Traveling back to 1977

Chapter 524 Take it all

At this time, the student dormitories of Peking University were concentrated at the southernmost end of Yan Garden. They were a cluster of four- or five-story buildings with a gray color scheme, mostly built after the 60s, so they did not seem to match the classical architectural style of the entire Yan Garden.

For safety reasons, the boys' dormitories are located along the school wall, while the girls' dormitories are closer to the center of the campus.

Chen Fan walked to the intersection leading to the dormitory, turned around and looked around. There wasn't even a flower bed, so there was nowhere to sit. He found a tree to lean against, took out a cigarette and lit it.

What if we disagree? Then we can post articles on the campus literature wall first, argue it out, and once we have a lot of momentum, we can go out and cause trouble.

This habit was not changed until the 90s.

Before I could even finish my cigarette, classmates started arriving one after another.

Chen Fan wasn't wearing that flashy cashmere coat, but his ordinary attire couldn't hide his extraordinary good looks. Especially since he was skilled in both martial arts and literature, and had also practiced Taoist magic today, he hadn't had time to conceal it yet, and his charisma was on full display, attracting the attention of countless passing students.

In other words, it's not common for girls to ask for WeChat contacts right now; otherwise, they could have at least a hundred more male friends.

However, there were no girls, but quite a few boys took the initiative to greet him.

Someone asked from afar, "Hey, what department are you in?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I'm from Jiangnan University."

He wasn't making this up. He had just registered for the postgraduate entrance exam when Jiangnan University sent a message to the Yunhu Education Office, offering him admission without examination and requesting that he report to the university on time on April 16.

In his mentor's words, he himself didn't even have a higher "status" in the Jiangnan Writers Association than his mentor, so how could he dare to give the leaders an exam?!
Of course, this was a joke. A senior professor in the Chinese Department of Jiangnan University is not comparable to a deputy director of a provincial writers' association. If he wanted to, he would at least be a director or vice chairman, but he just didn't want to.

Do you really think just anyone can be Chen Fan's mentor?!

Leaving aside big names like Mao and Ba, at the very least, they should be literary figures and educators with profound knowledge of literature, like Feng Youlan and Ji Xianlin.

Such a person taking Chen Fan as a disciple will not be ridiculed for getting a bargain; on the contrary, it will be a case of a great teacher gaining a great student, a mutually beneficial relationship.

Unfortunately, Chen Fan still doesn't know who his mentor is. He asked Sister Zuo at the Education Office, but she didn't know either. He asked He Qingsheng, but he kept him in suspense, saying he would find out when he went to the school to register.

Do I even need to ask you?!
Upon hearing that he was from Jiangnan University, the students here remained as enthusiastic as ever.

Others waved and cheered, saying, "Jiangnan University is great too. It has a long history and profound cultural heritage. Its literature and journalism programs are just as good as our Chinese department. Study hard, and let's build our motherland together in the future!"

Chen Fan chuckled. It seems Peking University's arrogance is only directed at Tsinghua University.

They've always been a pair of bickering lovers.

A little while later, two girls suddenly came running towards them from the front.

The unusual movement caught Chen Fan's attention. He turned his head and looked over, a smile immediately spreading across his face.

Zhang Cuie rushed to him, her eyes shining and panting, and greeted him with a wide smile, "Master, when did you arrive?"

Liu Dan followed closely behind, jumping for joy. "Teacher Chen, you've finally arrived! Xiao'e received a telegram from Company Commander Zhang saying you were coming to the capital to see us. We've been waiting for days!"

Chen Fan chuckled, "I had some business in Shanghai and was delayed for a few days."

As more and more students returned, more and more people began to pay attention to them. Chen Fan then asked, "Is there anywhere to eat nearby? I mean, outside."

Zhang Cuie nodded immediately and pointed in the direction of the dormitory, "Go through the small south gate next to the boys' dormitory building, and there is a Long March Canteen across the road."

(The Long March canteen in the 90s)
Chen Fan glanced at her. "Heh, you've been here for about 20 days now. You seem quite familiar with things."

Zhang Cuie grinned dryly, "Hehe, it was our local classmates from the dormitory who showed us around."

