The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

In the reception room of Bagong's house, Chen Kuilong said to Xu Xishen: "This Zhao Tangong is really weird. A group of students occupy Bagong's good house and don't pay rent. I heard that he doesn't take them to study, except for eating." , Accommodation and study cost nothing, what does he want? Invite to buy fame? "

Xu Xi wears a floral headband and a light-colored robe, which is no different from a man's robe except for the three colorful lace strips on the cuffs. In his hand is a silk handkerchief with exquisite embroidery, but it is stacked and the pattern cannot be seen.

"I don't know what the pictures are about, but I see the clothes of the students who come in and out are full of oil and stains, and are shiny black. How can a scholar be reduced to this?" Xu Xi came from a well-known family and was famous for being clean.

On weekdays, when she reads and watches plays, the talented and beautiful ladies are elegant and graceful. In her impression, scholars should be fresh and clean, fair and attractive.

Only in this way can there be good stories about talented people and beautiful women. Otherwise, who would be willing to act in the drama between the charcoal burner and the yellow-faced woman?

The students of Juanwang Technical College are the complete opposite. Many of them have disheveled hair and unkempt faces, and their faces are so dark that they may be difficult to identify at night.

Is this still a scholar?

Xu Xishen thought: I don't think these scholars will have much future.

Chen Kuilong nodded his head: "If you say that Zhao Tangong is a good fighter, he is far from good at running an academy."

The enthusiasm of scholars in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China was unimaginable by later generations of students.

Who would have thought that if a school was temporarily closed, students would stage demonstrations and write thousands of letters demanding that classes be reopened? For future generations, everyone is eager to take a few more days off to enjoy themselves.

The two of them were doing their best to belittle King Juan Technical College, when there was a knock on the door outside the living room.

Before Chen Kuilong could respond, the door was already pushed open.

The leader was wearing a bronze giant beetle inner leather jacket, lined with a black half-turtle collar woolen jacket, his trousers were black jeans, and his shoes were brown suede round-toed boots, the color of which echoed the color of his jacket.

Bits and pieces of unknown material pendants hang outside the neck, like sweater chains.

The hair is pulled back and the hairline is very low.

The weirdest thing is that he is wearing a half-mask. The mask has a grinning expression. The texture and shape perfectly fit the face. It is as thin as a cicada, as if the man's expression is fixed.

Xu Xishen was startled, and his scalp felt numb after just two glances.

Chen Kuilong: "..."

Behind him was Liu Huaqiang, the Minister of the Student Union of Juanwang Technical College, following him respectfully and step by step.

"Oh, Hua Qiang, you are so serious. Master Chen is here, and you didn't notify me early. Don't accept gifts from others, otherwise I will be angry." Zhao Chuanxin turned to blame Liu Huaqiang, and then stretched out his hand: "The gift list It's at your place, bring it quickly and let me return it to Mr. Chen."

Chen Kuilong came to the door empty-handed: "..."

Liu Huaqiang: "..."

Liu Huaqiang looked strange and coughed: "Principal, there is no... no gift sheet."

After Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he turned to look at Chen Kuilong.

I saw him playing with a Ruyi made of pure gold. The Ruyi head was hollowed out and woven with gold wire. The word "Lu" was woven into the center. There were unicorn heads on the left and right, with rubies inlaid around it and an emerald in the middle. The Ruyi handle is slightly curved and divided into upper and lower parts, separated by cloud patterns in the middle, with symmetrical reliefs of orioles surrounding plum blossoms.

China's filigree craftsmanship is world-famous and has never ceased to exist. This gold Ruyi is very exquisite.

Zhao Chuanxin took three steps at a time, walked over and snatched Jin Ruyi from Chen Kuilong's hand: "Oh, come as soon as you come, bring any gift, really. If you don't take it, Zhao will show your kindness; if you take it, It’s so embarrassing.”

Chen Kuilong: "..."

He was almost certain that this person was Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin actually stayed in Hankou?

How do you explain the newspaper's claim that Zhao Chuanxian is in Lubin Mansion?

This is not the future, where you take a plane and travel from north to south in three or four hours, and then post a post to pretend to be cool and boast about it: Hankou flashes...

Chen Kuilong was confused and his heart was bleeding.

Paralyzed, Jin Ruyi, sent by the Japanese, was snatched away by Zhao Chuanxin before he could warm it up.

I'm really short of money. How can I get enough money when I go out?

It's really because he likes Jin Ruyi so much.

"Zhao...Zhao Tan Gong, your net worth..."

