mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 744 Ode Biao, borrowing a knife to kill someone

Only then did the helper notice that a stranger had slipped into the kitchen. He shook his head in confusion: "How can a dragon be born from a stone?"

Zhao Chuanxin put down his things, knocked the two of them away and ran out.

The lobby was already crowded with people.

It turned out that he was a medicine collector. When he was digging for herbs, he found a stone with a fish embedded in it.

Zhao Chuanxin began to push the crowd: "Hey, eh, whose ocean fell to the ground?"

When the crowd heard this, they saw that the excitement was not as important as picking up a piece of ocean.
Immediately abandon the bell doctor and find money everywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin naturally squeezed in front of Dr. Ling and snatched the stone from his hand.

The flaky stone is not big, and there is a small fish with a big head, big pectoral fins and a forked tail printed on it.

This was the first time he saw a fossil entity and couldn't help but touch it.

Because it has not been carefully cleaned, the shape of the fish is incomplete and very rough.

Just as he was about to explore further, Doctor Ling began to snatch it: "Hey, what are you doing? This thing belongs to me."

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and let go of his hand: "Ahem, what, this is the corpse, it's not good luck, my companion is a shaman, leave it to him, let him save this fish that has turned into a devil. Ichiban.”

Dr. Ling: "..."

He said speechlessly: "I eat fish every day, and I have never been haunted by the ghost of a fish. What do you think that means?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "That's because you eat ordinary fish. This is an ancient fish in your hand. Just when it was about to transform into a dragon, it encountered a natural disaster and was buried in the earth. Can it be compared with the fish you eat?"

"No matter what you say, I won't give it to you."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin said helplessly: "Then will you sell it?"

"Sell!" Dr. Ling bared his teeth and smiled, stroking his beard and said, "A stone, neither gold nor silver nor medicine. I don't want you much, just a piece of the ocean you just called for. How about it?"

Zhao Chuanxin directly put a piece of ocean into his hand and snatched the fossil.

At this time, everyone did not pick up Dayang, and they all cursed: "Who is talking nonsense?"

"No reason!"

"Is there any king law?"

Everyone turned their attention to the instigator, Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the bell doctor's hand: "Well, why don't we just let him pick it up?"

Dr. Ling was so frightened that he quickly put the money into his arms. He was so angry that he glared at Zhao Chuanxin fiercely.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled, put away the fossils, and ran back to the kitchen.

The kitchen, cooks and helpers saw Zhao Chuanxin cutting vegetables.

Aggressive...

The cabbage needs to be separated from the sides, and the cabbage sides need to be patted with a kitchen knife, then turned upside down and sliced ​​thin, and they must be put into the pot first.

You must first cook it with mature vinegar and stir-fry until soft, then add the vegetable leaves.

The chef couldn't help but ask: "What does this mean?"

Many people worship the past and believe that the older the technology, the more powerful it is. If this were true, society would never progress.

Take cooking skills as an example. After exchanges and collisions between cooks from different regions, cooks of later generations have surpassed the ancients in terms of their basic skills of cutting and spooning, as well as their cooking techniques.

Worshiping the ancients is a very stupid concept.

The cook couldn't understand some of the little tricks Zhao Chuanxin used.

Now that he is using someone else's kitchen, Zhao Chuanxin does not care about himself: "Chinese cabbage is sweet, especially the cabbage root. Cooking vinegar at this time can neutralize the sweetness. The cabbage is hard, pat it and the slices will become thin. It is not only easy to fry, but also delicious. …”

"Then what kind of oil are you taking now?"

Zhao Chuanxin poured some fuel for him: "Try it!"

The chef stuffed it into his mouth and his eyes lit up: "It's really delicious. What is this?"

"It consumes oil." Zhao Chuanxin said: "You can get it by boiling and fermenting the oysters. You can go to larger coastal cities to see if they can be sold."

In the south, Zhao Chuanxian had seen people selling gas-consuming fuel.

