The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Nikola Tesla followed Zhao Chuanxin's advice, slept for two hours and forty minutes, and then woke up again.

He found some food for himself and sat in the restaurant to eat.

He found that the restaurant had undergone many changes since he had not left the laboratory during this period.

The floor-to-ceiling windows facing south make the house bright and transparent, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Most of the house is made of stone, and the interior walls are specially textured with bricks, giving it an industrial feel.

While he was eating, a guy carrying a knife pushed open the door and entered.

Nikola Tesla was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

The swordsman was even more confused. It’s just that the inn didn’t have a plaque, and it just looked weird inside. Why was there a foreigner who knew Chinese sitting there?

"I want to hit the tip!"

"What are you talking about?" Nikola Tesla didn't understand.

"I want to stay in a hotel and eat."

"Eating? This is not a public restaurant."

The swordsman went crazy.

He had a bad temper, so he slapped the knife on the table: "Stop talking nonsense, good wine and good meat, come up quickly!"

But the shock made my palms hurt because the tabletop was rocky.

Nikola Tesla had never encountered this situation before and was a little at a loss.

Seeing the cute old foreign man, the swordsman said angrily: "Do you have to teach you a lesson before you leave?"

Although Nikola Tesla didn't know what the visitor meant, he could tell that he wasn't easy to mess with.

He shrank back and said, "I advise you not to act recklessly. Zhao is a violent man and he will kill people."

"Hmph, grandpa is the ancestor of murderers. He is Zhao Qian and Sun Li. Let's ask him to come out and test grandpa's sword..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhuanxin, who had rushed back, pushed open the door and walked in: "I don't think it's very profitable!"

The swordsman "rang" and pulled out the three-foot Guanshan sword: "Come and try it."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, turned the Dragon Capturing Ring, and the Miao Dao hanging on the wall flew into the palm of his hand. He also pulled out the Five-foot Dao with the same clang: "Just give it a try."

Nikola Tesla quickly retreated before he was covered in blood.

The swordsman was confused.

The Miao sword was two feet longer than his Guanshan sword.

Zhao Chuanxin is a head and a half higher than him.

He seems to know some incredible martial arts skills.

He swallowed and said dryly: "I'm here to stay in the hotel."

As he spoke, in order to dispel any hostility, he put the knife back into its sheath.

"Staying in a hotel?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "You came to the desert to stay in a hotel?"

"I met a girl on the road and said you could stay in a hotel here."

Zhao Chuanxin returned the knife to its sheath, threw it toward the wall, and hung it back up again with precision.

He couldn't laugh or cry, and immediately thought of Gulizal.

That day, she suggested that he learn from her uncle and open an inn to make money. Zhao Chuanxin dismissed her suggestion casually, but he didn't expect the little girl to take it seriously.

"Stay in the hotel, and all weapons will be handed in."

The swordsman hesitated.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin pointed: "If you don't hand over, the door is over there."

The swordsman slowly handed over the Guanshan knife and moved it a little to the side to show his reluctance.

But Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, and the knife was taken away from the air.

This was the second time the swordsman saw Zhao Chuanxin use a "stunt skill", and he was still shocked.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the swordsman's waist: "There is a short knife hidden there, take it out."

The swordsman's eyes widened: "How did you know?"

"Nummy."

The swordsman had no choice but to hand over the short sword at his waist.

"First pay a deposit of 1 yuan, rent is 1 yuan a day, and food money is 1 yuan a day."

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to drive him away.

The swordsman said angrily: "Why don't you go and rob it? Are you eating dragon liver and phoenix brains? Are you staying in the Jinluan Palace?"

"I live in a stone house in the desert, sleep on an ice jade bed, and eat five meals a day. If you can't live in love, get out."

The swordsman got angry: "Just stay here, who is afraid of whom?"

He thought to himself, just stay for one day, otherwise he would come here and he would not be able to afford to lose that person.

So I paid three oceans first.

Zhao Chuanxin took him to the room.

The swordsman took a look and saw that it was really a stone house in the desert. The so-called ice jade bed was also a stone bed, hard and hard.

As soon as noon arrived, Zhao Chuanxin called him: "It's time to eat."

The swordsman had already paid and came to the restaurant like an uncle.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the bar: "Serve it yourself."

For lunch, we had kang pot mutton, which was served on a transparent glass plate.

There is also a glass bowl specially filled with garlic cloves.

The swordsman wanted to carry two plates, but Zhao Chuanxin said coldly: "If you can't finish the food, I will force it into your mouth."

