mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 177 I'm about equal to your father

From the first day when he was on guard against Zhao Chuanxin's troubles, and then Li Shutong's successive aftermaths, he gradually got used to it.

The beauty of being with someone like Zhao Chuanxin is that you will forget your troubles and displeasure, your thoughts will be led away, and every day is full of "surprises".

Looking at the shaved-headed cook who is serious about cooking in the snack bar, and the waiters who walk between the tables with small steps, Li Shutong felt a sense of loss when his friends parted.

It may be precisely because of his abundant and full emotions that he was able to compose the classic "Farewell" song "Fang Grass and Green Sky by the Ancient Road Outside the Changting Pavilion".

He was surprised, are the two really friends?
Li Shutong actually has such a friend?
"I'm leaving, can you do it yourself?"

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed bacon cheese and egg toast into his mouth, and took a big gulp of milk.

Yiyi burped: "How fresh, why would I have to eat hairy pigs without you, Li Butcher?"

In fact, only heartless people are suitable for time travel.

Otherwise, the environment will change suddenly, relatives and friends will be separated, and this alone will drive people crazy.

Li Shutong, who was compared to a butcher, smiled wryly: "Can't you speak well?

Although I'm not used to your escaping temperament, I can barely help you for a few more days. "

Two days ago, he couldn't have said that anyway.

At that time, he wished he could disappear immediately.

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile: "Haha, are you reluctant to leave me?"

With Uncle Li's temperament, he immediately said in embarrassment: "Hehe, forget it if you don't have to."

It is convenient to have a translator, but Zhao Chuanxin is afraid of implicating Li Shutong.

It's just that he didn't say this to him.

After breakfast, the two went back to the hotel. Li Shutong packed up his things and handed the remaining money in the bag to Zhao Chuanxin: "You still have a lot of money left."

"Three melons and two dates, you can take it and use it." Suddenly remembered something, Zhao Chuanxin said: "The Qing government is preparing to take the salt industry into the official salt business, after all, the banner people's surplus food is not much.

Your family business is selling salt, right?

Hehe, your good days won't last long.

If I were you, I would save some flowers, so as not to eat chaff in the future. "

The Qing court pays compensation every day, and like Zhao Chuanxin, he is a money-losing boy.

The difference is that Zhao Chuanxin has always distributed it to his own people, regardless of the cost; Cixi only distributed it to Youbang, regardless of the cost.

If you spend too much, you will naturally need new ways to make money.

Some people think that Zhao Chuanxin's compensation to the insurance team is too high, and a human life is not worth 3000 yuan.But 1000 people died and only 300 million yuan, why can't he afford it?

Who do you underestimate?

The prince of the Qing court, Yikuang, had personal bank deposits of 700 million pounds and 7000 million synthetic silver dollars, enough to kill 2 members of the insurance team.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't figure out how much a pension of 3000 silver dollars really was?

Is it reasonable that the lives of Chinese people must be lower than those of Manchus and foreigners?Lu Xun later earned 300 yuan a month, and 3000 yuan was his ten-month teaching salary. The value of silver dollars in the Republic of China was slightly higher than it is now. Does the life of a soldier have to be cheaper than that of a literati?
Li Shutong, who heard Zhao Chuanxin's words, was shocked.

Originally, he didn't find out that his family was bankrupt until he returned to China.

Now Zhao Chuanxin has given him a vaccination.

After a moment of silence, Li Shutong nodded: "Thank you very much."

Seeing that his mood was a little depressed, Zhao Chuanxin still smiled heartlessly: "Then, the highest etiquette in our world-cup fisted, see you again!"

Li Shutong left with a heart full of worries and a few hundred dollars.

He has his life.

When Li Shutong left, Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sky and stretched his hands.

"Ah! The free air, the sweet rain, the cute Japanese girl, I'm here!"

Looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, this time I failed to attract an affair, but...

"Ah! It's him, it's he who knocked my husband out!"

A fat white woman, holding an ugly long-haired dog, led two policemen to identify the murderer.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

What I hate the most is when someone makes him handsome for less than three seconds.

So he showed a ferocious face and gritted his teeth.

then,

Turn around and run!

The advantage of not having a car is that although the speed of long-distance running will not be very fast, the short legs of the Japanese are no match for him.

Kobe is a good place surrounded by mountains and sea, with a mild climate all year round.

In the south of Mount Liujia, the hills are low and there are many hot springs.

After running up the mountain, Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and saw that the police had disappeared.

He found a random path, and walked north and south for a while with his hands behind his back, when he suddenly heard the sound of splashing water.

Curious and walked over to have a look.

