The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Can you avoid being dizzy? Xingyue made a mask exactly like Zhao Chuanxin's grinning face, making up for his lack of teeth.

Now it's better, Lao Zhao couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear and bared his white teeth at everyone.

It's just scary and takes a bit of courage.

After waiting for a long time, Liu Huaqiang didn't come back.

Zhao Chuanxin simply went to the garage.

He was surprised to find that now there was not only his Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom in the garage, but also a Ford Model T and a diesel-engined Augsburg truck.

Zhao Chuanxin's Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom has been disassembled countless times, and the screws and nuts have been twisted and unfastened.

The car body was even covered with scratches, which was too horrible to look at.

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

However, the Ford T is quite new. One student explained to him: "This car has just arrived. The diesel truck has been transported for a long time. It was almost scrapped when it arrived. We made and polished the parts, and now it is back on the road." "

He is quite proud of grinding auto parts and being a mechanic.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and touched his chin, thinking that if Her Majesty the Queen saw that the gift she sent was wasted like this, the emperor would be so angry that millions of people would be killed.

He pointed at the Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom and asked, "Is it possible for this car to be restored to its original state?"

"This..." the student hesitated: "It's not difficult to rebuild a cast iron engine. The difficulty is that the steel from Hanyang Iron Works does not have the advantages of high temperature resistance, corrosion and strong pressure. It can make rails, but it cannot make engines. The principal did not know that the quality of coal and iron, as well as the type of furnace, can determine the type of steel made. The slightest difference can make a huge difference! Neither British or Belgian engineers, nor equipment purchased from the West, may be able to match the quality of steel. It’s comparable to the British mainland. The Martin steel produced is usable, but slightly inferior.”

The construction of railroads in the Iron Age was a huge driving force in the Industrial Revolution. The history of conversion of natural products and synthetic materials is closely related to the history of the tar dye industry. Just like human relationships, one thing is closely related to another. A giant web.

Because the demand for hard coal coking increased, tar production suddenly increased. So much tar could not be treated as waste and had to be utilized, so the tar dye industry was born.

In the last century, when scientists discovered the chemical formula of benzene, the key to carbides, what followed was a new industry for the production of drugs and dyes, as well as the most awesome final product that can change the destiny of mankind-celluloid.

Celluloid is plastic.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought of something and asked him: "Does our Juanwang Technical College have any teachers who understand materials science?"

"None."

Zhao Chuanxin always felt that something was passing through his mind, like a fleeting moment that made him unable to catch a shadow.

It was Xingyue who reminded him: The girl you support named Liu Yuanshan is now studying materials science at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. In addition, craftsmen are also good at materials science.

The tall man of 1.8 meters could hardly contain Zhao Chuanxin's growing ambition. He waved his hand: "Hire British and German materials science experts with high salaries and ask them to help upgrade the technology of Hanyang Iron Works and come to our college to teach."

After all, distant water cannot quench the near thirst, and Liu Yuanshan still doesn’t know when he will graduate.

The eyes of all the students shone, and Zhao Chuanxin felt unfamiliar with this kind of hunger for knowledge.

When did learning become a happy thing?

In fact, there are still many smart minds who "give up observation" at this stage.

It's just that the environment buried their progress.

However, Xingyue poured cold water: Do you want to continue to withdraw funds from investment projects, or misappropriate Nikola Tesla's R\u0026D funds, or the stipends and experimental funds of Juanwang Technical College? In order to configure nutritional medicine, you don’t even have the initial capital to open a bank. How can you hire British and German experts with high salaries?

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

…

Polytechnic University, Massachusetts, USA.

Liu Yuanshan, who is not tall but very strong, is standing on the roadside carrying a huge wooden suitcase.

The journey was long and the ferry fare was expensive. She couldn't go home before graduation.

Every time before Christmas, she would go back to Ethan Manor to celebrate the New Year.

She set off early, not for anything else but to save some travel expenses, and she wanted to carry the suitcase to the train station.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin provided subsidies for carriages and horses, but she believed that she could save as much as she could, and Zhao Chuanxin's money did not come from strong winds.

There were several young white students behind her, and they suddenly shouted at her in Cantonese with a weird accent: "Pig flower!"

I heard this extremely insulting title from the Chinese.

Liu Yuanshan suddenly turned around, eyebrows raised: "Begging for a beating!"

Put down the box and prepare to catch up.

Several white youths quickly turned around and ran back. When they were far away, they continued to shout: "Pig flowers, pig flowers, pig flowers..."

Although Liu Yuanshan has been practicing martial arts for many years, he is short after all, and his short-range burst is acceptable. Long-distance pursuit is no match for those tall white young men.

But the white youth only dared to shout from a distance, otherwise he would be beaten.

In this year, Liu Yuanshan has beaten seven or eight people. Once there was a quarrel in the school. The white teacher favored the white students and almost expelled Liu Yuanshan from school.

Gradually, Liu Yuanshan calmed down his temper.

She was so angry, but there was nothing she could do.

