The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin kidnapped someone else's son and was caught, but he didn't feel embarrassed.

Rachel Kraves ran over and stared at Benjamin Goldberg with an evil look on her face.

However, no matter how you look at that expression, it is all for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said: It's time to invest.

Let me show you what it means to be a man!

Then,

He took out a pearl necklace...

People of this era like to listen to rakes and brooms and flashy and praising words.

so,

Zhao Chuanxin's expression was sincere and his tone was full of emotion: Madam, Zhao has been to many terrible places, as well as countless beautiful and rich corners. However, Madam's charm is as bright as the Amber Room in Tsarist Russia. The drums of the Gypsies are so moving, and they are as beautiful as the faith in Jerusalem that makes people worship. I was lucky enough to get a string of precious pearls in the port of Kobe. It is white, pure, round, beautiful, and bright, just like Mrs. Face. Today, Zhao must dedicate it to his wife, because only his wife can be worthy of it.

With that said, Zhao Chuanxin refused to say anything, opened the pearl necklace, and roughly pushed the little-suffering Ning An away, and replaced him, standing behind Rachel Kervis.

Rachel Kervis was stunned for a moment when Zhao Chuanxin said something out of the blue, saying something that didn't feel like confession, something that didn't feel like admiration, and she didn't understand the reason.

Zhao Chuanxin solemnly wrapped the pearl necklace around Rachel Kervis's fair and slender neck and fastened it.

During this period, it is inevitable to be bumped into each other and have skin-to-skin contact.

Rachel Kervis's goosebumps stood up, and the places she touched felt as if they were electrified.

Zhao Chuanxin was very measured, he hit the mark, but it was just right without going too far.

His breath sprayed on Rachel Kravis's neck.

Hot, powerful, and manly.

Although this woman had some skills in dealing with men, this was the first time she had such close contact with a man other than Samuel Goldberg.

His body couldn't help but tremble.

Although he is not a gentleman, although he does not follow etiquette, his surging and primitive male aura can still move people.

Zhao Chuanxin accepted it as soon as he saw it, walked around to Rachel Kervis, took two steps back, and nodded: Orbs and beauties complement each other.

Rachel Kervis couldn't help but look down and saw that the pearl was indeed radiant in the sun, and its surface was full of brilliance.

They are similar in size and each is round, so they must have been carefully selected.

It should be worth a lot of money.

This is the same batch of goods that Zhao Chuanxin bought in his jewelry store in Kobe.

It seems, probably, maybe, that many women have been given away for one reason or another.

This batch of goods is really a good deal!

After delivering the necklace, Zhao Chuanxin came back to Mi Shan and easily put Benjamin Goldberg on the horse as if he were being asked by a little chicken, and then climbed up himself.

He laughed loudly and said to Rachel Kervis, who was still in a sluggish state: Don't worry, madam, Benjamin will be fine, I promise that. You don't have to worry about his studies, I promise to watch him today. Finish your homework.

Saying that, without giving Rachel Kervis any time to react, she patted the horse's neck, and with a loud squeak, Mishan ran away at an extremely fast speed, almost reaching a speed of 70 miles per hour.

Only then did Rachel Kervis react: But...

Her but could no longer reach Zhao Chuanxin's ears.

Because the excited Mishan was so fast, with the bonus of elastic boots, he could escape dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ning An was convinced.

In front of women, he couldn't even speak clearly.

But look at sir, that nonsense comes right out of your mouth.

Li Shutong was ashamed.

How did this mouth grow? How is this expression managed?

Even Sichuan Opera may not be able to match the speed of face-changing.

But Zhao Chuanxin abducted someone else's child, and he had to help reveal the truth: Don't worry, Mrs. Goldberg, Zhao is a wise and funny person, and children like to play with him...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much and let Mi Shan carry them both back to the manor.

Marcus Nkrumah, who was working, ran over happily and grinned: Benjamin, you are here.

Benjamin Goldberg generously took out the candy and shared it with Marcus Nkrumah.

Zhao Chuanxin let the two of them talk and eat a few pieces of candy, and then said: Let's go and shoot.

The manor is huge and you can shoot anywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pistol and demonstrated it to Benjamin Goldberg.

Bang, bang, bang...

Benjamin Goldberg said excitedly: I understand, sir, to use the built-in ignition device and strike the primer with the thimble.

Zhao Chuanxin finally perfected the last part.

He drew the composition of the parts separately, and then drew the overall composition, and showed it to Benjamin Goldberg: Take a look, is there anything that needs improvement?

The most amazing thing about Benjamin Goldberg is that when a picture appears in his mind, the picture is linked. It is not only visual, but also auditory, smell, taste, and even touch.

His rich imagination encompasses various scenes, including the richness of nature, the characteristics of artificial substances, and the various parameters of the human body.

He said: Sir, let me touch your pistol.

Unlike others, Zhao Chuanxin was worried about the danger of a child playing with a gun and it went off, so he simply handed the gun to him.

