Reborn and become a Great Scientist

Chapter 29 Chapter 29 My name is Takakura Ken

At 03:30 in the morning, Chen Muwu, who was used to being gently awakened by the soft music coming from the phone speaker, was startled by the sudden sound of the mechanical alarm clock frequently striking the bell with a hammer.

Still in the dream, his first reaction was the damn class bell that rang on time at eight o'clock every morning when he was in school.

As long as you enter the door of the classroom after the ringing of the bell, even if it is only a second, you will be recorded "late" in the attendance book by that rigid and unreasonable Mediterranean high-level mathematics professor.

Chen Muwu put on his clothes and put a top hat on his head. It's a pity that he doesn't have the habit of growing a beard, otherwise he could pretend to be more like himself.

He always felt that it was more convenient for him to go to the place where cultural relics were resold as a foreigner than as a Chinese, and he received less suspicion.

Although he can't speak stupid words, thanks to those anti-Japanese dramas, he can imitate his tone and demeanor when he was learning to speak Chinese.

If you want to be in the 21st century, imitating the way you speak in TV dramas will only make others feel that you are a second person.

In this day and age, he might be able to win by surprise.

After checking whether there were any items left behind, Chen Muwu quietly walked out of the room.

It was the day of the Great Cold, and in the cold night of March and September, the north wind was blowing hard.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Chen Muwu was shivering from the cold.

Quietly opened the courtyard door and then quietly closed it. When I walked outside the alley, there was already a black Model T Ford waiting there.

"Mr. Chen, right?" Chen Muwu knocked on the car window, and the driver opened the window and asked.

"Exactly."

After getting on the bus, Chen Muwu first handed over six oceans to the driver as agreed in advance, and paid for the two-hour fare.

Then he told the driver the destination of the trip, to the Black Dragon Pool in Nancheng.

The Heiyaochang Lake mentioned by Xiangzi, its official name printed on the map is actually Heilongtan, just because the kiln factory used by the palace is next to it, and when the kiln is fired, the chimney of the kiln factory goes in and out all day long Because of the black smoke, it was nicknamed "Heiyaochang" by people in Nancheng, and the pool next to it was also called Heiyaochangtan.

Heilongtan has disappeared from the maps of later generations, and was incorporated into Taoranting Park and became a part of the park.

When it comes to Beijing in later generations, people's first reaction is traffic jam.

But at this time, Chen Muwu was sitting in the taxi, but the whole journey was unimpeded.

Where there is Black Dragon Pool, there must be Dragon King Temple. There are many Black Dragon Pools in Beijing, but this one is the only one in the city.

Therefore, if the emperors of the Qing Dynasty wanted to worship the Dragon King and pray for rain, no one would look far away. They would choose the Dragon King Temple in the south city. Therefore, the road to the Black Dragon Pool is smoother than other places in the city. Yudao.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the driver signaled to Chen Muwu that Heilongtan has arrived, where should we go next?

Chen Muwu asked the driver to turn off the headlights and slowly circle around the area.

It was still early in the morning, and the sky was still dark.If anyone wants to conduct black market transactions in this environment, there must be lights.

Heilongtan is not a big place, and you can go around it in ten minutes.

When the driver made the third lap and started to get impatient, Chen Muwu vaguely saw some lights by the lake.

"Let's go there!" He excitedly patted the driver on the shoulder like Columbus who discovered the New World, "Turn on the lights and let's drive slowly."

When he drove closer, Chen Muwu realized that these were a few houses near the Black Dragon Pool that were about to collapse.Because he had been hidden in the darkness, he didn't notice it when he circled the pool a few times in the car just now.

There are several Wanguo brand cars parked at the door, but I have never seen a foreign car.

From this point of view, the current scene does not look like a game set up by Xiangzi and the others. They can't afford such a big cost!

I gave the driver another piece of ocean and asked him to find a place to have breakfast first, and then come back to pick him up at dawn, and the fare will be calculated as usual.

After the car came to a complete stop, Chen Muwu opened the door, got out of the car, and pressed the top hat on his head with his hand.

If the little eunuch who was letting the air out at the door knew some psychology, he would have seen that Chen Muwu was showing a guilty conscience.

It's a pity that he is just a farmer's son in Zhili who was sent to the palace by his cruel father for his livelihood. He doesn't know a few big characters, so how can he talk about psychology?

Seeing someone coming again, the little eunuch stopped him as usual, wanting to check his identity.

Chen Muwu frowned and stared, raised his hand to make up, pretended to be angry and said: "Bageyalu!"

Seeing this, the little eunuch was startled, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Chen Mu armed with a questioning look on his face, and continued to speak in the tone of the chief officers: "Words, paintings, antique vases, what do you do here?"

The terrified little eunuch nodded subconsciously.

"Yo~xi!"

With a flick of Chen Muwu's thumb, a heavy ocean floated in front of the little eunuch.

Then, he strode into the courtyard gate without looking back, leaving the little eunuch behind him muttering in his heart: It seems that he looks like himself, but when did Ben become such a tall person?

Entering the room with the lights on, Chen Muwu found that there was indeed something hidden inside.

A long table was covered with all kinds of rare treasures. Several foreigners in suits and leather shoes were looking at each treasure under the light of kerosene lamps. Each of them was accompanied by a dog-legged translator.

On the other side of the table are Chinese people. Although they have been dressed in disguise, their burly figures and soft voices when they speak are completely in line with the characteristics of eunuchs.

Seeing that the buyers in the room were all high-nosed and blue-eyed, Chen Muwu's heart was half relieved.

As long as there is no one in this room who can expose his identity, then he has enough confidence to deceive those eunuchs who have been living in the palace and have not seen much of the world.

Noticing that another person had entered the room, several eunuchs exchanged suspicious glances with each other for a while, and then elected the most burly representative, stepped forward and asked viciously, "Sir, what is your business?" where?"

The squeaky-talking eunuch pretended to be ruthless, which made Chen Muwu very funny, but he still pretended to be scared:

"Watasiwa, Watasi, I am Des, a local businessman named Takakura Ken. I like the history and culture of your country very much. I heard from Mr. Sven Heding from Sweden that there are regular cultural exchange activities here, so I just came here just because of the name, and I want to feel the influence of cultural relics."

After finishing speaking, he smiled slyly and gave the eunuch opposite him a playful look.

These few words made him very embarrassed. It felt like a college student who took the high-speed train to the crew to play the devil in order to get an internship certificate.

Then Chen Muwu patted his chest again, intentionally colliding the gold bars inside, and there was a metallic sound of tinkling bells.

The eunuch who was talking to him couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Chen Muwu was selling in his gourd, so he left him and ran outside alone, probably to talk to the little eunuch who was letting the air out at the door, and get to know his details.

After a while, he ran back again, discussed with the eunuchs inside the table, and finally came to Chen Muwu again: "Mr. Gaocang, please enjoy it to your heart's content."

　Thank you for your company all the way, what, today is Tuesday, and it is the most critical day to see if this article can advance from testing the waters.

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　　PS: The plot of pretending to be Japanese seems to be a bit out of mind, please scold me lightly.

　　I can only say, don’t be too smart when reading this paragraph, the plot of buying cultural relics may seem a bit cool at first glance, but in fact there is a little bit of sadness behind it.

　　Thanks again for reading this far.

　　
　
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