The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin has a mouth that can eat from all directions.

He can tolerate the thick oily red sauce outside the customs, and he can adapt to the clear soup from Lingnan with less water. He can still enjoy the thick soup noodles in the bitter cold land of the northwest.

It seems that the west wind is too biting, and the wind and sand outside the station are even stronger at night. In this knife-like climate, only the thick soup can bring warmth directly to the chest.

So Nikola Tesla immediately embraced lamb soup instant noodles.

Zhao Chuanxin has forgotten the feeling when he ate instant noodles for the first time.

But Li Jiangong now understands it deeply.

Why do instant noodles taste so good? Because it's fried.

Why do the instant noodles on the boat taste better than usual?

If Li Jiangong were to explain it, it would be "giving help in times of need".

When you are tired of traveling and traveling, you can take a bite of hot and fragrant noodles, and you can taste all kinds of flavors, and you can taste the taste of memory and wind.

"Maternity!" Li Jiangong breathed a sigh of relief, satisfied.

Nikola Tesla finally felt less cold after eating a bowl of noodles.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the only quilt he brought with him and laid it out for him.

But he just found something to lay his head on and fell asleep.

Nikola Tesla used to stay in hotels when he went out.

Standing in such an environment made him extremely uncomfortable. He farted, grinded his teeth, and snored one after another.

I couldn't help but be surprised to see that Zhao Chuanxin was still asleep without a blanket.

However, there was a paper pig next to Zhao Chuanxin. He was curious and wanted to reach out and touch it, but the paper pig jumped around quickly with its limbs and nimbly dodged it.

Nikola Tesla: "..."

Under the faint light of the fire, he looked carefully and saw that it was indeed an origami pig.

This scientific giant couldn't help but doubt life.

The next day, when Zhao Chuanxin was washing up early and squatting to brush his teeth, Nikola Tesla asked him: "What is the end of science?"

Zhao Chuanxin spat out the foam in one breath: "You see, the people who summarized mechanics and studied steam engines finally believed in God."

"so?"

“So, the end of science is boiling water!”

Nikola Tesla almost fell over.

After breakfast, we continued on our way.

What Zhao Chuanxin and the others are taking now is the Silk Road.

After passing through Fengxiang, I never encountered another group of gangsters.

They stayed another night.

Zhao Chuanxin got up early on the third day and started a small kitchen. After making a meal of steamed buns with eggs and shrimps, he said to Li Jiangong: "There is no such thing as a banquet in the world. You go to Linxia, ​​we go to Suzhou, and we go our separate ways."

Li Jiangong was anxious: "But we haven't left Qinzhou yet, there is only one post road..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked Nikola Tesla to wear a T-shirt, his own turtleneck sweater, a blended suit, a cotton robe vest, and a jacket given by Li Jiangong. He wears a bearskin cloak, a dog-skin hat on his head covering his ears, and a thick wind scarf around his neck...

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the climate was dry and cold. Zhao Chuanxin stretched himself and laughed: "I've given you two horses. The road is not divided, but the speed will determine the difference."

With that said, without further explanation, he dragged Nikola Tesla, who was as bloated as a bear, onto the Misty Traveler.

Li Jiangong saw Zhao Chuanxin and the two of them galloping away like arrows.

One of the bodyguards was dumbfounded and said, "Could it be that this Xin Zhao is a god?"

Li Jiangong didn't move for a long time, and after a while he said: "Brother Zhao has a way to conquer the heaven and earth, and a way to unpredictable ghosts and gods. By the way, he said before that he would settle down in Suzhou, right?"

The escort nodded sharply.

Li Jiangong sighed: "Let's go. After I return and deliver the goods, I have to go to Suzhou to buy furs. Sooner or later, I will see you again. But Brother Zhao is not here, so you two must be more vigilant and don't let the bandits take advantage of you again." Got a loophole."

…

The post road is uneven, but the victory is that there are no roadblocks.

Since the Yuan Dynasty, post roads in the northwest have been extending in all directions and are very convenient.

They are driveway, horse road and Na Lian Road.

Na Lian Road is a small road.

Zhao Chuanxin took the Nalian Road, passing by many beacon stations in ancient cities. The misty travelers moved around, drifting from time to time and inevitably slowing down, and arrived at Gongchang in a hundred and thirty miles.

Originally it would take him a day and a half to walk with the convoy, but he was able to shorten it to half an hour.

He used a rope with buckles at both ends, put his hands in and dug it, and fixed Nikola Tesla behind him to prevent him from flying out when there was a bump.

Half an hour later, Zhao Chuanxin felt his arms were slightly sore and numb, and then he stopped to rest.

Nikola Tesla stretched out his arms and legs like a blind bear.

But there is a good thing, he is not cold anymore.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin was driving around earlier, and he wore a lot of clothes, and he was not as tall as Zhao Chuanxin.

This stretch of road can be regarded as Zhao Chuanxin's first attempt at long-distance running.

After adapting, I increased my speed and passed Lanzhou Prefecture half an hour later.

Although there is the Yellow River, it has to be taken far away, so Zhao Chuanxin has been running along the Nalian Road, where there is water to wade and a road to travel. Because the road was getting smoother, he ran faster and faster, regardless of the surprised looks of pedestrians.

Passing straight through Xining Road and Zhangye County...the most majestic pass in the world, Jiayuguan Pass, made of rammed loess, is in sight.

Zhao Chuanxin braked suddenly, and the two of them were almost thrown away.

Nikola Tesla, who was a little stiff, asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chuanxin yelled: "Damn it, we were going too fast and we overran!"

After all, he had been to Dunhuang and seen Jiayuguan once.

Nikola Tesla: "..."

When he saw Jiayuguan, his mouth opened wide, which was a bit spectacular.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Take a quick look. This is the end of the Great Wall. There is no such store after this village."

A place like Jiayuguan can be said to be a must-see attraction in this life, but you can also yell: boring.

It's just a majestic pass in the yellow sand.

Nikola Tesla was lost in thought. This old boy was as good as Benjamin Goldberg. He didn't know what scenery could touch a certain string in his head, and if not, it might trigger his passive skill.

So Zhao Chuanxin didn't bother him, but stood there and smoked a cigarette.

The surrounding wilderness is vast and snow-capped.

Judging from the clothes of the people entering and leaving Guancheng, it can be seen that their lives are as poor as other places.

There are often men and women of unknown origin with yellow beards and hair, deep eyes and high noses passing by. The men wear braids like other Han people, with their hands folded into their sleeves. Even in winter, their clothes are covered with mud and sand, and the dry climate makes their faces look bumpy. Regardless of skin color or race, no one can escape the baptism of wind and sand.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought that Nikola Tesla would be wearing a cotton robe, vest and melon-pipe cap a few years later, with a plateau red look on his face. He found it inexplicably funny.

When Nikola Tesla came to his senses, Zhao Chuanxin gave him a water bottle to drink and said, "How about you take a rest here and I will build your laboratory."

"..."

Nikola Tesla hesitated: "To build a laboratory, don't we need to recruit workers?"

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "Why waste that money? I'll do it myself."

"..."

Never heard of it, do you know?

Do you want to build it until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

He hesitated: "No, I'd better go with you."

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin saw his expression, he knew that the old boy could not trust him and felt that he had been deceived.

He threw the cigarette butt into the snow and crushed it: "Okay, let's leave now."