The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Hearing the name of the painting, Chao Haiguang was particularly satisfied, but Zena Keith was stunned.

Oh my god, my heart is still there!

There is a sense of irony in it.

I lost interest all of a sudden.

But Zhao Chuanxin was in high spirits, holding the carbon rod and waving to the two of them: It's windy and a bit cold. You go back first. I'll see you at the restaurant in the evening. I'll give you the painting then.

The human heart is actually the least able to withstand scrutiny. After scrutiny, you will find it disgusting.

A person who licks a dog's saddle and provides services before and after the horse may be ungrateful, but you will take it as a matter of course.

Pulling out the ruthless ones like Zhao Chuanxin made Zena Keith full of resentment.

call!

Finally clean.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed secretly: I am really a person who has no desires and desires. I never think about things that I have and don’t have.

Facing the sea breeze and the warm afternoon sun, Zhao Chuanxin's paintings are leisurely and leisurely. From time to time, passengers passing by will stop curiously and then praise them.

There was even a white man who said: Sir, in this painting, the Japanese at the back is a bit superfluous.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back: Yeah, I think so too.

The man continued: Sell it or not?

I won't sell it. This painting is going to be given to the Japanese you mentioned.

...

Many times, it's not that he's not talented enough, but it's also that he doesn't know how to show off like Zhao Chuanxin.

No, you don’t even need to attend the art exhibition, but people actually come to inquire.

He thought happily: Should he take out his previous paintings and hold an art exhibition or something?

Think about it or forget it. If you enter this industry with your profound skills, will you give other artists a chance to develop?

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin handed the painting to Chao Haiguang as promised.

What a great painting!

Chao Haiguang gave a thumbs up.

He was really satisfied and planned to frame it and hang it on the wall for posterity to see.

It’s just unclear whether this marriage will last until that day.

Right, if it weren't for the talent being ignored, there might be one more famous painter and one less wealthy businessman today!

...

Are you allowed to praise yourself, both positive and negative?

It would be quite interesting to get along with someone like Zhao Chuanxin calmly.

But the enemy will only gnash his teeth at him, and his hatred will deepen day by day!

Fortunately, Chao Haiguang now feels that Zhao Chuanxin is his friend.

In 1868, Kobe opened its port. In 1899, the autonomy of foreigners here ended. With the gradual improvement of aquariums, golf courses, tunnels, etc., in 1905, Hanshin Electric Railway opened the first inter-city railway from Kobe to Osaka, and Kobe's economy took off completely. .

This became the window of Western civilization.

Zhao Chuanxin and others disembarked from Kobe. At the port, Chao Haiguang made an appointment with him at the time and place to meet again and said goodbye.

Zena Keith turned around several times, Zhao Chuanxin gave her a wink, and Xiaoxiao ignored her.

Isn't that what women are good at?

He wandered around,

I saw someone holding a sign that read: Mr. Zhao.

Walked over casually: Hey, brother.

The man was surprised: Are you Mr. Zhao?

I'm Zhao Chuanxin, let's go.

With that said, he pulled this person.

The man seemed to have his pleasantries choked in his throat and he staggered.

His expression was a bit sad.

Hello Mr. Zhao, my name is Li Shutong!

In the end, he still said the words.

Zhao Chuanxin paused in his steps: What?

Li Shutong!

Zhao Chuanxin looked at this one carefully.

He has a stubby head, a sparse beard on his upper jaw and chin, thick eyebrows and small eyes. The height of his left and right eyebrows is slightly different. His facial features are fairly regular except for his eyebrows.

A young man in the world of mortals becomes an eminent monk on the top of a solitary mountain.

In the New Culture Movement, the only person who dared to describe himself as talented was Li Shutong.

Unexpectedly, the talented Li Shutong was just an inconspicuous person in Zhao Chuanxin's eyes.

He chuckled: Brother, I heard that when you were a child, you liked to wear a sheet and pretend to be a monk?

Me too, when I was little I swore under a floral quilt that I would become a hero!

Before that, Li Shutong was a swinger who lived in the world of mortals. He came from a well-off family, liked to listen to operas, and hung out in various places where there were many girls. What followed was a major turning point in his life, when his mother died.

So his personality suddenly changed.

He is taciturn and his temperament becomes reserved.

This is what Li Shutong is now.

Li Shutong smiled sheepishly: Funny. Mr. Zhao is so handsome. I didn't expect such childish things to happen.

Is that possible? Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: I heard that you are very talented, brother?

This, like me!

Forehead……

The two are at two extremes at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin was unrestrained and lazy, while Li Shutong was restrained and serious.