Chen Fan looked at the two of them. "You're in the same dorm?"

Liu Dan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, our journalism major is also part of the Chinese literature department, and for the first two years we have to take basic and general courses together with the literature major."

Chen Fan said "Oh," and then four more girls ran over, calling out "Xiao'e, Xiao Dan," but their eyes were fixed on Chen Fan.

No need to guess, they must be her roommates.

Zhang Cuie immediately said, "My master is here, so I won't be going to eat with you later."

A girl asked curiously, "Master? What kind of master teaches you?"

Chen Fan smiled and gave a simple greeting, "Hello."

Zhang Cuie raised her small face with pride, "My master is Chen Fan..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Fan flicked her on the head.

He then turned to a few girls and said, "Hey everyone, how about we go out for a casual meal together?"

Such obvious polite words are obvious to anyone who isn't completely stupid.

Seeing Zhang Cuie clutching her head and looking miserable, several classmates covered their mouths and chuckled. They figured they could interrogate her later, so they'd let it go for now.

He then politely declined Chen Fan's invitation and left together with a smile.

Chen Fan nodded to Zhang Cuie, "Lead the way."

Zhang Cuie pouted, "Oh."

He then pulled Liu Dan forward.

Chen Fan asked from the side, "How are Yang Ju and Huang Ying?"

Liu Dan immediately said, "Yang Ju is at Tsinghua University, right next to us. Huang Ying is a bit further away, about 10 kilometers away. They are both doing very well."

After a pause, he asked, "Teacher Chen, should we call them over? They'll be so happy to know you're here."

I can call their dormitory building. Yang Ju lives nearby and knows the Changzheng canteen; she can come quickly. Huang Ying is a bit further away; she'll have to take the bus.

Chen Fan nodded. "Okay."

At this moment, Zhang Cuie whispered, "Master, four more people have come to Beijing to study at university. We can leave the others as they are. Wang Chunling from Team 7 is also at Peking University. Should we call her?"

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? What's her major?"

Aside from the few girls who followed him, he hadn't really paid much attention to the others. He did know about Wang Chunling, though. She was like Yang Ju and Zhang Cuie, who had passed the entrance exam for the veterinary class but were eliminated by the team. Later, she joined the girls' tutoring class run by Yang Xingxiu and was one of the seven girls who persisted. He didn't know much about the others.

Zhang Cuie, "She was assigned to the computer science major. This major only started recruiting undergraduates two years ago. I heard it's about researching high-tech computer science."

Chen Fan nodded in realization, "Okay, then go and call her."

He then simply waved his hand and said, "You guys go and call them, I'll go to the Long March mess hall and wait."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Let Huang Ying take a taxi, not the bus, it's too slow."

The two girls nodded repeatedly, held hands, and started running.

Chen Fan walked forward with the crowd, and when he could see the courtyard wall, he stopped a classmate and asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to the Long March Canteen?"

That student was quite straightforward, waving his hand and saying, "Just come with us."

He then looked at him and asked, "Hey, aren't you from our school? Otherwise, you would know about the Long March Cafeteria."

Chen Fan laughed and said, "This cafeteria is outside the campus, so it shouldn't be Peking University's cafeteria, right? What, is it famous?"

Another person laughed and said, "It's not about whether it's famous or not, it's about this cafeteria. It's called 'Peking University's Sixth Cafeteria,' so you should understand now, right?!"

Chen Fan nodded in realization, "All the students have gone to eat there."

It's been called the Sixth Canteen by the students, which means they go there often.

One student said, "Not all students have eaten there. After all, the prices of the dishes there are a bit more expensive than in the school cafeteria. Stir-fried liver tips only cost 50 cents in school, but they cost 69 cents. Two kinds of stir-fried vegetables cost 72 cents, and even the tenderloin cost 82 cents. It's much more expensive than in school, so not many people can afford it. They don't usually eat there, just occasionally to treat themselves."

Chen Fan followed them with a smile, listening to their introduction and gaining a better understanding of the place.

The Long March Canteen is the most frequent off-campus restaurant for Peking University students, catering exclusively to students.

