Without much effort, Li Zining was laughing so hard.
Zhao Chuanxin finally said: "Ask your brother to prepare some sore medicine, alcohol, gauze, catgut, suture needles everywhere... No matter what, prepare enough for hundreds or even thousands of people, okay? You make a profit."
Li Zining was stunned: "Master, what do you want these for?"
"..."
Zhao Chuanxin added: "The gambler Qiu Jialiang wants to bribe Yuan Shuxun, don't stop him, just keep an eye on him and tell me when you bribe him."
" Chief, what are you going to do?"
"Of course, use moral influence to convince him, make him feel ashamed, and make him change his ways."
" ..."
Two more days.
Li Ziyu sent a message back to Zhao Chuanxin, telling him about the mansion that Yuan Shuxun bought when he was in Shanghai Road, the mansion when he was the prefect of Shandong, and the mansion where he is now the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.
After Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone, he saw Neng Chengwen waiting for orders. In the corner, the female soldier on duty today was in a state of despair, with red eyes.
Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "Come here, why are your eyes red?"
The female soldier cried softly: "Sir, I..."
"But it's okay to talk."
"Sir, I was alone when I went north. Later I wrote a letter and asked my husband to come with the children." The female soldier said in a low mood: "He is here, see me He trains with male soldiers every day, feels unhappy, drinks alcohol every day, and quarrels with me. I, I..." Neng Chengwen curled his lips.
How dare you come here to talk about this nonsense?
I didn’t want Zhao Chuanxin to ask her seriously: "Then you endured it?"
The female soldier nodded.
Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "As the saying goes, if you tolerate uterine fibroids for a while, you will take a step back to breast hyperplasia. Why should you endure it and step back? If he quarrels, you will fight with him and use up the strength of daily training. Come out and beat him to death and I will find a better husband for you. Women, it’s time to be independent. Women, it’s time to rise up.” ..."
Female soldier: "..."
Neng Chengwen felt that these words were a reversal of yin and yang, and it was treasonous.
The female soldier found it incredible that you are such an adult.
Actually helping a woman speak?
Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "I'll give you half a day off, go back and finish this matter. It's not like your salary can't support the children, so what are you afraid of? After today, if I have to go out crying again, is it possible? Do you still want to cry when you go to the battlefield?"
The female soldiers were respectful and fearful of Zhao Chuanxin, so they hurriedly left.
The person who can write it down is puzzled: "Sir, why is this?"
Zhao Chuanxin did not explain, just said: "A group of young women brought a box of wine and scolded their husbands all night long. A group of bachelors share a pack of cigarettes, and the mention of the widow is a sign of prosperity."
"..."
As he said that, he picked up his clothes and walked out.
Neng Chengwen scratched his head and hurriedly followed to ask about business: "Sir, after you go out, do you have any instructions for your subordinates?"
"Urge the Japanese and Maozi to pay their fines."
"What if they don't pay?"
"If they don't pay, just urge them again and again."
"Ah this..."
Isn't he a clown?
"Do as I tell you."
Zhao Chuanxin set off from the Shikio County Pier, passed through Zonko Bay in Japan, sailed into the Sea of Japan, passed Tsushima Island and went straight to Japan. -ocean.
The third generation of Youlong accelerated to the extreme. The thick cabin could not block the sound of the sonic boom, and Zhao Chuanxin still had cotton stuffed in his ears.
We arrived at Dingdong Island in more than two hours.
Zhao Chuanxin has collected three generations of wandering dragons, and he has connected to the cliffs at the foot of the coast. The steep slopes are not difficult for him at all, and he can easily jump to the house on the top.
He first released the puppet slaves and cleaned the room. After all, the floor-to-ceiling windows were stained with salt from the sea, there was dust inside the house, and the plank road outside was covered with bird droppings.
The sea breeze on Sakhalin Island is already very cold, but it is just right here.