The swordsman really wanted to give it a try, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

He sat down with a dinner plate, peeled off the garlic and ate the fried golden ramen noodles.

When the mutton and ramen noodles entered his mouth, the swordsman was stunned: "Oh my God, how did you make this?"

This piece of foreign food money is not in vain...

Nikola Tesla made a rare visit to the restaurant for dinner.

He also nodded friendly towards the swordsman.

Humans are social animals, and Nikola Tesla was a maverick, but that didn’t mean he could stay away from outsiders for a long time.

"Zhao, I suggest you do it more lightly."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, the next meal will be rice with haggis soup and salty radish strips."

"..."

Do you call haggis soup light?

The swordsman still wanted to eat after finishing one plate, so Zhao Chuanxin had to remind him: "The next meal will be in an hour."

The swordsman was stunned for a moment, but he took another plate back.

After they all finished eating, Zhao Chuanxin finished cleaning up and went out to build a greenhouse.

What is a greenhouse?

First, build a rock coal stove, build a ventilated spiral ground flue, and connect the chimney.

Lay the floor well.

Then, around it, the fused quartz glass was refined and a transparent shed that was only slightly higher than Zhao Chuan's salary was built.

The five-step process of processing fused quartz is a big project. After Zhao Chuanxin finished working on the foundation, he went to prepare the next meal.

When the swordsman was called to eat, the swordsman just woke up from sleep and came out of the room with his eyes wide open. He rubbed his belly and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything and went back to serve mutton soup, rice and salted radish strips.

The swordsman reluctantly ate a bowl of rice and drank a bowl of haggis soup.

Even though he wasn't hungry, the taste was so delicious that he couldn't stop eating it.

Then Zhao Chuanxin continued to work on warming the shed.

By evening, it was finally set up.

He lit the stove and tried it. The flue ventilation was in good condition.

After a while, when I entered the glass greenhouse, I felt the steam rising.

He scattered the potatoes he bought during the day on the ground.

As long as the temperature is right and light is provided, potatoes will sprout in a few days.

He also added some fodder to the swordsman's horse.

The last meal is at six o'clock in the evening.

Because Nikola Tesla would not eat after seven o'clock, whether he was hungry or not.

The swordsman staggered to the restaurant with a shy tummy. He sniffed and said with a grimace, "Is it dinner time again?"

Vinegar cabbage, rice, that's enough!

The swordsman reluctantly ate two bowls of rice and went to the hut...

After coming back, he said with lingering fear: "You won't eat it later, right?"

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, be at the restaurant on time." Zhao Chuanxin said without raising his head.

He only eats three meals a day...

The swordsman had already put his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly turned around and asked: "Sir, what's the name of your inn?"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, then said nonsensically: "It's called Tianshangfei Inn."

"..."

After waiting for the swordsman to go out, Zhao Chuanxin put on his trowel gloves and carved a few big characters on the front of the bar: Naughty shopkeeper is not drunk.

Zhao Chuanxin was finally able to take a rest.

He went to wash up, went back to lie down, and took out the "Code of the Old Gods".

…

Gulizar waited until it was completely dark, but Zhao Chuanxin was still nowhere to be seen, so he walked back disappointedly.

She went from the door of her home to the door of the hospital, and now she was waiting on the road.

Back in her room, she pulled out a small floral felt bag from under the cabinet.

She opened the bag and found a small handful of grass seeds and tree seeds inside.

She frowned, staring at the seeds in a daze.

If it was autumn, I would definitely be able to get a lot of seeds. Now, there is not even grass, and there are even fewer grass seeds and tree seeds.

She has no concept of time, she uses days to describe time. When my father could still walk, life seemed to be crawling, very slowly.

When she became the main labor force in the family, the days seemed to have grown longer and flew by.

Now, she feels like the days are crawling again. And when she was happy, when she wanted her life to slow down, her life just happened to fly by.

Gulizal sighed: "Hey, how can we get more grass seeds? In the past two days, I have been guiding people on the post road. I wonder how many people will go to the hotel? During the day, those few people are so fierce, okay? It’s scary…”

The ferocious spirits she was talking about were rushing to fly into the sky at this moment.

"Seeing that it's getting dark, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the inn at night."

"I have eaten a lot of dust for nothing. Even if Jin Xiang's grandson is not at the inn, if he is, he will definitely get cramps and skin, and his life will be worse than death!"

"You still have the strength to yell and curse, but I can't walk anymore. Let's rest here for the night."

"The little girl who guides the way during the day is really smart. When the work is done, I will tie her up. I will really love her..."