Passing through the alley next to the Long March Canteen, there is a street called "Tiger Cave Alley". The alley has practical savings banks, post offices, stationery stores, clothing stores and general merchandise stores, etc.

The western end of Tiger Cave connects to Haidian Street, which runs north-south. There is a Xinhua Bookstore, which is popular with students, and a China Bookstore, which specializes in selling second-hand books, as well as "Hongyi Photo Studio".

The comprehensive food market at the end of the street is where people buy Beijing-style food and gifts for their parents before going home for holidays.

Chen Fan calculated that this location was the future Zhongguancun.

At that time, it was just an ordinary little town: Haidian Town.

Well, even though it was unremarkable, it was the "CBD" of HD District at that time. Several nearby universities and the local residents all concentrated their daily economic activities here, which explains why Zhongguancun later emerged from it.

Soon we arrived at the Long March Canteen, where there were already quite a few people, but it wasn't full.

The classmates invited Chen Fan, "Want to come together?"

Chen Fan smiled and politely declined, "No need, you guys go ahead and eat, I'm waiting for someone."

They didn't say much, just smiled and waved, "Okay, see you later."

Then I went to get the food.

In fact, they all pay their own way, just like at school. Otherwise, this place wouldn't be known as the "Sixth Canteen".

Chen Fan found a table and sat down. Seeing that many people in the cafeteria were smoking, he also took out a cigarette and lit it.

The students who came to dine were of very different ages; some were not yet adults, while others were already in their thirties, old enough to be father and son.

These older students naturally have some of the lifestyle habits of middle-aged people.

For example, they were heavy smokers and liked to carry a large tea mug. With a tea mug in one hand and a cigarette in the other, they would gather together and talk big.

The male students discussed current events, while the female students were more interested in literature.

These days, regardless of one's major, most people have some interest in literature.

At a table not far from Chen Fan, six girls were munching on cornbread and discussing. "Have you all read this issue of Shanghai Literature and Art? Chen Dong's 'The Ferryman' is really well written. The spirit of not giving up hope in desperate situations really moved me."

"I read 'The Ferryman' and liked it very much, but Chen Fan's new work 'Reed Marsh' in 'Jiangnan Literature' is also very good. He wrote about the story of the rural people of Jiangnan who were not afraid of the powerful ships and cannons and dared to fight against the invaders. Ju'er was bold in love and hate, and Lao San sacrificed himself for the country. I cried when I read it."

"And another thing, our author Tudou from Beijing Literature wrote 'Old Stories,' which tells the story of a family's life spanning half a century. Tudou must be a very experienced writer, but because of the strong winds a few years ago, he didn't dare to show his real name. It's just strange, though, why did he choose the pen name 'Tudou'?"

"I know he must have survived on potatoes during the most difficult times, so I'm using this as a memorial!"

"Ah, you're so smart! That must be it!"

Chen Fan almost choked on a puff of smoke and coughed several times.

This immediately attracted the attention of several girls, who even stopped talking about potatoes and began to whisper about Chen Fan.

"What major is this student from?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before. I'll ask around when I get back."

"Why don't we go over and ask?"

"Is that girl in heat? Do you dare ask her?"

"I...I don't dare...but you dare, sister, go ahead!"

"Tch, if I dared to go, I'd poke your eyes out first, they're practically glued to them."

Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly. He took out another cigarette and lit it. Their whispers sounded like thunder to him.

I was thinking about calling Yang Ju and the others. Surely they wouldn't have to wait for hours like I would when I made a long-distance call?

Just then, Zhang Cuie, Liu Dan, and Wang Chunling rushed in.

They then bought food, ate, and continued waiting.

Less than half an hour later, Yang Ju and Huang Ying arrived one after the other.

The two girls were also very excited to see Chen Fan. They sat on the bench and kept fidgeting, unable to sit still.

Chen Fan kept smiling and chatted with them about their recent situations, offering guidance on certain issues as well.

However, the teaching order has not been fully restored yet. The most typical example is what happened today. Students were out all day. How can they attend classes?

Therefore, many things cannot be said; we can only wait for the bigwigs to speak before the situation changes.