Zhao Chuanxin took off his shirt, basked in the sun and blew the sea breeze on a deck chair made of wicker chairs, and took out a bottle of Heineken beer. He first thought of the laboratory built by the Netherlands in China, and then thought of his daughter Zhao Lingjun.
The main raw material of Heineken beer is hop seeds, which has a special taste.
Zhao Chuanxin took a sip and said to himself: My daughter may be angry.
After all, I haven’t seen her for a long time.
After the puppet slaves cleaned up, Zhao Chuanxin stood up and jumped off the cliff.
After several ups and downs, he floated to the beach and went into the water to touch the oysters.
After selecting about twenty of the largest ones, Zhao Chuanxin jumped back to the top of the mountain.
He took out the grill, lit a fire, and first minced the garlic. After mincing the minced garlic, be sure to wash it with water and dry it with gauze, otherwise it will become bitter.
Pour in the oil and put the garlic paste, garlic chili sauce, dried shrimps, oyster sauce and other condiments into the pot together. Be sure to stir with a spoon to prevent the bottom from sticking to the pot.
Grill the oysters, drip with oil, add minced garlic, add vermicelli when medium cooked, drip with oil, add chopped green onion and millet, add seafood soy sauce.
The puppet slave brought the table, and Zhao Chuanxin placed the oysters on the table.
The wrought iron fused quartz glass shade wind lamps beside the table and on the plank road are all lit, creating a small atmosphere at once.
The plank road, sea breeze, the sound of waves, wind lanterns, oysters, grilled steamed buns, Heineken beer, wicker chairs, and big pants, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he was one step closer to becoming a god.
After eating and wiping himself clean, he took out the "Code of Old Gods" from the recliner.
[The craftsmen hired natural alchemists from five dazzling oases and have experimented with 50 Chinese medicine formulas on people who were bewitched by spirits, but none of them worked. 】
These prepared Chinese medicines were all bought by Zhao Chuanxin.
There are classic prescriptions, such as Tongmai Decoction, Flavored Buyang Huanwu Decoction, Xichu Zhiyang Decoction, Xipu Zhiyin Decoction, Ditan Xifeng Decoction, Tongluo Huoxue Decoction, Fayu Tongluo Decoction...
There are also some unorthodox prescriptions, which may be able to cure the disease, but it depends on luck.
Zhao Chuanxin doesn’t care what disease he treats.
After all, there is no way to prescribe the right medicine.
Usually, all the prescriptions that have the effect of treating "deliriousness" are added, and all the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular aspects are tried one after another.
As for whether the bewitched person's kidneys can withstand it, it is not within the scope of Zhao Chuanxin's consideration.
After all, if a special medicine is discovered, the Red Island female monk still has a reward of 11 counter-force rune fragments that need to be cashed in urgently.
After trying two more medicines today with no results, Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Codex" and went to sleep.
There is no time limit anyway, so try it slowly.
The next day, the sky in the east was not white and the golden light was not visible at sunrise. It turned out to be a cloudy day.
After Zhao Chuanxin washed up, he rode the three-generation dragon to Shanghai when it started to rain lightly.
The rain in Shanghai at this time is sticky, hot and humid.
Zhao Chuanxin first found a place, ate three drawers of small steamed buns, and drank a bowl of small wontons. After he was full, he called a rickshaw and headed towards Sima Road.
This place is adjacent to the French Concession and is surrounded by alleys. It has a city-like appearance. You can see some signs of sensuality early in the morning. Many tourists from the world yawned and filed out of the fireworks building.
Zhao Chuanxin stopped the rickshaw, and after giving him money and a tip, Xingyue gave a map of nearby buildings.
The busier the area, the stronger Xingyue’s perception.
Because there are so many voices, it is easier to locate based on air vibrations.
It’s okay if you come at night. If you visit during the day, the front door is not easy to enter. Zhao Chuanxin is looking at a restaurant, so why not skip here.
