The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

How fucked up are you, Mishan?

It looked back at Zhao Chuanxin at work, Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hind hooves, and he moved his hind hooves.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his front hooves, and he moved his front hooves.

His expression is unflattering and his movements are obscene.

Zhao Chuanxin was so busy that he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't succeed.

After Li Zining heard what Zhao Chuanxin said, his eyebrows stood up in anger: "You are really rude, rude, and barbaric..."

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head and smiled: "I am really ashamed to receive so much praise. I actually still have a lot of shortcomings. I have only done a small amount of work."

Li Zining: "..."

When Li Ziyu saw this, he suddenly felt relieved and figured something out.

That is, although Zhao Chuanxin has committed many deeds of an outlaw, he can only be considered to have a narrow view of ethnicity at best.

Taking a detailed look at Zhao Chuanxin's deeds, he was beaten because he would kill innocent people indiscriminately for money.

The reason for attacking foreigners was the exploitation and oppression of foreign powers.

But the Chinese policeman had no weapons. He just beat him with a stick out of shame, but he did not kill the Chinese policeman.

On the other hand, it is different when dealing with foreigners, who are greeted with bullets at every turn.

If Zhao Chuanxin does things indiscriminately and does not distinguish between foreign and Chinese, then he has a mental problem.

Li Ziyu is so smart. After he figured it out, he no longer had to worry.

After calming down and looking carefully, he felt more and more that the person in front of him was Zhao Chuanxin.

He continued to watch calmly.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin hadn't finished his work for a long time, the white man dismounted impatiently and walked over: "A rookie is a rookie, he can't even handle a horse..."

These hunting enthusiasts have always looked down on people who are not good at riding or have average marksmanship.

They are professionals when it comes to dealing with horses.

But he had just approached Mishan and he hadn't finished speaking yet.

Mishan seemed to take a step forward inadvertently, swinging his body sideways, butt directly hitting the white man's chest, knocking the white man's buttocks, and sitting on the ground.

Then, Mishan jumped forward again as if he was surprised.

That expression seemed to express: Oh, why were you so careless? You scared me.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the reins and staggered because of it.

He raised his palm as if to slap it.

Mishan blinked and seemed to be ready to be slapped, but did not use force or dodge.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy and patted the horse's face a few times: "As long as you don't move your boots, you can talk about anything, right?"

Mishan raised his head and screamed.

The foreigner wanted to ridicule Zhao Chuanxin, but he got a slap on his face and was immediately embarrassed. This was especially true when he heard the soft jeers from his companions.

He got up and patted the broken leaves on his butt, took out a leather whip, and raised it to whip Mishan.

But Zhao Chuanxin stood up and said, "Hey, what are you doing? A rookie is a rookie, what problem can a whip solve?

In this way, how much did you pay for the horse? I will buy it at a higher price. "

The man tried hard to pull back the whip.

Although I tried my best, the whip didn't move at all. I couldn't help but wonder how someone could be so strong?

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin let go.

The white man suddenly took a few steps back, almost making the same mistake again.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately scolded you: "Look at you, you are such a big man and you are not stable at all.

Would you like to be more mature?

You also know something about horses, but not much.

Just messing around. "

"..."

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxian got back on his horse.

He squinted his eyes and looked around, feeling that he now had a chance to shoot. The opponent had already lowered his guard. With his shooting speed, it shouldn't be a problem to get the upper hand. How about a Quadra Kill?

But it seems that the teacher came from Wuming?

Hunting of wild animals was not a crime in the 20th century.

Changing the governor of Hong Kong Island will not change the situation. What he is fighting against is a consciousness, not a certain person.

After a few flashes of thought, Zhao Chuanxin finally took out a bag of money and threw it over: "The horse belongs to me, do you have any objection?"

Li Ziyu next to him quickly stretched his neck to watch.

Seeing the white man opening the bag, it was full of Japanese dragon yuan.

Li Ziyu's pupils shrank and his heart beat wildly.

Sure enough!

When the white man saw the money, his anger subsided.

I am a capitalist by nature, so there is no shame in doing business.

"No problem, the horse is yours."

Midun said at this time: "Can you leave?"

Today I have no interest at all.

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his chest with one hand and made a "please" gesture with the other hand.

Elegant and timeless.