Now, the cook no longer complained about Zhao Chuanxin using the kitchen.

In this era, any technology may not be worth mentioning, but a word kept in the dark may be worth thousands of dollars.

Even in the 21st century, before the rise of self-media, many snack and snack technologies still cost money.

The method of dipping candied haws on a stick is such that a lion would ask for [-] tuition fees. Can you believe it?

Among them, the most mysterious one is undoubtedly the Coca-Cola formula, which in the end was priceless.

Not only did the cook not complain, he personally helped Zhao Chuanxin and provided him with the ingredients as a gift.

So Zhao Chuanxin and Bayar Bor'e had four dishes and one soup.

Well, standard!

Bayar was very surprised when he saw the cook and the helper carrying the dishes with smiles on their faces.

When Zhao Chuanxin came out, the cook nodded and bowed to him.

After Zhao Chuanxin sat down, Bayar Bor asked in confusion: "Why is he so respectful to you?"

"Haha, this is all the treatment I got in exchange for my skills."

Bayar is convinced - a capable person can do anything.

During the meal, Bayar asked again: "What is your purpose in buying that stone?"

"It's of no use. The fish on the stone is called the wolf-finned fish and is now extinct. It should have survived more than 1 million years ago. I bought it as a souvenir."

One hundred million years ago is indeed quite shocking, but Bayar's focus is not here.

He wondered: "If you put it this way, if the fish bones we eat are left behind, will they still be valuable in a hundred years?"

"Haha, it's not worth anything. But you have to keep some bottles and cans, and your Crow God Sword. There's no way it's worth some money."

Bayar's forehead was thoughtful.

……

The horses of Babuzabu and others are very fast and have strong endurance.

Normally, one would have to wait at least the next day for the journey, after all, it was already getting late.

But Babuzabu didn't wait. He ran until he couldn't see the road clearly and rested on the spot.

Xu Hongyan was placed in the brightest part of the bonfire, while the others were slightly behind. This seemed to put him in front of the stage and made him uneasy.

He knew that this way he would not be able to escape. If he made the slightest move, he would be whipped with a whip.

Xu Hongyan closed her eyes and even covered the firelight with her hands to obtain enough darkness, as if the darkness was her own private space.

Just like he did in the ruined temple before, he kept muttering and praying in his heart: I must break out of the tight siege, I must break out of the tight siege, I...

He firmly believed that when his weak limbs were unable to resist, his will would eventually lead him to break through the encirclement.

Maybe I was muttering too hard in my heart, and it came out unconsciously.

A man next to him laughed loudly: "What the hell? Are you trying to escape, you little bastard? If you dare to try and escape, I'll kick you to pieces!"

Xu Hongyan had no choice but to open her eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't want to run away. What I said was that I must bite the leg of lamb. I must bite the leg of lamb..."

The man looked at the roasted leg of lamb in his hand and laughed: "I see, it's a pity that the minister won't let you eat it because he's afraid that you will become a monster when you are full."

Xu Hongyan only ate half of the steamed bun today. When he heard this, his stomach pounded and he swallowed his saliva and said: "Hero, you haven't gnawed clean bones. Just give me a piece. It's enough to cushion your stomach. No one will show you the way when you starve to death." .”

At this moment, he has lost the restraint of the Xu family's eldest son, and survival is the most important thing.

The man looked back at Babu Zabu, who nodded slightly, then tore off a piece of meat and threw it to Xu Hongyan.

Xu Hongyan was very experienced. Although he was very hungry, he chewed his food carefully.

If he eats too fast, he will get hungry quickly, and he plans to hide a piece of it to eat later.

When his mother had just replaced his father as a meat ticket for the bandits, he felt like he was having a nightmare.

The fear and trembling that filled every pore were always present.

But now, Xu Hongyan is not so afraid.Reality dragged him to the point where he only faced two problems: staying alive and having enough to eat, and things became much simpler.

