mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 331 Design Drawings Released

Zhao Chuanxin was arrested for abducting his son, but he was not embarrassed.

Rachel Kvis ran over and stared at Benjamin Goldberg with a bad face.

However, no matter how you look at that face, it was also for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart: It's time to make capital.

Let you see what a man's true colors are!

then,

He produced a string of pearls...

People in this era like to listen to flashy words of praise.

Therefore,
Zhao Chuanxin's expression was sincere and his tone was full of emotion: "Ma'am, Zhao has been to many terrible places, as well as countless beautiful and rich corners. However, Ma'am's charm is as bright as the Amber Room of Tsarist Russia. The drum bells of the gypsies are so moving, and they are as beautiful as the faith in Jerusalem, which makes people worship. I was lucky enough to get a string of precious pearls in the port of Kobe. It is white, pure, round, beautiful and bright, just like Mrs. Face. Today, Zhao must dedicate it to Madam, because only Madam can be worthy of it."

As he said that, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't say anything else, opened the pearl necklace, and pushed Ning An, who was like a small shou, roughly away, and stood behind Rachel Kervis instead.

Rachel Kervez was taken aback by Zhao Chuanxin's sudden passage, confession is not like confession, worship is not like worship, in short, he doesn't understand why he said it.

Zhao Chuanxin wrapped the pearl necklace solemnly around Rachel Kervez's fair and slender neck and fastened it.

During this period, it is inevitable to touch each other and have skin-to-skin contact.

Rachel Kervez's goosebumps stood up, and the place where she was touched felt numb and numb like an electric shock.

Zhao Chuanxin was very measured, he met it, but it was just right and not too much.

His breath, between Rachel Kervis's neck.

Searing, powerful and full of manliness.

Although this woman had some means to deal with men, it was the first time that she had such close contact with a man other than Samuel Goldberg.

The body couldn't help shaking.

Although he is not a gentleman, although he does not talk about etiquette, the surging original masculinity can also move people.

Zhao Chuanxin accepted it as soon as he saw it, walked around in front of Rachel Kervez, took two steps back, and nodded: "Orbs and beautiful women complement each other."

Rachel Kvis couldn't help but glanced down. Under the sunlight, the pearl really exuded a colorful color, and the surface was radiant.

They are about the same size and rounded, so they must have been carefully selected.

It must be worth a lot.

This is the same batch that Zhao Chuanxin bought in the jewelry store in Kobe.

It seems that, probably, maybe, a lot of women have been sent for one reason or another.

This batch of goods is really cost-effective!

After delivering the necklace, Zhao Chuanxin came back to the side of Mishan, put Benjamin Goldberg on the horse as easily as a little chicken, and then turned over himself.

He laughed loudly, and said to Rachel Kervis, who was still in a sluggish state: "Don't worry, ma'am, Benjamin will be fine, I guarantee this. You don't have to worry about his studies, I promise to watch him today Finish your homework."

As he said that, without giving Rachel Kervez any time to react, he patted the horse's neck, Mi Shan let out a rhythmic sigh, and ran away at an extremely fast speed, almost reaching 70 miles per hour.

Rachel Kvis reacted: "But..."

Her "but" could no longer reach Zhao Chuanxin's ears.

Because the excited Mishan is too fast, with the bonus of elastic boots, he can jump tens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ning An was convinced.

He couldn't even speak in front of women.

But look at sir, that nonsense comes as soon as you open your mouth.

Li Shutong was ashamed.

How long is this mouth?How is this expression managed?

The speed of face-changing may be far behind that of Sichuan Opera.

But when Zhao Chuanxin abducted other children, he had to help him out: "Don't worry, Mrs. Goldberg, Zhao is a wise and funny person, children like to play with him..."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much, let Mi Shan run back to the manor with them on his back.

Marcus Nkrumah, who was working, ran over excitedly and grinned: "Benjamin, you are here."

Benjamin Goldberg generously took out candy and shared it with Marcus Nkrumah.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the two of them to have a conversation, ate a few pieces of candy, and said, "Let's go, let's shoot the gun."

The manor is so big that you can shoot anywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pistol and showed it to Benjamin Goldberg.

bang, bang, bang...

Benjamin Goldberg said excitedly: "I see, sir, use the built-in ignition device, and use the thimble to strike the primer."

Zhao Chuanxin finally perfected the last part.

He drew the composition of the parts separately, and drew a whole composition, and handed it to Benjamin Goldberg: "Look, is there anything that needs improvement?"

The most powerful thing about Benjamin Goldberg is that when an image appears in his mind, the image is linked, not only visual, but also auditory, olfactory, taste, and even tactile.

His rich imagination encompasses a variety of scenes, including the richness of nature, the characteristics of artificial substances, and various parameters of the human body.

He said, "Sir, I feel for your pistol."

Unlike others, Zhao Chuanxin was worried about the danger of a child playing with a firearm and going off, so he simply handed him the gun.

