I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

It's just that because of time constraints, the emperor and the others traveled lightly.

The treasures and luggage are transported separately.

The daring gang leader Zhu Fugui led the green bandits to rob the convoy and finally took the treasure as his own.

What a fortune this is!

It's not that Donald didn't think about contacting external forces to rob Zhu Fugui in reverse.

But he wasn't sure.

In Donald's perception, Zhu Fugui is young but savage like a fox, bold but cautious like a rabbit.

Once you miss, the consequences are not something you can bear.

What's more, even if you contact the militia or the army of the federal government.

How much benefit can those greedy and vulgar guys give themselves?

On the contrary, Zhu Fugui, who has always been generous, gave himself the "heart of Daji"!

Of course, the premise is that his wife and daughter have also become hostages.

But this is also what it should be.

After all, the price of the most famous ruby ​​"Edwards" in that era was as high as 20 US dollars (about 5000 million RMB)!

"Edwards" weighs only 167 carats.

And Zhu Fugui's ancestral gemstone weighed a terrifying 282 carats!

God knows how much it's worth!

Such a value is enough for Donald to overwhelm everything, stud himself and the life of his descendants.

Of course, what Donald didn't know was that there was a sack in Zhu Fugui's special warehouse.

The bag also contained "Bao Si's Heart", "Xi Shi's Heart", "Diao Chan's Heart", "Yuhuan's Heart", "Yuan Yuan's Heart", "Meiling's Heart"...

The reason why he took so much trouble to completely control Tang Sangui was Zhu Fugui's helpless move.

It is undoubtedly very difficult to counterattack the copy of the North American continent in the second half of the nineteenth century.

Just like in the initial stage of reform, it is impossible to develop the country without absorbing foreign capital and technology.

For example, for the production line of small bullets, Zhu Fugui had to rely on Donald to negotiate the purchase.

For example, in business with the British and the Southern Army, Donald, the middleman, is also needed.

So Zhu Fugui reluctantly gave the gem that cost hundreds of dollars to Donald.

Anyway, there is no such thing as artificial gemstones in this era, and no one thought of it at all. The difficulty of craftsmanship is too high.

What's more, Zhu Fugui also bet that Donald would only dare to learn to appraise this gemstone by himself, instead of asking someone to appraise it.

He asked someone to appraise it today, and he would probably be hanged from the ceiling tomorrow.

……

With the arrival of Donald's wife and daughter, Zhu Fugui let him partly participate in the construction of the new capital.

Because this fat man is actually a college student, studying engineering.

This is one of the reasons why he was sent to manage the mining area. He is still a technocrat.

Zhu Fugui did not intend to let Donald get in touch with the core of the construction of the new capital.

After all, many machines let him see for fear of scaring him.

Donald is not as easy to fool as Hua Gong and Yin people.

Although he will know sooner or later, Zhu Fugui is still planning to let Donald go before the large machinery (not so large, just some tractors, small cranes, etc.) enters the field.

But now Zhu Fugui needs his professional advice.

Comrade Sangui also lived up to the expectations of the Ming emperor, and quickly gave several important suggestions.

For example, if the river beach here is not reinforced enough, it is very likely to cause the house to sink or even collapse.

Zhu Fugui did not expect this.

Before Zhu Fugui built factories in the upper reaches of the Daming River, all of them were simple factories that did not require deep foundations, and were only two stories high at most.

This kind of project has no requirements on the hardness of the land, as long as it is level.

But this new city cannot be so hasty.

In this day and age of New York and Chicago, wood and stone are still the main materials of housing.

However, technically, reinforced concrete houses have matured.

In the 1870s, after the Great Chicago Fire destroyed many houses, concrete houses sprung up.

And in the 1880s, there were already 12-story "skyscrapers".

Even Yankees are about to step into the era of skyscrapers. How can Daming's Xindu be outdated?

Therefore, the innovations in Zhu Fugui's imagination are all grand.

Of course, the first phase of the project started now will be relatively conservative, after all, there are few people and no experience.

However, the second and third phases in the future will definitely become bigger and bigger.

So Donald's advice on strengthening the beach was invaluable.

But his other suggestion made Zhu Fugui dumbfounded.

Looking at the towering, almost vertical rock on one side, Donald suggested:

"Oh, my dear Sleepy God, you once mentioned the concept of 'President Hill', it's really exciting..."

"Look at this beautiful basalt. If we carve the heads of the founders of the four generations of the Ming Empire here, isn't it very suitable? I think the beauty of your ancestors is worthy of being admired by the world!"

Donald thought his ass was perfect.

The self-proclaimed emperor of the gangster obviously likes others to brag about his non-existent ancestors. Wouldn't his suggestion be greatly praised?

But what he didn't know was that Comrade Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care. It was absolutely impossible for Zhu Fugui to carve the heads of Zhu Di and Zhu Yousong.

Especially Zhu Yousong, that pig's head is really labor-intensive!

And build a village under these four big heads...

No matter what, I feel a familiar sense of sight.