When Li Zining passed by Zhao Chuanxin, he raised his chin and let out a contemptuous "hum" through his nose.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and gently knocked the horse's belly. Mi Shan was like a roundworm in his stomach. He moved with a flexible pace and was parallel to Li Zining's horse, very close to him.

Zhao Chuanxin leaned over and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have a cold?

Sickness needs to be cured, you know? "

Seeing the handsome face in front of Minato, Li Zining was startled and quickly moved forward to miss him.

Zhao Chuanxin was left laughing.

He also turned his horse's head and prepared to leave.

At this time, he discovered that Midun was riding No. 11, the horse racer at the racecourse before.

The fur is dark and shiny, and it looks like a horse, showing off its power.

Mishan was very vindictive and had been bitten by No. 11. He seemed to be thinking of competing and suddenly accelerated to pass him.

Midun was a proud and arrogant man, and he sneered when he saw this.

No. 11 is his treasure. He has won many battles in horse racing, how can he fall behind others?

"drive!"

No. 11 is catching up from behind!

Seeing this, other people also became interested and started racing horses one after another.

Li Ziyu was shocked.

He also often rides horses. He cannot be said to have superb riding skills, but he is certainly not afraid of horse racing.

But he was afraid that with Zhao Chuanxin's attitude toward foreigners, Midun's provocative behavior might be sending him to death.

So he said to Li Zining: "You ride slower, I will chase them."

Seeing that everyone was running away, Li Zining was not willing to listen to his brother's words, so he also drove the horse and started running.

Today's Mishan is one and a half steps ahead of where he once was.

After running, the span is extremely long.

There was no need for Zhao Chuanxin to urge him, he just started running and became more confident as he ran. This was the highlight of his life.

No. 11 wanted to catch up, but his former defeated opponent ran faster and faster. Instead of getting closer, the distance became wider and wider.

It neighed unwillingly.

Midun and others were stunned.

Especially the white man who sold the horse couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this still his stupid horse?

What a huge loss!

The more explosive the horse, the worse the endurance.

This was the case with later Thoroughbreds.

The king of short distances and the soft-footed shrimp of long distances.

Soon, No. 11 could no longer run, breathing heavily and looking lonely.

Midun looked at No. 11's performance, and his heart skipped a beat.

Not only people have various psychological problems, but animals too.

After this battle, No. 11 may have lost his confidence.

This loss is huge!

He was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot!

"Go back and check for me. Find out who this person is. I want him to look good!"

Later, Li Ziyu who caught up heard the words and said: "Sir, there is no need to check, I know who he is!"

Li Zining also followed.

Midun asked in surprise: "Who is he?"

Li Zining also looked curious.

And Li Ziyu said word by word: "Zhao Chuanxin!"

Before Midun could react, Li Zining couldn't help but exclaimed: "What, how could it be him?"

If we talk about the mentality of the Chinese people at this time, after the great powers opened the door of the country with strong ships and cannons, it is inevitable that they feel a little inferior.

When she and her brother were abroad, Zhao Chuanxin was often mentioned in newspapers.

He cannot be said to be the light of the nation, but his fight for the rights and interests of overseas Chinese and his charity work for the mainland are undoubtedly worthy of pride and praise.

Because Zhao Chuanxian is Chinese!

A capable Chinese.

There are very few Chinese people who scare foreigners!

There is nothing wrong with Zhao Chuanxin's skin. He was not ugly to begin with, but now he has thin skin, tender flesh, and a tall figure.

But in Li Zining's mind, Zhao Chuanxin should be the kind of hero who is not only handsome, but also very majestic, well-organized in what he says and does, a very traditional hero.

It has to be said that when Chinese people erect "statues" for their idols, they all like to do Wei Guangzheng.

The character cannot collapse even a little, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

For example, if someone like Zhao Chuanxin loses his temper after drinking, or is lazy or unmotivated, he will be criticized.

But in fact, mortals always have shortcomings of one kind or another, and all the tall images in history are like this.

Midun separated his thumb and index finger and stroked the mustache on his lips.

His eyes were cold, and he understood why Li Ziyu didn't let him act rashly before.

The shadow of the famous tree and the three words "Zhao Chuanxin" represent a surging and violent force.

He is arrogant, but he is self-aware.

If we really take action today, I am afraid that I and others will be buried here.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but say to Li Ziyu: "Li, you did the right thing today, and I want to thank you for your advice.