Benjamin Goldberg was a thin man with a weak wrist and a drooping muzzle, carrying a pistol.

He touched the barrel, feeling a little hot.

He said: "Sir, if this kind of gun is as long as you draw, will it be hot? Even a pistol will be hot. In my mind, whether it is metal or any other object, it will deform when it is overheated." .”

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked, this snotty baby knows so much?

This is not knowledge that can be learned in primary school.

What he didn't know was that Benjamin Goldberg even understood the essence of "The Theory of Functions" and had read a "History of the World" with more than 40 volumes.

He excitedly took out a handful of money and stuffed it into Benjamin Goldberg's arms: "This is all for rewarding you, you are so talented!"

Benjamin Goldberg never thought that Zhao Chuanxin would give money, so he stood there in a daze.

"Sir, I don't want money."

"Whatever you want, if you have money, you can buy whatever you want." Zhao Chuanxin never underestimated children. "Now let's discuss, if the barrel is shortened and some cooling fins are added, can this problem be solved?"

Benjamin Goldberg thought for a while: "Maybe, there is also a need to add heat dissipation to the bolt and the bottom plate of the gun, but it is not this kind of metal sheet, but the kind with holes, the picture in my mind tells me It's better that way."

Zhao Chuanxin excitedly shortened the barrel, added heat sinks, and added ribbed protrusions and concave holes on the bolt and the bottom plate of the gun.

The two kept discussing and improving, and finally, the original design drawings were beyond recognition.

After several revisions, the design drawings have gradually become more perfect.

At this time, the bored Marcus Nkrumah said: "Sir, can you give me a gun, I want to shoot too."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously. When he was in Lugang Town, the members of the insurance team shot and practiced every day.

There is no reason to come to the United States to become civilized.

He dropped two Madsen machine guns with no bullets in them.

Since running out of bullets in South Korea, there has been no chance of getting a replacement.

Marcus Nkrumah happily picked up the machine guns, one in each hand, tucked under his arm.

He doesn't know how to pull the bolt.

I imitated shooting a gun in my mouth, making a "chug chug" sound, and I had a great time playing.

When Zhao Chuanxin was almost done discussing here, he saw this guy holding a gun and spitting all over the place. It had been almost 10 minutes, and he was taken aback.

"Have you been holding the gun like this?"

You know, Marcus Nkrumah has one in each hand. One piece of this thing is twenty catties, and two are forty catties.

The key is to keep holding...

Marcus Nkrumah nodded foolishly: "Yes, sir."

While speaking, he didn't mean to let go.

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: "Is it heavy?"

"It's not heavy."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin continued to ask: "Can you still move?"

"sure."

"Then you continue."

"Okay, sir."

Benjamin Goldberg suddenly felt a little lost: "Sir, I know my parents are worried about me. However, various images always appear in my mind, and I cannot control it."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

This child has not always been heartless, but also a little sentimental.

After thinking for a while, he took out a cigarette and lit it, sitting on the lawn and puffing: "The last thing people should do is internal friction. You are a talent, they are just mortals, so they don't understand. For example, I am very Excellent, when I have no money, everyone thinks I'm a street guy."

Benjamin Goldberg asked curiously: "Sir, what is a street sneaker?"

"Uh, I just idle around and make trouble out of nothing." Zhao Chuanxin continued to flick the ashes, "Later, when I became rich, they called me a little Bourgeois again."

"I know that." Benjamin Goldberg said excitedly, "I've read that book."

"Hehe, so you should understand that as long as you are excellent, others will not see you well. Because they are ordinary, they want to pull you to the same level as them. If they succeed, you will regret it. You will find that, The moment you become what they want, your talent has already left you, and the highlight of life is extinguished at that moment."

"Really?" Benjamin Goldberg's eyes sparkled. It was the first time he heard someone interpret his strangeness from this angle.

"Really." Zhao Chuanxin said firmly. "As long as you retain your abilities, reality and mortal perceptions are nothing. What do you do with them? Don't worry, all your parents worry about is your future. But look, I'm paying you now, you The money I earn in a day, I think, is more than your father."

"Sir, will you keep this money for me?"

"Why do you want me to save it for you?"

"Because if one day, my parents insist on extinguishing the flame in my mind, I will use this more than money to convince them!"

Zhao Chuanxin gave a thumbs up: "You know how to slap your face, and there are many."

Freddie Pavitt, who was busy contacting several universities, heard the gunshots and ran out to check.

When he saw Benjamin Goldberg, Marcus Nkrumah and Zhao Chuanxin playing on the grass, he suddenly felt dizzy.

Seriously, the master, why is it like a donkey, who can't go away and backs up, the more you don't let it, the more you do it?
Zhao Chuanxin saw him and shouted: "Freddy, go and help me find some steel, I will be of great use!"

Freddy Pavitt: "…"

What the hell is the master going to do...

(End of this chapter)