Benjamin Goldberg was thin, and he was carrying a pistol. His wrist was not strong enough, and the muzzle of the gun drooped.

He touched the barrel of the gun and felt a little warm.

He said: Sir, if this kind of gun is as long as you drew, will it be hot to the touch? Even the pistol will be hot. In my mind, whether it is metal or other objects, they will deform when they are overheated. .”

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked, this snot-nosed kid actually knew so much?

This is not something you can learn in primary school today.

What he didn't know was that Benjamin Goldberg had even understood the essence of The Theory of Functions and had also read a History of the World in more than forty volumes.

He excitedly took out a handful of money and stuffed it into Benjamin Goldberg's arms: This is all to reward you, you are so talented!

Benjamin Goldberg never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would give him money, and he was stunned on the spot.

Sir, I don't want money.

You want what you want. Once you have money, you can buy whatever you want. Zhao Chuanxin never looked down on his children. Now let's discuss, can this problem be solved if the barrel is cut short and some heat sinks are added?

Benjamin Goldberg thought for a while: Perhaps, there is a need to add heat dissipation materials to the gun and the bottom plate of the gun, but it is not this kind of metal sheet, it needs to be the kind with holes. The picture in my mind tells me This will be better.

Zhao Chuanxin excitedly shortened the barrel of the gun, added a heat sink, and added rib-like protrusions and concave holes on the bolt and the bottom plate of the gun.

The two continued to discuss and improve, and in the end, the original design was beyond recognition.

After many revisions, the design drawings gradually became more perfect.

At this time, the bored Marcus Nkrumah said: Sir, can you give me a gun? I want to shoot too.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously. When he was in Lugang Town, the people from the insurance team shot and practiced shooting every day.

There is no reason to become civilized by coming to America.

He threw away two Madsen machine guns without bullets in them.

Since I ran out of bullets in Korea, I have no chance to replenish them.

Marcus Nkrumah happily picked up the machine guns, one in each hand, and tucked them under his arms.

He doesn't know how to pull the bolt.

He imitated firing a gun with his mouth and made a chuk, chug, chug sound. It was a great time to play.

When Zhao Chuanxin was almost done discussing, he saw this guy holding a gun, saliva flying everywhere. It was almost ten minutes, and he was suddenly shocked.

Have you been holding the gun like this?

You know, Marcus Nkrumah had one in each hand. One handful of this thing weighed twenty kilograms, and two handfuls weighed forty kilograms.

The key is to keep holding on...

Marcus Nkrumah nodded stupidly: Yes, sir.

As he spoke, he didn't mean to give up.

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: Is it heavy?

It's not heavy.

... Zhao Chuanxin continued to ask: Can you still carry it?

sure.

Then you continue.

Okay, sir.

Benjamin Goldberg suddenly felt a little lost: Sir, I know my parents are worried about me. However, various pictures always appear in my mind, and I can't control it.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

This child has not always been heartless, but also a little sentimental.

After thinking for a while, he took out a cigarette and lit it, sat on the lawn and puffed away: The last thing a person should do is to be mentally exhausted. You are a talent, they are just mortals, so they don't understand. For example, I am very Excellent, but when I had no money, everyone thought I was a street kid.

Benjamin Goldberg curiously asked: Sir, what is a street kid?

Well, I was just idle and making trouble. Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ashes of his cigarette and continued: Later, when I became rich, they said I was little Bolchovik.

I know that, Benjamin Goldberg said excitedly, I've read that book.

Haha, so you should understand that as long as you are excellent, others will not see you as good. Because they are ordinary, they want to bring you to the same level as them. If they succeed, you will regret it. You will find that, The moment you become what they want you to be, your talent has left you, and the highlight of your life is extinguished at that moment.

Really? Benjamin Goldberg's eyes were bright. It was the first time he heard someone interpret his peculiarity from this perspective.

Really. Zhao Chuanxin said firmly. As long as you retain your abilities, reality and mortal perceptions are simply insignificant. Why bother with them? Don't worry, your parents are only worried about your future. But you see, I have paid you a reward now, you I think the money I make in one day is more than your father.”

Sir, will you keep this money for me?

Why do you want me to save it for you?

Because if one day my parents insist on extinguishing the fire in my mind, I will use this money to convince them!

Zhao Chuanxin gave a thumbs up: You know how to slap people in the face, and there are a lot of them.

Freddy Pavitt, who was busy contacting several universities, heard the gunfire and ran out to investigate.

When he saw Benjamin Goldberg, Marcus Nkrumah and Zhao Chuanxin playing on the grass, he suddenly felt a big headache.

Really, sir, why is it like a donkey, which keeps going backwards when being held back? The more you don't let it do it, the harder it will do it.

Zhao Chuanxin saw him and shouted: Freddy, go find some steel for me, I will be of great use!

Freddy Pavitt: “…”

What kind of trouble is Master going to make again...