Several young white men laughed loudly and swayed left and right to deliberately annoy Liu Yuanshan.

At this moment, a huge black hand lifted up the white young man who was shouting the loudest.

"Uh..." The white young man struggled, but didn't move at all.

He turned around and was shocked to see a two-meter-tall black giant carrying him.

Next to him was a thin Asian man with a feminine and handsome appearance, and a white man dressed in cowboys with typical southern facial features.

"Nigga, let me go..."

The black man turned his head and looked at the Asian man.

The Asian said: "Marcus, hit him in the mouth!"

"Oh..." Marcus Nkrumah replied angrily.

Then he waved his fist and hit the white young man in the mouth.

Ga...the white young man had blood coming from his mouth and nose, rolled his eyes, and was knocked out.

Several others suddenly retreated.

I blanch!

How should I put it, it might hurt when Liu Yuanshan hits someone.

But this nigger seems to be able to kill people when he hits them.

Several other white youths pointed at the Asians and said, "Asians, how dare you hit them? You're finished!"

Liu Yuanshan in the distance said in surprise: "Ning'an, William, Marcus, why are you here?"

Ning An smiled at her: "I'm here to take you back. I'm afraid you won't be safe on the road alone."

At this time, the United States was extremely unstable. A robber could pop out of any alleyway that was not illuminated by street lights at any time.

Some horse bandits even chased trains on horseback to rob them.

Even at home, thieves may break in at night.

It can be said that no one is absolutely safe.

Liu Yuanshan was very happy to see his old friend.

But those white youths sneered and said: "Okay, you pig, you dare to team up with the black devils to beat the students. When I report to the school, you will be expelled from the school, and I will call the police and send you to jail."

His threat was very real.

Serious racial discrimination exists in both schools and police stations.

Liu Yuanshan's expression changed drastically.

She worked hard to study, and what she feared most was to drive her away. Not to mention the food, accommodation and travel expenses for her to come here. Zhao Chuanxin also spent a lot of money to find someone to send her here.

At this time, William Hope took off his leather gloves, held up his cowboy hat and stepped forward and said coldly to several white youths: "Have you ever heard of the Food Truck Gang?"

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes, first revealing the brand new and shiny Colt M1873 revolver on his waist.

But instead of taking out a gun, he took out an Indian tomahawk that was less than half a meter long on his waist.

This time it was the turn of several young white men whose expressions suddenly changed: "You, what do you want to do..."

Of course they have heard of the food truck gang.

It is a unique gang that originated in New York. It is said that they are based on industry. In addition to protecting the safety of their industries, they never do such dirty things as stealing, kidnapping, and fraud.

They do not discriminate, and there are members of various skin colors including yellow, white, red, black, brown, etc. in the gang.

But don’t think that the food truck gang is all good men and women.

They accept both black and white, and if they are provoked, murder and arson are commonplace.

This is a gang with principles and beliefs.

At first, it was only active in New York, and soon spread to the east, west, north and south.

Wherever there are their food trucks and nightclubs, they can be found.

If you include the vendors who run the food trucks, the number of food truck gangs is scary.

Moreover, gangs pay wages on time and have a bad reputation, but their treatment is no worse than that of workers.

William Hope pointed at Liu Yuanshan: "Later, I'll let this girl hit you in the mouth, and you can't move. If you dare to move, I'll make your blood splatter five steps. If you dare to report it to the school, the dining truck gang will visit you every day from now on. You, let alone being expelled from school, I won’t even give you a chance to go to school.”

"you……"

William Hope's threat was also real.

Just as the white young man was about to open his mouth, William Lively moved forward menacingly with a tomahawk in his hand.

Several people quickly said: "Okay, okay, we agree..."

Liu Yuanshan gritted his teeth: "William, forget it."

She is not afraid of fighting. She has never committed murder.

"Haha, forget it. When the boss learns about the situation, he will teach me a lesson."

It has been a year since Zhao Chuanxin left the United States, but his influence still remains.

Liu Yuanshan thought for a while, walked up to a few people, raised his hand and slapped them.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

After slapping her in a circle, she said to several people: "You must learn to respect others in the future."

Ning An curled his lips. His face was too feminine, and even this action seemed a bit seductive.

He took out a sharp knife and struck it as fast as lightning.

"Chi chi chi..."

Fair enough, everyone gets a tattoo on their arm.

The wound was not deep, but the blood flowed a lot and it hurt.

Being so fast and being able to do it so accurately shows that you have practiced a lot on weekdays, and you can say that you can pierce an inch without missing a point.

"ah……"

Several people screamed and looked at him in horror.

Ning An took out a handkerchief and wiped the tip of the knife: "Sir, these people are afraid of power but not moral. It's useless to talk nonsense to them. Only when they see blood can they know fear. Remember, from now on, if you talk badly, I will do it myself. Now, cut out your tongues."

After that, take Liu Yuanshan and leave...

…

Japanese Consulate in Hankou.

Consul General Ueno is talking to Taro Yamamoto.

