The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Sheng Enyi has never encountered such a thing.

He took a step back, his face flushed slightly, feeling that it would be shameful for him to give in.

On the contrary, the other young man was very shy and hid behind Sheng Enyi.

Sheng Enyi bumped into him and immediately got angry and yelled: What are you doing behind me? Get out of here.

The young man was at a loss.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: Since you don't dare to hit me, how about I give you a beating?

Sheng Enyi blushed and shouted in a low voice: My father is Sheng Xuanhuai. I advise you to think about it carefully.

Your father is not easy even if he is Li Gang. Zhao Chuanxin took a step closer and said, Please treat me to some spicy strips quickly, or else don't leave after school... No, don't leave after getting off the boat.

Because the ship is about to dock in Zhenjiang Prefecture.

This is a stopover.

But suddenly Zhao Chuanxin was startled: Oh, then if your father is Sheng Xuanhuai, we won't eat spicy strips anymore, and we will bring all the delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Think about it again. Sheng Enyi's face turned sharp, her eyes rolled around, and she suddenly greased the soles of her feet, turned around and ran away.

He ran out five or six meters, and when he looked back, Zhao Chuanxin stood there with a smile on his face. This made Sheng Enyi feel relieved and prepared to go back to complain to his father.

Suddenly, his neck tightened, and at the same time he heard the young man's exclamation.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin stepped on Miao Miao Traveler and instantly came behind him and strangled his neck from behind.

His control over the Misty Traveler became more and more comfortable.

This thing basically cannot be walked slowly, and it will move when you step on it.

Zhao Chuanxin learned to use a smart gyroscope to assist him in starting, and he has been practicing balance for a long time, so he can control it.

He dares to shout, and there is no one in the world except him. It is useless if the misty traveler falls into the hands of others.

The young man exclaimed when he saw that he was behind Sheng Enyi like a ghost within a second.

Zhao Chuanxin said: You little brat, how dare you run away without inviting a poor monk to eat or drink?

You evil monk, let me go quickly, or I'll make you look good.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the large ship Jiangxin built by Shanghai Yesong Shipyard, with a total length of over a hundred meters.

According to the upper and lower water lines, there are three layers above the water and two layers below the water.

It can be said to be tall, majestic and majestic.

It is hard to imagine that in this era, there was such a large river ship, and it was also made in China.

Therefore, it is said that the late Qing Dynasty was a strange era. It is true that it was backward, and it is not unreasonable to say that it was advanced.

On this ship, there are restaurants on every floor.

But the specifications are different.

Classes 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Sheng Enyi's neck, turned around and said to the timid young man: Runtu, this little bastard is inviting guests to dinner. Come with me to eat at a big restaurant.

The boy's round face was a little purple, probably from the cold.

He was wearing a small felt hat and had a timid expression, so Zhao Chuanxin called him Runtu.

The young man was stunned: My name is not Runtu.

Okay Runtu, come up quickly and stop talking nonsense.

Sheng Enyi screamed, and Zhao Chuanxin kicked him in the butt: If you scream again, I will throw you into the river and feed you to the bastard.

As he spoke, he lifted him up by his neck.

Sheng Enyi was frightened. How could this man be so strong?

He really didn't dare to scream anymore.

Runtu thought for a while and really followed him.

Somehow, Zhao Chuanxin had a temperament that made children approach him, which made him not feel very scared.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed and asked Sheng Enyi to go ahead.

This is the upper level of first class and has everything. Water room, washroom, toilet, bathroom, infirmary, restaurant, canteen, and the most outrageous thing is the post office on the ship.

After passing the canteen, Zhao Chuanxin stopped, pushed Sheng Enyi in, and said to the counter: Give me one each from Hademen, Hongtashan, Laodao, and Daqianmen!

The clerk looked at the three people strangely.

Sheng Enyi kept winking at the clerk. The clerk was stupid and couldn't understand, so he asked, Huh? Do you have an eye disease?

Sheng Enyi: ...

