Benjamin Goldberg was surprised to see Zhao Chuanxin arguing with a dog.
"Master, are you talking to it?"
"Yes, this dog is very pretentious now."
It is indeed Master
p>It always makes him feel novel.
Unlike his parents, they are very boring.
"Master, I also want to talk to Ganfan."
"Okay, let's talk around the bed tonight."
Involuntarily, Zhao Chuanxin Stuffing dry rice into Benjamin Goldberg's room.
"Gongfan, be good and coax him to sleep. He is still a child."
He was worried that the snot-nosed baby would be homesick and cry in the middle of the night, but there was no one to comfort him. he.
Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin was like this when he was a child. Whenever he was not around his grandparents, he would pull his neck and howl.
It’s still very reliable to do the job, and you can spend the whole night without incident.
But in Washington, it was dead of night.
Ronaldo was having a night chat with Edith Roosevelt.
"Edie, I received the news that Zhao Chuanxin has arrived in North Tarrytown. Fortunately, this barbarian didn't mess around, he just killed the local police chief."
p>"" broke the police chief's appearance, but he didn't even call for trouble. Edith Roosevelt looked at her husband. "How are you going to deal with it?"
Although this woman's belly has withered, her breasts have become shriveled, and she is no longer beautiful. But the power over the White House's affairs and the influence she exerted over her husband gave her a new allure.
"As long as the butcher abides by the rules of the game, the rest will be left to Rockefeller and Morgan, as well as the local mayor, who will ensure that the butcher quits. By the way, Edie, Queen Wilhelm of the Netherlands Na is coming soon, you need to do a good job of reception."
Edith Roosevelt frowned, "Okay, I understand. She should have trained equestrian, right"
Edith Roosevelt was a uniquely independent woman who was loyal to her husband and always managed everything in her home and white house in an orderly manner.
In addition to being a good wife and mother, she also loves adventure and travel, especially horseback riding.
I almost broke my leg several times, but I still went my own way.
It is said that she was the first lady of the White House to travel to other places during her time as Mrs. No. 1.
Da Luo smiled, "Of course she has trained equestrian. In fact, there are no royals and nobles in Europe who are not proficient in equestrian and polo. Don't worry about this. I think she will suit your taste." "
"I don't like your description."
"Okay, okay, Edie, I apologize to you," Da Luo quickly changed the topic. "I also have one thing that makes me unhappy. John Rockefeller's hand has reached out to New York State. He wants to install an oil pipeline in Cool Dex, at least I heard that he showed this intention."
Edith Roosevelt sighed"Theodore, sometimes you should let go of your obsession. There are many things and we can't cover them all. His monopoly on oil is already unstoppable."
"These damn guys, they are serious It destroys the balance of market competition," Luo complained.
The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin was awakened by the noise in the corridor.
He went out and saw Benjamin Goldberg reading aloud to Qianfan from a book, The Struggle for Existence, published last year by the German scholar Ernst Hecker.
Benjamin Goldberg recites a few words and barks twice.
Benjamin Goldberg said, "The interdependence between species is not mentioned in the book."
"Woof woof woof"
"Master said you I saw it too”
“Woof woof woof”
“Bees collecting nectar also help pollinate flowers. Yes, I didn’t expect it. It seems that Ernst Hecker is not a rigorous person. Scientist, you're not smart yet."
Zhao Chuanxin shook his head and prepared to say hello.
But suddenly he was stunned.
Something is wrong
He had just woken up at this time, and he hadn't woken up naturally yet, so his head was a little confused and he didn't think of anything wrong for the time being.
I put it down for the time being and said, "Let's go, do radio gymnastics, and then go to dinner. After dinner, we have work."
Two people and a dog came to the manor, and Ma Ku Nkrumah was putting on a boxing stance and boxing vigorously.
Zhao Chuanxin nodded with satisfaction. He was a little stupid, but he was better at being obedient.
"Benjamin, come and learn radio gymnastics from me."
Zhao Chuanxin chanted "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three"
< p>Benjamin Goldberg asked while doing it, "Sir, where is the radio?""Didn't you hear what I shouted to you? My mouth is the radio."
" "
After finishing the radio gymnastics, Zhao Chuanxin held his waist with both hands, raised his chest and raised his head, "Boys, learn to sing with me."
Marcus Nkrumah and Benjamin Go. DeBerg stood next to him and imitated his example, also clasping his hands around his waist.
Zhao Chuanxin opened his voice, "Get up, slaves who are hungry and cold, get up, people who are suffering all over the world"
"Master, wait, what is this language?"
< p>What a nuisance, naughty kid.Zhao Chuanxin said patiently, "This is Chinese."
"Master, but I don't know Chinese."
"Look at Marcus. Not as much nonsense as you."
Marcus followed suit with a rich and long voice, and his racial talent was stimulated
Benjamin Goldberg shrank his neck, no. Dare to speak and continue singing along.
After singing the song, Zhao Chuanxin took him back for dinner.
Steamed buns, porridge, tea eggs, small pickles mixed with cabbage, topped with vinegar and chili oil, the color is bright red and goes very well with rice.
