mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 576

Wilhelmina grabbed his wrist and punched Hendrick on the nose.

Immediately, Hendrick's head was thrown back, and his nose was bleeding profusely.

My brain is buzzing.

Hendrick was stunned, and Wilhelmina was also surprised.

When did his strength become so great?
Hendrick was not convinced, and wanted to do it.

Wilhelmina raised her fist and punched again.

The speed is fast and the strength is great.

Hendrick didn't have time to react, his head was thrown back again, and he staggered back, holding on to the pillar for a long time to recover.

I'm Zhuo, I can't say it, and I can't beat it now?

In fact, Wilhelmina was considered tall among women of this era, a little shorter than Hendrick but limited.

After she found that her strength had increased a lot, she immediately gained confidence.

Thinking of Zhao Chuanxin's appearance of beating someone, she sneered and said: "From now on, you are not allowed to step into the palace, go and live with your lover and your illegitimate children, don't say it is unpredictable!"

Hendrick had many lovers and many illegitimate children.

Hendrick really couldn't help it.

This is Holland, not Germany.

He glared at Wilhelmina, but he didn't dare to speak harshly, for fear of being beaten again.Then he wiped his nosebleed angrily, and walked away.

When he walked to the door, the guard looked at him strangely, and Hendrick said angrily, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll dig out your eyeballs."

The guard restrained his smile, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

After Hendrick left, Wilhelmina rubbed her belly, thought of something, and said to herself, "I don't know if your father has received the news. He doesn't have any heirs yet, so he must be very happy, right?"

……

Zhao Chuanxin has no joy, no sorrow, no heart and no lungs.

No bad thing will stay in his heart for a long time.

It can't be said that he didn't think about Wilhelmina, it can only be said that he almost forgot about her.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxun planned to take his apprentices from Yunnan to Guizhou, cross thousands of rivers and mountains to Sichuan, and finally visit the plateau and desert, and then cross the grassland and return to the outside of the customs.

Take Benjamin Goldberg to see this great river and mountain, and by the way, fulfill one of his wishes.

In the 21st century, what Zhao Chuanxin wants to do most is to travel all over the country, which is the model of walking away with a bag on his back.

But until time goes back, the first item on this wish list has not been completed.

Now, whether it is physical or financial resources, he has the conditions.

However, being reminded by Shuangxi about the incident in the coal mine, Zhao Chuanxin had to go to Shanghai first by water.

Under a towering clam tree, Zhao Chuanxin dried the clothes of Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian, and gave them a raincoat from a small shop in Claris, Panama.

He himself wore a Panama hat.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a tree stump that had been cut down next to it. On the cross section, the annual ring texture was like a shell, with one side wide and the other narrow.

He said: "This is also a clam tree. This wood is good. It's a pity not to make a cutting board. I'll cut a piece."

As he said that, he cut a piece of the tree stump with a diameter of more than one meter with an elf carving knife.

Zhao Yixian was shocked and said: "Shenxian Zhao, this is a sharp weapon of the magic weapon!"

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

"What did you say?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "You can't make a fuss and bluff all day long when you cook."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin happily put away the newly-arrived vegetable pier, and was going to take care of it later to prevent it from cracking.

The clam tree, in the 21st century, has been cut down to "endangered". Who would dare to use it at that time?

Just like the dishes outside the customs at this time, the recipes are the guidebook for imprisonment in the 21st century, so they are not systematic.

The three of them headed south in the rain.

Zhao Yixian was still holding the horse mouth fish, and he said with a bitter face: "Shenxian Zhao, do you still want this fish?"

"Yes, why don't you?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the smoke from the chimneys of the village in front of him and said, "Go over there and find a place to wrap this fish in noodles and fry it. I can eat three big bowls."

Benjamin Goldberg said: "I can do four bowls."

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

Zhao Yixian was a little apprehensive about Ganfan, and quickly asked, "What did Ganfan say?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Gongfan said that there are not many fish, and the rest will be rounded. It's nothing to do with you."

"..." Zhao Yixian felt that he was overwhelmed by this dog. He wanted to win back the city, and said proudly: "There are no wheat growers here, and if you have money, you can't buy noodles. It seems that you have no luck."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't turn his head back: "It's okay, Zhao travels around the rivers and lakes and always prepares his own food."

