The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

No wonder it looks familiar.

It turns out that this couple is actually Benjamin Goldberg’s parents.

However, Benjamin Goldberg’s parents looked normal, so how could they give birth to such a weird child?

Of course, Freddy Pavitt would never speak his mind.

He nodded slightly: "Welcome to my humble home, you two. Do you want to take Benjamin away?"

He found the couple's behavior interesting when he asked.

The man nodded reservedly and slightly arrogantly, but the woman frowned slightly, looking worried.

"Yes, Mr. Pavitt, I think Benjamin should not be here, especially not associating with people who don't do what they say."

Freddy Pavitt said that was indeed the case.

Despite his displeasure, Freddy Pavitt held back.

He said, "Mr. Goldberg, you feel free to take the child away."

With permission, Samuel Goldberg entered and walked toward Benjamin Goldberg.

But Rachel Kervis took the next step and whispered to Freddy Pavitt: "Mr. Pavitt, I'm causing you trouble. Samuel's words are a bit rude, please don't mind. In fact, I think Benjamin It’s good for him to come here and play.”

Freddy Pavitt suddenly realized.

It turned out that the couple had different opinions on how to treat their children.

But seeing Samuel Goldberg reprimanding Benjamin Goldberg with a fatherly dignity,

Freddy Pavitt looked helpless.

He thought for a while and said: "Madam, Ethan Manor can accommodate a young man with wild ideas, but you know, the townspeople..."

Rachel Kervis nodded: "Sorry, I was abrupt."

She looked a little disappointed.

Freddy Pavitt's heart raced as he watched.

This woman, with a slightly lower expression, can be attractive.

He really wanted to say that he could just let Benjamin Goldberg play in the future.

But thinking about those rumors, if Zhao Chuanxin comes back and feels unhappy, that will not be beautiful.

As a qualified British butler, when the head of the family comes back from outside, he is like a soldier facing a general review, and he needs to go all out to prepare.

Now, he has failed many things. If even the reputation of the manor is lost, Zhao Chuanxin will definitely blame him when he comes back.

He didn't want to lose this high-paying job.

Rachel Kervis was disappointed when Freddie Pavitt didn't say anything.

She is very confident in her beauty and temperament.

This was her weapon, and she used it to conquer cities and territories. She was invincible from childhood to adulthood and got everything she wanted.

For example, a graceful, handsome husband has a luxurious life that others only dream of.

The only fly in the ointment is her son, Benjamin Goldberg.

This little guy was dull when he was born, but one day he suddenly enlightened and became extremely smart.

However, trouble ensued.

The little guy's mind is too active. He can imagine the pebbles on the roadside as a mountain, the puddle in the middle of the road as a turbid lake, and the shoes as a giant ship flying in the sky... He can even imagine his father's shotgun. He dismantled it and said that he wanted to build him a gun that could shoot bullets into space...

She and Samuel Goldberg moved here for Benjamin Goldberg, hoping that a change of environment would improve his "condition."

But after arriving, it didn't take long for him to make friends with the black servants in the Ethan Manor, the "big family" in the town.

This pissed off Samuel Goldberg.

Samuel Goldberg is witty and good at business. At a young age, he was among the bankers. Now he is a typical representative of the middle class among white people.

How can future generations associate with a black man?

But Rachel Crovis feels that since Benjamin Goldberg came to play at the manor, his behavior has become less weird.

It seemed that all those weird words had been said to the silly big black guy, so he became much more normal when talking to others.

This is definitely a good thing.

It was also because of this that she had a disagreement with Samuel Goldberg.

I originally wanted to rely on my beauty and temperament to let Freddy Pavitt, the butler of Ethan Manor, secretly let him go, but now it seems that Freddy Pavitt pays more attention to the reputation of the manor.

"Mr. Pavitt, please don't take the words of the ignorant townspeople to heart, okay?"

This beautiful young woman showed a charming expression.

Freddy Pavitt's eyelids twitched, his expression slightly unnatural.

Although he has always been decent and strict with himself in life, he is still a human being after all, and he is not married yet.

It's really too much to deal with the young woman's changing temperament.

At this moment, Samuel Goldberg had already walked over with Benjamin Goldberg.

Rachel Kervis immediately stopped being charming, and Freddie Pavitt became more serious.

Samuel Goldberg said politely but without doubt: "Mr. Pavitt, I don't want to see this big black man next to Benjamin again."

Before Freddie Pavitt says anything,

Benjamin Goldberg said first: "You can't do this. You have no right to ask me to be friends with anyone. Marcus is my friend, the only friend in this town."

"Oh, little guy, you are still young and don't understand the dangers of the world." Samuel Goldberg showed a headache: "When you get older, you will understand how important reputation is to a person. "

Benjamin Goldberg angrily said: "At no time should a person's reputation be judged by making friends."

