The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin saw her waving outside and couldn't squeeze in.

He took out a long piece of bamboo embryo from the secret realm, wrapped two sandwiches and put them on it, holding the tail with one hand and handed them out.

With a long bamboo embryo and a heavy object on his head, Zhao Chuanxin held his tail with only one hand, his forearm muscles bulged, and his hand was as strong as a rock.

Rachel Kervis was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Chuanxin is lazy, scoundrel, and a bit perverted.

But at the same time, he is strong, responsible, and full of masculine atmosphere like a lion.

"Go on, why are you trying to exhaust me to death?" Zhao Chuanxin reminded.

"Oh, alright."

After she took it, she didn't leave in a hurry. While she was stuttering, she looked at Zhao Chuanxin who was busy with Benjamin Goldberg.

The two masters and apprentices cooperated tacitly. At first, Zhao Chuanxin cooked and delivered the meals, and Benjamin Goldberg only took the money.

Later, when Zhao Chuanxin was too busy, Benjamin Goldberg took over the work of catering and collecting money, and he was making money in full swing.

When she heard that Zhao Chuanxin was going out to sell food, she, like George Maher, felt that Zhao Chuanxin was playing a trick.

But now it seems that this is more than just playing.

This man is really amazing. Yun Wen Yun Wu is always hard to see through.

Don't look at the crayfish when it was shipped here, but there were a lot of them. The lobster tail can be pulled out, but there is very little shrimp meat that can be used for stuffing.

Not long after, Zhao Chuanxin had consumed all the ingredients.

He had to shout: "Okay, sold out, sold out, go back."

"Shet, I've been waiting in line for ten minutes, and you're just telling me this?"

"Man, go back and prepare some more."

"Yeah, the harvest festival doesn't end until night."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about that. He took out a rag to wipe the dining table and operating table, and then closed the car window with a bang.

He got into the driver's seat and said, "If a good dog doesn't block the road, give way. Fight!"

A car of pure dust.

Countless cursing diners were left behind.

Benjamin Goldberg opened the front window and said excitedly: "Master, the total here is 12 US dollars and 28 cents. We have only been selling for more than two hours. If we sell all day long, wouldn't our monthly income be up to Thousand yuan?”

"Stop dreaming. Today is the harvest festival. How can there usually be so many people?"

Benjamin Goldberg seems to have been poured cold water on his head.

Zhao Chuanxin parked the car in front of the shoe store in the town.

After entering the door, he asked: "Boss, it's me. Are my boots ready?"

The boss looked up while wearing reading glasses, his bald forehead shining brightly: "Oh, it's you, it's been done a long time ago, I almost thought you didn't want it."

Zhao Chuanxin took the boots and looked at them repeatedly. The workmanship was very meticulous and they were sewn with Goodyear technology.

The rubber soles are thick, with war-scarred leather cushions in the middle.

The only drawback is that the sole is flat and the grip is not particularly strong.

Zhao Chuanxin used his index finger to mark the thickness. When he felt it was thick enough, he took out the elf carving knife and carved a universal tire pattern on the sole of the shoe.

The owner of the shoe store stared wide-eyed: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Look at this pattern, each direction has its own pattern, which ensures grip and you won't fall no matter how you change directions. It's like a car tire. Deep patterns can also make the water flow faster. If it’s drained, it won’t slip on rainy days.”

I blanch it, and the shoe store owner blinks: "Let me see again."

Zhao Chuanxin put away his shoes: "Why?"

The shoe store owner said anxiously: "At worst, I won't charge you for the shoes."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Let's do this. Give my apprentice a pair of shoes and one of my servants, and I will teach you."

The boss gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

Zhao Chuanxin took out the paper and drew the lines on it.

Then he chose a pair of shoes for Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah respectively, and told the shoe store owner: "Leave the carriage at the door. You can help watch it. We will go to the Harvest Festival and come back as soon as we go."

"no problem."

Zhao Chuan sent Benjamin Goldberg and Shi Shiran away.

The shoe store owner looked at the drawings with satisfaction: "Haha, I'm going to apply for a patent. Isn't this much more valuable than three pairs of shoes?"

After leaving the house, Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, we can apply for a patent."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled, lifted up the shoe, and re-engraved it with an elf carving knife. The original circular pattern turned into a tapered shape. And the size of each line becomes irregular. The middle part is a U-shaped drainage channel.

"This is the sole pattern worthy of patenting. If you give him that pattern, it is considered a first-generation pattern. Mine is the fifth generation. Whether it is drainage or anti-slip, it is far inferior to this pair. If we apply for patents at the same time, his pattern will directly Be eliminated."

Benjamin Goldberg: “…”

Master is so cunning!

In the square in the center of the town, plump ears of wheat and colorful ribbons were hung everywhere.

A group of cellists and violinists were playing to warm up the scene, and some men, women, and children were already jumping around.

Zhao Chuanxin saw Rachel Kravis and Samuel Goldberg.

He was stunned: "Your father didn't go to Wall Street today?"

"He was invited by the mayor of the town, so he took the day off."

Zhao Chuanxin went to meet Samuel Goldberg.

"Samuel."

Samuel Goldberg smiled and nodded: "Ethan."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "How is your career?"

“The sun is at its peak,” Samuel Goldberg said proudly. “Although the big market is down, I’m doing okay.”

In the 19th century, when the bourgeoisie was engaged in conquest, the middle classes all over the world were very confident in their civilization and their methods.

But it was not until the end of the 19th century that their material life could be called comfortable.

