"This... is just a horned flower brand handpiece, not valuable." Zhao Chuanxin smiled on his face, but did not retract his hand, just stretched it out in front of Zhuang Lefeng.
Zhuang Lefeng handed over the sign in his hand with heartache. He is willing to part with gold and silver, but he has always been in love with this brand, and he really feels sorry for it.
Zhao Chuanxin took a look and saw that the brand was entirely emerald green, with wave patterns carved on it and flowers on the bottom. The so-called horns are actually walrus tusks.
Walrus tusks are not large, so they cannot be carved into large pieces. The brand in Zhao Chuanxin's hands is already considered a big one.
This thing needs to be softened with vinegar, and then infested repeatedly with secret pigments and special mud.
After that, it is first boiled and then iced. It is said that the craftsmen also need to listen to the sound. At this time, the horns will make a sound like the cracking of beef tendon.
Take it out and continue to infect it over and over again and again. The process is very cumbersome. Reading from a distance, it looks like emerald.
But when you hold it in your hand, you know that the texture is definitely not jade. But if you break it by force, you will find that the inside is really like jade, green and transparent, and the color is not only on the surface.
Only a very small number of craftsmen know this skill. Later, it was lost directly. Zhao Chuanxin put away the sign and said: "Ah, you are so polite. How can I be embarrassed by this? In the future, remember not to act as a coward, otherwise Zhao will come to you to ask for friendship."
"I don't dare to do it anymore." Zhao Chuanxin finally came to Dahu and said, "Do you know what to do next?" Dahu nodded hurriedly: "I know."
"It's good to know, that's it for today." Lishunde Hotel is the benchmark for Tianjin Wei to take the lead in entering the electric age.
Generators and electric lights, as well as telegraphs and telephones, were already in existence early on. These are actually due to Gustav von der Tsering, who does not know whether he is alive or dead on the ground.
These were introduced by him. Some diners in the restaurant covered the bright afterimage of the electric lights on the windows with their hands, and saw the shadows on the street outside, indicating that the British troops had arrived.
They were neat, well-trained, well-loaded, and walked into the Lishunde Hotel with a steady pace, which made the diners feel at ease.
Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket watch and took a look at it: "Okay, I'm very happy to have made so many friends today. Green mountains will never change, green waters will always flow. See you again." Da Hu became anxious when he heard this: "Mr. Zhao , wait, please remove this stone on my arm first." Seeing that Zhao Chuanxian seemed unmoved, he added: "Mr. Zhao, I am willing to pay for another treatment in the future, please. ." He was worried that his arm would become useless if he waited too long.
Zhao Chuanxin then stopped and said hypocritically: "Oh, why are you so polite? Really. Come on, I'll open it for you. By the way, how much is it? I must clarify, I'm not greedy for money, I'm just curious." As he spoke, , waved his hand, and the stones turned into sand again.
Da Hu was relieved. He gritted his teeth and said sadly: "Five thousand yuan." Spending money is like running water! Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "I, Zhao Chuanxin, never need an IOU as a creditor. Do you know why not?" Aren't you not greedy for money?
Da Hu thought he was worried and explained: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I, Hu Hua, always mean what I say." Hu Hua is his Chinese name.
Zhao Chuanxin shook his finger: "No need to explain, no one dares to owe Zhao money, because I can find him even if he hides in the ends of the earth, and tear him alive." Da Hu shuddered: "How can I give it to him? Your money?"
"I will come to find you when the time comes." Zhao Chuanxin decided to plant the seeds of his nightmare. As expected, Da Hu's expression changed drastically. Was he planning to use him as a long-term meal ticket?
At this moment, the sound of heavy military boots was heard in the corridor outside. Zhao Chuanxin walked to the window, took out the elf carving knife, raised the knife and dropped it, causing the whole window to split into pieces.
Others hid far away, fearing that broken glass would fall on them and hurt them. At this time, there were already British soldiers shouting outside the door: "The people inside listen carefully and raise their hands to surrender immediately, otherwise they will be killed." Zhao Chuanxin whistled, the whip of judgment rolled around the scepter of redemption, and Zhao Chuanxin The whip was whipped out of the window.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Dahu again, indicating that he still had unpaid debts, and then jumped out of the window.
A group of diners curiously ran to the window to look. The yellow light of the street lights is like the twilight of the gods. Zhao Chuanxin used his whip to roll up the redemptive scepter that was hovering in the air, and swung it forward like a swing.
When the momentum was exhausted, the Scepter of Redemption was able to move, and was swept forward by the Whip of Judgment again, continuing to swing.
After swinging five times, we actually reached the end of the street. It was an eye-opener for everyone and there was a lot of discussion. Outside, the belatedly arriving British army heard that there was no movement inside, and finally couldn't hold back and broke in through the door.
Except for the corpse of the British policeman on the ground, Da Hu and his wife Lou Henry who were embarrassed between the dining tables, everyone else crowded around the window and looked out.
A group of British soldiers looked at each other in confusion: "What happened here..." After Zhao Chuanxin landed, he went to the backyard with his hands behind his back like an old man taking a walk after a meal and fetched the rice mountain.
Seeing no one around, he mounted his horse and galloped away. ...In the Visiting Bureau, Yang Yide had just been busy with work and hadn't even taken a bite of hot food yet.
