mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 672: Dancing in a hurry, blushing and softening the waist
Zhao Chuanxin did not expect that Li Jiangong and Gulizar would come together.

Not only did Li Jiangong come, he also brought Tibetan blankets, morel mushrooms, safflower, highland barley wine, thangkas, snow lotus, a Tibetan knife, tsampa... and other local products on his camel back to Zhao Chuanxin. one's gift.

What Zhao Chuanxin didn't expect the most was that in addition to the two horses he had given to Li Jiangong before, he also brought a yak.

Because when Zhao Chuanxin said that he would use yak meat to dry beef, he took it to heart.

This man is really... down-to-earth.

Zhao Chuanxin patted Li Jiangong on the shoulder: "Hai, come as soon as you come. Do you bring any gifts? Really. By the way, you don't have to return the gift, right?"

Li Jiangong couldn't laugh or cry. Sure enough, Xin Zhao was still the same Xin Zhao.

He was amazed at the buildings flying in the sky: "Brother Zhao, how did you do this in a short period of time?"

Building a complex of this size in the desert seemed to Li Jiangong to be an impossible task.

Even Meng's Lele car can't enter the desert, let alone carry cargo.

Camels can carry cargo, but only small items.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled but did not answer: "There are horse-tethering posts over there, and the camels are tied up. It's too late today, so I'm afraid I won't be able to eat yak meat."

Gulizal was a little angry: "Xin Zhao, haven't you noticed that I've been here for so long?"

"Ah, it's you, what a coincidence." Zhao Chuanxin pretended to be surprised: "When did you come?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Chuanxin called out: "Bald boy, arrange for the guests to stay."

Then he took Gulizar to the sheepfold and said, "Look."

Gulizar could hardly believe his eyes: "How could..."

"As long as you don't freeze to death at night, it will grow taller in a few days and the sheep will be able to eat it."

Gulizal was surprised, but he told the truth: "If there is not enough grazing, it will be gone in one day."

Zhao Chuanxin said mysteriously: "I'll see you next time you come."

Li Jiangong plus his Tuohu, Gulizar, Guo Tuwa, Jin Xiang, Zhao Chuanxin did not expect that flying in the sky would also have a lively day.

To this end, he carved a metal combination lock and installed it on the corridor door leading to the laboratory.

Nikola Tesla’s treasure cannot be lost.

There was a time when he was passionate about handicrafts, and when renting a house, he would change the door locks himself.I have tried all kinds of door locks, including electronic locks, and carefully studied the principles of the locks. Among them, the mechanical combination lock has the simplest structure.

Just four digits, the password was Nikola Tesla's birthday.

In the restaurant, Li Jiangong and several hunchbacks looked up at the chandelier covered with fused quartz glass. The dim light was refracted by the glass to create layers of aperture. He praised and said: "This is the first time I have seen an electric light in my life. It’s amazing.”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the light at 45 degrees and sighed: "Hey, there is no way, times have changed, and technology has changed the world!"

"..."

At this time, one of the hunchbacks started coughing.

Li Jiangong then remembered: "Brother Zhao, my man is seriously ill with wind and cold on the road. You are a man of great ability. Can you show me?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the man's face was pale, his body was swaying, his lips were blue, and tears were streaming down his face. He waved to him: "Come here."

The man came over and reached out his hand.

It's just that Zhao Chuanxin looked very different from the doctor, which made the man very nervous.

Zhao Chuanxin was confused at first, what was he doing with his hand?I immediately remembered that this was to take my pulse.

He coughed lightly and put his fingers randomly on the other person's wrist.

The man's eyes widened: "The pulse is on the other side."

Zhao Chuanxin let out a series of coughs: "Cough, cough, cough, how could I not know where my pulse is? Don't be nervous, I can guarantee that there will be no cold that I can't cure."

When the man heard this, he coughed heartbreakingly.

The others looked at Zhao Chuanxin in horror: "..."

Li Jiangong whispered: "Why don't you just stand up and pass..."

It's better than death.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly explained: "No, I mean, in so many years, I have only failed to heal one person at most."

After hearing this, Camel Door retracted his hand.

