Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

This reminded Zhao Chuanxin that in the 18th century, there was a Swiss watch master named Jacques Droz who made a mechanical puppet with an alphabet plate on the back. After adjustment, the puppet could write sentences of up to forty letters.

The puppets he makes can also paint, including a dog, a simple portrait of a human face, and can play musical instruments.

This man also gave Qianlong a puppet that could write Chinese characters with a brush - Eight Directions, Nine Earths to Come to the King.

These eight characters are very Qianlong and very awkward.

"what……"

Zhao Chuanxin is only responsible for designing the drawing layout and does not care about the rest.

Rebecca Levi was surprised: "Why do you say that?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't use the first half of the month and took over all the power. Now he has become Song Xiaolian, a clever woman who cannot make a living without rice.

Before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin said to him: "As I said before, for the public funds for the Hulun Army Preparation Road, just submit a note and you can take it away after the accounting office approves it."

Listening to that number, Bodigrile's heart beat like a drum.

It's hard to imagine that this is a purely mechanical thing. (I really hope there are no abstractionists here who immediately want to mention their ancestors when they see this!)

He really wanted to see what the puppet army in the Cursed Desert in the east looked like.

There were no curtains, and the faint starlight outside filtered through the window. From time to time, horses could be heard snoring, and the smell of horse manure seemed to float in the air.

They were all looted from the intercepting road convoys.

After he left, Zhao Chuanxin called Hu Da: "Send some capable people to ride on horseback to the right bank of the Ergun River to see how many Russians are still there. When the three days are up, hey, let's Just go over there and chase them away.”

Zhao Chuanxin took out the drawings, looked at them, and ordered: "Organize people to buy fire bricks and pull sand. I want to pave several streets from the front of the government office, leading directly to the training ground, barracks, courts, trading markets, and paving roads leading to Manchuria." -The road to Zhouli."

He thought beautifully.

In a few days at most, things will become finalized, and it won't be too late to take advantage of it.

He was a bit straight-headed and asked: "Prefect, how do you want to arrange for us?"

When Huang Shifu heard it, it made sense.

Do you want to divide it?

The corner of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth rose.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said, "I feel like I'm about to turn into a zombie."

These prairie men, riding on horseback, are more orderly than the queue standing on the ground.

[Wearing a cloak and a veil, she hurried past us. No one can guess what this sanctimonious female monk from Hongdao wants to do when she comes to curse the desert. 】

Several offices and barracks were built at the same time. Fortunately, there were enough workers.

Zhao Chuanxin went to take a look in front of the courtyard wall and saw a crowd of people looking eagerly at the busy construction site.

Because Bodigrile was on duty, he was also there. His eyes were shining and he asked: "Prefect, who owns those cultivated lands?"

Yao Jia was stunned when she heard this: "Have you decided on Huang Shifu's idea to empty the troops and make Song Xiaolian the bare commander?"

"Because I feel like part of my body is stiffening."

Bodigrile was overjoyed: "Oh, that's a great feeling!"

The sound was so loud that the horses started to stir slightly.

Zhao Chuanxin is strong and capable, and can bring them endless benefits. If they don't follow Zhao Chuanxin, what are they thinking about?

Instead of following the wolves to eat meat, why not follow the sheep to eat grass?

Huang Shifu added: "Zhao passed away the Russian people and freed up a large area of ​​mature land. I think..."

Even a country cannot always be a family, let alone a mine.

"Today we are going to drive away the Russian people, demarcate the borders, and redefine Obo. Are you afraid?"

The only advantage of mining areas such as Zhalai-nuoer is that they are close enough to Manzhouli that coal can be delivered by driving camels and carts, and there are enough livestock to pull the carts, so they can make quick money.

Zhao Chuanxin thought it was a fake before, until he saw the real thing in the Palace Museum...

[We found a hotel to stay and eat, which almost used up my last few gold coins. We must leave tomorrow. 】

"Not afraid!"

"Remember, your master raised you by robbing Maozi." Yao Jia gave the snacks to Yao Bing.

He is now unable to dispatch the five-wing general manager, which was unimaginable before.

Hu Er hugged Yao Bing together.

Uh...

[I asked the craftsman: What about you? Can you do it? 】

This may be the benefit of having a strong name, which can save you wasting your breath. Just like an academic degree, it can be used as a stepping stone.

On behalf of the Qing court, Song Xiaolian wanted to reform and appoint Han officials on a large scale and deprive the five-wing general manager of his power. But Zhao Chuanxin did the opposite.

No one is stupid.

it's time,

Zhang Shouzeng and Yao Jia both followed.

"Don't think too much. The mine doesn't belong to you. You only have the contracting right to issue tickets. If you don't do well, just replace it."

Even if you wash it, it will be in vain.

It was very hot in the room today, so she wore less clothes.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that they are crowded into a shabby office at this time. Everyone wants to live in a spacious office to work.

it's time,

"Then it depends on you." Zhao Chuanxin said: "As a teacher, I can't always buy you snacks. If you give out more, you will eat less for a few days. If you give out less, you will eat more. sky."

[The craftsman shakes his head: Craftsmen are divided into three levels and nine levels, with one level and one threshold. I am only at the peak of the first level, which is level three. Only by understanding the order of basic seal-carving rune fragments can one advance to the second level, usually making some weapons and armor inlaid with gems. Craftsmen who can make puppets must be at least the third level, starting from the seventh level. The craftsmen who can make puppet warriors for the Desert Emperor are all ninth-level craftsmen. In his lifetime, every ninth-level craftsman could not make three puppet warriors. Legend has it that there was a craftsman who could seize the fortune of heaven and earth. He imitated the old gods and made a glove that could gather sand into a tower and shape the earth! That kind of craftsman, we call a master craftsman, can no longer be captured by common sense. 】

If he sets up a Bureau of Reclamation here, then the Bureau of Reclamation, which has a military base, will be abandoned. It is not cost-effective to allocate money to them every year for expenses.

Huang Shifu has not yet made a fortune.

Zhao Chuanxin closed the book.

[The craftsman said: Whether it is an ugly gray butterfly, a beautiful white butterfly, or a mysterious black butterfly, their fate is just to flap their wings. 】

Zhao Chuanxin must give them some sweetness, not just squeeze them, but this sweetness cannot be enough to breed their ambitions.

When you bend over, your chest is wide open.

Song Xiaolian thought of Wu Sadi, shook his head and said: "There is no hurry. At this time, the Russian people have not left completely. I heard that Zhang Shouzeng is negotiating with Wu Sadi. If there is any disharmony, if we go to take over the land, wouldn't we offend Russia?" ?”

Along the way, people from various departments joined the team from time to time. By the time they reached the Hailar River, the five-wing general manager had already gathered together.

Yao Bing seemed to understand: "When I grew up, I also robbed Maozi of his money to buy snacks."

The mining equipment is advanced or not.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips vaguely.

[The caravan leader wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and the leather lining of his flat-bottomed straw hat, and fanned his gauze jacket to remove sweat. He looked down at the female monk, and suddenly said arrogantly: I recognize you, you are from the Red Island, damn double-lidded Red Island barbarian, you are not wandering in the evil sea of ​​widows, why did you come here to curse the desert? Haha the cursed desert will make you damn barbarians die of dehydration, go back to the Sea of ​​Widows. 】