Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi walked out of Changsun Wuji's mansion and wandered to the Salesian Hall without riding a horse. He saw some vendors on the way and bought some snacks.

"You're good at glutinous rice ribs. With your skills, why don't you go to Baoli Building to apply for a job as a cook?"

The vendor smiled sincerely: "The officials were joking, I know how to make this dim sum. My ancestors fled from the south of the Yangtze River, so it was passed down. Now it's just a hand-to-mouth existence."

"What should I do if you don't come out of the stall if I want to eat in the future? And the hygiene is not easy to monitor." Yuchi Baoqi picked up a piece of glutinous rice ribs in the steamer.

The hawker was anxious: "Sir! My own children can eat what I eat here, and I won't do such unscrupulous things!"

The hawker said and pricked a piece with a skewer and handed it to his little son who was helping to shout. The little boy ate it with gusto.

Yuchi Baoqi quickly finished scanning a drawer of ribs, took out the money and handed it to the hawker, who reached out to take it.

"Look, your hands have passed the money, isn't it dirty?"

The hawker was not angry: "Master, my ribs have been processed all morning. They only need to be steamed. How can they become dirty if I don't touch them?"

This hawker was very capable in his work, and he was not angry at himself when he repeatedly made things difficult for him. Instead, he was angry at being questioned about his unhygienic behavior.

Yuchi Baoqi took out a notebook from his arms to write and draw, and handed it to the vendor.

"If you want to open a small business like this, where guests can have a place to sit, and where they can't get wet on rainy days, just go to the steward of Baoli Trading Company. It doesn't matter which one is the steward."

The hawker was illiterate and just held the note in his hand that Yuchi Baoqi had just given him.

Yuchi Baoqi also packed two portions of glutinous rice ribs. When he walked into the Salesian Hall, he heard the sound of Li Chengqian and the children reading aloud.

"Hey, you guys are quite hardworking!"

The little dumplings all know that Yuchi Baoqi is a kind brother who helps the Salesian Church, just like Master Li. They ran to Yuchi Baoqi unscrupulously and climbed onto his lap.

Li Chengqian walked over and took the two paper bags from Yuchi Baoqi's hand. Yuchi Baoqi finally freed up his hands to pick up the two milk dumplings and swung them around to play with them.

Yuchi Baoqi had a good time, and he lay down on the ground regardless of whether it was dirty or not. The little dumplings jumped on him and tickled him.

"Surrender! Brother, give you some sweets! Let go!"

In the end, Yuchi Baoqi used a bag of white rabbit milk candies and a bag of fruit hard candies to finally escape from the clutches of these little cuties.

Li Chengqian asked the children to eat slowly and be careful of choking. The whole person looks like a handsome young man who is pleasing to the eye and as gentle as jade.

Yuchi Baoqi and Li Chengqian sat down not far away, opened the oil paper bag and told Li Chengqian to try it.

"I just bought it, it tastes very good! Eat it while it's hot. Amelia Su isn't here today?"

Li Chengqian looked at Su Waner behind Yuchi Baoqi and almost choked him to death with a mouthful of ribs.

"Ahem, cough, cough, master Su and I divide the teaching work. I teach reading and she teaches calligraphy. Isn't this what happened?"

Yuchi Baoqi looked back and saw that the person who was talking behind his back was caught directly by the real owner, which was a little embarrassing.

"The British Lord is looking for me?"

Yuchi Baoqi waved his hand: "Just asking, why don't you come over and see how the repairs are going."

Seeing that he couldn't expose Li Chengqian here and talk about right and wrong, Yuchi Baoqi quickly made up a reason and ran away.

Li Chengqian watched Yuchi Baoqi flee, and then looked at Su Waner: "The British Duke seems to be very afraid of you?"

Su Waner narrowed her eyes: "Why does he always stare at the Salesian Hall?"

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Yuchi Baoqi and Li Chengqian's observation ended today, and they were finally not exposed.

As soon as I left the Salesian Hall, I was stopped by someone from Zhuangzi: "Master! It's done! The engineering department said it's done!"