He could only tell them to continue their studies, do their duty, and wait for the right opportunity to devote themselves wholeheartedly to their studies.

Chen Fan looked them over, his expression turning serious, and said softly, "I'll draw a line for you, including the three who weren't here today. You need to pass that message on to them as well."

The five girls felt a chill run down their spines when they saw his appearance.

As the saying goes, a loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer, and the same applies to Teacher Chen. When he speaks seriously, it's best to listen carefully and keep it in mind. Otherwise, if he ignores you one day, you can't blame anyone else.

Chen Fan said seriously, "I'll just tell you one thing: if something like this happens again, if it's an external matter, you can go, but if it's an internal conflict, find an excuse to back out and don't go."

He looked around at the group again, "Did you understand?"

The five girls instinctively responded in unison, "Understood."

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction, took out a large stack of grain coupons, and distributed one stack to each person, saying, "50 jin each, take these."

Previously, when Lujiawan distributed dividends, they also received work points, and each person had at least one or two thousand yuan. So, instead of cash, they were given some grain coupons, which were universally accepted.

Besides, he has so many food coupons; they'll just expire if he doesn't use them.

Zhang Cuie blinked. "Master, we have enough, that's enough."

Liu Dan nodded repeatedly, "The school has set quotas for us. Boys get 38 jin a month and girls get 30 jin. That's a lot. We can't finish it all."

After more than a decade of preparation for war and famine, today's grain reserves are no joke. Quotas in all aspects have also increased significantly. In some places, heavy manual laborers are even allocated a quota of more than 40 kilograms of grain, and most of it consists of refined grains. It's a far cry from the miserable life of the past.

It's a real shame. Have you ever seen the story of the people who brought the grain to the land? All the hard work of our predecessors was stolen by mice.

Chen Fan then handed the three stacks to Zhang Cuie, saying, "Give the other three to them."

Then she got a flick on the forehead. "Can't spend it all? Can't you think of anywhere else you can spend it besides food? These are food coupons, what kind of coupon can't you exchange them for?"

After saying that, he stood up and said, "Xiaoying, come with me. I'll take a taxi and give you a ride. You can both go back on your own."

……

By the time Huang Ying was taken back to school and she returned to the courtyard in Dashilan Hutong, it was already completely dark.

The three old men were drinking tea in the main room when they saw Chen Fan return. Zhang Xuansong immediately sat up straight, looked at him, and asked, "Where have you been all afternoon?"

Lin Yuanxiang also said, "Didn't you say you were going to report to the Writers' Association? You didn't go?"

Li Shangde put down the teapot in his hand. "Have you eaten? If not, go heat it up yourself. There's still fire on the coal stove."

Chen Fan: "I've already eaten. I went to the post office this afternoon to make a phone call, and I waited for more than three hours..."

He poured himself a cup of tea and sat down opposite Zhang Xuansong. Just as he brought the teacup to his lips, he heard Lin Yuanxiang say, "Wow, only waited for a little over three hours? There aren't many people today."

Chen Fan glanced over, ? ? ?

Zhang Xuansong laughed and said, "Don't think your Master Lin is joking with you. Not to mention long-distance calls, a few days ago, someone in Old Zheng's family in Xiaoli Hutong suddenly fell ill. He went to the store at the entrance of the hutong to call the hospital, but he couldn't get through for 3 hours."

Chen Fan blinked and asked curiously, "Then why not just send them to the hospital?"

Zhang Xuansong's lips twitched slightly. "He was so focused on making the phone call that he forgot about this. I ended up going to his house and giving him a few acupuncture needles before he could finally be taken to the hospital."

Chen Fan, “…”

At this point, Lin Yuanxiang asked curiously, "It shouldn't be 4 o'clock yet, what happened next?"

Chen Fan took a sip of water, put down his teacup, and said, "I'm going to see my apprentice."

"apprentice?"

Zhang Xuansong's eyes lit up, "I have a grand-disciple?"

Chen Fan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, she's studying at Peking University. She just got in, and she's in the humanities. It has nothing to do with what you're doing here."

Zhang Xuansong's face hardened. "Master Yuyang was also a literary figure, so why couldn't he teach?"