Chen Kuilong wanted to say that Zhao Chuanxin was rich, so why did he still steal other people's things?

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him directly: "Yes, my net worth is far worse than Mr. Chen. Sometimes Zhao really pities you rich people, because your worries are all kinds. But for poor people like me, the worries are just There are very few, even only one - no money!"

Chen Kuilong: "..."

Xu Xishen: "..."

When they encountered a scoundrel like Zhao Chuanxin, they really didn't do anything bloody.

Next time you go out, you must read the almanac first.

Chen Kuilong gritted his teeth. Sooner or later, what was lost here would be regained by the Japanese.

Now that you’ve got your things, you should do some work, right?

In this case, he stopped being polite and said bluntly: "Zhao Tangong, I heard that the "Juan Wang Youth Daily" preaches a boycott of Japanese goods every day?"

Zhao Chuanxin casually pulled out a piece of cloth from the cabinet in the reception room, which read: Save your dignity and don't buy Japanese goods.

Another piece of cloth said: I would rather cross the sea and not buy Japanese goods.

There is also a piece of cloth that says: Produce and sell by yourself, leaving the Japanese with nowhere to go.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to these banners and asked, "Is this what Mr. Chen is talking about?"

Chen Kuilong: "..."

Blanch...

Xu Xishen had been quietly looking at Zhao Chuanxin curiously.

She prided herself on being pretty, but Zhao Chuanxin never looked at her from beginning to end.

This man laughed and cursed, and didn't follow the usual routine. I don't know whether it was because he was a deep-seated man or because he was born a rogue.

Chen Kuilong said: "Zhao Tan Gong, I am the governor, and you are also the prefect, so I will speak frankly. The imperial court has repeatedly urged the local government to ban the boycott of Japanese goods. Now only merchants in Hankou are abandoning Japanese goods. This It’s very difficult for me to handle.”

He wanted to say, you are more than one level below me, and now that I am here in person, you'd better know the difference.

Xu Xishen, who was standing next to him, interrupted and said: "Prefect Zhao doesn't know something. Japanese businessmen have repeatedly donated disaster relief materials to coastal counties this year. Even if there were mistakes in the past, the old accounts have now been offset."

Before Zhao Chuanxin said anything, Liu Huaqiang blew his beard and glared: "Sir, the Japanese are trying to use small favors to paralyze us with their clever words. I think that even the people who have received favors will definitely not buy Japanese goods."

In fact, he has no good opinion of any other great powers, not just the Japanese.

"Presumptuous!" Chen Kuilong scolded. "What do you know? Relations with Japanese businessmen have eased in various places, especially in Guangdong. The transaction volume of purchasing Japanese coal, railway materials, etc. can reach millions of taels. This year, Japanese businessmen jointly donated up to 20,000 yuan to the disaster area. More yen!”

Liu Huaqiang pursed his lips and said nothing, but his face was dark.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes suddenly lit up as he listened.

He coughed and turned around to reprimand Liu Huaqiang: "Mr. Chen is right, what do you know? I have emphasized to you many times that we must promote collaboration between local industries and foreign businessmen, build an innovation consortium for close cooperation at home and abroad, and implement in-depth Sino-foreign cooperation in transformation and upgrading will promote foreign goods to benefit the people of Hankou, and also allow our traditional industries to go global and radiate new vitality..."

The whole audience was stunned.

Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen looked at Zhao Chuanxin in astonishment.

Isn't it said that Zhao Chuanxin is the kind of stubborn donkey who keeps going backwards and tries to screw with the whole world?

The reality is seriously inconsistent with the rumors.

Before coming, Xu Xishen was extremely curious about the legendary God of War.

But when I saw it today, I was greatly disappointed.

It turns out that he is also an old official.

He looks like a scoundrel, but also very slippery.

Chen Kuilong sat up straight, his official authority even stronger.

He felt that the difference in status between the two parties played a role.

No wonder Zhao Chuanxin has a good relationship with Zhang Renjun and Xu Shichang.

Both of them are governors. It seems that Zhao Chuanxin is also a man who takes care of things. As long as he is a high-ranking official in the border area, he will talk well.

There have been many people of this kind throughout the ages. They fought without batting an eyelid and killed people, but when they arrived in the officialdom, they behaved like quails, just like Di Qing.

Chen Kuilong knew what he was doing and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let your students stop the boycott movement first, and also stop the "Juan Wang Youth Daily"."

