Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

It is said that only an agricultural society with a large enough scale can use writing technology to record and pass on knowledge as much as possible, including but not limited to practical information.

This led to a more complete division of labor in society and eventually led to the industrial age.

During the invasion and colonization process brought about by the Western Industrial Revolution, nomads were often at a disadvantage.

In the past, agricultural societies were full of fear of nomads. They invaded capriciously due to various reasons such as climate.

In modern times, guns and guns, which are closely linked to industry, have allowed nomads to return to singing and dancing.

Before Cixi's death, she "squeezed out" a Lubin Mansion to house Zhao Chuanxin in a bitterly cold place, but she did not take into account the inland port factor of Lubin Mansion.

Zhao Chuanxian's business here is becoming more and more lively.

Even in the dead of winter, there are still crowds of people outside the Guanwu Bureau.

There are Han people, banner people, and Russians.

There are also sober Russians who don't like to soak in alcohol and numb themselves in the cold weather. These people are very active and can see business opportunities in Lubinfu's series of victories.

The sound of eating potatoes came and went.

Zhao Chuanxin started boiling water.

At this time, Yao Bing's prestige was revealed.

Although it is cold now, there is not much time left until spring, and smart people have already begun to make plans in advance.

Cao Zhengxing cut the potatoes into pieces with a kitchen knife in a leisurely manner, while Zhao Chuanxin emphasized the posture and essentials of cutting the potatoes.

Kudriyas took a bite of the noodles and swallowed them with a few mouthfuls of hissing, ignoring the fact that it burned his mouth.

"Doubao, why don't you go to your master's house and wake him up."

When the water is gone, heat the iron plate, melt the butter, heat it and fry the potato pieces over low heat.

He quietly used Lord Runzhi's greeting and the Old God's Crucible brand.

Kudriyash scratched his head: "I come from the north, I don't know where I come from."

Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.

A group of snot-nosed kids listened and watched attentively. Anything they could do with their hands was far more interesting than studying in the classroom.

Zhao Chuanxin gave them a special small shovel with a wooden handle. The shovel was flipped flexibly. When the potato pieces were browned, he added cumin powder, five-spice powder, pepper powder, chili powder, sugar, vinegar, chopped green onion...

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pot of peeled potatoes: "From now on, potatoes must be peeled at home first."

Yao Bing said: "Kudriyash, you eat first this time."

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes and asked him: "You are celebrating Christmas, right?"

"You guys came quite early."

Yao Bing and a group of other snot-nosed kids couldn't help but feel anxious as they looked at the various people coming in and out of the official goods bureau.

As for whether they would cut off their fingers or something, Zhao Chuanxian didn't even think about it.

"Master, we have been here for a while. The stove for roasting sweet potatoes has been removed, so we have nothing to do." Yao Bing looked at Zhao Chuanxin longingly.

After sharing a circle, the noodles were gone, and Yao Bing just took a sip of the soup.

Among the beasts, the one with priority in sharing food is the leader.

These days, there are so many people missing arms and legs. What does it mean to lose a finger?

Zhao Chuanxin only told the story once, soaked the potato pieces to remove the powder, then boiled them in the pot for a few minutes, took them out and used a strainer to control the water.

"Where are you from?"

This thing has always been attractive to children.

But people may do the opposite. Yao Bing always gives to others first.

But he was destined not to take a second bite.

But no matter what, these people have to go through the official goods bureau to achieve their goals.

Only the bannermen, who occupy the geographical advantage of being near the water and the terraces, still guard the pasture and only want to graze cattle and sheep.

"Why haven't you come yet, Lord Magistrate?"

Zhao Chuanxin brought them several wooden plates and bamboo skewers: "Put them in and eat."

Not to mention the Han people who can always smell meat like wolves.

"Prefect, my name is Kudriyash."

A group of snot-nosed babies began to swallow their saliva wildly.

He is the distributor, and all snot-nosed children obey unconditionally.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the yellow-haired boy: "What is your name?"

It's still early? It's time to have lunch later.

He secretly heated it with the Old God's crucible brand, and the water quickly boiled. Add the soft beef stewed by Nina to the pot, the finished fried bread, the seasoned butter and a packet of powder. The aroma of beef noodles spreads.

Snotlout suddenly became commotion.

Zhao Chuanxin arrived late, yawning.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to find that there was a yellow-haired boy in the team.

"Yes, Lord Prefect, we start celebrating on January 1th, just like New Year's Eve."

"Huh? Why isn't it December 12th?"

"This...is January 1th every year."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned. Doesn’t Christmas in Tsarist Russia and Westerners just happen on the same day?

Immediately I remembered that they believed in Orthodox Christianity, while the West believed in Christianity and Catholicism. Maybe they were really different.

Calculating the time, he happened to go abroad at that time.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was filled with regret.

He likes to join in the fun the most.

He said: "Doubao, if I let you go on stage to sing on Christmas Day, will you lose your temper?"

Before Yao Bing could speak, Kudriyashi volunteered: "Prefect, I can sing."

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at Yao Bing and others at a loss, but Kudriya was in high spirits: "You sing one and I will listen."

Kudriyash cleared his throat, then deliberately spoke in a rough voice, startling the entire audience as soon as he spoke.

Zhao Chuanxin's Russian is not up to par and I can't understand it, but this guy's singing is both skillful and emotional. Even without musical instruments, people can still feel the shock and majesty of the strong national color. momentum.

That is the characteristic of Tsarist Russian opera.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly put on his glasses, and Xingyue Xingyue translated in a timely manner.

Kudryash sang a story called "Rulans and Lyudmila".

It is an opera adapted from Pushkin's work of the same name by the Tsarist Russian composer Mikhail Ivanovich Glinka in the last century.

It is about a soldier named Ruslan who is having a wedding with the princess Lyudmila.

Suddenly a monster appeared, and the officials were at a loss what to do, so the king sent his son-in-law and three other soldiers to team up to rescue the princess.

To save the princess, you need to clear several dungeons. Some of these dungeons are about fighting monsters, and some are all kinds of temptations and bewitchments.

Soldier A was very reckless and always started groups blindly. He fell into the water and died when fighting monsters in the first copy.

Soldier B failed to prevent himself from being addicted. He was lost in female sex and could not get out.

Soldier C was very timid and ran home after being yelled at twice.

Only Prince Consort Rulansi succeeded in pushing down the tower and breaking the crystal, and finally killed the boss in the spring and saved the princess.

However, when the two returned to the castle, the timid soldier C turned out to be an old Yinbi. He hid in the grass, appeared unexpectedly and killed Rulans, and went back to tell the king that he had saved the princess.

Of course there is a small BUG here...

At this time, a great mage appeared, resurrected Ruslan, exposed Soldier B's lies, and everyone ended happily.