The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

At the entrance to the bus, there is also a sign: Ride in a civilized manner, do not insult Chinese people, there will be consequences at your own risk.

Some people are still afraid of the soul ring carriage.

Take advantage of the bad luck!

Zhao Chuanxin, Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing were on this carriage.

Zhao Chuanxin always wears a top hat, which is very rare and low-key.

Not for anything else, just because he has an additional apprentice.

Yao Bing was stepping on the leather seat, pouting on the small table and reading with Rebecca Levi.

This is your name, Yao Bing's Bing. Rebecca Levi taught carefully.

She is not stupid, but she is definitely not a stunningly talented person.

It’s just that people are more stubborn and hardworking.

Especially in the recent period, I have been learning Chinese like crazy when I am stimulated, and I have made rapid progress.

Yao Bing nodded and moved his fingers: Yao Bing's, Yao's.

It's ice! Rebecca Levy emphasized.

Yao Bing suddenly put his seal of general on the word ice.

Looking at the dumbfounded Rebecca Levi, she laughed.

Rebecca Levi was helpless: He refused to study hard.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: Don't worry, you should have fun at your age.

This apprentice does not put emphasis on literature, but rather on martial arts.

When Yao Bing heard this, he became even more proud. He took out a string of his own seals and tethered a bunch of small animals to the paper.

Rebecca Levi had to read and study by herself.

However, whenever Zhao Chuanxin was around, she would secretly look at him every once in a while.

Zhao Chuanxin had looked away a few times before, but this time Rebecca Levi looked up and found Zhao Chuanxin staring straight at her.

She felt guilty and quickly pretended to have something to say. If she had nothing to say, she would find something to say: When we got to Lubin Mansion, I was still making lobster sandwiches in the dining car to make money.

In New York, she was just making sandwiches and selling them at first. Later, she gradually learned how to recruit investors and join the business, making more and more money and becoming a regional manager.

Because she had a backer, no one made trouble for her, which allowed her stubborn character to come into full play, which really made her gain.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: I have an errand to give you.

What? Rebecca Levi was curious, her eyes bright.

She really wanted to be able to help Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were bright: Lubin Mansion will set up an accounting office, and I want you to be the head office of the accounting office.

Ah... Rebecca Levi was taken aback.

First, at this time, women's rights had just emerged around the world, and women's status was still not taken seriously. What's more, in the Qing Dynasty, it was not known that women could serve as officials.

Second, she is a foreigner, but she wants to be an official in China.

Third, the accounting office needs to handle taxes, which is very important to Lubin Mansion.

I, I can't do it... Rebecca Levi wanted to help, but she didn't dare to take the job.

You have to succeed. I want you not to lose a big penny or make a slight difference. Can you do it? Zhao Chuanxin said firmly.

When Rebecca Levi heard what he said, she bit her lip and nodded heavily: I can do it.

It's not that she wants to do it, it's not that she can do it, it's that Zhao Chuanxin needs her to do it.

However, she asked worriedly: What if a bigger official doesn't allow it?

After all, there is no precedent.

Haha, I have the right to autonomy. Zhao Chuanxin grinned. I have the final say in everything!

Just these three words, he can play tricks on them.

Rebecca Levy feels that autonomy is not understood in this way, right? Autonomy doesn’t mean arbitrariness, right?

But she knew about Zhao Chuanxin.

It is estimated that anyone who dares to say no will be beaten to death by him.

If you think of this, then do it.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped discussing the matter and took out the Old God Code.

[After sailing for several days, the days on the ship were boring. 】

[Today, I came to the deck. 】

[Suddenly I saw gray-white things floating on the sea, densely packed and countless. 】

[I fished out one out of curiosity. It should be the peeled skin of some kind of creature. It was longer than a palm, and its texture was like soaked paper, gray-white. 】

[I asked the craftsman: What is this? 】

[The craftsman had extensive knowledge and explained to me: This is sea paper, the peeled skin of some kind of creature. It is a very interesting thing. The ancients used it to write. You open it and there's an ink sac inside. Dry the paper in the sun, cut it, and write with a pen dipped in an ink sac. The writing will not fall off due to blisters. The most amazing thing is that other inks and colors cannot be used to write on sea paper. 】

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved and he sent the thing over.

Although sea paper has been soaked in the sea, it will not rot, and the texture is indeed paper-like to the touch.

He first took out the ink sac wrapped in translucent mucous membrane, flicked his fingers, and the moisture in the sea paper evaporated.

Cut the cylindrical paper into pieces with a knife, pour the dark ink from the ink sac into the fused quartz glass test tube, dip the fountain pen in the ink, and write.

The ink does not bleed, is dark and deep, bright and textured, and dries quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised. He rubbed the handwriting with his thumb, and it had a slightly raised texture.