Zhao Chuanxin tapped his knees regularly with his fingers: "Well, I think it would be better for Mr. Chen to call those Japanese businessmen over and let everyone talk things over on the spot."

Chen Kuilong nodded: "This is easy to handle, but what about that... you go outside and call my entourage in."

Liu Huaqiang was indignant at first, but his emotion disappeared without a trace in just two seconds.

He knew that when the principal spoke like this, someone was about to be tricked.

So he didn't resist and went out to call for help.

Chen Kuilong asked his entourage to hurry up and call the Japanese merchants, and the matter would be settled today.

Then he whispered instructions to his followers.

The follower understood, turned around and left.

Chen Kuilong thought his voice was quiet, but he didn't expect the sharp-eyed Zhao Chuanxin to hear him clearly - the last sentence he added was actually a hint that the Japanese bribed him.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Mr. Chen, has Guangdong never stopped trading coal and railway materials with the Japanese?"

"Well, according to my inquiries, this is the case."

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "What about our Hankou?"

"Hankou also purchased 100,000 yen of copper, flour and other items."

Zhao Chuanxin thought it was interesting, and quickly made some insinuations to get closer to the answer he wanted: "Mitsui \u0026 Co., Ltd. seems to be very close to Yokohama Shokin Bank. What kind of consortium have they formed?"

"To say that Mitsui \u0026 Co. has suffered losses, it is far less than that of Yokohama Shokin Bank. We, the common people of the Qing Dynasty, almost no one deposits money, and we all rely on a few commercial banks to support it. The banks then borrow money from Guangdong merchants, otherwise they will hardly be able to operate."

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to understand nothing: "Well, there are only deposits, no loans or withdrawals. Wouldn't the bank be prosperous if it only eats but doesn't pull money?"

"Otherwise, charcoal worker, I'm not telling you that you know nothing about industry and education except fighting. If you mess around, you will only lose money..."

Since Zhao Chuanxin was so enlightened, Chen Kuilong began to teach Zhao Chuanxin how to do things in an educational tone, as if he regarded himself as a superior.

Xu Xishen, who was standing next to him, also echoed: "Exactly, what kind of torment will you get after reading this volume of Wang's Academy? Scholars are not like scholars, and they are dirtier than the muddy legs carrying bags on the dock..."

The couple's words hit the mark, and Zhao Chuanxin was reduced to a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, and was almost ruined.

Zhao Chuanxin, on the other hand, was full of humility and kept nodding in agreement.

At this time, a student knocked on the door and pushed in without waiting for an answer.

Xu Xishen also said: "Look, if you don't know etiquette, you are also a scholar?"

The student ignored her and happily said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Principal, the four-cylinder integrated engine we built is ready and we are about to test it. I came here to report the good news to the principal..."

Liu Huaqiang's face lit up.

Zhao Chuanxin also stood up suddenly.

Don't look at him bragging, let's build a 150-horsepower engine.

In fact, being able to imitate the 20 horsepower of the Ford Model T is a first step.

Several people walked out very excitedly, leaving Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen behind.

Xu Xishen frowned and asked: "What four-cylinder integrated? What kind of engine? If you don't study hard, you say some incomprehensible things."

Chen Kuilong didn't understand either. He thought for a moment: "Let's go and have a look."

garage.

A group of people gathered around a table that had been soaked in oil and had no visible original color. On the table was an engine that Zhao Chuanxin thought was crude and rough. There were even burrs hanging on the iron, which could make a hole with a sharp finger, but the rest The student's eyes glowed green.

"Principal, this is called the side valve, and there are three main bearings here. Principal, look, this is the cooler, and the copper wire below controls the choke valve of the engine..."

Someone introduced the structure of this engine to Zhao Chuanxuan, and the explanation was clear and logical, with a solid foundation.

Liu Huaqiang suggested: "Principal, it's better for you to start it for the first time."

There is a small fuel tank on the table, a dry battery, and complex lines and oil pipes connected to each other.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it and felt he had no idea where to start.

Instead, Xingyue gave the answer on his glasses.

Zhao Chuanxin lifted the crank handle and just inserted it, another student said hurriedly: "Principal, before you use the starter handle to start the ignition, do not twist the ignition door, otherwise the ignition device will be damaged and you will be injured by the starter handle. "

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

What does this student mean?

That is to say, when Zhao Chuanxin shakes the handle, he cannot twist the key, otherwise the handle may be blown away and the electromagnetic ignition system may be damaged.

You have to shake it a few times before twisting it so it can start smoothly.

Zhao Chuanxin's face turned dark when he heard this.

