The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Under Zhao Chuanxin's control, the must-have needle on the table began to spin, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, and rotated flexibly, without being affected by inertia and friction.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "What's the use of this?"

Xingyue answered: "Originally, there was another material in the answer stone, connecting the soul storage stone ring and the must-have needle, which was the key to giving the direction of the answer. Unfortunately, it was refined by the universal furnace."

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xingyue: "Is the must-have needle strong?"

"Not strong, and it is easy to wear."

Xingyue's answer made Zhao Chuanxin give up the idea of ​​installing it on the cruise missile.

There is only one must-have needle, and it is a pity to use it as a consumable.

He took out a heavy arrow from the secret space and gestured with the must-have needle on the arrow.

Xingyue immediately gave the effect of the must-have needle after the arrow turned when the heavy arrow was shot by him with a war bow.

Zhao Chuanxin was amused.

The must-have needle can forcibly reverse the direction of the arrow, but the heavy arrow continues to move forward due to inertia, so there is no turning effect, and even loses its lethality. At most, it can be regarded as a stick that can whip people.

He rubbed his temple with the arrowhead of the heavy arrow, and pondered with Xingyue.

Xingyue gave a picture - a heavy arrow and a cruise missile flying at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin had an idea: "Add propellant gunpowder to the tail of the arrow."

But in this way, the arrow cannot be shot out, and the kinetic energy cannot be applied by the war bow, and the initial speed is very slow.

Zhao Chuanxin gestured in the void, and Xingyue redesigned the idea of ​​loading propellant gunpowder at the arrowhead of the heavy arrow.

In this way, the turning problem was solved.

But a new problem arose. The heavy arrow with a propellant was too heavy, and the range might be insufficient. And after the propellant fuel was exhausted, how to recover it?

Xingyue suggested: "Install the Order Rune Fragment."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "That will make it heavier."

Xingyue said again: "Install the Anti-Force Rune Fragment."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Install the Anti-Force Rune Fragment to ignore gravity. In theory, as long as the air resistance does not offset the kinetic energy of the arrow, the arrow can fly out of the atmosphere.

Zhao Chuanxin raised a new question: "The arrow flies too far, how can we control it if we can't see it?"

Xingyue said: "Install the Central Control Rune Fragment and the Micro True Vision Crystal."

"If it encounters a solid object, won't the Musta Needle be destroyed along with it?"

Xingyue said: "Install the Musta Needle at the front end of the arrow shaft, separate the arrow shaft from the arrowhead, and divide the arrowhead into two parts. The front end is equipped with the Light Blade Rune Fragment to break the armor, and the rear end is the thruster."

The more complex their design, the more new problems will come.

The arrow shaft needs to be made of lighter materials and be hollow to offset the disadvantages of installing so many parts.

But when Xingyue gave a concept map and simulated the appearance of the arrow against the enemy, Zhao Chuanxin was still tempted.

Although there is a lack of suitable arrow shaft materials, order rune fragments, reaction rune fragments, gems, and propellants better than oil root gunpowder... Well, with this calculation, there is nothing to be desired.

So, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the concept map and named the flying arrow that would be released at an unknown time - extreme poverty.

At this time, the sky was already bright.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the divine consciousness tablet on the table and asked Xingyue: "How to use it? Do you know?"

Xingyue said: "Put it in the center of your forehead."

Zhao Chuanxin did as he was told.

It is said that fish, amphibians, reptiles, birds, and mammals originally had a third eye, but it degenerated a long, long time ago.

It became a gland there.

When Zhao Chuanxin put the divine consciousness tablet on his forehead, his eyes were open.

But the information he "saw" was definitely not what he saw with his two eyes.

He saw a tree.

Isn't this a brilliant star?

Information trickled through his mind like a stream of water. It was not text or pictures, but Zhao Chuanxin knew what the information was and could visualize it.

The Divine Sense Book talked about how to manipulate the Brilliant Star, as well as information about the origin and characteristics of the Brilliant Star.

The information showed that the Brilliant Star was produced in the Divided Land, where dangers were lurking everywhere. The Brilliant Star evolved the Golden Bell Cover to protect itself.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of the strength of the Golden Bell Cover, which was bulletproof, and thought to himself, how dangerous the Divided Land must be?

He took off the Divine Sense Book and asked Xingyue: "Can you use the Divine Sense Book?"

Xingyue answered in an old lady's voice: "No."

Xingyue could instantly grasp the runes without any hindrance, but could not read the Divine Sense Book.

Zhao Chuanxin told Xingyue the contents of the Divine Sense Book and said: "Why does the No. 93 Void Realm Striker have the method of manipulating the Brilliant Star? It is hard not to doubt the motives of the Haishi Void Realm."

Xingyue did not speak.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "Do you know the Broken Land?"