He walked in with his hands behind his back, and the bustard who received the guests still looked charming.
He said: "Take me to the third floor to find a room."
The bustard winked and said angrily: "Uncle, you misunderstood, our girl Ah, you don't sell your body when you are an artist."
Zhao Chuanxin nodded seriously and said seriously: "If I don't pay you when it's over, it won't be a sell-out. Don't worry, I can do this."
The bustard's face froze: "..."
What the hell is this?
Zhao Chuanxin lit up his cigarette and threw the two oceans over: "Stop talking nonsense and take me to the third floor. I'm very sleepy and I need to go to sleep right away."
When the Madam heard this, it was easy to do: "Master, come with me."
When they got to the room on the third floor, the Madam wanted to follow him in, but Zhao Chuanxin pushed him back: "Go, go, follow me and do it." What, you are really shameless, don’t you understand the relationship between men and women?”
Madam: “…”
Zhao Chuanxin closed the door, opened the window, and looked down. One glance.
There is only one barber in the alley.The two men went to battle together, the older one got a haircut and the younger one had his hair braided.
People in the Qing Dynasty had yin and yang hair, and wore long braids. These braids were often washed only once during haircuts. They were fashionable in cold weather, but in the hot summer, the smell of the braids was unbearable, making people want to vomit after smelling it. .
Seeing that they did not raise their heads, Zhao Chuanxin stepped on the window edge and jumped.
He floated to the courtyard wall across the street, jumped more than twenty meters, and landed in the main room of the mansion.
There is only a door, an old servant who sweeps the house, and a yellow dog.
The yellow dog raised his head and stared at Zhao Chuanxin with bright eyes.
Zhao Chuanxin threw down a piece of chicken leg bought on the road, which startled the yellow dog. He couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw what he had dropped.
Dogs, like people, lose their vigilance when given some meat.
Obviously Zhao Chuanxin came well prepared.
Entering the main house, Zhao Chuanxin pried open the floor tiles, released the digging puppet and waited there.
The excavated soil was collected by Zhao Chuanxin.
Forty minutes later, Zhao Chuanxin entered the passage and was stunned by the scene before him.
He probably guessed that Yuan Shuxun was a big greedy person, but he didn't expect that he was so greedy.
The silver ingots piled up like a hill, and they were seriously oxidized after being buried for a long time. Compare.
Zhao Chuan collected the salary and backfilled the soil.
As for the floor, he first used a mud trowel glove to gather sand into a tower and solidify it, then put the floor tiles back in to restore it to its original appearance.
Zhao Chuanxin was in a good mood after withdrawing the money.
He went to Hong Kong Island and transferred the prepared mooncakes in batches to the Quite Saran Underground Fortress.
He did not save the power of faith and directly teleported to Bagong's house in Hankou.
He first piled enough mooncakes in the attic of Bagong's house before going downstairs.
Liu Huaqiang has long been anxious. Every day he is surrounded by reporters from major newspapers, urging him to find Zhao Chuanxin and come back.
As soon as Zhao Chuanxin showed up, Liu Huaqiang said excitedly: "Principal, you are finally back. The major newspapers are quarreling, and the literati are expressing their opinions."
Zhao Chuanxin dusted himself off. Heavy duty, smoothing out the wrinkles of straight-leg original-color work trousers: "I don't see that the clothes are clean and tidy. Why don't you quickly call someone to hold a press conference?"
A morning trip to Beihai and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. , Zhao Chuanxin really didn’t have much time to waste.
Liu Huaqiang attaches great importance to newspapers, reporters, and opportunities to show his face.
The position of President of the Student Union of Juanwang Technical College is equivalent to Zhao Chuanxin's appearance in Hankou. After having been there for a long time, Liu Huaqiang inevitably likes the feeling of being in the spotlight.
He suggested: "Principal, should you dress more solemnly? A suit, shirt, or gown?"
Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said calmly: "It's a shame. "?"
Liu Huaqiang lowered his head and left in disgrace.
Student Union venue, published as a reporterThe meeting will be held on site.
Reporters sat in rickshaws and gathered from all directions in Hankou toward the Russian Concession.
After all the reporters arrived, Zhao Chuanxin finally showed up.
Journalists from all over the world know that Zhao Chuanxin does not like taking photos.
But every time Zhao Chuanxin appears, he wears something different.
He never wears silk or satin, but his outfits are always unique.
Putting it on others makes people laugh, but doing it on Zhao Chuanxin always makes people scratch their heads and want to record it on film for the world to comment on.
Unfortunately, Zhao Chuanxin does not allow it.
If anyone dares to take pictures without authorization, it will be a trivial matter if the camera is stuck, and it is not impossible for Eton to beat him severely.
"Mr. Zhao, the country is in danger and the people are in dire straits, but you spend a huge sum of money to buy 100,000 mooncakes. Is it inappropriate?"
Zhao Chuanxin waved and waited for the students to bring them. He dusted off the ashtray before saying: "The country is in critical danger and people's lives are in dire straits. Is it my fault?"
The reporter was speechless: "This... has nothing to do with Mr. Zhao."
"Then what do you want me to buy?"
Another reporter asked: "However, every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a nation. Mr. Zhao is a wealthy man, so he doesn't want to Is it inappropriate to squander money while trying to benefit the people? "
"Are you stupid to read Cheng Zhudu? If I have money, I should benefit the people?"
The reporter frowned and said in dissatisfaction: "Is that all from the people?"
"Where is the people's support?"
"This, of course, comes from the people of the Central Plains..." "
"Get out of here, you idiot." Zhao Chuanxin puffed out smoke from his nostrils: "Most of my money is earned on Wall Street, and the rest is basically earned from the Central Plains people who are obsessed with you. Does it have anything to do with Mao? What's wrong? I took the people's money from the powerful people and asked me to benefit them?"
The reporter was speechless.
Anyone with clear eyes and ears knows that Zhao Chuanxian made a fortune on Wall Street.
When others have a stock market crash, he makes money. They lost everything and he made money. Foreigners hate him to the core, but he still makes money.
It seems that it really has nothing to do with the people of the Central Plains...
Some people are dissatisfied: "But the money earned from abroad can also benefit our people."
"Why?"
"This..." the reporter scratched his head: "Because you are Zhao Chuanxin, because you are the richest man. Yes, even Sheng Xuanhuai said you are the richest man in the Qing Dynasty."
"He has a lot of money, why don't you let him benefit the people? See if he can beat you with his big ears!"
Reporter: "..."
Liu Huaqiang became anxious, blushing and thick-necked. He couldn't help but go on stage. Zhao Chuanxin whispered in his ear: "Principal, think twice before you speak. Reputation is important."
Zhao Chuanxin listened. Very funny.
He pushed Liu Huaqiang away, stood in front of the loudspeaker and said: "You are really stupid. Let me ask you, what would have happened if I had not bought these 90,000 mooncakes? ”
“Of course it is saved, and good steel is used on the blade. ”
“Yes, it’s good to save it. "
"If it were me, I would hide it in the cellar..."
Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You are still hiding it in the cellar, why the hell don't you donate it to the poor people? "
"I, I am not as rich as Mr. Zhao. ”
“Oh? How much money does your family have? "
"I, I have eighty taels. ”
“Let’s do this. I will donate eighty taels and you will donate eighty taels. We will donate to the poor people. What do you think?” "
"This? This is inappropriate. For Mr. Zhao, eighty taels is a drop in the bucket, but for me, it is my entire fortune. "
"Oh, then why don't you earn tens of millions of taels and then donate these eighty taels? "
"I, I don't have that ability! "
"Presumptuous! "Zhao Chuanxin slapped the table: "How the hell can you not have that ability? It should be noted that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. It is your responsibility to make money. Is it justified if you fail to fulfill your responsibility? "
Reporter: "..."