As he said that, there was a pinch of slightly yellowed flour in the palm of his hand.

The flour at this time, somehow, no matter how fine it is, it is not as white as the later generations, which is really strange.

Zhao Yixian stopped talking.

What a fuck.

The three entered the village.

I didn't go far, I wanted to find a family nearby.

The local villages are all made of mud, earthy yellow, with mud tiles on the roof and wooden doors, and the doors are wide open during the day.

Before entering the hospital, Zhao Chuanxin heard the noise coming from inside.

"Boss, it's up to you to take care of them."

"Third son, you have only been taking care of me for less than half a month, why is it my turn?"

"Hey, don't haggle over every detail, you two, who can do it in half a month?"

"Second brother, you said it lightly, and it's not your turn. Your sister-in-law has complained for a long time."

"Boss, otherwise, we don't care about it?"

"This... will the village secretly poke our spines?"

"Who made the two old guys sick, and there was still one who could poop and pee."

Outside, Zhao Yixian sighed when he heard it: "Hey, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not old.

That being the case, I will change to another house, the house must be smelly. "

Benjamin Goldberg thought he was a real gentleman, but it turned out that he just hated the old man's smell in the house and would blow his nose.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't move.

After hearing Zhao Yixian's words, he bared his teeth and smiled.

There is no filial son in front of the long sick bed, right?
He stepped into the courtyard and called, "Is anyone home?"

A dark-skinned young man came out: "Who is it?"

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands in his pockets, and said cheerfully, "We borrow expensive land to make a fire and cook food, and I will give you a small ocean. We only use some water and firewood from your water tank."

He has a stove and charcoal, but not much.

When it is convenient, it is better to use local materials.

When the young man heard this, it was a good thing, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."

Two more men came out of the room, both older than him.

The two quit: "Cooperating with others to come to our parents' house, you make money yourself, right?"

Arranged according to age, the last ones should be the eldest and the second.

The third child knew he was wrong and said with a sneer, "It's not much for a small ocean."

"One size fits all, that doesn't work either."

"Okay, let's split it equally."

Zhao Chuanxin was still smiling: "Have you discussed it? We have discussed it, let's go into the house."

Zhao Yixian quickly pointed to the firewood shed in the yard: "Shenxian Zhao, let's not go into the house, and deal with it here."

"Hey..." Zhao Chuanxin drew a long voice: "Zhao is a person of status, who eats in the woodshed? People know that they are going to be a joke."

When the three brothers heard this, they had a big mouth and well-dressed clothes. He presumably was a wealthy owner, and he brought two followers and a dog with him when he went out. One of the followers was actually a foreigner, which was a great status.

"Please come inside, my parents are old and sick, so please don't blame me for the smell." The boss seemed to be a bit learned, and his words were very particular.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "It's okay, when you are away from home, you can do whatever you want."

With that said, he folded his hands behind his back and entered the room immediately.

He didn't wait for his brother's invitation, he directly lifted the curtain of the main room to look inside: "Hey, you look so kind, old man."

Sure enough, the room smelled of urine and excrement, and a skinny old couple on the bed had sallow complexions, gray hair, and age spots on their faces.

It looks pathetic.

The three brothers scratched their heads, while Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine Zhao Chuanxin was selling in the gourd.

The old man's teeth were about to fall out, his lips were sunken, he opened his mouth, and made a hissing sound, as if it was difficult to speak.

And Zhao Chuanxin slapped his head, and said excitedly to the old man on the bed: "Oh, I remembered, old cousin, do you remember me? You played with me when you were young?"

The old man's dizzy old eyes were very confused.

Brother three, you look at me, I look at you: what's going on?
Zhao Chuanxin simply entered the room, not shy about the smell in the room at all. He came to the bedside and grabbed the old man's withered hand: "Old Cousin, oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, I really miss you. Why are you so sick?" Are they looking like this? These three are my nephews, right? Oh, I’ve grown up so much in a blink of an eye, time makes people grow old, and I’m over fifty in a blink of an eye.”

"..." It really doesn't look like a 50-year-old person.

Zhao Yixian followed in, clutching his nose, lightly pulled Zhao Chuanxin's clothes, and whispered, "Mr. Zhao, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Who doesn't know that Zhao Chuanxin is from outside the customs, even if he speaks official language, he still has an accent from outside the customs.

