sbdcsierra Chapter 1898 Tsinghua and Peking Universities
Chapter 1898 Tsinghua and Peking Universities
Chapter 1898 Tsinghua and Peking Universities
Just then, the waiter came over with a tray.
"The roast duck is here!"
A dark red roast duck was served, its skin glossy and its aroma enticing.
Everyone's attention immediately shifted from the soy milk.
The duck carver pushed his cart over, his knife skills deft and precise. The duck skin was sliced thinly, glistening with a layer of fat, and neatly arranged on a plate.
"Wow—" The twins' eyes widened in astonishment.
"Don't move yet, let the master finish cutting." Ye Huimei held down her two sons.
As the duck carver sliced the duck, he explained, "This is Quanjude's signature hanging oven roasted duck, made with Beijing-style stuffed ducks and roasted with jujube wood..."
No one listened to his explanation; they were all staring at the ever-filling plate of duck meat, swallowing their saliva.
The lotus leaf buns were warm, stacked in a small steamer. Sweet bean sauce, shredded scallions, and cucumber strips were neatly arranged in small dishes.
"That's enough, everyone, please enjoy." After slicing the last piece, the chef pushed the cart away.
As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight pairs of chopsticks reached for the plate at the same time.
Father Ye picked up a piece of duck skin and put it directly into his mouth.
"Hmm..." He squinted and nodded repeatedly, "This is good! This is really good!"
Mother Ye was imitating the way the people at the next table were wrapping duck meat in lotus leaf pancakes.
She spread out a pancake, put in two slices of duck meat, dipped them in sweet bean sauce, added shredded scallions and cucumber strips, clumsily rolled it up, took a bite, and her eyes lit up.
"Delicious! This tastes so good!"
Ye Chenghu and Ye Chengyang had long since stopped caring about how to wrap the duck; they simply picked up the duck meat, dipped it in sauce, and stuffed it into their mouths.
The children all eagerly reached for their chopsticks, creating a joyful atmosphere.
Pei You said, "This is ten thousand times tastier than douzhi (fermented mung bean juice)."
Pei Zuo nodded, "Ten thousand and one times."
Ye Chenghu chuckled as he recalled his "feat," "You should thank me. If I hadn't tasted the fermented bean juice first, would you have known that roast duck is so delicious?"
"Pah, my cousin is really bad," the twins said in unison.
"This is called 'beauty comes from contrast,'" Ye Chenghu said emphatically. "Without contrast, how can the deliciousness of Peking duck be highlighted?"
The roast ducks we ordered arrived one after another, and everyone ate to their hearts' content, their mouths greasy with oil.
Stepping out of the shop, it was already late at night. The streets were brightly lit, and bicycles jingled.
Mr. Ye patted his round belly and said with emotion, "This day was worth it. We watched the flag-raising ceremony, took a group photo in front of Tiananmen Square, visited the Forbidden City, ate Peking duck, and even drank Beijing-style douzhi (fermented mung bean juice)."
Mother Ye chimed in, "You shouldn't drink the soy milk, but you can eat more roast duck."
"Yes!" the younger generation echoed in unison.
"It doesn't matter. When I go back, I can still tell my fellow villagers how awful douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) is. You can't describe the taste until you've tried it."
Ye Yaodong said with a smile, "Then we shouldn't have given it to the waiter just now. We should have taken it back to the hotel for you to enjoy slowly tonight."
"No, one bite is enough."
Laughter drifted through the streets at night.
Ye Yaodong: "The group photo should have arrived by now. Go back and take a look."
Lin Xiuqing: "The tour guide said we'll go to the Great Wall tomorrow. When we get back in the evening, we'll soak our feet and get a good night's rest. We'll probably walk more each day than we did today."
Ye's father: "The locals really know how to walk..."
Ye Yaodong: "It's not that locals can walk there, it's that Beijing has many tourist attractions..."
Over the next few days, the family followed the travel agency's arrangements, sightseeing in Beijing in a whirlwind manner and thoroughly experiencing what special forces-style tourism is all about.