I asked my subordinates to go outside and order a piece of noodles with soybean paste and bring back a piece of elbow cake. The food was placed on the desk, and I was just about to use my chopsticks.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. He frowned: "Didn't you tell me not to disturb me?" As a result, people from outside came uninvited and pushed the door open directly.
After seeing the man, Yang Yide's anger subsided, and he stood up and said enthusiastically: "Oh, Brother Zhao is here, and no one announced it." Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the food on the table, hurried forward, squeezed Yang Yide opened his mouth and sat down in his seat: "I jumped out of the window. There was a bit of noise tonight, so I came in openly to avoid implicating you." After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat politely.
Yang Yide's face twitched as he watched. He was also hungry.
"I have sent several of your friends on the ship, activated my connections, and sailed overnight to Hong Kong Island."
"Thank you so much, Brother Yang." Zhao Chuanxin ate with great joy. The elbow puffs are cut like small squares of nougat and taste crunchy.
The fried noodles are cold, but the oily meat sauce is hot. Yang Yide asked: "What trouble did Brother Zhao get into?"
"There was a kind-hearted American who once did something wrong. No, he learned from it painfully and felt that he wanted to make amends. It just so happened that he knew that I was a person of noble character and integrity, so he had to give me a sum of money. . I hesitated again and again, and finally reluctantly accepted it. The rest of the people were very excited. They were of low character and could not bear to see this touching scene, so they all wanted to run away. I didn't allow it, so I delayed it until now." Yang Yide knows the clinker very well. Zhao Chuanxin.
He was surprised and asked: "Whose money did you steal? What is the name of the American? How much did you steal?" Zhao Chuanxin was displeased when he heard this: "Brother Yang, I told you, this is a gift from friends. Why? When it comes into your mouth, does it turn into robbery?”
"Okay, okay, then who do you think the gift was?" Zhao Chuanxin reported Da Hu's name. Yang Yidexin said that this person was not popular in the Qing court, so it was not a big problem.
However, Gustav von der Tsering is not easy to deal with. This man is close to the British, and the British are afraid that they will not let it go.
So he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with De Cuilin?" Zhao Chuanxin had already finished a large bowl of noodles with soybean paste.
He sat on the chair and burped comfortably: "Him? He must have fainted or died because he was too moved. After all, being moved is always neither serious nor serious, who knows."
"I knew it, I knew it was like this..." Yang Yide hesitated: "Apart from De Cuilin, who else...well, was moved?" Zhao Chuanxin poured himself a glass of water: "There is another one named Roming Hitchcock's Yankee was a photographer. He was so excited that I'm sure he died on the spot." Yang Yide's throat was dry, and he beat his chest and stumbled: "Brother Zhao, you are confused. This Roming Hitch Kirk is very famous and specializes in taking photos for the New York Times. Was there a reporter beside him at the time?"
"Yeah, at first the reporter was gibbering, but then the kindness in my heart was awakened by me, and I suddenly woke up and stopped talking much." Yang Yide smiled bitterly.
"Brother Zhao, you are not afraid of them. However, if this kind of thing happened in Tianjin Wei, I cannot escape the blame." Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "Brother Yang, to be honest, I have been very poor recently. Very, I really can’t afford to bribe you.”
"Ahem..." Yang Yide laughed dryly.
"This, what did Brother Zhao say? It's just a courtesy exchange between friends." He actually just wanted money.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at his pocket watch and said: "I really have no money this time. Let's wait until I come back from doing business in the United States to see if I can make money. If I'm lucky, it's not impossible to exchange courtesy with Brother Yang by then. . In addition, you can send me a telegram to Hong Kong Island. I will give you the address and you can ask the other end to send someone to pick up the ship." Li Shutong, Ning An and Miao Cuihua have not been to Hong Kong Island, and Zhao Chuanxin is worried about their arrival. After the place, you will be blinded.
Hearing that there would be opportunities to get money in the future, Yang Yide's frown disappeared and he patted his chest and promised: "These are all small things. I will definitely take care of them for you."
"Okay, I've had enough to eat and drink. Brother Yang, please don't ask me for travel expenses or anything like that. Can I take your money?" What?
Yang Yidexin said: I am Cao, I have been working hard for half a night and have not received a penny in benefits, but I have to pay for some expenses?
He was thick-skinned, put his hands behind his back and said nothing, pretending that he didn't hear. Zhao Chuanxin stood up and said cheerfully: "Brother Yang, I am not talking about you, but you are too stingy. Come on, look, you are so scared. Even if I am bankrupt now, I can't even eat a bowl of fried noodles." I can't even buy a boat ticket, but can I ask for Brother Yang's money?" In fact, Zhao Chuanxin deliberately did not want to make this guy's appetite bigger and bigger, and it would not be good if he couldn't lose his tail in the end. end.
Yang Yide's eyelids jumped. But there is no way to pay for it.
"Look what you said, I still have two pieces of ocean here. You put them away and buy a big cake to eat on the way." This was his limit.
In the end, Zhao Chuanxin was not too little at all, and he grabbed two pieces of ocean directly: "Oh, you are so polite, so be it. I'm leaving." With that, he walked out swaggeringly.
This time there was no taboo, and he even sang: Heigulongdong is such a beautiful place, and the stars in Da Maoling get up early. I happily ran forward, walking all over Tianjin where people are still young... Yang Yide: "..."