He thought of something and quickly looked at the test tube.

Sure enough, the ink taken out of the ink sac had solidified slightly on the surface of the test tube.

If it is not sealed, it may become solid quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly cleaned the tip of the fountain pen, otherwise it would be blocked by this thing.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes flickered, he closed the Old God Codex and looked out the window intently.

It will take some time to get to Fengtian.

He needs to transfer to the South Manchuria Railway in Fengtian, go to Changchun Prefecture, and then transfer to the China Eastern Railway to reach Lubin Prefecture.

While there was still some time, Zhao Chuanxin took out another notebook, put it on the table and opened it.

Rebecca Levi peeked secretly and saw that the notebook was densely packed with various pictures in addition to words.

Behind the item of the Bureau of Officials and Goods, there are straw votes, fish votes, wood votes, mine votes, salt votes, relief votes... Zhao Chuanxin put a √ behind this column.

Rebecca Levy was curious, but afraid to ask.

I don't know how serious it is.

However, she understood that although Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry to take office, he had made a lot of preparations in private.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly encouraged himself, just waiting to show off to the Qing court.

The train finally arrived in Fengtian.

Zhao Chuanxin found a hotel near the train station and booked a room to rest.

The reason why it is a room is because we have to take a bus soon.

Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing were playing by the bed, while Zhao Chuanxin sat at the table by the window, with the window open and the Old God Code opened.

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I took the crew to salvage sea paper, a lot of sea paper. 】

He sent the salvaged sea paper over, evaporated the water, picked out the ink sacs, and stored them in the space.

The table was covered with precipitated salt.

It doesn't matter if the outer shell of the ink sac is dry, the ink inside will not dry.

This ink looks like melted plastic.

If you dip it in wood, it will not penetrate into the wood, but will harden on the surface. But it can penetrate into the sea paper a little, and the rest solidifies on the surface of the sea paper and bulges slightly, forming a unique texture.

This kind of texture is something that no one in the world can imitate at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin was busy until he checked out.

The three of them took the little devil's Nan-Manchuria Railway train heading north.

There is a dining car on the Little Devil's train.

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin took the two of them to the dining car to get something to eat.

When I walked in, I saw that it was full of good guys.

The crowd automatically lowered their voices, but there was no sound of children crying, and order seemed to be in order.

Yao Bing timidly hid behind Zhao Chuanxin and looked at the various people in suits and ties in the dining car with one eye.

Some speak Chinese, some speak the language of the Japs, and some speak English, German and Russian.

Zhao Chuanxin lifted Yao Bing into his arms.

Tell him: Remember, no matter what the occasion, don't be timid. Don't look at their ghost heads and toad eyes, but they are actually not human.

Rebecca Levi is easy to laugh out loud, even though she is also a foreigner.

Zhao Chuanxin's voice was loud, causing many people in the dining car to look at him angrily.

The brim of Zhao Chuanxin's bowler hat was held down so low that no one could see his face clearly.

Yao Bing became even more frightened when he saw these people who were either short in stature, high-nosed or deep-eyed, dark-skinned, or flushed after drinking, staring at them.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw this, he no longer preached, but taught by words and deeds.

He yelled: What are you looking at, the guy next door to Mala? Get the hell out of your way!

As he spoke, he pushed forward, staggering around and shouting and cursing.

Sure enough, Yao Bing blinked when he saw it, as if he understood something.

These people look scary, dress like dogs, and curse a lot, but in fact they are fierce in appearance and weak in heart. They are bullies and afraid of the strong. They are all afraid of the Master.

Only thunder but no rain.

Yao Bing no longer looked so fearful.

The dining car was almost full.

Zhao Chuanxin's rampage caused no one to give up his seat to him.

Just as he was thinking about using brute force to grab a seat, suddenly a gentle man in his thirties, with a long face and a shiny forehead said, If you don't mind, come and squeeze in with me.

Zhao Chuanxin handed Yao Bing to Rebecca Levi and asked them to sit across from each other. He sat next to the man.

Seeing that he was a Chinese, Zhao Chuanxin changed his arrogant attitude and said politely: Thank you, brother.

The man was surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Chuanxin was not just arrogant.

Zhao Chuanxin just scolded those foreign devils, and he also said that Zhao Chuanxin was born with a bad temper.

It turns out that it depends on the dish.

When others look at the dishes, they are all in awe of the foreign devils, and then they are in trouble. It's rare for Zhao Chuanxin to be like this, the other way around.

The man introduced himself: I am Zhang Shouzeng, whose courtesy name is Heyan.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his voice and said, I can't introduce you here, just call me a fisherman.

It is clear that the name given is a false one.

Buyu people?

Zhang Shouzeng misunderstood.

He racked his brains and couldn't think of any celebrities named Bu.

