Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

[We are waiting for the ragged old beggar who begs in the slums all day long. 】

[Only Dudu has no doubts about the reliability of what she exchanged for her hard-earned stolen goods. 】

[I asked Dudu: How do you know that the water in that puddle of stone is not poisonous? 】

[Dudu’s furry and chubby face was raised high, and he said angrily to our doubts: I just know! Only those who do not forcefully attach value to objects in their hearts can exchange things from the stolen goods. All things are equal, and all things themselves are worthless. So every time I exchange something and the thing I take out is given a value, the balance in my mind tilts and I can no longer lift weights. It takes me a few days to recover. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was thoughtful.

Dudu could lift a huge weight before going to the den of stolen goods, but after he came out, he couldn't even lift a stone.

It's just that what she said was too mysterious.

[At noon, when the sun over Rune City became so hot that it was difficult to see clearly the plaque with large characters 2 black dragon horns high on the Pioneer Partner Haven, the old beggar came belatedly. 】

[The old beggar limped in as usual. 】

[The old beggar’s tall and wide apple muscles twitched, and the deep lines on his forehead were squeezed together. He stretched out his hands as thick as clam shells: Okay, it’s time to give me the remaining money. 】

【I:……】

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly wrote:

[I asked: Have you ever felt unwell these days? Like abdominal pain? 】

[The old beggar shook his head and said firmly: Fearless Pioneer, there is nothing wrong with my body. There is only one thing that is surprising. You know that when I was young, I liked to drink the fragrant violet wine sold in the Brilliant Oasis. I was once rich, and the value of this wine is no less than 1 silver coin per 10 balls of sand. I missed the taste of the past, so I spent all the money you gave me to buy wine, but no matter how much I drank, I would never get drunk. Instead, every time I drank, I smelled strongly of wine, and it seemed that the wine I drank seeped from my pores. Out. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was somewhat excited.

His poison resistance has always been his weakness.

[I handed the remaining money to the old beggar. 】

[Before leaving, the old beggar said solemnly: Fearless Pioneer, if you have similar good things in the future, you must think of me. You must know that I am a very trustworthy man like you. 】

[I sent the old beggar away dumbfounded. 】

Zhao Chuanxin immediately took out the water from the stone, held the test tube in front of him and looked at it. After a moment of hesitation, he said cruelly: "Take one cup every day and secretly become stronger!"

After saying that, "Gudong", he drank it all in one gulp.

Sure enough, there was no reaction after drinking it. It was no different from drinking a glass of well water pressed from a deep well dug in the yard of the Government Commodity Bureau.

At the same time, "I" also drank the other half of the stone water.

[In the afternoon, I asked the craftsmen to go to the bookstore as usual and buy books with 20% of yesterday’s turnover. 】

[The Pioneer Partner Haven had to expand a room to accommodate a large number of books. The room became a huge library, and half of the bookshelves were filled. 】

Zhao Chuanxin teleported the black puppet craftsman and Xingyue over, read through the newly purchased books on Rune City, and closed the "Code of the Old Gods" after finishing his share of physical strength today.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin went to the government office early for work.

When he arrived outside the government office, he saw Cui Fenghua clasping her hands in her sleeves, her shoulders hunched and her back looking extremely wretched.

He wore a strange hat with a pointed peak, a melon-skin shape, and was made entirely of felt with a fire-shaped pattern on the front. The ear protection was made of otter skin, and the ear protection straps hung down to his chest, fluttering in the wind.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin from afar, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Good morning, sir."

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated and asked, "Where did the hat come from?"

Cui Fenghua was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered and he said, "I bought it with money."

"Where did you sleep last night?"

"I, I, I sleep right here..."

It was obvious that Cui Fenghua didn't mean what he said.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed dryly, said nothing, and entered the government office with his hands behind his back.

Cui Fenghua followed closely behind.

When he arrived at the government office, Cui Fenghua found that the public officials who had arrived looked at him in surprise.

Cui Fenghua asked Yang Sang'a: "What, is there something wrong with me?"

Yang Sang'a coughed, shook his head and said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

Cui Fenghua knew only a few people, so she scratched her head and didn't know why.

When they arrived at Zhao Chuanxin's office, Cui Fenghua couldn't help but said, "Sir, is the hat I'm wearing wrong?"

Zhao Chuanxin lit up the cigarette and grinned: "The hat you are wearing is called a Tolchik hat. There are two types. The one worn by men has a money pattern on the front, the one worn by women has a fire pattern, and the one worn by women has long ear protection straps. , the longest one can float to the waist. Men wear domes, and women wear spires."

Cui Fenghua lowered her head to look at the long ear protection straps on her hat, took off her hat and looked at the peak again, her old face couldn't help but blush.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at him and said: "Xiao Cui, I'm not telling you. In the future, when working in the government office, you must pay more attention to image and reputation. The otter skin of this hat is badly worn, soft and has lost its shape, and it is bulging. Yeah, you can tell it’s an old hat by looking at it. Did you go shopping for a second-hand item?”

"This..." Cui Fenghua hesitated.

The northern grasslands are cold and windy, but the grassland women who were born in a bitterly cold land have a hot temperament and are informal.

Zhao Chuanxin guessed something.

Cui Fenghua, the old man behind the wheel, might have done nothing good last night.

The style of his hat was obviously worn by a married woman.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and slapped Cui Fenghua on the back: "Straighten your back for me from now on. Look at me, I'm short and ugly, and I don't have any rare flesh on my body. But with my tall figure, this My beautiful character and gentle temperament are destined to make me stand out among the crowd, even if Pan An was alive in front of me, he would be overwhelmed. This is called aura. You must be the same."

Cui Fenghua looked at Zhao Chuanxin, who was wearing a gray Detroit jacket made of coarse fabric but with a black lapel. Inside is a blue and brown striped shirt, crisp and smooth. The pants are black and he wears a pair of tan round-toed boots.

At first glance, it doesn't look like the clothes of a rich man, but he is tall, has sharp edges on his face, and his hair and forehead are blown up by the wind. He looks very handsome, and the clothes made of seemingly cheap materials look so energetic on him. .

Cui Fenghua looked down at her greasy robe again: "..."

You don't have to use curse words when you're swearing, right?

Zhao Chuanxin walked around Cui Fenghua and secretly asked Xingyue to measure him.

Then he said to Cui Fenghua: "Let's go, I will take you to each ministry to identify people."

Go to the accounting office first.

Zhao Chuanxin first introduced Cui Fenghua to Rebecca Levi: "His name is Cui Fenghua, and he will be my secretary from now on. Xiao Cui, this is the general office of the accounting office, Rebecca Levi, the general office of Levi."

Cui Fenghua was surprised when she saw that a foreign woman had become the general manager.

It is not uncommon for foreigners to serve as officials in the Qing Dynasty. For example, almost all customs officials were foreigners.

There was even a time when the British wanted to return the customs to Cixi, but Cixi did not agree.

Because we know what kind of corruption the Chinese people will become if they control the customs.