The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Wilhelmina grabbed his wrist and punched Hendrik in the nose.

Suddenly, Hendrick's head fell back and his nose began to bleed.

My head is buzzing.

Hendrick was confused and Wilhelmina was also surprised.

When did you become so strong?

Hendrick was not convinced and wanted to take action.

Wilhelmina raised her fist and punched again.

Very fast and extremely powerful.

Hendrick didn't have time to react. He tilted his head back again and staggered back. He held on to the pillar for a long time to regain his strength.

I can't fight even if I blanch, now I can't fight?

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

After she found that her strength had increased a lot, she suddenly felt confident.

Thinking of Zhao Chuanxin's beating, she sneered and said, "You are not allowed to step into the palace from now on. Go and live with your lover and your illegitimate children. Don't say you didn't predict what you said!"

Hendrik had many lovers and many illegitimate children.

Hendrick really couldn't help it.

This is the Netherlands, not Germany.

He glared at Wilhelmina, but did not dare to say harsh words for fear of being beaten again. Then he angrily wiped away the nosebleed and walked away.

When he walked to the door, the guard looked at him with a strange expression. Hendrick said angrily: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

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

After Hendrick left, Wilhelmina touched her belly and thought of something. She raised the corners of her mouth and said to herself: "I don't know if your father has received the news. He doesn't have any children yet. He must be very happy, right?"

…

Zhao Chuanxin is neither happy nor sad, heartless.

No matter what bad things happen, they won't stay in his heart for long.

It can't be said that he hasn't thought about Wilhelmina, it can only be said that he has almost forgotten her.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin planned to take his apprentice from Yunnan to Guizhou, across thousands of rivers and mountains to Sichuan, and finally to visit the plateau and desert, and then cross the grassland back to the outside world.

Take Benjamin Goldberg to see this great place and fulfill one of his wishes.

In the 21st century, what Zhao Chuanxin wants to do most is to travel across the country, the kind of model where he can just go with his bag.

But until time goes back, the top of this wish list has not been completed.

Now he has the conditions, both physically and financially.

However, Shuangxi reminded him of the incident in the coal mine, so Zhao Chuanxin had to take the waterway to Shanghai first.

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

He himself wore a Panama hat.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a chopped tree stump nearby. In a cross-section, the growth rings had a texture like a clam shell, with one side wide and the other narrow.

He said: "This is also a clam tree. The wood is good. It would be a pity not to use it as a cutting board. I'll chop a piece of it."

As he spoke, 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: "Zhao Shenxian, this is a magic weapon!"

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

"What did Ganfan say?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: “You don’t have to fuss and fuss all day long.”

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin happily put away the newly acquired vegetables and prepared to go back and take care of them to prevent them from cracking.

In the 21st century, the clam tree has been cut down and has become "increasingly endangered". Who dares to use it at that time?

Just like the foreign cuisine at this time, the recipe is a guide to prison in the 21st century, so it is not systematic.

The three of them headed south in the rain.

Zhao Yixian was still holding the horsemouth fish, and he said with a grimace: "Zhao Shenxian, do you still want this fish?"

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

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

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Yixian was a little frightened by Gan Fan and asked quickly: "What did Gan Fan say again?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "As the saying goes, there are not many fish, and the rest will be rounded up, and it will have nothing to do with you."

"..." Zhao Yixian felt that he was defeated by this dog. He wanted to win back the victory, and said proudly: "There are no wheat growers here. If you have money, you can't buy noodles. It seems that you and others are not happy."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back: "It doesn't matter, Zhao always prepares his own food when traveling around the world."

As he spoke, a pinch of slightly yellowed flour appeared in the palm of his hand.

The flour at this time, somehow, no matter how fine it was, did not have the snow-white color of later generations, which was really strange.

Zhao Yixian stopped talking.

What a fuck.

The three of them entered the village.

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

The local villages are all made of mud, earth-yellow, with mud tile roofs and wooden doors. The doors are kept wide open during the day.

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

"Boss, it's your turn to look after them."

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

"Hey, you two, don't worry about it. Who can do anything if he has more than half a month?"

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

"Boss, otherwise, we won't care, right?"

"This...will the village secretly poke us in the back?"

"Who made two old guys sick, and one of them could still be peeing and pooping."

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

In this case, if I change to another house, this house will definitely stink. "

Benjamin Goldberg thought he was a really moral gentleman, but it turns out he just disliked the smell of old people in his house, which would irritate his nose.

Zhao Chuanxin did not move.

After hearing what Zhao Yixian said, he bared his teeth and smiled.

There is no dutiful son in bedside for a long time, right?

He stepped into the yard and called, "Is anyone home?"