For example, France has coined a word - bourgeois food.

To show their generous life.

Samuel Goldberg lived a small life, with a lovely wife by his side, a son who was not worried about anything, his home was gorgeously decorated, all kinds of fabrics on his body were exquisite, and he was accompanied by a car when he came in and out, which made him very conceited.

"..." If given the chance, Zhao Chuanxin would not leave a complete corpse to Wall Street. "Since the big market is down, don't act too hastily."

"Ethan, you are an outsider when it comes to bankers' matters. You should not look at things superficially. There are often huge opportunities in crises..."

It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.

Zhao Chuanxin simply shut up.

Even if he had not participated, the financial crisis of 1907 would have been devastating enough to destroy many businesses and bankrupt many middle-class people.

What's more, Zhao Chuanxin is adding fuel to the fire.

Rachel Kervis said: "It's my turn, I'm going to get ready. By the way, Ethan, I didn't find anyone to play the drums for me, can you help?"

"This..." Zhao Chuanxin never played the drum.

"Do me a favor." Rachel Kravis showed a pitiful expression.

Samuel Goldberg also said: "Ethan, please help her, she values ​​this performance very much and can help our family integrate into North Tarrytown."

Zhao Chuanxin bit the bullet and said, "Okay then."

There was still some time, so Rachel Kravis took Zhao Chuanxin to a secluded place for a brief rehearsal.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I think this song is better sung towards the evening."

"Really?" Rachel Kervis thought for a moment: "I can go and talk to the mayor."

She began to sing quietly, thanks to Li Shutong who had given Zhao Chuanxin some knowledge about music.

This is a traditional Irish drum. The round drum is covered with leather and can be struck by hand.

It took him three attempts to find the beat.

In fact, this kind of drum is not difficult. To sing a sentence, you need to hit it four times at most and at least two times. As long as you concentrate enough, you will not make mistakes.

But Zhao Chuanxin always felt that there was something wrong with it.

After practicing enthusiastically for a while, Rachel Kervis went to the mayor to discuss the performance time.

She came back and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Okay, let's wait until the evening to perform."

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

What a sin, you have to stay here until night.

At first, Samuel Goldberg and Benjamin Goldberg were still here to listen, but then they got bored and went to see other performances.

There are only two people left here.

Rachel Kervis suddenly took out a pearl necklace from her pocket and put it on.

Zhao Chuanxin looked familiar at the necklace. Didn't he give it to her?

After Rachel Kervis put on the necklace, she secretly looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing that he was stunned, he smiled and asked, "Does it look good?"

Nonsense, what can you say about something you gave me as a gift?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "It's beautiful. If there is no torch at night, this is the only light."

Blow it.

A blush flashed across Rachel Crovis's cheeks.

Zhao Chuanxin blinked, as if something was wrong.

Is it possible that in order to let his apprentice follow him all over the place, he has to sacrifice his life to feed the "tiger"?

"Ahem, we're almost done practicing. Let's go to the show and wait for the show."

"Okay." Rachel Kravis nodded. When she stood up, she tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the side. "oops……"

Zhao Chuanxin held the Irish drum with his left arm, bent down, and instinctively used his right arm to support it.

Rachel Kervis stopped falling, turned her head, and her lips touched Zhao Chuanxin's cheek.

Zhao Chuanxin said "Ah": "Rachel, are you serious?"

"..."

I originally thought there would be some ambiguity, but was interrupted by Zhao Chuanxin's roar that shook the scene.

Rachel Kervis coughed and stood up straight: "Let's go."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed and followed behind holding the drum.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, he said, "Rachel, I didn't mean you..."

Rachel Kervis was annoyed and turned around: "Why, do you still want to morally condemn me? That was just an unintentional act."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin continued: "I'm not telling you. If you want to kiss me, just be free. I, Ethan, have been upright and aboveboard in my life. Don't engage in such crooked ways with me. Come on, I'll give you another chance."

As he spoke, he moved his face closer.

"..." Rachel Kervis pushed him.

The atmosphere became harmonious again.

This is Captain Zhao’s instinctive talent.

Back outside the outdoor stage, standing in front of Zhao Chuanxin was a middle-aged handsome man with big eyes and deep double eyelids, wearing a sophisticated suit that was incompatible with the townspeople of North Tarrytown.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him away: "If you have a sense of public morality, you won't block the road here."

The middle-aged handsome guy was surprised: "I'm watching the show, I'm not blocking your way, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin pushed him away and replaced him: "You must reflect more and take care of yourself."

Middle-aged handsome guy: "..."

Rachel Kervis rolled her eyes at him: "You are such a rogue."

"Such a good position must be occupied by a virtuous person. Does he think that just because he is handsome, he can do whatever he wants?"

The middle-aged handsome guy was dumbfounded at the side: "I haven't left yet."

It gets dark.

A bonfire was lit.

The dance pauses.

Because it is close to New York and studied with Broadway, the mayor also found a host to come on stage and introduce the program in a suit and tie.

"Next program, "Savage Daughter" will be performed solo by Ms. Rachel Kervis."

At this time, Rachel Kervis and Zhao Chuanxin were shocked to realize that it was their turn to play.

So he hurriedly went behind the scenes.

The middle-aged handsome guy was surprised, they actually wanted to perform on stage?

Behind the scenes, Rachel Kravis nervously looked back at Zhao Chuanxin.

Not everyone has the courage to stand on stage and face the huge audience calmly.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and patted her butt: "What are you afraid of? I'm not here?"