Ueno said: "I think the purpose of the Chinese people's boycott of Japanese goods is not political. The crux of the problem is, firstly, the self-esteem of their people, and secondly, Zhao Chuanxin. In addition to donating money and materials, we must also We will provide guidance in newspapers and calm public opinion. In addition, since we are in Hankou, we will visit the famous local gentry and cultivate their pro-Japanese consciousness from top to bottom."

Yamamoto Jotaro nodded: "Yes, there are mainly twelve newspapers leading this activity. We have paid money to settle eight of them. Among these newspapers, there are two with the most influence, one of which is "Seventy-Two" "Xing Shang Bao", and the second one is "Juan Wang Youth Daily". The former is easy to talk about, but I am afraid that "Juan Wang Youth Daily" will not give up."

"It doesn't matter, we have unclogged the Qing court, the gentry from all over the country, and major newspapers. If only those students are stubborn, they will be unable to speak alone."

Yamamoto Jotaro agrees with this view: "Since August this year, the boycott movement has eased. In fact, although small commodities have been affected, our trade between Mitsui \u0026 Co., Ltd. and local officials and gentry in Guangdong has not decreased, but cooperation has increased day by day. Even in Hankou, I have just purchased copper worth 100,000 yen. On the other hand, the Yokohama Shokin Bank in Hankou is on the verge of collapse, and it is difficult to raise its head under the pressure of people from the Makiou Technical College."

Ueno raised his head and sighed: "I hope that the students of Makiou Technical College will not be ignorant of praise. If not, we will increase our efforts to dismantle the boycott movement and launch newspapers, which will only make them infamous."

…

Liu Huaqiang finally came back happily.

He was stunned when he saw Zhao Chuanxin bragging with some students.

Zhao Chuanxin kept his bared teeth expression unchanged and said in plain language: "Do you think the Ford Model T is great? It has only 20 horsepower, and it takes as much effort as an old lady to go uphill. Build me a 150-horsepower car. It can also drive a generator to charge the battery. There is no need to switch back and forth between hand cranking and electromagnetic ignition. Don’t always think about using ethanol as dye, gasoline is the way to go, and you can’t go astray..."

The Ford Model T is a milestone in automobile history.

This is not to say how good it is. In fact, there are so many small bugs.

"headmaster?"

Liu Huaqiang interrupted Zhao Chuanxin: "When did you come back?"

Zhao Chuanxin was a little unhappy to be interrupted when he was giving advice to Jiang Shan: "Why are you coming back? Come on, come on, I'll give you a plan. You follow the rules."

With that said, Zhao Chuanxin gave him the plan, which was detailed in every aspect, including architectural drawings.

Liu Huaqiang took a brief look and felt that the plan was written very well. This "paper PPT" opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, a student came in anxiously and said, "Principal, president, something big, something big."

"What's the matter?" Liu Huaqiang had not even taken a sip of water when he entered the room.

"Governor Chen is visiting!"

Zhao Chuanxin leaned against the truck, feeling that his craving for cigarettes was a little too much.

Now he has to avoid people when smoking.

Hearing this, he said impatiently: "Are these governors and governors familiar with him?"

Everyone: "..."

Liu Huaqiang thought for a while: "Principal, I'm going to meet Governor Chen first. He should be here for me. If he's here for you, I won't talk about anything else."

Zhao Chuanxin could despise the governor, but he did not dare to underestimate the feudal officials.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."

He found a corner, squatted on the ground away from others, took off his mask and smoked one.

Xingyue said: I just scanned the Ford Model T. The structure is not complicated. With the right metal, I can grow a car for you.

Zhao Chuanxin has always wanted to ask a question: "Can you scan the structure of the Misty Traveler?"

Xingyue's answer is - yes.

Zhao Chuanxin's heart skipped a beat: "Is there any way to build the engine of the Ming Miao Traveler? Create a true all-terrain vehicle using the power of the Ming Miao Traveler?"

What Zhao Chuanxin wanted to fly most was a flying saucer... the kind of aircraft Nikola Tesla talked about.

In an era when roads were underdeveloped, driving an ordinary car was not attractive to Zhao Chuanxin, but an all-terrain vehicle driven by the Miao Miao Traveler was another matter.

Xingyue quickly ran the CPU and said: It was completely impossible before going to the capital. Now it is relatively simple, but it will take a lot of time, manpower and financial resources to achieve it.

Zhao Chuanxin has been suspecting for the past two days that some unspeakable change has occurred within Xingyue.

It seems to have evolved.

I learned to tell the truth when I spoke.

Zhao Chuanxin threw away the cigarette butt: "If you don't have money, just make money. I still have hundreds of years. If you can build an all-terrain vehicle, it will be very cool for me to drive it in the 21st century."

Supercars are so weak. Have you ever seen an all-terrain supercar?

Xingyue said: Using the Old God's crucible to brand, melting alloys, and experimenting with various materials, the gold coins wasted may be tens of millions or billions.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to complain that the number was too exaggerated, Liu Huaqiang hurriedly turned back: "Principal, you have to make the decision on this matter..."