After they had eaten and drank enough, everyone was lying on the ground. Xu Hongyan looked at the men staggering around and stretched out their corpses, but he still couldn't muster the courage to escape.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

……

During this time, Benjamin Goldberg went to Liangzhou City for a field trip to prepare for the anti-donation activities.

He was wearing rags, his head was wrapped in a rag, his face was painted with plaster, his neck was hunched, and his shoulders were raised. No one could recognize him as a little foreigner.

He measured the entire Liangzhou city with his two feet.

I went to Dongguan and found the severely collapsed city wall. There are many inns here, some of which are really good.

Passing by the ancient Xixia stone monument, I saw the Guxi Pagoda of Qingying Temple, the Zhenguo Pagoda of Dayun Temple, and the Luoshi Pagoda.

He knew the location of the Taoist platform and the town platform, as well as the location of the weapons depot and ammunition factory, which gave him some thoughts.

After lingering in these places for a long time and secretly memorizing the terrain, Benjamin Goldberg went to the store to buy some raisins shipped from Turpan and threw them into his mouth as he walked.

He has money, quite a bit.

Just like his master, he can't lie to anyone wherever he goes.

On the way westward, all the scales that were dropped were replaced during this period.

He witnessed how the local yamen and patrol police exploited the people. Even the most prosperous shop owner could not help but frown after being exploited.

He saw how the gentry straddled the sky with one hand and dominated the northwest region.

The sale of opium has been banned in many places in the south, and the shops have been closed. However, in Liangzhou City, opium shops are open openly and the business is very good.

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head.

After watching everything he could, Benjamin Goldberg returned to Qi Zhenlu's home.

Gulizar also came to Liangzhou City. When he saw Benjamin Goldberg coming back, he asked anxiously: "Isn't Liangzhou City interesting? Are there many shops? Are there many hawkers coming from the south to the north? Hey, It’s a pity you didn’t take me with you.”

"If you don't want to make you look disgraced, I can't let you show off in the city."

"I... what if Xin Zhao comes back and sees me disgraced?"

That's what I was worried about.

Benjamin Goldberg sneered and murmured in a low voice: "Even if you are dressed in various layers, you are still naked in the eyes of my master. Why bother?"

"What did you say?"

"Oh, I didn't say anything. Master, you heard me wrong."

Benjamin Goldberg walked toward the courtyard.

I heard loud and heroic noises coming from the courtyard.

He saw a man dancing and said to Qi Zhenlu: "Mr. Qi, you have to comment. The Hu family in the east has a vicious dog that barks day and night, disturbing the surroundings and making it difficult for them to sleep. indivual……"

Qi Zhenlu has always had prestige among the Six Canals in Four Townships. Ordinary people would come to him if they had conflicts at home.

If anyone is in trouble, Qi Zhenlu won't refuse a visit.

Only this time he hesitated.

Because this matter is difficult to handle.

The Hu family is a local squire with some background in Liangzhou City Yamen.

Qi Zhenlu asked: "I remember that most of the people around the Hu family are from wealthy families, so they don't have any control over them?"

The man said angrily: "Mr. Qi, you must know that within a hundred miles, except for your Qi family, don't the rich families protect each other? It's only the poor families like us who suffer..."

Seeing Qi Zhenlu in trouble, Benjamin Goldberg suddenly interrupted: "This is easy to handle."

The man turned his head and saw a half-year-old child with a high nose, deep eyes, and gray paint on his face. He asked displeasedly: "Who are you? How much do you know about children?"

Benjamin Goldberg put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile: "I am - Ebony Welwin Enyel Twain Wenween Muben Osas."

The man's mouth opened like an "O" and his eyes widened: "What, what?"

"Oh." Benjamin Goldberg said: "Call me Odebiao, or Odebiao for short."

As he spoke, he also played the whistle tune that his master taught him, a special tune for the pseudonym Oudebiao.

Qi Zhenlu couldn't laugh or cry.

This doll is almost carved out of the same mold as his master. He is so unique and natural in his generosity that it seems that apart from this faction, there is no other one in the world.

