The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

After leaving the county government office, Liu Guogui scolded: "Oh Gao Li, why didn't you discuss it with me and just fall out with the government office? What if they really take advantage of us?"

Gao Li said disdainfully: "Precious, don't you understand? When we came here, why did brother Zhongyi give me the revolver? Because he knew that you were hesitant in doing things."

Originally, this Japanese revolver was in the hands of Zhao Zhongyi. But Zhao Zhongyi seemed to have thought of something, so he handed it over to Gao Li and gave some instructions.

Liu Baoguo was quite unconvinced: "Then what is the truth behind what you said?"

"Precious, tell me, the county government and even the magistrates, why are they afraid of the gangster?"

Liu Guogui didn't even think about it: "Of course it's because they have foreign guns in their hands, and they are so vicious that they kill people like crazy."

Gao Li took out his pistol and raised it: "Then tell me, do we have guns? Can we be considered murderous?"

"Forehead……"

With the addition of Xiao Jinzi'er, this was already the third wave of gangsters killed by them.

Both sides have foreign guns, and both sides are killing people profusely. The only difference is that no good person was killed in Lugangling Village, and Tongzi did almost no good deeds...

Yes, then what are you afraid of? They dare not move, so do they dare to move Lugangling Village? If you want a gun, you have a gun, and if you want a man, why should you be afraid of him?

Liu Baogui was immediately relieved.

"Okay, what you said makes sense. Let's go shopping."

A shop in Yuan Shengqing was selling foreign cloth.

Liu Guoguo stepped forward and touched the fabric and asked, "Why are there still insect holes in this?"

The shopkeeper who sold the goods said cheerfully: "This was a few decades ago, during the period of competition between Britain and the United States. The backlog of goods was naturally eaten by insects for so long. It is also cheaper. They are all made of wool, and there is Doro. , harp, serge velvet, and feather satin..."

In the last century, the United States used British woolen fabrics to squeeze British shipping exports to China. The two sides competed viciously, following each other's market trends, and prices plummeted. In the end, there was a huge backlog of inventory, and no one could sell it. Later, after negotiations, the matter was resolved and the price was raised again.

China's wool weaving technology has been unable to improve, and as a result, these foreigners have taken advantage of it and dumped it in large quantities.

But the overstocked goods that were eaten away by insects were circulated around the country, half sold and half given away.

I asked about the price and it was indeed cheap.

Liu Baoguo said: "Shopkeeper, I bought the cloth. Can you help me cut out the areas with insect holes when the time comes? If so, I'll buy more."

He thought of someone, the widowed daughter-in-law of Mrs. Zhang's family.

The reason why Lugangling Village has reached this stage is still due to Mrs. Zhang.

He had long since fallen in love with the widow of Mrs. Zhang's family. Her big, watery eyes and fair skin were so heart-wrenching.

I have no elders or relatives. He was timid at first, but now he is bolder after experiencing a lot.

I had no choice but to carry my things to the door and see how people would react.

…

Xiao Gushan.

Zhan Zhonghua's face was so gloomy that water could drip from her face.

"As expected, it was indeed someone from Lugangling Village who did it. In Lugangling Village, not only Zhao Zhongyi is a capable person, but Zhao Chuanxin is also called Guanwai Dianhong. These two are the biggest scourge!"

"The boss, the people from Xiao Jin Zi'er are making trouble, saying that you plotted against him."

"Tell him to go find them for revenge. Who would have expected that Lugangling Village would be so bold."

"But, but, Xiao Jinzi'er said, if you don't give me an explanation, the matter will go to the Yang family."

"..."

…

Liu Guogui, Gao Li and others returned to Lugangling Village happily.

Zhao Chuanxin asked curiously: "Why are you so happy?"

Liu Bagui said happily: "I went to Mrs. Zhang's house, carrying foreign cloth. I said that there are two widows in their family. How can they do it without a man? If the young widow is willing to marry me, I will marry Mrs. Zhang." Raise them together.”

"Did you really say that?" Zhao Chuanxin was ashamed.

It's too explicit.

"That's probably what I mean."

But Gao Li said: "I really let out a bad breath today!"

He told the story again.

Zhao Chuanxin was silent for a moment: "Then, from now on, we must carry guns when we go out. We are an insurance team anyway, so carrying foreign guns is not considered a show of force."

He was afraid of being shot coldly, because the big tree attracted the wind.

Liaoxi Horse Beard, Zuotian Fanzi, Xiao Jinzi'er, and the Zhanzhong Flower, as well as the forces behind them. It seems that during this period, Lugangling has offended everyone it can offend.

As for the clowns in the county government, he didn't care at all.

If these people could succeed, the Qing government would not train additional new armies.

Liu Guoguo took out the remaining cloth and showed off: "Look, although this has bug eyes, after cutting it, is it pretty good?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw the single-sided velvet and the big woolen cloth, so he simply snatched them away: "I want them, and I'll give you the money."

Liu Baogui: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin has something to do again.

He ran to Zhao Zhongyi's house.

"Sister-in-law, I have to ask you something. Look, I have some cloth in my hand. I will give you the drawings and teach you how to cut it. I will also teach you how to sew. Please help me make two clothes."

He provided a drawing with pencil drawings of the various parts of the coat, giving precise measurements.

How to quilt the needle, how to hide the needle, how to tuck the head and thread the thread, etc., everything is taught in detail.

At this time, when women come into contact with outside men, their own men need to be by their side.

Zhao Zhongyi watched and listened, and couldn't help it anymore: "Brother, you know everything, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Hey, I'm doing this for your own good, brother. When my sister-in-law learns how to do it, I can make you two more clothes. I have good intentions!"

A mouthful of old blood is stuck in the throat, making it difficult to spit out.

Zhao Zhongyi complained: Just admit that you are too lazy.

Before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin told him: "Sister-in-law, you must cut and sew the clothes strictly according to the size, otherwise the clothes will not fit."

Zhao Zhongyi shooed them away: "Okay, okay, your sister-in-law can do needlework from all over the country, so just leave it alone!"

Very good, as expected, time is like water in a sponge, there is always time when you squeeze it.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the foot of Dongtou Mountain in the village, which was a place specially planned for gun practice.

He lit a cigarette, took out the Nagant wheel, cocked the hammer, and bang!

Thanks to the strange-looking bullet with fairly good air-tightness, the sound of this gun is so small that it actually has the effect of being equipped with a silencer.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of the cowboys in the West. They operate with both hands, pressing the hammer with the left hand and pulling the trigger with the right hand. It is said that they can empty six bullets in two seconds.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a moment and pressed hard with his left hand!

Rub, it pricked my hand.

This thing is not as simple as it seems, it requires some skill.

After studying for a long time, he used the edge of his left hand to press in a half circle, and this time he successfully pressed the hammer.

But the coordination of both hands requires long-term practice.

Fortunately, he had good hands and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

boom.

But here comes the problem, I can’t connect.

Besides, you can’t waste bullets, right?

After thinking for a while, he pressed the lever in front and removed all the bullets.

The most criticized thing about this Nagant revolver is that it is too laborious to unload and reload the cartridge case.

After unloading the bullet, after repeated attempts by Zhao Chuanxin, he realized that this thing was not about pulling the hammer and pulling the trigger.

He can keep pulling the trigger with his right hand and press it continuously with his left hand, so as to achieve the purpose of rapid fire.

Reload.

Bang bang bang...

After only one round, he did not eject the cartridge case and continued to press and practice rapid fire. He did not stop until the edge of the palm of his left hand was a little swollen.