Haha, Rolls-Royce still makes sense as a luxury car. At least when he drove it before, he could start it with a twist of the key.

Outside, Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen looked confused.

Chen Kuilong grabbed a student and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Sir, this is an engine made by our King Juan Technical College."

Xu Xishen asked: "What is an engine?"

"Um..." the student scratched his head: "It's the car's engine. It's the key to the car's ability to move. Just like a steam turbine can travel without a sail, it relies on the engine."

Before, they said that the students of Juanwang Technical College were not doing their jobs properly. At this time, Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen looked at each other and felt their faces heat up.

"You don't study on weekdays, you only tinker with this?" Xu Xishen felt unconvinced.

"Read, why don't you read?" The student puffed up his chest: "The purpose of Juanwang Technical College is to apply what we learn. We read and do it at the same time, otherwise what we read on the paper will end up being shallow. Those pictures are so fascinating. It’s crazy. But when you put the real thing in front of you, it’s a different story and it’s very easy to understand.”

"Is this why you guys feel like you're drowning in mud?"

The student lowered his head and glanced at the shiny coat, scratched his head and said with a smile: "That's how it is when dealing with steel..."

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxian began to shake.

He was so strong that he shook the handle so hard that it almost caused sparks to fly.

Light a fire.

The spark was produced by being distributed to the cremation plug through a low-voltage "timer" mounted on the end of the camshaft in front of the engine. This "timer" was the predecessor of the distributor.

The "timer" guides the current to four coils installed in a box next to the table. The timing adjustment of the ignition is achieved by manually turning the timer with the help of a lever device on the steering column, so Zhao Chuanxin has to divide the work and cooperate. To ignite the fire.

“Tu tu tu tu tu…”

There was a sound like a tractor.

Black exhaust gas began to be produced, which was very pungent.

The purity of the gasoline at this time was very low, and Zhao Chuanxian's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and his brain suddenly hurt from being choked.

He backed away hastily.

But the students around him applauded loudly: "The principal is so powerful!"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hands to the surrounding people and said, "It's fun to laugh, but it's just a small skill that doesn't matter."

"..."

Seeing the engine bearings rotating, even a person like Chen Kuilong could probably understand it. He pulled his neck and shouted: "If you install a wheel there, can you run?"

The student looked at him as if he were a fool and shook his head: "We also need to create a transmission bearing and a box that can change the speed and connect the pedals..."

Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen couldn't understand these.

There are three gears in total, two forward gears and one reverse gear.

There is no gear lever as the gears are all under your feet.

Depressing the left pedal is for first gear, depressing the right pedal is for second gear, and depressing the middle pedal is for reverse gear...

People with poor psychological quality should stay away, otherwise...

Xu Xi couldn't bear the big noise and the black smoke filling the garage, so she pulled Chen Kuilong out.

She was silent for a while and said, "What book are they... reading?"

"This... I don't understand, but this kind of machine is extremely complicated, and I'm afraid no one can build it."

Damn it, Xu Xishen really wanted to scold him: "Fantastic skills and obscene skills."

But I couldn't say these words anyway.

Many years ago, foreigners had already used these strange skills to show off their power and colonize one country after another.

They both felt blushing.

Just now, I lectured someone for not knowing education, but in the blink of an eye, I was slapped in the face.

Just then, Zhao Chuanxin walked out of the garage. While wiping the black ash on his face with a wet towel, he asked the two of them: "By the way, you two, where did we talk just now? Oh, by the way, you said Zhao was right Zhao knows nothing about industry or education. He feels ashamed and feels that the two of you are right. Who, look at how dirty you are and how decent you are, you are still a scholar, you have disgraced the face of a scholar."

Snapped……

Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen felt a little slapped in the face.

The student wiped his face with his hand and grinned: "Okay, let's go wash it off. Principal, do you want to celebrate tonight?"

"Okay, let's call all the participants tonight. Zhao will cook in person to congratulate you and drink eighteen bowls!"

The student left happily to inform everyone.

Even though it is just a counterfeit, the quality may not be up to standard, but Zhao Chuanxin is still very happy.

There is always a starting point for doing things.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped himself clean, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.

After a commotion for a while, Liu Huaqiang came in with excitement on his face: "Principal, Japan's Consul General in Hanoi, Ueno Zenichi, is here with Mitsui Property Director Yamamoto Jotaro."

Chen Kuilong and Xu Xishen were a little silent.

Zhao Chuanxin said enthusiastically: "Quickly, invite these two international friends in."