Yuchi Baoqi also became excited: "Why are you here? Take me to Zhuangzi!"

The man just pointed to a horse on the street and wanted to say that he came on horseback, or they could share a ride back to Zhuangzi. Yuchi Baoqi took a long stride, got on his horse and walked away, leaving the man standing alone.

We quickly arrived at the engineering department. A large number of engineers surrounded the huge machine. The wheels alone were as tall as two people.

"Can this diesel oil be replaced with soybean oil? The production is complete, but there is no diesel oil. What should I do?"

"How about trying lard?"

The engineers were discussing in a flurry. When they saw Yuchi Baoqi trotting over, they felt they had seen the backbone and hurried forward to greet him.

"Did it really happen? It's really cool!"

Yuchi Baoqi looked at the rows of rotary cultivators, tractors, seeders, rice transplanters, and combine harvesters in the workshop, which simply ignited his passion for farming.

"Damn it, why hasn't Changsun Chong arrived yet? This railway needs to be built to the Tubo side as soon as possible. I'm really anxious!"

Yuchi Baoqi asked the system that he already had distillation technology and the distillation plant was open. Could he exchange it for some diesel?

"Robbing Young Master?! Why don't you grab one hundred thousand a liter?"

System: Rob? How can you grab it as quickly as I can?

Yuchi Baoqi was a little confused. Did he hear this conversation somewhere?

Yuchi Baoqi walked out of the workshop, found a nook and replaced two barrels of fifty liters of diesel, and asked someone to move it to the workshop.

"This is diesel, and it smells really good."

The engineers on the side also sniffed, and they didn't blame them. After all, diesel contains aromatic hydrocarbons, which does smell very good.

Yuchi Baoqi used the funnel to refuel the tractor, added five liters and tried to start the fire until the crank handle produced sparks, and finally started the fire.

Under the shocked eyes of the engineers, Yuchi Baoqi drove the tractor to Chang'an City. The diesel tractor emitting black smoke was the focus of the world.

"The stronger the ignition handle, the more powerful the crankshaft is. The vibration of the tractor makes me unable to extricate myself. Mr. Tractor, the black smoke of the diesel engine makes me different. Driving the tractor feels like I am practicing martial arts! skr!"

The guards at the Zhuque Gate in Chang'an City surrendered directly, shouting that a monster has entered the city, run away!

"Captain, I'm really not telling a lie. We all saw it. The monster was spitting out black smoke, making a hollow sound, and it was moving very fast! Run quickly, Captain!"

Cheng Chuliang listened to the city guard's report and felt in his heart that this monster was probably related to Xiaobao. Didn't he hear from his father a few days ago that Yuchi Xiaobao had brought out a black dragon and could reach Luoyang in half a day?

Yuchi Baoqi deliberately drove slowly and slowly entered Chang'an City, waving to the guests in the teahouse and restaurant nearby.

"Mr. British! What good thing have you made again? We in Chang'an City need to open our eyes first!"

Yuchi Baoqi just enjoyed the attention of everyone. When he saw Cheng Chuliang not far away, he quickly accelerated his tractor and drove over.

"Brother Chu Liang, what do you think? Is my tractor a cow?"

Cheng Chuliang gave a thumbs up: "Damn it, what is this dewaxing machine used for? Is it the same as the train from the past few days?"

Yuchi Baoqi stopped the tractor, patted the seat on the side and motioned for Cheng Chuliang to sit on it.

"This tractor is a farm tool, used for farming. It pulls grain and can pump water with a water pump. It can also harvest grain with the addition of a blade. It has many uses."

Cheng Chuliang's eyes lit up. This thing is a good thing: "Does this also boil water like a train?"

Yuchi Baoqi started the tractor, but because the tractor was too noisy, he had to shout loudly: "It burns oil! Oil will be shipped from the Western Regions soon. By then, large-scale production and farming will allow one person to cultivate and plant more." Lots of land!”

Cheng Chuliang entered the palace with Yuchi Baoqi on a tractor. Li Shimin had already heard the noise and came to greet him. It was time for the next court session. The ministers looked at the tractor and marveled.