Go back and ask the police station to step up the investigation and try their best to drive him away. If he stays here, he will be a disaster!

In addition, the situation on Hong Kong Island has been a bit chaotic recently, and the people have begun to become disobedient.

Especially those that emerge in endlessly.

You think of a way to find a representative among the Chinese, and let the Chinese control the Chinese as before! "

Li Ziyu nodded: "Looking for the Chinese representative, I think we can contact Zheng Guohua!"

Midun frowned and recalled, and asked uncertainly: "Is it the Chinese businessman who once sold us poisonous bread?"

"It's him. Although he no longer serves in the hall, he has a high reputation! But sir, I want to tell you something. I think Zhao Chuanxin is the murderer who has committed crimes continuously in recent days!"

This made Midun slap his head: "I should have thought of it earlier, yes, it must be him!

Damn, this bastard, a stubborn and bloody discriminator, he discriminates against white people!

I want to catch him and give him some color. I want to put a reward on his head..."

Li Ziyu felt somewhat amused when Midun said that Zhao Chuanxin was a "stubborn and bloody discriminator."

Why do you feel that these words are more like mocking Midun himself?

As for the bounty on Zhao's head?

Now, Li Ziyu has given up hope of catching Zhao Chuanxin.

…

Zhao Chuanxin has never defined himself as a hero.

He didn't know that there was a man who could be called the world's greatest detective in the early 20th century, who had already figured out his identity.

However, Zhao Chuanxin was very surprised that Mi Shan was able to get rid of the No. 11 he was thinking about.

"Well done Mishan."

Mishan neighed, looking proud.

He rode in a circle back to the boathouse.

Only Li Zhitao and Chui Shuijiao were left here.

Zhao Chuanxin said in surprise: "Where are the others?"

Li Zhitao said dejectedly: "They were left behind by Ms. Liu Jiahui, saying they were short of manpower, so we just asked them to help with the work."

"Then why didn't you follow?"

Sighing, Chui Shuiju showed loneliness on his face: "Maybe it's because Ms. Liu hasn't seen the talent in me yet.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Liu is also such a superficial person! "

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "As I said before, Lugang Town does not support idlers!"

"..." Chui Shuiju was dissatisfied: "Zhao Sheng, admit it, I am the kind of talent your Lugang Town lacks!"

But he saw Li Zhitao beating the cabin unwillingly: "I want to save face even if I am a big vat peach, I must become a big shot!"

Liu Jiahui forcibly separated the five brothers, which made Li Zhitao and Chui Shuijiao very excited.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the two of them on the shoulders: "Don't be discouraged, soldiers are impermanent, power is impermanent, and water is impermanent.

As long as you follow me north and go to Lugang Town for special training.

Haha, when the time comes, you will definitely be even more disliked. "

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Chui Shuiju almost spat out blood.

Look, is this human language?

After three people left, the houseboat was much empty, and Zhao Chuanxin felt less crowded.

He became interested: "Chui Shuiju, go to the boatman next to you and buy some seafood. The God of Cooking is going to do the cooking himself!"

There are many fishermen on Hong Kong Island.

Seafood at this time is very cheap, and most of them are sold by themselves and sold ashore.

Although shipping refrigeration technology already existed, those equipment were expensive even in later generations, so they were rarely used, and the caught seafood was basically not sold elsewhere.

Not long after, Chuishuiju came back carrying large and small packages.

Zhao Chuanxin checked it and nodded with satisfaction.

The two of them helped Zhao Chuanxin handle the seafood and clean it.

Light a fire and make a stove.

Chef Zhao Chuanxin said to the two of them while he was busy: "If you don't order takeout or call mom, you must control your food, clothing and destiny in your own hands.

Therefore, you must also become the chosen cook!

Chui Shuijiao, watch out, this meal will be very beautiful and sharp! "

You could say he was cooking, but his behavior was more like magic.

When I reached out, there was a casserole.

Reaching out again, there is soy sauce.

Bean paste, sugar and cooking wine!

Shred the ginger, cut the green onion into sections, and cut the pepper into small pieces.

After a dazzling operation, the flower armor powder was taken out of the pot.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head: "How?"

Chuishuiju imitated Zhao Chuanxin's accent: "Awesome!"