A young man with dark skin came out: "Who is it?"

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands in his pockets and said cheerfully: "We will use your land to make fire and cook, and we will give you a small fortune. We will only use some water and firewood in your water tank."

He had a stove and charcoal, but not much.

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

When the young man heard this, he thought it was a good thing and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

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

The two of them stopped working: "If you come to our parents' house with others, you can make money by yourself, right?"

Arranged according to age, the eldest and second eldest should come out last.

The third child knew he was wrong and said with a smile: "A dime of a small ocean is not much."

"If one code equals one code, that won't work either."

"Okay, let's split it equally."

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

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

"Eh..." Zhao Chuanxin said in a long voice: "Zhao is a person of status. Who among the people of status eats in the woodshed? People will laugh if they find out."

When the three brothers heard this, they thought that this man was very well-liked and well-dressed. He must be a wealthy owner. He brought two followers and a dog with him when he went out. One of the followers was actually a foreigner. This status was incredible.

"Please come in quickly. My parents are old and sick, so please don't blame me for the smell." The boss seemed to be a bit knowledgeable and very particular about his words.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I'm away from home. Guests and hosts can do as they please."

With that said, he put his hands behind his back and entered the house first.

He didn't wait for the invitation from the three brothers, and directly raised the curtain of the main room to look inside: "Hey, you old man looks so kind-hearted."

As expected, the room was filled with the stench of urine and feces. A scrawny old couple on the bed had sallow complexions, gray hair, and their faces were covered with age spots.

Looks pitiful.

The three brothers scratched their heads when they heard this, while Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine Zhao Chuanxin was selling.

The old man almost lost all his teeth and his lips were sunken. He opened his mouth and made a hissing sound, as if it was difficult to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his head and said to the old man on the bed with excitement: "Oh, I remembered it, old cousin, do you still remember me? You used to play with me when you were a kid?"

The old man's dim eyes were very confused.

Brothers, look at me and I look at you: What's going on?

Zhao Chuanxin simply entered the room without any taboo about the smell in the room. He came to the bedside and held the old man's withered hand: "Old cousin, oops, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. Why are you so sick? Are you like this? These three are my nephews, right? Oh, they have grown so big in a blink of an eye. Time makes people grow old, and in a blink of an eye, I am already over fifty."

"..." He really doesn't look like a fifty-year-old person.

Zhao Yixian covered his nose and followed in, gently tugged on Zhao Chuanxin's clothes, and whispered: "Mr. Zhao, have you recognized the wrong person?"

Who doesn't know that Zhao Chuanxin is from outside the country, and even if he speaks Mandarin, he still has an accent from outside the country.

How could there be a dying Jiangxi old man?

Zhao Chuanxin ignored him at all and took out three pieces of Dragon Yuan from his pocket. He looked at it in a bright place first, as if to determine the amount, and then put it into the old man's hand: "Old Biao, don't say anything. We haven't seen each other for many years, and I feel very bad when I see you so sick. I didn't bring much money with me when I went out this time. I'm a lavish spender, so that's all I have left. When I get back, I'll send someone to bring more. , let the patrol battalion commander Guo Renzhang and Guo Baosheng deliver it in person, that piece of shit, let me tell you, he is very considerate 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 face except the old man.

He winked at the old man.

The old man seemed to understand, but still didn't want to answer.

The three brothers looked at the three Guangxu Dragon Yuans and their eyes widened: "Dad, since it was given by my cousin, you should just keep it. You can't deny my cousin's kindness."

"Yes dad, take it."

"Yes, Dad, if you really don't want to take it, you can just give it to me later..."

"Shut up, what are you talking about?"

Since he has money, let him be his cousin. He grew up young, perhaps because he has a wallet and is well-maintained. It is said that rich people who drink ginseng soup every day will definitely live a long life.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth. As soon as the old man saw it, Zhao Chuanxin put away his expression and raised his head and sighed: "Oh, old man, you are still this stubborn. Okay, I understand you. I won't force you to do this. .”

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

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Three good nephews, since my old cousin wants to save face, I can't let him be sad. You should take good care of him. Judging from his complexion, I'm afraid his days are numbered. When he dies, I will Go to the house of Commander Zhang Guo, Guo Ren of the Patrol Camp, and ask him to bring me a message. By then, I will have three good nephews who will be rich and powerful, and they will be worthy of my old cousin."

The three brothers couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this: "Uh... cousin, are you serious about what you said?"

Zhao Chuanxin glared at the boss: "What are you talking about? As a family, our bones and tendons have been broken. You three brothers should take their share of the arrangement."

The third child, who prided himself on being clever, knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Chuanxin: "Thank you, cousin."