Good guy, look at Fenghan. Isn’t the survival rate only 1%?
Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his collar and pulled him over: "You are the kind of person who hides his illness and avoids medical treatment. I have seen Dr. Zhao many times. Let me test whether he has a fever."

As a result, my forehead was burning hot.

He really has medicine, aspirin.

He also has shares in this pharmaceutical company.

He took out the pills and said, "Badu, pour some water." Guo Tuwa brought the water with a bang, and Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the pills on the table: "Drink!"

The hunchback was so frightened that he shook his head: "No..."

"Bald boy, let him drink it down. A sick person like this is used to being able to show off his strength."

Good guy, Guo Tuwa was so obedient. He was so powerful that he opened the hunchback's mouth and poured the pills in. The hunchback choked and coughed.

After drinking the pills, Tuohu looked ashen.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to a glass bottle in the wine cabinet: "Bald boy, bring it here."

Guo Tuwa brought it, and Zhao Chuanxin brought it to the fused quartz glass ashtray, poured out the ash, sprinkled the alcohol into it, and lit it.

Said: "Bald boy, take off his clothes and rub them for him."

The people around were extremely nervous.

Li Jiangong said in his heart: It's over, Brother Zhao is going to treat the patient to death...

The result was that Guo Tuwa pressed it while Jin Xiang rubbed it.

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe as they watched the burning alcohol being rubbed on their bodies until they were all covered in mud.

So scary.

The patient's weak struggles proved fruitless, and he was finally appointed.

After he finished rubbing, he jumped up and roared at Zhao Chuanxin: "I have no enmity with you, why did you harm my life?"

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and pointed at the patient: "Look, he's jumping around, he's basically healed."

Li Jiangong also felt that some color had returned to the patient's face, and asked him in surprise: "Wang Erdan, what do you think?"

Wang Erdan was stunned for a moment: "My mind is much clearer and my body is not so sore."

"Hey, that's amazing!"

"Divine Doctor Zhao is really amazing..."

"The medicine will cure the disease. No, this is a magical method. As expected, it was the Three Flavors of True Fire..."

The crowd was chattering.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said happily: "Okay, bald boy, let's serve the mutton soup!"

This is the good thing about the desert. The temperature is low and dry. The mutton slaughtered a few days ago has been stored for many days. It is only slightly dried but not spoiled. It is perfect for making soup.

There were a lot of people, so they made flatbreads soaked in mutton soup, slivers of radish and pickles, and potatoes simmered in large pots.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the mud seals of two wine jars and prepared wine for them.

Wang Erdan knew that he would not die and his cold symptoms were relieved, so he jumped up and down to toast Zhao Chuanxin.

What Zhao Chuanxin poured into the glass was golden kvass that he had fermented a few days ago.

He said cheerfully: "Done it."

Did...?

The smile on Wang Erdan's face froze. The wine glass was too big.

But Zhao Chuanxin drank it all in one gulp, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a sip.

A line of fire entered the stomach, and then the eyes became dizzy and the ears became hot.

Li Jiangong hurriedly said: "Drink a bowl of mutton soup to warm your stomach and eliminate the alcohol. Don't show off."

Wang Erdan was helped to the side, and no one dared to toast Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin saw Gulizar secretly trying to pour himself a glass of soju, and hurriedly scolded him: "That wine is for distinguished guests, who asked you to drink it? Come here!"

Gulizar came over with a pout, and Zhao Chuanxin poured her a glass of kvass.

She took a small sip and said, "It tastes good, and it's refreshing."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't control the fermentation heat, so the alcohol content was still there, although not high.

After a few sips, she felt her first flush of wine, which turned cherry red. Jin Xiang's eyes widened when she looked at her side.

Gulizar's eyes were dim and he said to Zhao Chuanxin, "How about I dance with you?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the restaurant was full of rough guys, so he said solemnly: "Let's wait for another day."

Gulizar, on the other hand, was not so particular and disobedient, dancing directly next to Zhao Chuanxin.

She danced the Eagle Dance, which is only performed by men. It was not dirty or obscene at all, but rather generous, gentle, steady and heroic.

It's true - the dance is red and the waist is weak, the song is late and the music is low.

(End of this chapter)