Lin Yuanxiang and Li Shangde exchanged a glance, speechless.

This old man used to absolutely refuse to take on apprentices, but today he did, and now he wants a grand-apprentice? Isn't that a bit too fast?!

Chen Fan was also quite helpless. "She's a girl, and she wants to be a writer in the future. Our Chaoyang Temple doesn't recruit female Taoist priests. Why are you plotting against her?"

Zhang Xuansong then leaned back and said, "So it's a girl. Oh well."

Lin Yuanxiang chuckled twice, then, seeing Old Zhang's piercing gaze, he immediately coughed and asked, "You made the call, did they say when they're coming for the meeting?"

Chen Fan: "The 14th, there are 3 days left."

Zhang Xuansong immediately said, "If you ask me, you should stay here for the next three days, and I'll explain all those secret manuals to you. I know you have a good talent and can learn quickly. However, internal alchemy is ten times more complex than ordinary qigong. It's best to teach you by word of mouth and by example, otherwise you won't..."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly widened. He saw that Chen Fan's aura was barely perceptible, and his exposed skin had suddenly turned as white as jade. His expression froze completely. "Innate Qi Gong? When did you learn it?"

Chen Fan smiled, then his expression changed again. His fair skin gradually became rosy, until it was completely red, like the crimson sunset.

Zhang Xuansong's expression gradually crumbled. "Danyang Gong?!"

Chen Fan took another deep breath, the blush slowly dissipated, and his skin returned to normal. He then said, "The secret alchemy of Lu Zu is a bit complicated. I haven't fully understood it yet. I'll stay for two more days and learn more from you."

Zhang Xuansong was numb at this point, and said expressionlessly, "I don't know either, figure it out yourself."

He paused for a moment, still somewhat unwilling, and said, "Medicine and martial arts have always been intertwined. Those who cultivate the Tao also know some medical skills. How about I teach you tomorrow..."

"Pull it down."

Lin Yuanxiang interrupted him directly, "Are you getting senile? Have you forgotten what I told you? Xiao Chen is the one who invented the Yunhu First Aid Method. His research in traditional Chinese medicine may not be inferior to yours."

Zhang Xuansong's expression changed again. Finally, he let out a long breath, stood up with his cane, and waved his hand, "Go read your book by yourself."

Chen Fan turned to look at Master Lin and Old Man Li, then at Master Zhang's back, and got up to follow him, saying, "Master, I finished reading the five books you gave me today while waiting for the call. Can I exchange them for five more?"

Zhang Xuansong stumbled and almost fell, then tumbled into the house, yelling, "Change my ass! Take it all away, take it all away!"

Half an hour later, Chen Fan took a hot shower in the bathroom, wrapped himself in a quilt, sat on the tatami mat that had been converted into a bed, and kept flipping through a book in his hands.

It must be said that the unique secrets of the sect are indeed quite effective; he has learned a lot of new things in both martial arts and medicine.

In particular, the art of magic and divination greatly broadened his horizons.

The term "fangshu" can be broken down into "fangji" and "shushu".

The techniques include medicine, magic, and sexual arts.

When he first saw the art of the bedroom, he was quite excited. But after studying it thoroughly, he realized that it was actually a combination of ancient reproductive medicine and related subjects.

However, it incorporates elements of philosophy, health preservation, and Qigong, making it a special branch of Taoist arts, but in reality, it's nothing special.

I've learned it.

Then there's the art of divination, which has a somewhat mystical feel to it. It talks about how this person can become a god through practice, or that person can become an immortal through cultivation. There are also concepts like the celestial cosmology, yin and yang, and the five elements. However, alchemy and internal alchemy are very instructive and can be studied critically.

In addition, there are Taoist practices, medical books... almost encompassing the "Five Arts of Taoism," including mountain, medicine, fate, physiognomy, and divination.

These are the ones Chen Fan considers valuable. The rest are the classics of the Quanzhen School of Taoism. These are just for reading; the philosophical ideas within them are quite interesting. As for the idea of ​​using the false to cultivate the true, that's just a joke.

(End of this chapter)