Both of them were dumbfounded.

There is such a cool thing about cooking.

Zhao Chuanxin's golden right hand really has everything he wants.

After using it, I don’t know where he put it. He flicked it and it was gone.

It's amazing.

But you could call him a magician. In a short time, butter lobster, salt and pepper shrimp, scallops, and abalone were all ready. He was the perfect choice for cooking.

There is a small table in the boat house. It is not big. It is an object left by the original boat owner. The table top is very greasy.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it and shook his head.

This is too unrefined.

There were still unused boards on the boat, so he took out two pieces, took out the elf carving knife, and scratched them with a ruler.

Wherever the blade passes, the cuts are neat.

Chuishuiju gasped: "What a sharp knife!"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a hammer and nails and started attacking the original tabletop.

Bang bang bang, nail the wooden board on, and you will have a brand new tabletop.

"Let's eat!"

Zhao Chuanxin eats seafood, the stronger the better, such as abalone.

But he doesn't like eating razor clams.

Li Zhitao ate like a wolf and hesitated: "Zhao Sheng, do you still cook often if you have money?"

"Money?" Zhao Chuanxin swallowed a very large abalone. "I've never touched money, I'm not interested in money."

Chuishuiju: "..."

The food is no longer satisfying.

Be human.

They privately named Zhao Chuanxin's right hand "Golden Right Hand".

Usually when he reaches out his hand, the money is there.

Chuishuiju said sourly: "Ms. Liu Jiahui is so beautiful, she has a close relationship with you, right? Zhao Sheng, you are so rich, there must be many women who will fall in love with you."

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, Liu Jiahui and I are innocent.

Besides, I am face-blind and cannot tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. "

Li Zhitao turned his head away and sprayed out the soup.

It's like coughing your lungs out.

Chuishuiju opened his mouth, and then said in frustration: "Eat, eat."

He just knows how to brag, but bragging is worse than someone who can show off.

A meal without words!

Not long after, Toad Boy came to the boathouse.

"Zhao Sheng, Miss Liu asked me to tell you that yesterday she took a reporter from the "Lugang Town Journal" to the home of Governor Midun."

At this time, Toad Boy had put on a suit. Although it didn't fit him well, he still looked human-like.

This made Li Zhitao and Chui Shuiju extremely envious.

Chui Shuiju said bitterly: "Toad boy, you have become a rich man now."

Toad Boy dissatisfied and slapped away Fuki Suiko's hand touching his suit.

He continued: "I wanted to buy that horse, but Midun didn't agree. Miss Liu said let it go."

Has "Lugang Town Journal" been released?

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows.

At this time, reporters are not called reporters, but reporters, who specialize in covering local news.

Zhao Chuanxin simply got it right and asked the reporter of "Lugang Town Journal" to be directly called a reporter.

"Okay, then you go back and tell her, and let's drop this matter."

Zhao Chuanxin secretly thought that it was a pity. He was very optimistic about that horse. If a good horse breed could be bred, Lugang Town might also have a place among the world's famous horses in the future.

Toad Boy was a little uncomfortable with his new outfit, and after squirming, he said, "Miss Liu also said that the tickets have been bought, and tomorrow afternoon, we will go directly to Tianjin from Victoria Harbor.

This is the boat ticket. "

Zhao Chuanxin took the ticket: "Okay, let's go back to work. Study hard, watch well, and strive to be a pillar of the country in the future."

Hearing this, Toad Boy's face became serious.

He nodded: "Yes, that's what I think. Now, Miss Liu is asking me to do some down-to-earth work so that I can be reused in the future."

As he said that, he gave Chui Shuiju a sideways look.

That means: Look, I'm doing well now.

When Chui Shuiju saw that you were still playing, he asked him: "Then what do you do?"

Toad Boy hesitated: "Sweep the floor."

Chui Shuiju laughed: "Is a down-to-earth job just sweeping the floor?"

Wait for Toad Boy to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin distributed the boat tickets to Li Zhitao and Chui Shuiju.

It's too urgent, the matter is not finished yet.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin came to Yunxian Street again and looked at it from a distance.

Today there are no British police, no Indian police, only Chinese police.

"Defeat magic with magic?"

Since Zhao Chuanxin was specifically targeting foreigners, they only sent Chinese police here.

However, these Chinese police are not doing their job well.