Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

At the entrance to the bus, there is also a sign: Ride in a civilized manner, do not insult Chinese people, there will be consequences at your own risk.

Some people are still afraid of the soul ring carriage.

Take advantage of the bad luck!

Zhao Chuanxin, Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing were on this carriage.

Zhao Chuanxin always wears a top hat, which is very rare and low-key.

Not for anything else, just because he has an additional apprentice.

Yao Bing was stepping on the leather seat, pouting on the small table and reading with Rebecca Levi.

"This is your name, Yao Bing's Bing." Rebecca Levi taught carefully.

She is not stupid, but she is definitely not a stunningly talented person.

It’s just that people are more stubborn and hardworking.

Especially in the recent period, I have been learning Chinese like crazy when I am stimulated, and I have made rapid progress.

Yao Bing nodded and moved his fingers: "Yao Bing's, Yao's."

"It's ice!" Rebecca Levy emphasized.

Yao Bing suddenly put his seal of general on the word "ice".

Looking at the dumbfounded Rebecca Levi, she laughed.

Rebecca Levi was helpless: "He refused to study hard."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Don't worry, you should have fun at your age."

This apprentice does not put emphasis on literature, but rather on martial arts.

When Yao Bing heard this, he became even more proud. He took out a string of his own seals and "tethered" a bunch of small animals to the paper.

Rebecca Levi had to read and study by herself.

However, whenever Zhao Chuanxin was around, she would secretly look at him every once in a while.

Zhao Chuanxin had looked away a few times before, but this time Rebecca Levi looked up and found Zhao Chuanxin staring straight at her.

She felt guilty and quickly pretended to have something to say. If she had nothing to say, she would find something to say: "When we got to Lubin Mansion, I was still making lobster sandwiches in the dining car to make money."

In New York, she was just making sandwiches and selling them at first. Later, she gradually learned how to recruit investors and join the business, making more and more money and becoming a regional manager.

Because she had a backer, no one made trouble for her, which allowed her stubborn character to come into full play, which really made her gain.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I have an errand to give you."

"What?" Rebecca Levi was curious, her eyes bright.

She really wanted to be able to help Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were bright: "Lubin Mansion is opening an additional accounting office, and I want you to be the head office of the accounting office."

"Ah..." Rebecca Levi was taken aback.

First, at this time, women's rights had just emerged around the world, and women's status was still not taken seriously. What's more, in the Qing Dynasty, it was not known that women could serve as officials.

Second, she is a foreigner, but she wants to be an official in China.

Third, the accounting office needs to handle taxes, which is very important to Lubin Mansion.

"I, I can't do it..." Rebecca Levi wanted to help, but she didn't dare to take the job.

"You have to succeed. I want you not to lose a big penny or make a slight difference. Can you do it?" Zhao Chuanxin said firmly.

When Rebecca Levi heard what he said, she bit her lip and nodded heavily: "I can do it."

It's not that she wants to do it, it's not that she can do it, it's that Zhao Chuanxin needs her to do it.

However, she asked worriedly: "What if a bigger official doesn't allow it?"

After all, there is no precedent.

"Haha, I have the right to autonomy." Zhao Chuanxin grinned. "I have the final say in everything!"

Just these three words, he can play tricks on them.

Rebecca Levy feels that autonomy is not understood in this way, right? Autonomy doesn’t mean arbitrariness, right?

But she knew about Zhao Chuanxin.

It is estimated that anyone who dares to say no will be beaten to death by him.

If you think of this, then do it.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped discussing the matter and took out the "Old God Code".

[After sailing for several days, the days on the ship were boring. 】

[Today, I came to the deck. 】

[Suddenly I saw gray-white things floating on the sea, densely packed and countless. 】

[I fished out one out of curiosity. It should be the peeled skin of some kind of creature. It was longer than a palm, and its texture was like soaked paper, gray-white. 】

[I asked the craftsman: What is this? 】

[The craftsman had extensive knowledge and explained to me: This is sea paper, the peeled skin of some kind of creature. It is a very interesting thing. The ancients used it to write. You open it and there's an ink sac inside. Dry the paper in the sun, cut it, and write with a pen dipped in an ink sac. The writing will not fall off due to blisters. The most amazing thing is that other inks and colors cannot be used to write on sea paper. 】

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved and he sent the thing over.

Although sea paper has been soaked in the sea, it will not rot, and the texture is indeed paper-like to the touch.

He first took out the ink sac wrapped in translucent mucous membrane, flicked his fingers, and the moisture in the sea paper evaporated.

Cut the cylindrical paper into pieces with a knife, pour the dark ink from the ink sac into the fused quartz glass test tube, dip the fountain pen in the ink, and write.

The ink does not bleed, is dark and deep, bright and textured, and dries quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised. He rubbed the handwriting with his thumb, and it had a slightly raised texture.

He thought of something and quickly looked at the test tube.

Sure enough, the ink taken out of the ink sac had solidified slightly on the surface of the test tube.

If it is not sealed, it may become solid quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly cleaned the tip of the fountain pen, otherwise it would be blocked by this thing.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes flickered, he closed the "Old God Codex" and looked out the window intently.

It will take some time to get to Fengtian.

He needs to transfer to the South Manchuria Railway in Fengtian, go to Changchun Prefecture, and then transfer to the China Eastern Railway to reach Lubin Prefecture.

While there was still some time, Zhao Chuanxin took out another notebook, put it on the table and opened it.

Rebecca Levi peeked secretly and saw that the notebook was densely packed with various pictures in addition to words.

Behind the item of the Bureau of Officials and Goods, there are straw votes, fish votes, wood votes, mine votes, salt votes, relief votes... Zhao Chuanxin put a "√" behind this column.

Rebecca Levy was curious, but afraid to ask.

I don't know how serious it is.

However, she understood that although Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry to take office, he had made a lot of preparations in private.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly encouraged himself, just waiting to show off to the Qing court.

The train finally arrived in Fengtian.

Zhao Chuanxin found a hotel near the train station and booked a room to rest.

The reason why it is a room is because we have to take a bus soon.

Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing were playing by the bed, while Zhao Chuanxin sat at the table by the window, with the window open and the "Old God Code" opened.

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I took the crew to salvage sea paper, a lot of sea paper. 】

He sent the salvaged sea paper over, evaporated the water, picked out the ink sacs, and stored them in the space.

The table was covered with precipitated salt.

It doesn't matter if the outer shell of the ink sac is dry, the ink inside will not dry.

This ink looks like melted plastic.