans Zhou: "What foreigner? I am a German now."

Li Ji: "Okay, German, then how did you come to the East African Kingdom? How did you become a German? Judging from your accent, you should have been from Henan and Shandong!"

Hans Zhou: "My hometown is indeed from Shandong, but when I finally immigrated to East Africa, I naturally became German."

Li Ji: "Uh... I want to say that there is no threshold for becoming a German? They won't look down on you, right?"

Hans Zhou: "What threshold! When I came to East Africa, I automatically became a German! As for discrimination, why? We in the East African Kingdom believe in equality for everyone and don't do that."

Black man: "★※ァ(○Д○)"

Li Ji: "Then, are there really no differences due to living habits?"

Hans Zhou: "We all come from poor backgrounds, so how can we have the energy to think about these things? Thanks to the great kindness of His Majesty Constantine and Crown Prince Ernst, we have a way to survive in East Africa. Naturally, we have unity, friendship, and closeness." Like a family.”

It was really like a family. For example, Hans Zhou's wife was a Slavic girl. Hans Zhou said this with full confidence.

Hans Zhou asked: "By the way, uncle, you are also from the Far East, right? What do you do?"

Li Ji: "We are doctors from the Far East."

Hans Zhou: "It turns out you are a doctor! No wonder the supervisor said to be polite to you. I see, so I said you are not ordinary immigrants."

Li Ji quickly explained: "We are not immigrants, we are sent by the Far East government to support the East African Kingdom."

Hans Zhou: "It's all the same, all the same. Our East African kingdom respects doctors and teachers very much, especially doctors, who are very rare in East Africa."

Li Ji: "Oh! Do you have very few doctors in the East African Kingdom? I was in the capital, but I know that Western countries also have their own doctors. They seem to be called Western medicine, and they are especially good at surgery."

Hans Zhou: "I have never seen or heard of Western medicine. We in East Africa only have the title of doctor. But I heard that military doctors in the army are good at surgery, but they only know simple things like disinfection and bandaging." Operation."

After saying this, Li Ji became interested: "Then what is the difference between your doctors here and doctors in the Far East?"

Hans Zhou: "There doesn't seem to be much difference. The doctors in Dar es Salaam City Hospital are also immigrants from the Far East. They also make medicine and prescribe prescriptions."

It turned out that they were colleagues from the motherland, which made Li Ji a little disappointed: "Then there is no real Western medicine?"

Hans Zhou: "The so-called Western medicine you are talking about doesn't mean the white doctors from Europe!"

Li Ji: "It should be, no, it's a white doctor."

Hans Zhou: "I have never seen this kind of doctor, but I heard that the doctor in the palace should be what you call Western medicine."

Li Ji: "Is this the imperial physician of the East African Kingdom?"

Hans Zhou: "I don't know. I just heard about it. After all, I have only been to Dar es Salaam Hospital."

Li Ji: "Does hospital mean medical center?"

Hans Zhou: "The hospital is where doctors stay. It is much larger than the Far Eastern Medical Center. It has three floors and hundreds of rooms."

Hundreds of houses! Li Ji and others were a little surprised. How big should it be? I'm afraid only the Imperial Hospital in the Forbidden City can compare! But there was no room for Li Ji to think too much, because the canteen had already arrived.

There are a total of four canteens at the immigration transition point, the smallest of which is the staff canteen of the Immigration Department.

Entering the door is the lobby. There are hundreds of dining tables in the lobby, divided into three rows. In order to provide catering services to the assistance group, the dining time has been specially set aside with the employees. Now that the sky is dark, everyone in the assistance group is already hungry.

"Everyone should line up first, then receive tableware, and then choose dishes and staple food..." the staff arranged.

However, there was one person who had already started to pack food. It was none other than the translator of the East African Embassy’s Ration Assistance Mission, Aryan.

After all, Aryan is a student at Hechingen School and has been eating in the cafeteria for several months, so he is very familiar with the process.

Aryan: "Hey, can I choose my own meal? I thought it was allocated directly!"

"It was allocated in the beginning, but now the conditions are better! So there are more types of food."

Aryan: "So that's it. Then give me two pieces of bread and a portion of shredded pork with green pepper. What's that soup over there?"

"Tomato and onion beef soup."

"Italian way?"

"You guessed it right. A new Italian chef came here a few days ago, and he made this soup."

"Haha, I have seen it in Trieste, but I have never eaten it. Get me a small bowl."

"okay!"

After Aryan chose the dishes, he sat down at the table to enjoy the dinner with the food tray. After doing this, he also showed the food to the people in the assistance group, and they all took the trays and started to prepare rice.

Li Ge: "The food eaten by ordinary people in this East African kingdom is really good! There are many kinds of food, and there is meat."

Ander: "Yes! I think back then, when I was studying, not only my family was living in poverty, but I only had two pickles and a bowl of millet porridge. I could only eat two eggs occasionally during the holidays. Later, when I was admitted as a scholar, my family's conditions began to change. Improvement, wait until the time comes for people to have the opportunity to enjoy it.”

Li Ge: "Oh, who can say otherwise? Only by enduring hardship can one become a master."

In front of the table in the corner.

Li Ji said to the three roommates: "The food in this East African Kingdom is really good! I think I have a high income in the Far East, but I don't dare to be so lavish on food. I am usually diligent and thrifty, and ordinary people in this East African Kingdom You can eat big fish and meat.”

Doctors have always had a high income, that's why Li Ji said this. However, Li Ji's financial situation does not allow him to feast on fish and meat every day. At most, he can add some lard and star seeds for seasoning.

Of course, the living standards of East Africans are not that exaggerated, but because of the special nature of the aid mission, there are such rich meals and medical talents, so naturally the treatment is different.

As for why Aryan, a foodie, didn't notice it, it was all because of his life experience. During their school days in Hechingen, Ernst would not treat them badly with food. It was just that the school in Hechingen was modeled after the school in Hechingen. To maintain discipline, students are generally not allowed to choose their own food. They eat whatever they want to eat today, but the food is a combination of meat and vegetables and is nutritious.

Later, as soon as Aryan graduated, he was sent to work at the East African embassy in the Far East because of his excellent grades. The food at the East African embassy was absolutely first-class. The diplomats were already officials, so the treatment was naturally the same.