mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 404 Old Fu Kang Youwei

Seeing is believing, John Browning was convinced.

He looked at the two carved models on the table and said with a wry smile: "If I had a team like the two of you, my achievements would be far better than today. Your mentor and apprentice can be equivalent to a design team of 30 people."

These two guns were designed by Zhao Chuanxin according to the ideas of the two after irreconcilable differences appeared during the discussion.

John Browning, for the first time in his life, designed a highly feasible work in one day.

Zhao Chuanxin patted Marguerite Gompers on the head: "Don't underestimate my apprentice, she is also amazing. She told me that you hid your hand in the design of the gun's rear sight."

John Browning was first shocked, then blushed.

The old man, who was not considered cunning, murmured: "Hehe, it's not a secret, it's just that your master and apprentice gave me inspiration, and I suddenly thought of the sheet-shaped front sight and the notched rear sight."

The two guns on the table were both the ideas of John Browning and Benjamin Goldberg.

Benjamin Goldberg's style is more innovative, with an open top sleeve, the automatic method is the short recoil type of the barrel, and the locking mechanism is the iron swing type. Benjamin Goldberg's whimsical use of double action The firing mechanism and the hammer rotary firing mechanism also use a two-piece firing pin.

Those leaning towards John Browning's style have his usual style, the trigger and the hammer are not linked, just simply pull the trigger to fire, or use the pull sleeve to load.

But these two guns are landmark weapons.

Even if it is just a model now, John Browning dared to say that the significance of their emergence is subversive.

"I never thought that design would be such a simple thing," he said.

Benjamin Goldberg's eyes widened, with a look of surprise: "Ah? I never thought about how difficult it would be to design such a thing..."

John Browning: "..."

Can you die without bragging?
But thinking about it carefully, for this master and apprentice, it seems that the design is really nothing rare.

If you have an idea, cash it out immediately, and with the practice test of a master gun like Zhao Chuanxin, it is clear at a glance whether it is suitable or not.

He decided not to care about like a child.

He stood up and buttoned his suit. This time it was his turn to extend his hand solemnly: "Benjamin, I apologize for my previous contempt. Facts have proved that heroes don't care about their origins and ages. It's a pleasure to cooperate with you things."

Marguerite Gompers's large eyes flickered.

It turns out that being Zhao Chuanxin's apprentice can be recognized by adults so easily.

Benjamin Goldberg wanted to show the demeanor of a big brother in front of his junior sister, so he shook hands with him proudly.

John Browning reached out to Margaret Gompers again: "Young lady, you are also very remarkable, although I don't know how you see through my thoughts."

Seeing that she still had her share, Marguerite Gompers couldn't help smiling sweetly, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.

How can it be seen that not long ago, she was haunted by "heart demons".

The feeling of being recognized by doing things with Master is the best way to heal.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly winked at Benjamin Goldberg.

The eldest apprentice immediately said, "Mr. Browning, I have doubts."

"Please tell me." It's rare that this kid still wants to ask the old man some questions, so that the old man was not directly shot to death on the beach.

John Browning was willing to teach him, which was very gratifying to him.

"Mr. Browning, weapon manufacturing is closely related to the industrial process." This was what the master and apprentice had discussed long ago to extort business secrets. Benjamin Goldberg took advantage of John Browning as his teacher and hurriedly asked: "You know how to use the gas generated by bullet excitation to realize automation, but if you want to design a weapon, after the bullet is pushed out, the gas passes through the gas guide tube and enters the rear bracket, and drives the extractor, drags the edge of the bullet, and extracts the bullet. After pulling, with the current industrial technology, can these be realized?"

As an expert, John Browning was ashamed to find that he could not understand Benjamin Goldberg's description.

He thought about it again and again, and finally understood: "If it was just a heavy machine gun like Maxim, you wouldn't ask me. The weapon you mentioned should be more sophisticated and complicated than a heavy machine gun. You know, when I design weapons, not only The weapon itself must be considered, as well as the limitations of metal processing and manufacturing, so the simpler the structure, the better. The components are too precise, and the strength and durability of metal are the biggest problems, as well as reliability..."

John Browning was eloquent, but he never thought that Benjamin Goldberg would have any unnatural designs.

Because people cannot conceive of cognitive unexpected things.

What he roughly meant was that weapons can be manufactured, but with the current technology, mass production is unrealistic.

Many materials have to be crafted by hand.

Under the instruction of Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg used his child's identity to cunningly continue to talk to John Browning.

But when Zhao Chuanxin was stealing his master and apprentice, Abraham Cohen was in trouble.

He wanted to get on the right track, and he couldn't wait to tell the world about his achievements.

When Zhao Chuanxin made the decision to let him be in charge of the company's affairs, he immediately went to the Holland Hotel at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and 30th Street in Manhattan, planning to reserve the banquet hall here and invite all the respectable people he could know Come to the banquet.