"Long live Lord!"

At this time, the old eunuch Li, who had been holding a compass and talking about it, suddenly said, "This old servant has carefully calculated that this place is full of flames and winds, and my Ming Dynasty is the virtue of fire. This is a sign of great prosperity! Why don't you use this place?" Name it Fire City or Fire City?"

"no!"

Zhu Fugui almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "I'm an imposing son, how can I be a village chief! And all of them didn't die well!"

"This place is named Xinfeng, which means Xinfengyang. I have made up my mind to compete with the Xinxiang of the Citi Country. It doesn't matter if it's rash or not, let's just do it! I'm so tired!"

Chapter 084 The Dock Doctor

Port Angeles, Pink Mary.

This is a paradise for sailors, this is a cheap gold-selling cave, and this is the only place to spend the night on the pier.

But it was far from dark, and the sun was still high in the sky.

There was already a high-pitched voice coming from inside Pink Mary.

"Oh, Dr. Potter, you are wonderful!"

"Oh, Doctor Potter, you're a man's man!"

"Oh, Doctor Potter, you're more manly than the sailors!"

The sound continued for more than two minutes and 50 seconds, and then stopped abruptly.

A few more minutes later, Potter walked out of the Pink Mary radiantly.

In the room, the beds were messy.

A fat woman counts her fresh twenty cents while getting dressed.

As she counted, she couldn't help but sigh.

The guy who claimed to be a military doctor was actually a down-and-out tramp. Except for a short time, he was indeed a good man.

He said that when he regained his status as a doctor, he would marry himself and go home.

Suzanne thought it would be good to hear such words.

Let's not say whether this guy is sincere, but just talking about his status as a homeless man who never stops, he is not a suitable marriage partner.

But in any case, compared to those rude sailors, this "doctor" Potter is indeed a high-quality client.

At least none of those nasty fetishes.

Having said that, if it wasn't for Henry Moore, a heartless guy who started in chaos and ended up abandoning her, would she be a rich lady in the upper class now?

The fat woman couldn't help but recall the days when she lived in the Plash mining area, and Henry Moore's heartlessness when he left Plash.

……

Walking on the street of the pier, Potter felt that the whole world was so bright.

Ever since I came into contact with the TCM clinic named Baozhitang by accident, my whole life has changed.

Thanks to praise God, and by the way, praise Xiongshi Laofang!

That little blue pill gave me a taste of the joy of being a man for the first time!

Although I couldn't afford the 15-dollar pills, the old doctor of Xiongfengshan was kind.

He allowed himself to exchange his superficial knowledge for this miraculous Xiongshi Laofang!

Now this down-and-out doctor named Potter Tim has become a temporary worker of Baozhitang, responsible for teaching certain operations and anatomy courses.

It must be admitted that even in this era, Western medicine is relatively advanced in terms of anatomy.

It's just that the aseptic concept that has not yet been established, as well as some overly radical surgical techniques, prevent these anatomical knowledge from being transformed into a good technique for treating patients, but often become a killing technique for torturing patients.

In the West, the status of surgeons is very high.

They will collect tickets in their own private castles, or even theaters, and perform operations for the audience.

Doctors who bleed less and patients suffer less will reap fame and treatment fees.

The more bleeding, the more painful the patient screamed, and even the doctor who put the patient to death on the operating table every now and then would reap cheers and ticket money.

In short, there will never be a shortage of patients in the world, and doctors can make a steady profit no matter what.

The enormous prestige and interest led to various radical surgeries being invented.

The doctor's operating table has almost become the torture table of the Inquisition.

Even after the Second World War, such cruel operations against humanity as frontal lobotomy were highly respected.

So much so that Dr. Moniz, the inventor of the operation, won the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1949.

Therefore, the Nobel Prize has not become a joke since the Peace Prize started.

Of course, these bad reputations do not change the fact that Western surgeons are proficient in human anatomy and are good at surgery.

As for human anatomy and surgery, this cannot be learned by relying on "The Barefoot Doctor 1963 Edition".

In this era full of war, surgery must be developed.

Anatomy is an unavoidable front-end technology.

Therefore, under Zhu Fugui's instruction, the highly respected senior Xinglin, the old doctor Xiongfengshan, came forward and exchanged the precious blue pill of Xiong's old Fang for the knowledge in Potter's mind.

Zhu Fugui asked the Ministry of Household Health and Health Committee to search for several Chinese laborers and Yin people who had a background in killing pigs, and received Potter's training.

Of course, the implementation of specific techniques must go through rigorous zoological experiments and be reported to His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty for personal approval.

Although Zhu Fugui is not a doctor, he can at least verify through the Internet which surgeries are reliable and which are not.

As for whether it will kill some genius ideas, it can only be said that compared with the knowledge 160 years later, Zhu Fugui feels that the possibility of direct innovation and breakthrough in the short term is really very small.

In short, Potter was no longer looking for work on the pier, and taught in the back of Baozhi Hall every day.