I rub.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, there was a man and a woman in a hot spring, without a trace, their white eyes were hot.

"It's really offensive, I have to go and criticize them."

Zhao Chuanxin made up his mind and began to undress.

Pfft!
The large splash of water made others very dissatisfied.

"Are you moral enough not to wear a scarf before entering the pool?"

Some Japanese men muttered in Japanese.

This is purely chicken and duck talk.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Look at you, how decent are you?

Today I must criticize you two.

Especially you, you girl, you are malnourished at first sight.

And you, you are taking a bath, what are you doing with your face painted like a ghost?
And you, um, you're good, keep in shape! "

Fifty-three years ago, the U.S. fleet knocked on the door of Japan, and Admiral Perry at the time witnessed the scene of mixed bathing in Japan.

It is said that Perry suffered from embarrassment at the time.

After the Meiji Restoration, the Tokugawa shogunate issued a ban prohibiting mixed bathing of men and women, and they felt somewhat ashamed.

It's easy to say anything behind closed doors, but now that the scandal is seen by outsiders, the impact is so bad.

There are bans, but no penalties.

At most, as Zhao Chuanxin is doing now, condemn him morally!
So repeated prohibition.

When the tall and burly Zhao Chuanxin got into the flowing hot spring naked, the Japanese girl here looked at him shyly.

No way, a group of chicken cubs mixed with eagles, one can imagine how eye-catching it is.

"Look at the good things you guys have done, don't be ashamed.

A moral gentleman like me hates your dirty faces the most, ah tui..."

Zhao Chuanxin was eloquent.

It can be seen that he spit in the pool, and the Japanese men here quit first.

A dwarf stood up from the water with a bang, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Baga, how can you spit into the pool?"

Zhao Chuanxin is happy, that's it, you still have the nerve to stand up?

He also got up in a hurry: "Baga, Baga, the karma of your whole family. Draft eighteen generations of ancestors..."

Let you see what is Xiongfeng!

The two scolded each other.

Each other can only feel each other's aura from the tone of voice, and the content is all based on guessing.

Apparently, Zhao Chuanxin was superior in skills, and after a while, the Japanese left the pool angrily, put on his clothes and left.

He didn't have the courage to do it.

Then, as if they had discussed it, the other men also left one after another.

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin re-enter the water, looking around with a smile on his face.

"I look at it with a critical eye. This is what a gentleman does."

You see, Zhao Chuanxin knows how to use affirmative sentences to hypnotize himself.

I remember that Zhao Chuanxin once discussed the image of women in the late Qing Dynasty with his classmates.

A friend said that women in the late Qing Dynasty must conform to the aesthetic views of men in the late Qing Dynasty.

Zhao Chuanxin scoffed.

Ugly is ugly!

Anyone with a bit of aesthetic taste would not think that dressing up like that would look good.

It turns out he was right.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, many domestic celebrities fell in love with Japanese women.Lu Xun, Sun Dapao, Pu Jie, Guo Kaizhen, and even Li Shutong who had just separated from Zhao Chuanxin were all like this.

Why?

It's not that Zhao Chuanxin destroys his prestige and grows the ambition of others.

It can be understood by looking at the comparison of the appearance of the two sides.

Japanese women can trim their eyebrows, but they don't shave their foreheads to expose their foreheads, and this will make bangs popular.

These days, Japanese women don't paint their teeth black as they did in the early days, and few people paint their faces as white as they have shaved.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a girl with a hairstyle and face that was sweeter than that of Mitsuko Yamada in Jet Li's movie "Jing Wu Hero".

(Old photos can prove this point. At the beginning of the [-]th century and the end of the Qing Dynasty, the appearance was indeed not at the same level.)
This situation will continue until the advent of the Republic of China, and all kinds of amazing things will appear in the country.

Therefore, in many cases, appearance has a lot to do with hairstyle, makeup and outfit.

Seeing that the little devils who got in the way had left, Zhao Chuanxin leaned on the shore in a comfortable posture, and said in English: "Who knows English?"

The sweet-looking girl said, "I will."

Soft voice, soft and weak.

"Oh, then you are the translator, let's chat together!"

The girl translated the words to the girls.

There are many unsolved mysteries in Japan.

Mixed bathing is just one of them.

What's more, in the public, everyone is very shy.Close the door, all kinds of unrestrained.

Several girls and women present bowed their heads.

Act very shy.

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Takano Mariko."

"Malizi, you are beautiful."

The Japanese, who have always copied Chinese culture, are still reserved.

Faced with Zhao Chuanxin's unscrupulous praise, Takano Mariko was really shy.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Chuanxin asked her again: "Where did you learn English?"