Zhao Chuanxin laughed and said, This is called shallow eyelids, and this is also called shameful. You little bastard, stop playing tricks on me and quickly pay for the settlement.

Sheng Enyi is really rich, and a lot of it.

It's just that one person eats a knife and another eats fish and meat, so he reluctantly pays the bill.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the cigarette and pushed him to the restaurant.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin shouted, Man, please serve whatever delicacies you have.

The waiter said kindly: We are about to arrive at Zhenjiang Mansion. There is a restaurant on the shore. Why don't you wait a little longer?

What are you waiting for? This poor monk likes to eat and drink on the boat. Come up quickly.

The waiter clapped his fingers and said, Suck monkey brains, hump, pork back, Wensi tofu, sea cucumber, fish crisps, fish maw... all on a plate?

Zhao Chuanxin coughed: I don't want monkey brains, I don't want humps, I don't want civet cats, I want pork back meat, Wensi tofu, sea cucumbers, crispy fish maw, bear paws, deer sinews and bird's nests. That's it. If there's not enough, I'll order more.

The waiter looked at Zhao Chuanxin, then at the two children, and suppressed his doubts.

Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were clean, but too ordinary, and he still looked like a monk.

Runtu is in rags.

There was only Sheng Enyi, dressed like a noble man, but with a look of reluctance on his face.

The waiter thought that since he could come to the first-class cabin, he should not be lazy, so he went to give instructions to the kitchen.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the opposite side of the dining table and said to the two teenagers, Sit down.

Runtu didn't move and said timidly: Master, I can do it standing.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him, and Runtu couldn't help but sit down, but he twisted uneasily and glanced randomly, as if he was afraid that the nobles coming and going here would scold him and ask him to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Runtu: Runtu, do you know what kind of animal the scorpion in the ground is?

Runtu answered honestly: I know, that beast is fierce and fierce, somewhat similar to a badger and a pig. It has black and white stripes on its face. It will harm the crops if it has no meat to eat.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed and said, Let's use a fork when we get the chance.

Hearing what he said was interesting and the questions he asked were interesting to his appetite, Runtu relaxed a little and said excitedly: Master, the bamboo shoots are not delicious, but the bamboo civets are more delicious... and the rice chickens.

The bamboo civet is the bamboo rat.

Sheng Enyi rolled her eyes at Runtu: You're a country bumpkin, you've never eaten good food.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him on the back of the head: You are the bumpkin, and what he said is delicious.

Sheng Enyi glared at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously and took out two pieces of chocolate and gave them to them: Have a try, this is foreign candy.

Runtu took the chocolate and took a bite: Eh? Foreigners' candy is bitter!

It will be sweet if you try it again. Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully.

Sheng Enyi said: Isn't this just Zhigu spicy food? What's so strange about it? It's very unpalatable.

With that said, he threw the chocolate on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth.

This is called a naughty child who lacks discipline.

Runtu tasted the sweetness, leaned over to pick up the piece of chocolate, and blew off the floating dust: Don't you want it anymore? Don't give it to me. I have a sister at home, let her have a taste.

Take it quickly, who cares?

Zhao Chuanxin waved to the waiter: Go and get me some foreign cans, both pudding and beef.

The boy agreed and brought the can.

Zhao Chuanxin gave all of it to Runtu, pointed at Sheng Enyi and said, This little bastard is treating me to a treat. You can take it home and eat it with your sister.

Sheng Enyi was very dissatisfied: My name is Sheng Enyi, not the little brat.

Oh, little brat, who are you in the Sheng family?

Sheng Enyi turned away and didn't want to answer.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand.

Sheng Enyi shrank his neck: Ranked fourth.

This person is really cutting him off, and he is not used to it at all.

He was pampered at home and treated as a baby because his three previous brothers all died young.

Sheng Xuanhuai regarded him as his successor.

Zhao Chuanxin recalled: Huh? Ranked fourth, isn't that the prodigal son of the Sheng family?

This guy is said to be a good gambler and can lose more than a hundred houses in one night.

He also likes to smoke.

It’s really not a thing!

