mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 33
There was a time when Zhao Chuanxin hoped to live in a place with no Internet and no acquaintances for a period of time and spend his own time.

Now he has achieved it.

The morning sun shines lazily through the glass.

The steamer is steaming with the smell of meat, and the rice is impatiently waiting in circles.

Open the cage!
The aroma immediately filled the air.

There is a meal-sharing system at home. Zhao Chuanxin uses dishes, and the food is cooked in a whole wooden lunch box, which contains food by category.

Its eating movements are similar to Zhao Chuanxin's, a mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of buns, a mouthful of pickles...

After the people and the dogs had finished eating, Zhao Chuanxin took out the bowls and plates and washed them clean.

The morning air is cool, breathing is visible.

After eating, while there was still a fire in the stove, he boiled another pot of water and made a pot of tea for himself and Gouzi respectively.

Sitting at a large desk, pick up a pencil to do doodles that were unfinished yesterday.

The painting is Ganfan, and Ganfan looks like an upright model, sitting solemnly on its little bed.

In fact, most of it was completed yesterday, and now with just a few strokes, the painting is complete.

Putting the painting on the ground, Ganfan jumped up and looked down.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

"You can't cut your hair anymore. It will be winter soon, and you will feel cold. In the current weather, your nose will freeze off in winter."

Speaking of the nose, he could smell a faint scent of pine at this moment.

It came from another stack of sketches on the table.

He purified the high-strength wine and got a little alcohol.After soaking in rosin, spray it on the drawing paper, and the pencil drawing can be preserved for a long time.

There was a commotion outside.

That's the kids and the insurance team members who came to train.

Zhao Chuanxin went out, and Zhao Zhongyi was carrying a woolen overcoat, a shirt made of not so white hard fabric, a warm serge vest and warm trousers, a pair of woolen trousers, and three pairs of woolen socks. up.

"Sister-in-law's hands are so skillful, she made it so quickly."

Zhao Chuanxin took the clothes and changed them immediately when he went back.

I just took a shower at noon yesterday, and it's just right to change it today.

When he came out wearing brand new clothes, the people in the insurance team were stunned.

Although Zhao Chuanxin has a beer belly, his cheeks are very thin.He has a beard and a thin face covered with stubble.

She was covered with a woolen overcoat, and the white shirt inside was tucked into the trousers, tied tightly with a belt, and the trousers had a high waist.The woolen trousers underneath were ironed neatly, and the pair of work boots were on the feet.

Liu Guigui came up and asked, "Where did you buy it? This is too, too..."

I can't describe it.

Gao Li made up the knife: "Too chic, too handsome, too well-dressed?"

"That's right, that's what it means." Liu Guigui scratched his head and said, "Where did you buy it? I'll buy a set too."

If someone else wears it, they may be ridiculed by everyone.But Zhao Chuanxin is said to have returned from studying abroad, so his clothes should be called fashionable.

Hey, damned idolatry!
"Not bought, remember those fabrics you bought, this is what those fabrics are made of."

"What?" Liu Guigui was dumbfounded.

Can those moth-eaten foreign fabrics make such beautiful clothes?
Gao Li couldn't help but stepped forward, touched the pockets of the coat, and said enviously: "There are several pockets, which can hold things. I think this looks better than the military uniforms of those soldiers in the Russian army."

Liu Guigui was in a hurry: "Practice quickly, I'll go buy some fabric after I'm done practicing, and find someone to make a set too."

"I'll buy it too!"

"I want it too."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin had an idea.

He turned back to the room, and pressed his hand on the leftmost place under the huge bookshelf.

A piece of wood was tilted up, and there was no space inside.

If you don't look carefully, the wooden boards are tightly stitched, and it doesn't look like a hidden grid at all.

Zhao Chuanxin took out all the remaining savings in it, and went out to Liu Baogui: "Then go drive a car, and buy as much fabric as you can. Later, each person will make a set, and then go out to show off. If someone wants to buy it, let's sell him at a high price." !"

"..."

Except for Liu Guigui, who sells and sells snacks, no one else in the village has any experience in business.

"Can you do it?"

"It should be fine, this coat is beautiful."

Everyone is impatient.

Morning exercises were proposed by Zhao Chuanxin, who gave the outline, and Zhao Zhongyi completed the rest.

He ran first, and Zhao Chuanxin followed suit.Now Ganfan's body is becoming stronger and stronger, and his energy is extremely strong. It runs faster, rushes out, waits for everyone, and then rushes out...

After running, everyone started to do push-ups.

Then, go to line up to pull the horizontal bar.

The horizontal bar is an iron rod that Zhao Chuanxin asked Guo Blacksmith to make, and it is fixed with two carbonized wooden square pillars buried in the soil.

"Precious pulled one more than yesterday."

"Double Happiness also pulls one more."

"Hey, the salary transfer has pulled 35 today..."

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin's stamina is quite poor, but his strength is extremely strong. He could only do five pull-ups before, but now he can do 35.

When it was Zhao Zhongyi's turn, he made a group of fifty, no more, no less, just right!
Zhao Chuanxin wiped off his cold sweat. If he hadn't taken the Dali Pill, he would only be one-tenth of others. The gap is huge.

In the end, a group of people continued to pull the bolt, possing and shooting.

No trick, the ammunition is not enough to supply live ammunition practice.

After finishing, he held the short knife and stabbed the grass man there.

This training is the most vicious in Goryeo. This guy seems to have a deep hatred with the straw man. He presses the grass man's back with one hand, and stabs the grass man with a knife in the other hand.

Except for running and pull-ups, Zhao Chuanxin practiced like a joke.

When someone was practicing bayonet, he was next to him holding the spider's legs and swinging limply, his movements were more leisurely than the old man in the park in later generations.

No, even if he is more serious about cooking than him, he is madly exporting to a straw man...

After practicing casually and fooling around, Zhao Chuanxin went back to wash up, and then started a new day!

As soon as he lay down, Defu came to him, squatted down and said, "Uncle, if you don't go up the mountain to collect firewood, you won't have firewood in winter."

Zhao Chuanxin felt a toothache, is it so difficult to lie flat?

I only heard Defu thief Xixi say: "If you give me five cents, I will help you find a firewood seller and pull two carts for you. One silver dollar is enough to pull three carts of firewood."

"Hehe, why are you waiting here?" Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You kid is really looking for money. You can't afford it without profit. You need five cents for someone?"

"I can't help it, Uncle, the children of the poor have long been in charge of the family."

"Shit, did your father ruin all the huanghuali tables and chairs in your house?"

Telford gritted his teeth: "The money is all spent, what else can I say?"

"Then you should be careful, don't get addicted to cigarettes one day, he will sell you and your mother."

Defu was startled, and muttered: "He dare not. I will go to Angbang Ama and let him clean up my father!"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand what Angbang Ama meant.

But I probably understand that this child has something to rely on.

Never mind.

Everyone has their own way of life, who can control who for a lifetime?
Even his two ancestors, he only saved one life, the rest is up to their own good fortune.

With the sunshine, he opened the diary contentedly.

Life is still beautiful!

(End of this chapter)