Takano Mariko whispered: "I studied in Liujia High School and learned it from my teacher."

Hello high school students.

"Maliko, can you do me a favor?"

"OK!"

"Will you rub my back?"

"..."

……

After soaking in the hot spring, Zhao Chuanxin sent Takano Mariko home after doing nothing.

"Malizi, what do your family members do?"

"My father is a traditional craftsman. He used to carve netsuke for nobles. Now everyone is wearing suits instead of kimonos, and netsuke can only be used for ornamental purposes. My father had to make pen holders and pencil cases for students to make a living.

My mother is a housewife. "

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that for a period of time in later generations, Japanese netsuke was sought after, and many netsuke became Japanese national treasures.

Antiques are utensils that carry culture and history, and it is time that gives them value.

But when Zhao Chuanxin is in the torrent of the times, he feels that it is meaningless to chase after antiques.

"Well, what a coincidence, I also know how to carve."

As he said that, there was an extra antler in his hand, and he walked and carved with the elf carving knife.

From time to time, I looked up at Takano Mariko, and for a moment a portrait of a figure first appeared.

He is actually better at sculpting than painting.

Hands up and down the knife, easy to handle.

Since Takano Mariko's father was a netsuke, she naturally watched him do sculptures a lot.

But Zhao Chuanxin...

This hand speed is really not human, and to match this hand speed, how sharp does the carving knife need to be?

When his father carves, he always blows a breath after a few carvings to blow away the debris, observes from side to side and thinks twice before continuing to cut.

But Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have no need to think, and the speed of the Elf carving knife was faster than that of the five-axis round carving machine.

Seeing her staring at his fingers, Zhao Chuanxin smiled, and the elf carving knife rotated flexibly on the tip of the finger. Finally, with the index finger as the central axis, the thumb flicked, and the elf carving knife spun several times in the palm of his hand.

"My hand speed of being single for 30 years is not a joke, Ma Lizi.

Do you want to try it? "

Looking at the sharp elf carving knife, Takano Mariko quickly shook her head.

She obviously got it wrong.

There was also a frightened expression on his face.

in fact,

The reason why Zhao Chuanxin has been practicing carving hand speed is very simple.

The head of the Elven Carving Knife can be retracted, and it has to be so fast that people can't see the change of the head.

Otherwise it will always be troublesome to explain.

Practice makes perfect, and you have developed a good "hands-on" skill.

Not long after, the appearance of Takano Mariko appeared on the antlers, lifelike.

The next work will be fine, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Takano Mariko: "Wait, let's sit here for a while."

He outlined the hair with a knife.

Neither of them spoke.

This is considered a plateau, and there are cattle and sheep grazing on the west side, grazing leisurely with their heads down.

A watchdog barks.

The breeze was blowing, and the sun was just right.

Takano Mariko was wearing a flower-colored kimono, sitting on the ground hugging her knees, Xu Feng blew her neat bangs up, and the hairband behind her fluttered with the wind.

At this time, it is not Zhao Chuanxin's sculpture that is staring at it, but Zhao Chuanxin himself.

Her eyes are clear and bright.

She thought: He is so tall and handsome, he talks humorously, and has skills.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Am I handsome?

I advise you not to have unreasonable thoughts about me! "

First, she looked away with a guilty conscience like a frightened deer, and then poof, Takahara Mariko laughed out loud.

And Zhao Chuanxin blew on the antlers.

Debris are flying, the lovely essence of Takahara Manashi is attached to the antlers, a delicate face, slightly melancholy but clear big eyes, and a beautiful mouth shape.

Handing it to her, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Compared to your father, what do you think of my craftsmanship?"

With a pursed smile, Takahara Manashi took the antlers: "Even my father would praise this kind of skill."

"Okay, give it back to me when you're done reading."

"..."

Don't play by the routine.

After taking back the antlers, Zhao Chuanxin carved a round cartoon-style butt on the back.Carved a few characters and returned them to Takahara Maliko.

"Well, I'll send it to you."

Gao Yuanzhen Lizi couldn't help but clenched her small fist and beat Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder: "You are good or bad."

"right.

Real pear, your father is highly skilled, and I am also highly skilled, right? "

"Ok!"

"Superior skill equals superb skill, and I am equal to your father.

Well, from now on, you can just call me Dad. "

"I'm going to die!"

Takahara Mariko couldn't hold back, and broke out a sentence in Japanese.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed out loud.

The two got up and chased after each other, making the sheep grazing in the distance look up curiously.

Until, in the eyes of the sheep, the reflections of the two people disappeared, and it bowed its head again and continued to fill its hungry stomach.

(End of this chapter)