Benjamin Goldberg usually eats breakfastIt's toast and omelettes, with the occasional bacon and ham.
It was also my first time to eat Chinese breakfast.
Zhao Chuanxin started eating in a hurry. On the plate in front of him, there were five tea eggs, ten steamed buns, and two plates of pickles.
But he still ate faster than anyone else.
When Li Shutong and Zhao Chuanxin ate together, they always felt full.
Benjamin Goldberg was affected by this atmosphere and felt that today's breakfast was very delicious, as fierce as a competition.
He learned how to use chopsticks, but he had little strength and could only hold the head part of the chopsticks. He would always clip it off and just immerse himself in eating.
When I put down my chopsticks, my stomach felt a little full.
A rare smile appeared on my little face, and I patted my belly with satisfaction.
Zhao Chuanxin has become a real uncle. After dinner, he doesn’t care about anything. He pats his butt and waved his big hand, "Let’s go and make a gun."
Fry is waiting behind him. Deepawait gave a wry smile.
The master still doesn’t give up.
He said, "Master, the steel is all in the warehouse, and there are also specially customized compression springs."
"You take Marcus and move them outside, where the light is better "
In the manor, tables, chairs and benches were set up.
After doing this, Freddy Pavitt left.
He has no time to follow the master and mess around, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.
Zhao Chuanxin picked up a piece of steel, spread out the blueprint, frowned and thought for a moment, and then pulled out the elf carving knife hidden in the scepter of redemption.
Ning An was standing by and wanted to help, "Sir, what do you need me to do?"
Zhao Chuanxin looked at him, "I need you to stay away from me, so I don't accidentally hurt you."
Ning'an ""
When cutting metal, there is only a little more resistance than wood.
Basically, after the elf carving knife cuts it, a metal rod is formed.
Ning An was stunned.
I am Cao, what kind of forging press, stamping machine, and milling cutter are needed?
Mr., I can do it all with one knife
Zhao Chuanxin picked up the metal rod , measured it with a ruler, then carefully poked it into the metal rod with the elf carving knife, and poked it through, and a gun barrel was formed
This kind of high carbon steel, under the elf carving knife Vulnerable.
The blade of the elf carving knife became spiral-shaped, carving out the rifling of the gun bore like an electric drill.
Benjamin Goldberg looked carefully and said in surprise, "Master, why is your knife deformed?"
This subverted his understanding of the rules of physics.
"Haha, this is the ultimate mystery of the universe. I will teach you when my teacher feels that your knowledge is enough to support you in exploring these mysteries."
Benjamin Goldberg felt his brain was running out.
No matter how wild his mind is, he cannot imagine things he is not familiar with.
The gun body is made of aluminum alloyEven though it is made of gold, it is still not a problem for the elf carving knife.
Without a milling cutter and no need for welding, Zhao Chuanxin relied on his hands and an elf carving knife to carve out various parts.
Walnut wood for handguard.
High-strength parts such as the bolt and trigger that require repeated pulling are made of wear-resistant high-carbon steel.
Everyone was watching with rapt attention, even a fool like Marcus Nkrumah was paying full attention.
Benjamin Goldberg was just a little stunned. When he looked at it again, he found that Zhao Chuanxin had already begun to assemble it.
He scratched his head and didn’t even blink
After all, it was handmade, and the precision in many places was not that high. When Zhao Chuanxin was assembling it, he needed constant modification and polishing.
It took a lot of effort to install this crude submachine gun.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at the shape and said, "As a submachine gun, this gun is too heavy."
I am afraid it must weigh seven or eight kilograms.
The barrel of the gun matched the caliber of the Mauser pistol, and Zhao Chuanxin loaded the bullet in the magazine.
Loading the bullets, Marcus Nkrumah volunteered, "Master, I can shoot."
Zhao Chuanxin smiled, "You'd better forget it, just in case. Exploding the barrel can blow your hands to pieces."
He began to put on the tough armor, put on the mask, and most importantly, put on the matching leather gloves.
"Get out of the way, I'm going to test the gun."
However,
"click"
It stuck just after loading. .
"Grass"
Zhao Chuanxin took off his equipment angrily, took out the elf carving knife, and modified the gun bolt.
After it was done, everyone looked at him expectantly.
This gun, they witnessed with their own eyes, gradually took shape like a magic trick in the hands of Zhao Chuanxin.
We all want to see if it will work.
"Click"
Successfully loaded.
Pull the trigger,
"Click"
The gun did not go off.
This feeling makes anyone with obsessive-compulsive disorder want to die.
Zhao Chuanxin had to take off his equipment again and disassemble the gun for inspection.
Benjamin Goldberg pointed to the firing pin and said, "The firing pin and the slide are stuck. They hit the bolt here and the friction is too great. Master, you have to grind this piece off."
p>Sure enough, it is not that easy to make a gun.
Zhao Chuanxin was so worn down that he lost his temper and honestly listened to his apprentice’s opinions and continued to revise.
After finishing it, he reloaded the gun and pulled the trigger.
The muzzle is full of flames,
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