Since having Rebecca Levi by his side, Zhao Chuanxin has had a good face + management.

His beard has grown out again, it is dense and short, but the outline is perfectly trimmed, and it looks much more messy and refined than before.

Because at this time, men all over the world consider growing beards to be beautiful.

With someone to serve him, Zhao Chuanxin actually wanted to shave clean every day.

But after all, he wasn't doing it himself, and he couldn't be picky.

It's all Rebecca Levy's way.

Zhang Shouzeng looked at him secretly and saw that this man had extraordinary appearance. He had a foreign woman with him and his children were also dressed neatly. At least he was not from a poor family.

The waiter came over and asked Zhao Chuanxin in Japanese what he was eating.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even raise his head: Speaking in human language, what the hell do you use in bird language in China? Who the hell can understand?

waiter:……

A trace of anger flashed across his face, but he didn't dare to show it. However, he didn't use Chinese, so he asked again in Russian.

Yao Bing was attracted by the master's scolding. He grabbed Rebecca Levi's hand nervously and looked at the waiter intently.

Zhao Chuanxin was trying to teach his apprentices by words and deeds how to treat the Japanese.

Zhang Shouzeng said a few words in Russian with a wry smile.

Then he asked Zhao Chuanxin: There is no Chinese food here, they are all big dishes, including salmon, sardines, steak, pork chops, curry chicken rice, tomato shredded chicken rice...

At this time, the main dish in many people’s minds is Western food.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to hold back and ordered three things according to Rebecca Levi's wishes.

Zhang Shouzeng was very talkative and explained to Zhao Chuanxin: Passengers in third-class carriages are not allowed to enter the dining car and cannot afford to eat. They usually bring their own dry food. People from all over the world have second-class carriages and first-class carriages. Western food is simple and difficult to prepare. It affects the appearance of the train and is easily accepted...

At this time, the train stopped.

There are no fences at the station at this time, so anyone can get on the platform.

Countless vendors swarmed in, seizing this short opportunity, holding up wooden plates and raising their throats to sell food to tourists.

A copper plate and a big pear...

Roast chicken only costs 15 bucks!

Rabbit meat, smoked rabbit meat...

Every time at this moment, Yao Bing would look at her with eager eyes, and her eyes would shed tears.

Zhang Shouzeng added: Everything else is fine, but don't buy rabbit meat. Many people use cat meat as rabbit meat.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled.

The skinned rabbit looks very thin, and so does the cat.

But the two can still be distinguished.

He asked: Dou Bao, what do you want to eat?

I, I want to eat pears, roasted chicken, rabbit meat, cucumbers, pickles, bacon...

Where are you giving the name of the dish? Zhao Chuanxin was speechless. Can you finish eating?

I can finish it! Yao Bing said firmly. I'll keep it and take it back to grandma to eat.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette, grabbed a handful of money and handed it out the window: The pear seller will bring three pear, the roast chicken seller will bring two roast chickens, the rabbit seller will go to one side, and the cucumber seller will bring four root……

The handful of money, with the flick of his thumb, fell accurately into the hands of each vendor, and each one was just right, no more, no less.

This skill shocked everyone.

Zhao Chuanxin bought a bunch of things and brought Zhang Shouzeng a portion of each item: Brother Heyan, please eat.

You can't do it, you can't do it...

Although it was not expensive, Zhang Shouzeng was still a little embarrassed.

Make, make.

Seeing his apprentice trying to eat a pear, Zhao Chuanxin snatched it away, took out a knife and peeled it for him.

With the strength of his wrist, he grasped the knife and pinched the pear, keeping the pear peel hanging until it was completely peeled off, and the intact pear peel fell on the table.

Another one was peeled off for Rebecca Levy, but he wouldn't eat it himself.

Zhang Shouzeng saw it all and felt inexplicably that this person was definitely not an unknown person.

Although these vendors have become a spectacle on the platform, hygiene and quality cannot be guaranteed after all.

More than a decade later, railings will be added to these platforms, and vendors will need a license to enter. Licenses will not be issued to those whose food does not comply.

There will be less chaos on the platform then.

When the food was served, Yao Bing had a pudding, Zhao Chuanxin had a steak, and Rebecca Levi had curry chicken rice with salmon.

During the meal, the two parties became familiar with each other.

Zhang Shouzeng asked: Where are you going?

Zhao Chuanxin said vaguely: Go to Changchun Mansion and take the East Route to the north.

We are the same. To be honest, I am also going to the north to take up my post.

Brother Heyan is going to be an official?

Insignificant, not worth mentioning... Zhang Shouzeng said modestly.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't ask in detail.

Zhang Shouzeng also lit a cigarette and suddenly sighed: Brother Yu Ren, if you go to school in the future, you must not specialize in languages, especially Japanese and Russian. It is better to study law and medicine. I specialize in Russian, but as a result, I am always thankless for my efforts in foreign affairs. .”