The students from Juanwang Technical College, their eyes lit up after hearing this.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed at another person. A reporter: "You said save it. If the money doesn't flow, how will the people who make mooncakes make a living? How can they support their families if they can't make money? They can't support their families, so how can the court collect taxes if they don't spend money? How can a country be strong without taxes? Damn you idiot, you think you are smart, but you are actually stupid. I bought moon cakes, which not only indirectly benefited the people, created countless jobs, but also made a great contribution to the country. Look at you again, what have you done? If you have money, just hide it. How can the people be rich? How can a country be strong? "
"Ah this..."
The reporters scratched their heads one by one and wanted to refute, but they couldn't think of a reason to refute.
There was a reporter But he said: "Mr. Zhao, according to what you said, we have spent all our money. If something happens to our family and we have no money to use, what will happen?" "
Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "Aren't you all virtuous people? Since you know clearly that you are doing it for the benefit of the people and the country, why can't you sacrifice your own family to save everyone else? Besides, you didn't spend it on me. "
The reporter was confused and his head was buzzing: "I, I, I also want to live..."
"You need a normal fucking life, don't I? Need it? You can plan your money however you want and use it all for your own family. Does my money deserve to be used to benefit the people? Should it be distributed according to what you think? Where does the logic come from? ”
The students of Juanwang Technical College were extremely excited.
It is difficult to solve the problem, and the way is the most mysterious. Don’t take the golden elixir for granted, and don’t talk about it with empty words until you meet a great person to tell you the secret. My tongue is dry.
What the principal said today was shocking.
Zhao Chuanxin yelled: "Male Gobi, I sue you, this is called moral kidnapping. Still fucking wetComplacent? I, Zhao Chuanxin, have tens of millions of dollars, and if I am willing to take a hundred to benefit the people, that is merit; your family has hundreds of dollars, but you do not give up even one to benefit the people. What you do is called wickedness. Let me tell those moral gentlemen what Zhao said today: stop talking about sanctification and do more for people. Whoever wants to interfere with how I spend money, I will pull out your fucking tongue. ”
The reporters lowered their eyebrows and frowned, and they were all impressed.
Zhao Chuanxin spat and walked away.
Liu Huaqiang stood on the spot dumbly. He seems to have realized something.
Zhao Chuanxin teleported back to the attic of Bagong's house because the phone rang.
He answered the phone and heard Li Zining's voice: "Master, the bribe money from the gambler Qiu Jialiang has been sent to Yuan Shuxun's house. How many there are is unknown. But from the looks of it, there were not as many as expected, only three or two carriages. ”
Zhao Chuanxin’s eyes lit up: “Okay, hang up first.” "
Li Zining listened to the silence of the microphone. He stayed for three seconds and jumped up: "Quick, quick, let's go and watch the excitement. ”
Li Ziyu was dissatisfied: “Now you are considered a lady of the world, why don’t you behave well?” ”
“No more gossip, it’s too late if we don’t leave.” "
......
Qiu Jialiang was very low-key and sent the bribe money to his house disguised as furniture, cabinets or something.
Yuan Shuxun asked someone to carry the furniture to the back After everyone left the house, he opened the boxes and cabinets, and there was only one box of white money.
But the rest were gold, pearls, bank notes, rare calligraphy and paintings, etc.
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Those pieces of furniture are also valuable.
If they were all made of silver, it would probably take more than 200 carriages to pull them.
This must be him. In his official career, he received the largest bribe, worth two million taels.
Even though Yuan Shuxun had been in officialdom for a long time, his hands and feet were trembling with joy. , I heard someone say: "Well, you two-sleeved Qingfeng Yuan Shuxun, let me catch you, I want to condemn you..." The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit reading. Pattern.Thank you