The man asked blankly: "Audebiao, what can you do?"

Odebiao... no, it was Benjamin Goldberg who stretched out his hand: "Qi Zhenhai, I will serve you with pen and ink!"

Qi Zhenhai's nose felt so hung up and crooked.

You don't even have all your fucking hair, so you dare to order Grandpa around?

Unexpectedly, his brother Qi Zhenlu raised his chin: "Go quickly."

Qi Zhenhai reluctantly went to get paper and pen.

Benjamin Goldberg rolled up his sleeves, let his brush lick the ink, straightened his waist and twisted his neck, looking like a master of calligraphy.

But as soon as I put pen to paper, it was a surprise.

The writing was crooked, not to mention ugly, like a child's graffiti.

I saw him writing: My dog ​​has just grown up and is barking. What can you do to me?If you are dissatisfied, you can move to Dongguan.If you are poor and can't move, don't mind the barking dog. You deserve it. Why don't you hit me if you have the guts?

The word "kind" has been around since ancient times.It was Chen Sheng who said it at the earliest - Do princes, generals, and Xiang Ning have the guts?
Qi Zhenlu read it word for word.

Then the whole yard was silent.

Only the man didn't know what was going on and shouted: "Look, look, I'm just saying that even if you don't even have hair, you can have any good ideas, but he still helps the Hu family to talk about his feelings? Is this even justified... "

But the man found that everyone looked at Benjamin Goldberg like a ghost, and looked at him like a fool.

He was a little confused. What do you mean?
Benjamin Goldberg threw the brush into the inkstone, stood up and laughed loudly and said: "I copied dozens of copies and posted them around Hu's house one after another late at night."

Qi Zhenhai took a step back and said, "This kid is as sinister as his master."

Qi Zhenlu also laughed and raised his thumb: "It's true that famous teachers make great disciples, how wonderful!"

The man asked stupidly: "Why is it so wonderful that he speaks for the Hu family?"

Qi Zhenlu saw that the man was so stupid, so he had to break it into pieces and say: "Originally, the Hu family only offended you, but with this list, the Hu family has offended all the neighbors. This is a borrowed knife to kill people in "36 Stratagems"! The Hu family's The vicious dogs will be dealt with on their own."

The man slapped his forehead: "Ah, ah, ah, that's the truth, I'm so stupid, thank you young hero, thank you, thank you, great!"

After seeing the man off, Benjamin Goldberg smiled and said, "I went to see the situation today and my plan needs to be changed."

"What, something happened?" Qi Zhenlu immediately asked nervously.

"That's not true, but I want to take the opportunity to rob the weapons depot and ammunition factory."

Qi Zhenlu breathed a sigh of relief at first, then gasped: "What, rob the weapons depot and ammunition factory? This, this is simply a wishful thinking. Even if we succeed, we can't take it away and we can't get out of the city. This matter is not trivial. Furthermore, hiding it privately Arms is a capital crime, rebellion is a crime of beheading..."

Who is this guy following for his audacity?
"Don't worry, I just need to add more manpower to help me contain the weapons and ammunition. The mountain people have their own ideas on how to load those weapons and ammunition. Tianfei has become quite large now, and it is necessary to train a team of guards with live ammunition. We can't swing knives every day. Times changed!"

Thinking of the half-grown child in front of him, although he is small, his mind is full of conspiracies and tricks. There is really nothing that can defeat him at the moment.

Qi Zhenlu felt relieved and asked again: "Don't you wait for your master?"

Benjamin Goldberg thought for a while: "We will take action if my master doesn't come back in another ten days."

……

Zhao Chuanxin sneezed.

"Which grandson is thinking about me?"

He rubbed his nose, spread another layer of wooden boards on the fire kang, and added his own bedding on top before lying down.

Because any car shop like this is bound to have lice and fleas.

After lying down, he took out the "Code of the Old Gods".

　Listen to me, don’t get upset, stay calm...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)