To repair Russian and Japanese, one must negotiate with Japan and Russia.

Weak countries have no diplomacy, and negotiation is just a doormat.

Zhao Chuanxin put down his dining knife and wiped the corner of his mouth: If you persuade people to study medicine, you will be struck by lightning; if you persuade people to study Dharma, you will be cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

Zhang Shouzeng shook his hand: ...

He pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and laughed.

Then he winked and asked in a low voice: Is this your wife across from you?

Zhao Chuanxin lit another cigarette: No, that's my half-sister.

... Zhang Shouzeng changed the subject: Brother Yu Ren is extraordinary. When others see foreigners, they all bow their heads. Only you, when they meet foreigners, they speak harshly.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: If you intend to offend, do it if you don't accept it. My apprentice is a little afraid of strangers. The master must show him how to learn and behave, so that he can ride on the necks of foreigners and shit in the future.

I blanch...

Zhang Shouzeng said in his heart, if every Chinese people stabbed their heads like this and educated their future generations like this, the Eight-Nation Allied Forces might not be able to invade.

Just like in later generations, there were some poor and impoverished countries, but no one dared to mess with them.

After eating, the two groups separated.

Zhang Shouzeng took the second-class carriage, while Zhao Chuanxin and the others took the first-class carriage.

Return to the carriage and in front of the original position.

Zhao Chuanxin found that the seat was actually occupied.

Until the Republic of China, trains did not have reserved seats.

If you lift your butt, the back foot position may be occupied, and you have no way to deal with it.

But who is Zhao Chuanxian?

He held up the collar of a white man with a mustache and said, Get out!

The white man was pulled so hard by an unrivaled force that he almost fell down.

He was furious and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: You...

Halfway through the sentence, I suddenly remembered something, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and changed my words: You are so bold...

He's talking nonsense. Zhao Zilong is so bold that he's still shocked by me. How bold do you think I am?

you……

What's wrong with you and me, get out of here!

Finally, he set an example for his apprentice, and Zhao Chuanxin felt comfortable all over.

The foreigner was angry and helpless.

Zhao Chuanxin is keeping a low profile, but this low profile is limited to not causing any loss of life.

Yao Bing's eyes were shining.

Zhao Chuanxin's behavior sent him some subtle hints:

Master can treat these foreigners with different looks like dogs...

For some reason, the foreigner stopped talking and did not go to the Japanese police.

At about midnight, the railway ahead was undergoing maintenance, and trains were stopped for several hours.

It was already past nine in the morning when we arrived at Changchun Mansion.

The South Manchuria Railway and the China Eastern Railway connect here.

Zhao Chuanxin did not dare to stay here for long, because the last time he came here, he caused enough trouble to the little devil.

This time he brought his apprentice and Rebecca Levi with him, and he needed to take care of their safety.

Even so, the three of them also had a meal at the station and got on the train in the afternoon.

Perhaps his apprentice Yao Bing was lucky, or perhaps the three of them looked too much like a family. During this process, Zhao Chuanxin rarely encountered any trouble.

The exhaustion of traveling and traveling made both Yao Bing and Rebecca Levi feel a little depressed.

Even in the 21st century, riding a green leather car is a kind of torture for women, children, the elderly and the weak, not to mention that at this time, an old cow is walking like a chrysalis.

In the afternoon, Yao Bing fell asleep.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Rebecca Levi to also take a rest, and he slept with Yao Bing in his arms.

The women and children were sleeping, but Zhao Chuanxin was very alert.

Although Yao Bing no longer bothers to go back to find her grandma, she still sobs from time to time when sleeping, wondering what she is dreaming about.

This time, Yao Bing slept until dinner time and said, Master, I'm hungry.

Let's go, my teacher will take you to drink Maozi's red cabbage soup!

The child, feeling energetic again after a good sleep: Okay, okay, let's go drink some soup and some meat...

Rebecca Levi smiled sweetly, a little naive in her exhaustion, her face was rosy, and she was instantly youthful.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly shuddered: I'm afraid it's not winter yet in Heilongjiang, and I'm almost going to make spring break out of you.

This is the kind of woman who is serious but makes you feel charming.

The holy body born with trendy charm...

Rebecca Levy: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head, stood up and walked towards the dining car with Yao Bing in his arms: I can't stand it, I can't stand it.

...

As a result, I met Zhang Shouzeng again in the dining car!

Zhao Chuanxin took a breath of cold air: Brother Heyan, how come I gave you a pear and roasted chicken and you still kept it?

Zhang Shouzeng froze when he saw the smile of an acquaintance: ...

Happy New Year brothers.

I want to take a day off to join in the fun, but I’m sorry, hahaha.