How could there be an old Jiangxi cousin who was dying?
Zhao Chuanxin ignored him at all, took out three dragon yuan from his arms, took a photo in the light first, seemed to be confirming the amount, and then stuffed it into the old man's hand: "Old cousin, don't say anything, We haven't seen each other for many years. I feel very sad to see you sick like this. I didn't bring much money with me when I went out this time. I spent a lot of money, so that's all I have left. When I turn around, I'll send someone to send more Let Guo Renzhang, Guo Baosheng, the commander of the patrol battalion, come and deliver that bastard in person, let me tell you, he is very respectful to me."

As a result, although the old man was speechless, he kept pushing and refused.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his back, and no one else could see his expression except the old man.

He winked at the old man.

The old man seemed to understand, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

The three brothers stared at the three Guangxu Long Yuan, their eyes straightened: "Father, since it was given by my cousin, then you should keep it, and you can't take away my cousin's kindness."

"Yes, Dad, take it."

"That's right, Dad, you really don't want to take it, you can give it to me later..."

"Shut up, what are you talking about?"

Since he has money, his cousin should be his cousin. He grew up young, perhaps because he has a good wallet.It is said that rich people who drink ginseng soup every day must live a long life.

There was a sneer at the corner of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth. As soon as the old man saw it, Zhao Chuanxin put away his expression and sighed: "Oh, old cousin, you are still so stubborn. Well, I understand you. I won't force you .”

When the three brothers heard this, they became anxious and were about to say something, but Zhao Chuanxin had already got up and turned to them.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Three virtuous nephews, since my old cousin wants to save face, I can't make him sad. You take good care of him. I look at his complexion, and I'm afraid he won't have much time. When he dies one day, I will Go to the mansion of Commander Guo Renzhang Guo of the Patrol Battalion and ask him to bring me a message. At that time, I will entrust three virtuous nephews with glory and wealth, and I will be worthy of my old cousin."

The three brothers couldn't help being overjoyed when they heard it: "Uh...Cousin, are you serious?"

Zhao Chuanxin glared at the boss: "What is this called? A family, the bones are broken and the tendons are broken. It is right for you three brothers to be arranged."

The youngest, boasting of being clever, knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Chuanxin: "Thank you, cousin."

Zhao Yixian next to him was an old Jianghu, and he suddenly understood what was going on, and couldn't help but have a weird face.

The boss and the second child were not to be outdone, and knocked them together.

Zhao Chuanxin was as calm as ever, and he accepted it all his life.

When they got up, they handed three silver dollars to them one by one: "My cousin doesn't have any silver on him, so you can take this little money to drink. I'm usually busy with business, so I don't have much time to come here. When my old cousin dies, then One day, remember to find me."

The third child nodded like a pounding garlic: "Definitely."

The second child was a bit stubborn, scratched his head and asked, "Cousin, your family must be very rich, right?"

The boss jerked the second brother's arm, and there was no one to tell the truth all day long. Is it possible to ask such a thing?
Zhao Chuanxin had a kind face on his face: "My uncle has a lot of money, there are two shops in Australia Island, and there are probably a dozen or twenty shops in Hong Kong Island, and there are also some properties outside the customs, and the three nephews don't want it." Sorry, come and find me when the time comes."

There is business in the north and the south?Whoa, that's amazing!

"Definitely." The three brothers were very excited. "We must take good care of our parents."

"Okay, let's go and arrange it, pick some onions, ginger and garlic, my cousin is hungry."

The three brothers were eager to show off and almost trotted out.

As soon as they left, Zhao Chuanxin said to the old man and woman on the bed: "Don't talk, just take it as the truth. You and the old couple will die later. If they dare to go to Guo Renzhang, Guo Renzhang will teach them how to behave. "

The corners of the old man's and the old lady's eyes shed tears almost at the same time.

Benjamin Goldberg slapped his thigh: "Master, tall, really tall!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "It's not worth mentioning that it's a small skill."

Zhao Yixian smacked his lips: "It's a pity that the three oceans are lost."

Zhao Chuanxin said, "No pity, no pity."

Everyone is puzzled.

He pointed to a plum vase in the corner and said, "Old man, I've tricked your three sons into giving the old couple retirement, so give this bottle to me."