They visited the Great Wall, the Summer Palace, Shichahai, the Temple of Heaven, Yonghe Temple, Tsinghua University, Peking University, and other places, taking photos everywhere they went.
Upon arriving at the entrance of Tsinghua University, each of the younger students wanted to have their own photo taken.
Ye Xiaoxi teased the twins, "We can all be filmed, but let's forget about the 'Passing Brothers'?"
"Who do you think you are! Getting 60 points won't stop me from going in later!"
"Exactly, I'll go back and still brag that I got into Tsinghua or Peking University!"
Ye Yaodong looked at them with a smile, "Work hard, and if you really pass the exam, I'll go back to the village and throw a three-day, three-night feast for the whole village, young and old."
Ye Chengyang pushed up his glasses and said, "Dad, I heard that it's easier to get a local household registration. If you help us get registered in Beijing, our 1% chance will increase to 50%!"
Ye Yaodong had indeed thought about it, but obtaining residency was not an easy thing. It wasn't as simple as just buying a house to get residency. After all, this was the capital city, and the requirements were very strict.
Without a high level of education, a work unit to accept you, or family members accompanying you while you are in the military, it is basically impossible to settle down in Beijing.
Moreover, the college entrance examination policy at that time had very strict requirements for household registration verification, and candidates had to return to their place of household registration to take the exam.
At most, they can study in Beijing as temporary students, but they still need to return to their original place of residence to take the college entrance examination.
However, after Ye Yaodong arrived in Beijing, he stood at the entrance of Tsinghua University and began to make his move, which coincided with Ye Chengyang's thoughts.
If you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University, of course you should go to Tsinghua or Peking University!
He thought of the old man from Beijing whom he had saved a few years ago, wondering if there was any way to get his child registered in a county near Beijing.
Zeng Weimin was transferred back to Beijing a few years ago, and he still has the home phone number that the other party originally left him.
It felt a bit abrupt and presumptuous of him to suddenly call and come to his door; he's a bit shy.
However, since he has already come to the capital, perhaps he could take a day to pay a visit?
They still have two days before they leave Beijing, and if it's feasible, he could come back again.
Everyone was taking turns taking photos, while Ye Yaodong was deep in thought.
Ye Chengyang continued, "Dad? Have you come up with an idea yet?"
"Let me think about it."
He was instantly delighted. "What a great idea!"
"There might be a tiny, albeit small, glimmer of hope, but don't get your hopes up. It might not work, and you might be too late. You'll be a senior in high school next semester. Your sister might have a slight chance."
He was slightly disappointed, but then smiled and said, "It's okay. It would be good if Xiao Jiu had the chance to go. It depends on your ability, Dad. As for me, it doesn't matter. Shanghai is fine too. But if I have a Beijing hukou, I can't get into Tsinghua or Peking University, and the score requirements for other universities are too low."
"That's not necessarily true. The textbooks in Beijing are different from those in Shanghai."
"We'll see how it goes when we get a permanent residency permit. If we have the chance to come six months in advance, we can keep practicing and cram at the last minute."
"Then see for yourself."
"It's not for me to see, it's for you to see, Dad." Ye Chengyang casually put his arm around his shoulder and patted him twice.
Ye Yaodong glared at him. This kid has grown up very fast in the past year. He's already taller than Ye Chenghu and almost as tall as him.
"Dad, do you have any ideas? Tell me, and I'll give you some advice."
"We'll talk about it when we get back. Let's have fun today."
Ye Xiaoxi was taking photos with a bright smile. She waved to Ye Chengyang and said, "Second Brother, come on over! We're taking a group photo, and you're the only one missing. Hurry up!"
Ye Chengyang immediately ran over.
P.S.: I hastily made this one early this morning to fill in the gap.
After the children took a group photo, they took a large group photo together.
P.S.: I'm too sleepy, I'll update the next chapter tomorrow during the day.
(End of this chapter)