The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

While Zhao Chuanxian was studying the Elf Carving Knife, Irgenjueluo Defu also returned home.

"Dad, there is a fake monk in our village."

Ilgunjuro Jintai, Defu's father, was lifting the lid of the cup with his little fingers with long nails and drinking tea.

There are not many valuable things in the house. All the bottles and cans are sold. Even the tea bowls are cheap items made by local kilns.

What may still be available is the Huanghuali Taishi chair sitting under the buttocks and the Huanghuali tea table next to it.

Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise: "What foreign monk?"

Then, Defu told his father what he saw and heard today.

Jin Tai frowned thoughtfully: "The style of clothes he wears is somewhat similar to that of foreigners?"

Defu nodded: "Yeah, it's a bit similar, but different. I can't tell. The fabric looks very thick, but it's not common. By the way, dad, when are you going to take me to the snack shop? That person today The malt candies given are so sweet."

Jin Tai sighed: "Let's wait for another day. Dad has been feeling a little tired these past two days."

I yawned loudly, picked up the smoking utensil next to me, and found that there was no tobacco paste. He threw it aside angrily, and then he didn't know what he thought of. He steeled himself, stood up, and said to the listless Defu next to him: "Go, take the litter of puppies that our dog just gave birth to. You Pick the one you dislike the most and bring it over. Let’s go meet the fake monk you said!”

Originally, Defu was not very happy when his father refused to buy him cakes because of his excuses. When I heard that I was going to find that person, I immediately became happy again.

Maybe, you can also mix a piece of caramel into it.

When he was a child, he remembered that his father often bought him cakes.

But later, the family fell into decline. My father smoked heavily and went to gambling houses to lose more and win less. He sold everything he could and could not even afford a concubine and sent her back to her parents' home. My mother's jewelry was also sold.

Where can I have spare money to buy him cakes and preserves?

The two men went to Liu Baogui's house with a thin little puppy in their arms.

"Precious, are you at home?"

When Liu Guogui went out, he was immediately happy when he saw Mr. Jin Tai and Mr. Jin standing outside the door with few door panels.

"Hey, the second master is here?"

Jintai yawned and waved his hand: "I heard that your family has a visitor?"

Liu Guogui opened the door and stepped aside, and Mr. Jin and Tai walked in.

He said: "He is a distant relative of Zhongyi. Why don't you come to our door to recognize us?"

Jin Tai nodded, and now Zhao Chuanxin also came out and nodded to Jin Tai as a greeting.

Jin Tai's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "This little brother must have returned from studying abroad, right?"

He had been to the capital, and as a well-informed man, he could tell at a glance that the person in front of him must have returned from studying abroad, and he looked very well-dressed. Those people from Tsarist Russia are not as well-dressed as the one in front of me, and they are a bit like the people from the German country.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, then nodded calmly: "Yes, he came back from studying abroad. Your Excellency, you are the only noble person from XHQ in this village, right?"

Jintai said modestly: "It's not worth mentioning. It's expensive or not."

Then, several people entered the house and chatted about something. Zhao Chuanxin talked nonsense about what he had seen overseas, such as how foreigners with strong body hair could smell the odor from far away, how their science and technology developed after the end of the industrial revolution, how barbaric the western development process of the United States was, and so on.

When he yawned for the fifth time, Jin Tai finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Brother Zhao, do you plan to stay here this time?" Jin Tai suddenly asked.

Zhao Chuanxin never thought about this problem.

In this era, he is like a rootless floating duck with no idea where to take root or when to take root.

So he was stunned for a few seconds and said vaguely: "That's right."

I don’t know what will happen in the future, but now I must save my ancestors.

Jin Tai slapped his thigh: "That's a good relationship. Brother Zhao can't live without a house when he settles down here."

Liu Baogui next to him frowned when he heard this, and instantly understood what Jin Tai wanted to do.

He was about to speak, but Jin Tai glared at him: "I'm talking to Brother Zhao, don't interrupt."