The old man nodded while crying, but could not speak.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the bottle and looked at it. The cap and the bottom of the bottle were written in ink: Li, Yue, She, Yu, Shu, Shu and other inscriptions, which are beautiful in shape and full of decoration.

Zhao Yixian was stunned: "Huh? This seems to be a Yuan blue and white porcelain vase hidden in Gao An's cellar."

"Hehe, you still have some knowledge." Zhao Chuanxin nodded at the old man and lady, and left the room with the bottle.

Benjamin Goldberg asked curiously, "Master, is this worth much?"

"I don't know now." Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "But it will be worth the old nose after a hundred years. It must be worth more than three oceans."

Not long after, the three brothers came back with onions, ginger and garlic, and a basket of eggs.

Under the guidance of Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian jointly concocted it.

Although not very satisfied, but also considered full.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin can't break his "rich man" personality, and he can't do it himself.

After eating and drinking enough, the three brothers graciously sent Zhao Chuanxin and others away.

When they arrived at the port, Zhao Yixian was still smacking Zhao Chuanxin's coquettish operation, and said brokenly: "Zhao Shenxian is really a good trick. I think the three brothers will support their parents well. The most important thing is to get a Yuan blue and white porcelain vase for nothing. It’s my fault that I didn’t see it because of my poor eyesight. The three brothers are also stupid. There are treasures in the family but they can’t see Mount Tai…”

In his mind, although Zhao Chuanxin killed two birds with one stone, the most meaningful piece was the Yuan blue and white piece.

It can be seen that at this time, this plum vase is also valuable.

Maybe they are used to being poor, and the three brothers don't think how much the bottles and cans are worth; maybe the old man knows, but seeing the virtue of his three sons, he is unwilling to tell the truth to his three sons even if he is alive.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and buy a boat ticket to Shanghai."

As soon as Zhao Yixian walked away, Benjamin Goldberg asked, "Master, why did you bring him?"

Qianfan was also puzzled, and looked up at Zhao Chuanxin.

"What kind of person do you think Zhao Yixian is?"

Benjamin Goldberg thought about it: "philistine, slick, bad character."

Zhao Chuanxin spread his hands: "Yes, since he is willing to be a cow and a horse, dreaming of the dream of cultivating immortals, then let him be fulfilled. This is a free servant."

"Then what if he finds out, Master, that you lied to him?"

"Then give him a good meal, and then let him go, if he dares to fart, he will be skinned." Zhao Chuanxin sneered.

……

Shanghai.

The residence of the Consul General in Shanghai Jamieson.

The personnel of Baojin Mining Company headed by Qu Benqiao are negotiating with the British Fu company headed by the British Consul General in Shanghai Jameson.

Jameson was holding a cigar, wearing a suit and leather shoes, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and said, "Five million taels of silver is already the biggest concession we can make."

Qu Ben shook his head: "It's too much, I can only give 150 million taels of silver."

Jamie Sen sneered: "That's impossible, we can't recover the cost of this amount."

Feng Jichuan looked at Zhe Meisen's arrogant and proud posture, and he was inevitably annoyed. He said sarcastically, "What is the cost of the British Fu company? Is it the cost of 2 pounds?"

2 pounds was the price paid by British Fukong and White Wolf to plunder the mining rights in Shanxi.

In exchange for silver, it is only more than 20 taels.

Jamieson was unmoved: "Gentlemen, in our West, investment is to get returns. Why do you think that we can fulfill you without asking for returns?"

Qu Benqiao argued hard: "But if it is an investment made by improper means, it is unreasonable to ask for a return."

Jamison's attitude was as lazy and arrogant as that of all British nobles. He said lightly: "It seems that we can only discuss it again. Let's call it a day."

Immediately issued an expulsion order.

Qu Benqiao and the others had no choice but to leave disgruntled.

As soon as they left, someone asked Jamieson: "Consul, their foreign students went on strike, and some Japanese students committed suicide by jumping into the sea to protest. It's a big deal, or else..."

Jamieson interrupted him: "This is their own business. The Chinese only dare to bully themselves. Don't worry, they will compromise. The price in my heart is 275 million taels, and nothing less will do."

　What a big chapter, really diligent.Say to the mirror: You have worked hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)