"Okay, Benjamin, don't talk nonsense." Samuel Goldberg said: "Now, say goodbye to Mr. Pavitt, I'm going to send you to school. Truancy is a bad habit."

But Rachel Kervis, after the family of three walked out of the door, secretly turned back and winked playfully at Freddy Pavitt.

Who can withstand this?

Think about it, a young woman who seems to be a good wife and mother suddenly shows a playful expression. How lethal is it?

Freddie Pavitt's heart beat a few times unsatisfactorily, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: What the hell is this?

So I could only turn around and vent my anger on Marcus Ngruma: "It's all because of you. Remember not to cause trouble in the future. Do your job honestly and don't be lazy."

Marcus Nkrumah nodded stupidly: "Yes, Mr. Pavitt, I will do a good job."

"..."

Rotten wood cannot be carved.

Freddy Pavitt turned and walked back.

…

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to go to San Francisco's Chinatown to see it, but that bitch Yu Wenxuan didn't know how Chinatown was being managed.

However, he was pressed for time.

Weapons factories need to be opened, new weapons need to be developed, and most importantly, this time he came to the United States mainly to make money.

To do this, he sacrificed his little temper.

So I didn't bother to go to San Francisco and took the train directly to New York across the east and west.

They have almost arrived in New York.

Only then did Miao Cuihua feel a little sad about being far away from her hometown.

She asked uneasily: "Where will we stay when we get there?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said to Miao Cuihua: "There must be a place to live, and it is quite a petty bourgeoisie. Sister Hua, guess what it will be like?"

Miao Cuihua doesn't know what petty bourgeoisie is, but she understands sentiment.

Blinking, she breathed Rulan into his ear: "Is it romantic? I understand this. Can we be romantic when we go somewhere without rest?"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: "I asked you to guess, but I didn't ask you to make a wish. You're in a mood wherever you go. What are you thinking? I'm a serious person."

Miao Cuihua was stunned, had she misunderstood?

It seems that I still need to read more, not only domestic books, but also foreign languages.

At least she doesn't quite understand petty bourgeoisie.

Li Shutong pointed out the car window: "Passengers, you said that the people in the United States are not living a happy life. Look at those dilapidated houses, with firewood and various farm tools piled randomly outside. They are no different from those in our country."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and said: "Then you think that in foreign countries, the moon is rounder, the system is better, and even the air smells of wealth? Let me tell you, the people at the bottom have a few virtues, and the people are living in poverty."

Liu Yuanshan's eyebrows are very dark and thick, which is different from ordinary women.

Since arriving in the United States, her eyebrows have revealed the worry and fear that a young girl should have when arriving in a foreign country.

Everything is strange.

She couldn't help but said: "Brother Charcoal Burner, I heard that our Chinese will suffer discrimination when they come to the United States. Is this true?"

"It's more real than real gold. You have to be prepared." Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that you finally knew you were afraid. "But don't even think about finding a white son-in-law for your family, otherwise your happiness will be over."

At first, because of this, he fought all the way from west to east. Rivers of blood flowed from the killings, and the chickens and dogs were restless.

But people only care about eating and not fighting. I am afraid that by now, those people have forgotten the fear of being dominated by him.

"What are you talking about? It's true." Liu Yuanshan was still a young girl. She blushed and spat: "I want to concentrate on my studies and serve thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

"Didn't you say that if you master civil and martial arts, you can repay your favor with me?"

Liu Yuanshan pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Well, I forgot. After I finish my studies, I will work for you. Don't worry, Brother Charcoal Burner."

A few people were chatting as the train slowly pulled into the station.

Look at the bulletin board outside, New York Station is here.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and stretched: "Get ready, we are about to get off the car. Mahina, bring your tattoo tools. I'm afraid I won't be able to get your pigments in the United States."

Mahina is carefree, and in the Kanaka people's minds, there is not much fear or sorrow. Going back a hundred years, many of them even lived a life of gathering and hunting.

Because the land is so rich.

After getting off the train, Zhao Chuanxin immediately saw Freddie Pavitt and Jesse Livermore among the bustling crowd, as well as a tall and muscular black uncle.

Mainly the big black guy, about two meters tall, with unusually developed limbs, holding a pick-up sign, stood out among the crowd.

Even for black people, it is not easy to grow so tall in this era.

Jesse Livermore saw Zhao Chuanxin first and shouted with great joy: "Mr. Zhao, here."

Freddie Pavitt, on the other hand, maintained the courtesy of a gentleman and did not yell.

Instead, he said dissatisfiedly to the big black man next to him: "What are you still holding up the sign for? You can put it down now."

The big black guy: "Oh."