After all, Sheng Enyi had not yet become the prodigal son in future generations, so he immediately became angry: Don't slander others, Grandpa, I am not a prodigal son.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him: Who the hell is your grandfather? You needless bitch.

Sheng Enyi was beaten, but he refused to accept it. He pointed at Zhao Chuanxin's clothes and said, You are an evil monk. You are wearing rags and coats. You think that others who wear silk and satin are losers. You are really ignorant.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: Do you have any aesthetic taste? The cotton robe of the poor monk is a classic outfit from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai.

She is simply a famous lady among men, with gold threads in her clothes.

Runtu admired him very much.

If it had been him, being ridiculed by Sheng Enyi, he would have been so embarrassed that he couldn't hold his head up.

But Zhao Chuanxin laughed and cursed and didn't take it seriously.

So he helped: Yes, this coat is so good. There is no leakage. You can tell it is warm and tight at a glance.

Sheng Enyi just sneered.

How can two sparrows know what a swan is capable of?

When the food arrived, the waiter pointed to the bear's paw with a smile on his face and said: Sir, this bear's paw was left soft and rotten under the boat. It has been prepared. You don't have to waste your time getting on the boat. You can eat it while it's hot. .”

Zhao Chuanxin gave half of it to Runtu and said to Sheng Enyi, I guess you don't mind coming, right?

Sheng Enyi had eaten, but seeing the mushy appearance of the bear's paw, the young man was greedy and wanted to try it. After all, he had eaten it before and knew that the taste was quite good.

For a moment, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but he raised his head and pretended to be dismissive.

Zhao Chuanxin ate the food happily, and Runtu was inspired by him to taste it too. His eyes suddenly lit up: It's really delicious.

If it's delicious, just eat more. Anyway, this little brat is treating you to a treat.

I stress again, my name is Sheng Enyi.

Zhao Chuanxin poured another bowl of Wensi tofu soup for Runtu and drank it himself.

The tofu was cut as thin as a hair, and the knife skills were really impressive.

The pieces are still not broken when placed in the soup. This cooking skill is beyond the reach of Zhao Chuanxin.

I was very happy eating for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin put down his chopsticks comfortably, took out his cigarette and lit it: Oh, it's such a delicious food. You have to take breaks to eat it. You can't finish it all at once. Let's have a cigarette first.

In fact, he saw that Runtu liked to eat, so he kept it for him to eat more.

Sheng Enyi looked at Zhao Chuanxin with disdain: You, a monk, smoke and eat meat. If you don't abide by the precepts, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?

My senior brother is not as good as me in magical power and mana. He can only turn his palm into a five-finger mountain, but the poor monk can crush a planet with his palm. Do you think he dares to blame me?

Sheng Enyi and Runtu asked at the same time: What is the planet?

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the earth and then at the moon in the sky: No matter the earth we live on, the moon or the sun in the sky, they are all called planets. Whenever the poor monk shaves his head, he will become stronger. A single punch can shatter a planet.

The two teenagers were stunned. They had grown up and heard braggadocio before, but they had never heard braggadocio like this.

In this way, the power of the Buddha is indeed inferior to that of a ruthless man who can break the earth into pieces.

But Sheng Enyi didn't believe it at all: You are talking big words!

Zhao Chuanxin told them a story about Saitama.

Finally, Zhao Chuanxin raised his fist as big as a sandbag and concluded: The poor monk punched a little friend, and I asked you if you are afraid?

The two teenagers were stunned for a moment.

Sheng Enyi shook his head: I don't believe it!

Zhao Chuanxin clenched his fist and hit the table with a hammer. A drop of water suddenly appeared in the center of the Wensi tofu soup bowl.

The water droplets floated and flew to Zhao Chuanxin's mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his mouth, swallowed the soup, and swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling: How is the power of this punch?

The two teenagers were dumbfounded.

Sheng Enyi stammered: You, you, are you really better than Buddha?

Zhao Chuanxin smiled indifferently and was about to speak.

At this time, a voice came from the side: En Yi, why are you running around? I can't find you everywhere. Haven't you eaten?