He chose the Holland Hotel for a reason. No matter in terms of scale, luxury or popularity, the Holland Hotel is far inferior to the Walldorf Hotel, and of course the price is also cheaper.

However, there are high-quality and high-quality services here.

Just save face.

After arriving, I have discussed the price with the manager and even paid the deposit.

At this time, a group of people came, and after talking to the manager, the manager said to Abraham Cohen with a face of shame: "Sorry, Mr. Cohen, there was an accident, and I can only refund you the deposit."

Abraham Cohen was furious when he heard this.

"What did you say? Refund the deposit? You know what credibility means to a businessman? How can you do that?"

The manager just smiled apologetically: "The other party is not easy to mess with, I'm really sorry."

"Hehe." Abraham Cohen sneered: "You mean, I'm more annoying than them, right?"

"That's not what I meant." The manager explained, "They are members of the Constitutional Council of the Qing Empire."

Abraham Cohen didn't listen to explanations.

It's easy to bully them when they eat food trucks, right?

He pushed the manager away and walked towards the people over there.

These people have shiny foreheads and long braids at the back of their heads.

Suits + yin and yang heads, easy to identify.

The leader has two down-curved mustaches.

Abraham Cohen rolled up his sleeves: "Hey, old man, it's you. I have something to ask for you."

The man was stunned for a moment, and immediately a strong subordinate stood in front of him.

The man frowned: "Who are you? What advice do you have?"

"I ordered this banquet hall first, you know?" Abraham Cohen was aggressive.

Don't look at him yearning to be superior to others, but people in suits may also be thugs.

Behind the guard, the old man with the mouse whiskers stroked his beard and smiled complacently: "No matter where the virtuous are, there is no such thing as first-come-first-served? Old Kang Youwei, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

He is frequently reported and is a well-known person at home and abroad.

Even many Americans have to give him some thin face.

However, Abraham Cohen has never heard of him: "I don't care who you are, but if you don't know how to respect our food truck gang, you will pay the price."

If it was any politician, or some capitalists, Kang Youwei might still be afraid of it.

Instead, when Abraham Cohen mentioned the "dining car gang", Kang Youwei straightened his back and said with a smile, "Sir, you'd better get out of the way. If you don't know how to respect the 'Imperial Constitutional Council', you will also pay the price."

Abraham Cohen saw three sturdy Chinese men standing beside Kang Youwei. He knew that a good man would not suffer from immediate losses, so he gritted his teeth and walked out the door.

As soon as he went out, he waved across the street.

Two Jews who were smoking on the opposite side approached.

When Kang Youwei took someone out, he was blocked by Abraham Cohen.

"You think you have a lot of people, don't you?" Abraham Cohen sneered.

There was no fear on Kang Youwei's face. His bodyguard blew his whistle, and a group of Chinese men came down from several carriages parked nearby and surrounded Abraham Cohen.

Abraham Cohen: "…"

Great!
……

Zhao Chuanxin got the secret he wanted.

John Browning also met Zhao Chuanxin's team.

Before leaving, John Browning decided to stay in the east, formally signed a contract with Zhao Chuanxin, perfected the design, and stopped by Courdex to teach Zhao Chuanxin's workshop.

Zhao Chuanxun took his two apprentices and left the Waldorf Hotel satisfied.

He looked up at the cirrocumulus clouds in the sky and thought it might be raining.

Benjamin Goldberg suddenly said: "Master, look over there, it seems that the employees of Xinghui Catering Company are surrounded by people."

The Holland Hotel is not far from the Walldorf Hotel.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw that Abraham Cohen was surrounded by a group of Chinese.

Overseas, Zhao Chuanxin regards the entire Chinese community as his own, even among the Chinese there may be good and bad.

He let out a "bad" sound: "The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, why did my own people get into a fight with my own people?"

As he spoke, he hurried over with his two apprentices to see what was going on.

Getting closer.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the crowd: "Hey, please let me go, my big gold ring fell on the ground and I can't find it."

As soon as this sentence came out, most people began to look down.

Hearing Zhao Chuanxin's voice, Abraham Cohen, who was ready to be beaten, was overjoyed.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and said, "What, pretending to be so aggressive?"

Abraham Cohen: "…"

How did you guess so accurately?
Kang Youwei stroked his beard and looked at Zhao Chuanxin who suddenly appeared: "Who is your Excellency?"

He felt that Zhao Chuanxin should be Chinese.

However, most of the Chinese who come overseas are from the south.

Zhao Chuanxin is a typical northerner.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head to look, hey, this person looks so wretched, but he looks familiar.

"I'm Chen Yigeng, this is my friend, I don't know how he offended my brother?"

Kang Youwei's cheeks twitched when he heard him call himself "brother".

"Old man Kang Youwei!"

He relied on the old to sell the old temperament, so naturally he couldn't understand Zhao Chuanxin's name.

Hearing this name, Zhao Chuanxin's smiling face suddenly turned cold.

(End of this chapter)