He is really serious: when he is a young master, he behaves like a rich man and a second generation. When I started delving into art, I concentrated on it. After escaping into Buddhism, he tried his best to study Buddhism.

This person's life has been as wonderful as other people's lives.

Zhao Chuanxin said as he walked: I didn't expect that the person Yinghua was looking for was actually you.

I heard that your family members all believe in Buddhism. Everyone says that you have had Buddha nature since childhood?

Let me tell you, brother, if you go to burn incense with me, Buddha will lose his butt!

Li Shutong was from all over the world, so he was well-informed.

But he had never seen this person before.

Social Awesomeness is no joke.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin kicked a long-haired dog away: Get lost, someone's dog got lost and it looks like this.

Li Shutong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Who are these people?

As a result, a white woman screamed: Oh, why did you kick my baby?

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head and looked at that ugly long-haired dog. Is that it?

Is it any worse than our home cooking?

Oh? I didn't mean it.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and told lies.

You did it on purpose. The fat white woman said reluctantly: Susie is so understanding of human nature, how can you be willing to do it?

Haha, I think you are quite humane.

The fat lady’s husband was right next to her. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin’s Asian face, she felt confident and reached out to grab Zhao Chuanxin’s collar.

Zhao Chuanxin punched without hesitation, bang!

A straight punch and he was knocked down!

The fat lady grabbed the hem of her skirt and squatted down to check her husband's breathing, raised her head and shouted: I want to call the police, and I want you to pay the price.

My white-skinned little pig friends, I didn't mean to do this to you, it was just a mistake, haha.

Li Shutong, who witnessed everything: ...

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him: What are you doing standing there in a daze? The wind is blowing hard!

The two of them ran away.

They successfully evacuated the scene before things broke out.

After taking a deep breath, Li Shutong calmed down and turned a little pale.

He sighed: Being alone as a stranger in a foreign land, everything is difficult.

And Zhao Chuanxin said: No, how cool it is!

I just like being in a foreign country, killing, setting fire and doing anything without any psychological burden!

Li Shutong was a little helpless.

In front of this person, it seems difficult to shut yourself up.

Mr. Zhao, where should we go next? Mr. Miuzhi asked me to be your translator and introduce the local situation in Japan. In fact, I am not familiar with Kobe. I usually live in Tokyo. I have just been admitted to Tokyo Fine Arts. In the school’s oil painting department, everyone comes on leave now.”

Ah? Wouldn't that delay your studies? Zhao Chuanxin said as if he felt guilty, but his face was full of laughter: Let's go and see what delicious food and drinks are around. Let's get enough food and clothing first. I'll treat you.

Li Shutong didn't refuse and said, Beef hotpot is now popular in Japan.

They're actually popular for hot pot? I thought it was sashimi.

Originally, Japanese people traditionally did not eat livestock meat, but after the Meiji Restoration, the west wind gradually spread, and the saying that eating beef can strengthen the body somehow spread, and beef hot pot became popular.

Then what are you waiting for? Find a restaurant and give it a try.

Went into a restaurant.

As the Romans do, Uncle Li knelt on the ground like the others.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, Da Chichi sat on the futon with his legs crossed: You translate and ask them to serve three or four kilograms of beef first. The hot pot needs to be spicy.

Looking through the menu, Li Shutong was puzzled: Well, they don't have spicy food. We can't finish three or four kilograms.

What? Zhao Chuanxin flipped his hand, and there was a piece of spicy hot pot base wrapped in oil paper in his palm: Then let them serve the mandarin duck pot, with one side clear soup and one side spicy.

It's only three or four kilograms. I have a small appetite, so it should be enough.

Li Shutong has never seen a man who carries hot pot ingredients with him. Three or four kilograms of beef is still a small amount of food. This is the first time he has heard of it.

He looked at the menu: Yuanyang hotpot? There really isn't any of this!

Slapping the table suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin said: There's no such thing, and there's no that one either. Then why should we open a hot pot restaurant?

Li Shutong's temperament is weak and stubborn.

Here Zhao Chuanxin was yelling and slapping the table and staring, which made Li Shutong's scalp numb. His eyes were darting around unconsciously, and he felt no sense of security.

I couldn't tell whether it was because I felt embarrassed or because I was afraid of getting into trouble.

He vaguely regretted that he should not have agreed to Mr. Mi Zhi.

The waiter standing nearby waiting to take the order timidly asked: Excuse me, are you dissatisfied with anything?

Li Shutong translated, and Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the petite Japanese waitress and said, Forget it, let her put in two pots and I'll add them myself.

As a result, the waitress said: If two people are eating, wouldn't two pots be too wasteful?

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he said, I don't care about your business. I'll do it as soon as I ask you to do it. What are you talking about?