Not to mention, even though most of the bannermen are now dead, rotten, and weak, a camel is so thin that it is bigger than a horse, and its power is still there.

Even though the Qing Dynasty's rule in the three eastern provinces is far less powerful than before, ordinary people still feel a sense of fear towards them.

Liu Guogui didn't dare to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin saw everything, but said calmly: "Yes, we can't live without a house."

Jin Taile said cheerfully: "I have a spare room down here. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. Why don't we give it to Brother Zhao?"

That was the original idea.

Zhao Chuanxin was really interested: "Okay, let's go over and have a look at the house?"

Jin Tai smiled and thought to himself: Don't look at Liu Guoyang, his brain is not very good, just try to trick him into making more money later!

The house is in the village and is even worse than Liu Guigui's house.

There are wooden tiles on top, stacked like a pile of random stones. Below is a yellow mud wall with various cracks and old mottled colors.

The window paper on the windows was badly damaged and fluttering in the wind.

There was no yard, and the door panels were rotten.

Jintai felt that he was eloquent and said: "Brother Zhao, although it seems to be very shabby, it is actually better than that precious house. Look at this roof, underneath it is paved with sorghum stalks mixed with yellow mud, and it is paved with sorghum stalks mixed with yellow mud. A layer of lightweight and waterproof pine tiles. The precious house still leaks, but this house does not leak at all. The roof supports are also made of pine, and they are all straight and high-quality wood. There are no cracks in the walls inside..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him as if he were a fool.

Damn, I'm mentally retarded, I'm not blind, whatever you say, it's just a broken house.

Not only was it shabby, it was also small. Apart from the bedroom and kitchen, there was not even a living room.

He interrupted Jin Tai's bragging: "How much?"

Jin Taize looked like you had taken advantage of him: "You and I hit it off immediately, and I am not short of money. This house will be yours for just thirty taels of silver. Look at this puppy. If you want this house, the dog will be given to you. We have an old saying, a dog is big and a child is fat. How can you live without a dog at home? This is when the British Empire's army came to fight, the officers and soldiers won a battle, and the spoils collected .”

Liu Guogui on the side hesitated to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Yes, we brothers hit it off right away, and brother, you are not short of money. Why don't you just give me this house? Otherwise, we can burn the yellow paper and cut off the chicken head to pay homage." We will become a family. If my brother agrees, we will find a guarantor and sign the house deed."

Jin Tai: "..."

How can you be more shameless than me?

Who the hell is asking you to do something like burning yellow paper and cutting off chicken heads?

Liu Guogui was also stunned.

He is a calculating man and loves to take advantage of others. But compared to this one, it pales into insignificance.

Jin Tai's craving for cigarettes came back again, tears and runny nose began to flow out, and his temper gradually became irritable.

He suppressed the urge to yawn and said, "Let's not talk in circles. Tell me, how much can you give me?"

He finally saw that the person in front of him was not easy to fool.

Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry. He looked back and forth at the house with his hands behind his back.

The yellow mud wall outside has peeled off a lot, and many cracks can be seen. The tiles above are also uneven, and the waterproofing effect is questionable. The door is basically useless and the windows are almost rotten.

The chimney was a hollow tree, with yellow mud plastered on the outside. At this time, the yellow mud had been soaked by the rain and fell down, leaving only the rotten wood tube.

Inside the house, it was even more miserable. The horse walls are not load-bearing walls and are not built to the top.

It can only be said that the large frame and the laid foundation can be used for one purpose, and the others are useless.

There is a characteristic of the bannermen in the late Qing Dynasty. They have a fig leaf. As long as they don't uncover it, the fig leaf will always be there.

Zhao Chuanxin was not used to him, and he said cheerfully: "Are you addicted to smoking? Let's do this. I will give you four silver dollars, which should be enough for you to smoke a few times. The house will be sold to me, and the puppy will be given away to me. Well, how about it?"

Jin Tai: "..."