Zhao Yixian next to him was an old martial artist. He understood something immediately and couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

Not to be outdone, the eldest and second eldest children were knocked down together.

Zhao Chuanxin was as calm as ever and suffered from it all his life.

When they got up, he handed three silver dollars to each of them: "My cousin doesn't have any silver with him. You can use this little money to drink. I'm usually busy with official duties and don't have much time to come over. I won't wait until my old cousin dies." One day, remember to find me.”

The third child nodded like a fool: "Absolutely."

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

The boss suddenly tugged on the second brother's arm, and he kept saying nothing all day long. Can you ask such a thing?

However, Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of kindness: "My cousin is quite wealthy. He has two shops on Ao Island, and there are probably more than ten or twenty shops on Hong Kong Island. In addition, he also has some properties outside the customs. The three nephews don't want it." Sorry, just come find me then."

Is there business in both the north and the south? Oh, that’s amazing!

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

"Okay, let's go make some arrangements and pick some onions, ginger and garlic. My cousin is hungry."

The three brothers were so eager to show off that they almost trotted out.

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

The old man and the old lady shed tears almost at the same time.

Benjamin Goldberg slapped his thigh: "Master, high, so high!"

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

Zhao Yixian smacked his lips: "It's a pity that those three oceans are worth it."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity."

Everyone was puzzled.

He pointed to a plum vase in the corner and said, "Old man, I tricked your three sons into supporting you and your wife until they die, so give me this vase."

The old man nodded while crying, but was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the bottle and looked at it. The cap and bottom of the bottle were respectively inscribed with inscriptions: etiquette, music, shooting, imperial, book, number, etc. The shape was beautiful and the patterns were full.

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

"Haha, you still have some knowledge." Zhao Chuanxin nodded to the old man and lady, and carried the bottle out of the room.

Benjamin Goldberg asked curiously: "Master, is this valuable?"

"I don't know now." Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "But it will be worth my money if left for a hundred years. It must be worth more than three oceans."

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

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

Although I am not very satisfied, I am still satisfied.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin cannot break his "rich man" persona and cannot do it himself.

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

When they arrived at the port, Zhao Yixian was still licking Zhao Chuanxin's sexy tricks and muttered: "Zhao Shenxian is really a good trick. I expect the three brothers to support their parents well. The most important thing is that they got 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, they have treasures at home but they don’t have the eyes to see..."

When he thought about it, although Zhao Chuanxin killed two birds with one stone, the most meaningful thing was still the piece of Yuan Qinghua.

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

Maybe they were used to being poor, so the three brothers didn't realize how much the bottles and jars were worth; maybe the old man knew, but seeing the virtue of his three sons, he was unwilling to tell them the truth even if he was still suffering.

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

After Zhao Yixian left, Benjamin Goldberg asked: "Master, why did you take him with you?"

Gan Fan was also puzzled and looked up at Zhao Chuanxin.

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

Benjamin Goldberg thought for a moment: "Philippine, slippery, and immoral."

Zhao Chuanxin spread his hands: "Yes, since he is willing to work as a cow and a horse, dreaming of becoming an immortal, then let him fulfill his dream. This is a free servant."

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

"Then give him a good beating and tell him to get out. If he farts, I'll skin him off." Zhao Chuanxin sneered.

…

Shanghai.

The residence of the Consul General in Shanghai, Zhemei Sen.

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

Zhe Meisen held a cigar between his fingers, wore a suit and leather shoes, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and said: "Five million taels of silver, this is the biggest concession we can make."

Qu Ben shook his head: "It's too much, I can only give 1.5 million taels of silver."

Zhe Meisen sneered: "That's impossible. With this amount, we can't even recoup the cost."

Feng Jichuan looked at Zhe Meisen's arrogant and proud posture, and was inevitably annoyed. He sarcastically said: "What is the cost of British Fortune Company? Is it the cost of 20,000 pounds?"

20,000 pounds was the price paid by the British government for plundering Shanxi's mineral rights.

If converted into silver, it would only cost more than 200,000 taels.

Zhe Meisen was unmoved: "Gentlemen, in the West, investment is about getting returns. Why do you think we can help you without asking for returns?"

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

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

Immediately issued an eviction order.

Qu Benqiao and others had no choice but to leave in dismay.

After they left, someone asked Zhe Meisen: "Consul, their international students went on strike and marched, and some Japanese students jumped into the sea to commit suicide in protest. The matter was very big, otherwise..."

Zhemeisen interrupted him: "This is their own business. The Chinese only dare to fight against each other. Don't worry, they will compromise. The price in my heart is 2.75 million taels of silver, and it won't be a penny less."

What a big chapter, so diligent. Look in the mirror and say: You have worked hard.