He found that what he said was quite impressive, but Li Shutong translated in a gentle voice, which made him quite dissatisfied.

After the waiter left, Zhao Chuanxin poured Li Shutong a glass of sake: Brother, you are good at everything, but you are too soft-tempered.

Little Japan is just a bunch of pretentious bitches. If you give them face, they will show you face!

Listen to my advice and do more swearing, fighting, and killing Japanese people from now on. You won't go wrong.

Uncle Li spurted out a mouthful of sake.

Thank goodness it hasn't been put into the pot yet, otherwise it would have been a waste.

Wiping his mouth, he hesitated: Mr. Zhao, I feel that I am not qualified for this translation job...

His character is like this, he is easily afraid of difficulties.

If you are not satisfied with your life in Tianjin, you will go to the magic city to make a living. After his mother died, he went to Japan to further his studies to escape the grief, and later chose to become a monk.

Now he wants to avoid the troublemaker Zhao Chuanxin.

As long as he leaves the country, Zhao Chuanxin will become a demon king, and he will make waves even if there is no wind.

In the United States, he went crazy!

Is it still a good idea to come to Japan?

Japan invaded China, and no Japanese was innocent!

He chuckled: What, you want to run away? You can only think about it.

No matter what those literary youths said, Zhao Chuanxin still believed that Li Shutong becoming a monk was not a romantic thing.

He doesn't like the secluded Buddha.

It's better to influence him by yourself, or you might lose your ambition to be a worldly person in the future.

Li Shutong became stubborn and said in a low voice: Does Mr. Zhao still want to force me to stay?

Yes, I just want to force you to stay. Zhao Chuanxin admitted generously. Have you ever heard of me?

I've heard a little bit about it. Li Shutong felt suffocated, as if Zhao Chuanxin's force level could really force him to stay. Mr. Zhao was born outside China, resisted the Russians and Japanese, and also went to the United States to protect overseas Chinese.

There are ongoing natural disasters in China, and I am also preparing for a charity performance to raise money for disaster relief. And Mr. Zhao has already made it to the front.

These are all great things.

So I don’t think Mr. Zhao is the kind of unreasonable person.

Playing aggressive generals?

Zhao Chuanxin smiled disdainfully.

Harm, yes, these good deeds that I didn't want to leave my name on were all done by me.

Feel free to praise me.

Then you should know that after I defeated all the invincible opponents in the world, I embarked on the road of convincing people with reason.

Now I am convincing you with reason.

... The hooligans are not to be feared, but the hooligans are literate. Li Shutong was almost suffocated: Mr. Zhao, okay, I promise to translate for you these days.

However, I suggest you...

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Chuanxin saw the pot coming up, picked up his chopsticks and said: Your suggestion is very good, don't suggest it next time.

Eat, eat.

I don’t know whether to spray a mouthful of old blood or not!

Even Li Shutong himself didn't notice that when he was with Zhao Chuanxin, all the sadness in his heart disappeared.

Put the spicy base into a pot, wait for the water to boil, Zhao Chuanxin directly picks up the plate, pulls it with chopsticks, and puts the whole plate of beef into the pot.

If you eat like this...

Hot pot means eating it slice by piece and eating it tenderly.

What's the point of having a game like this? What's the taste?

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to harm the bottom of the clear soup pot, Li Shutong quickly stopped him: This is done slowly, slowly.

As he said that, he put three pieces of beef into the pot.

Of course, the water in the pot with less meat boils first.

Just as Li Shutong stretched out his chopsticks, he saw an afterimage of the chopsticks flying past. The chopsticks stirred up the food flexibly, and the three pieces of beef he had just eaten disappeared.

Zhao Chuanxin was dipped in the sauce, and the mustard was pungent: Oh, I'm choking to death!

Li Shutong picked up three more pieces and put them into the pot. When they were almost cooked, the afterimage of the chopsticks appeared again, and the beef was naturally gone.

wipe!

Li Shutong slapped his chopsticks on the table: You might as well eat it yourself!

With a laugh, Zhao Chuanxin filled Li Shutong's glass with wine: No, the spicy hotpot is also good, eat this and this.

You just need to get used to it. In our town of Lugang, everyone grabs the hot pot.

Slow down, you can't even catch the dregs!

Li Shutong reacted and couldn't believe that he had just said those words.

He is gentle, has a soft temper, and usually communicates with others in a friendly manner.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao easily let him break his guard.

At the same time, I also became a little curious about Lugang Town.

It is really interesting to think about the scene where people at a table use chopsticks as weapons, with swords and swords flashing, coming and going, but looking at each other and laughing.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

In such a moment of laughter, Zhao Chuanxin scooped up half of the spicy pot with a few chopsticks.