This time Xingyue said: "The Broken Land is a legend. Legend has it that there was only one piece of land on this planet. The left side was the battlefield of the War of the Gods, and the right side was a desert burned by the flames of the Sun God. The old god Earth Spirit was worried that the entire land would be destroyed, so he split the land into three pieces. The right side is the Cursed Desert, the middle is Middle-earth, and the leftmost piece is the Broken Land, the battlefield of the War of the Gods. There are endless gemstone mines and precious materials in the Broken Land, but the Broken Land is hidden deep in the turbulent sea, 180,000 miles away from Middle-earth, and surrounded by powerful monsters polluted by the War of the Gods. Even the strongest birdman cannot fly over it..."

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue chatted for a while, and were about to stick the Divine Consciousness Tablet on his forehead again.

Upon seeing this, Xingyue reminded: "There are miniature energy gems hidden in the Jane of Divine Consciousness, and their use time is limited. If the energy is exhausted, the Jane of Divine Consciousness will be destroyed."

Zhao Chuanxin became serious when he heard this, returned to the recliner, and put the slip of divine consciousness on his forehead.

The black puppet craftsmen and puppet slaves rushed out the chili pepper uniform designed by Zhao Chuanxin.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Time passes slowly.

The slip of consciousness attached to Zhao Chuanxin's forehead made a small "click" sound and then shattered.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and looked at the fragments in his hand, feeling a little pity.

This thing is amazing. It stores a huge amount of information and is easy to browse. It gives people the illusion that it is easy to acquire knowledge.

The first time he browsed it, Zhao Chuanxin thought he had remembered it all. However, when he was talking to Xingyue, he found that his mind was blurry, so he browsed it carefully several times.

The most convenient thing about this thing is that when Zhao Chuanxin browses its content, he can switch to the page he wants to find at any time, unlike paper books and electronic materials that need to be searched through catalog classification.

So reading efficiency is high.

Zhao Chuanxin memorized the contents of this Book of Divine Sense.

At this time, Xingyue told him: "While you were reading, Pablo came to the White House Tavern and asked you to follow them to suppress the bandits. Justino, Miguel Esteban and Agure... Ida was taken away. Agure Ida didn't find you and left you a note. I didn't interrupt you because you were concentrating on reading."

Zhao Chuanxin is not in a hurry.

It's more important to sleep now.

…

Emiliano Zapata was a mestizo.

His parents were both farmers. Originally, the family owned a small amount of real estate and could barely make ends meet.

He lives in Anequielgo, in the state of Morelos, adjacent to Puebla.

As adults, Anequielgo's landowners, like other landowners, plundered land and forcibly expanded sugar cane plantations for profit.

Emiliano Zapata's family already had many people and little land, so they had to allocate their people to work as tenant farmers for the landlord.

Their family, like other farmers, faces the possibility of becoming hired laborers, refugees, or...rebellion!

It happened that someone in Morelos revolted and attacked the large estates, under the guise of taking back the land that belonged to the farmers. Emiliano Zapata joined them without saying a word.

Díaz's rural mounted patrol began to pursue them.

During this process, the original leader of the rebel army was shot dead by a mounted patrol policeman, and everyone elected Emiliano Zapata as their leader.

They were being chased by the rural patrol like a lost dog, and they were at the end of their rope.

Someone suggested: "Let's go to the constitutionalists."

Emiliano Zapata shook his head: "They will compromise and hand us over."

Someone said: "Let's escape separately. I hope they can't catch up with so many of us."

Emiliano Zapata continued to shake his head: "Then what we have done before will be burned and it will be meaningless."

These farmers became impatient: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Emiliano Zapata had just taken over and lacked prestige.

He held his big-brimmed hat with his left hand and pulled the armed belt on his chest with his right hand, saying: "Let's go to the road of God, to the valley of the Puebla mountains."

Someone exclaimed: "What? That's where bandits hang out. We..."

Emiliano Zapata looked at the gray-faced, disheveled peasants holding various weapons around him, and laughed: "Bandits? Don't you think you are not regarded as bandits now?"

Everyone was stunned and laughed out loud.

Isn't it true that the Rural Patrol is hunting them down in the name of "bandits" and "rebels"?

After laughing, everyone fell silent again.

Full of fear of the unknown future.

Seeing this, Emiliano Zapata boosted morale and said: "Don't be afraid, there are farmers everywhere who are longing for land and freedom, just like you and me. Díaz's outrage has caused outrage among the Constitutionalists and the Villans. Begin to oppose him, and the tide of struggle is getting higher and higher. Along the way, we will not be lonely, and we will have the support of farmers along the way..."

…

Zhao Chuanxin woke up and went back to Lubin Mansion to work.

When I was riding a camel to the government office, I ran into my apprentice Yao Bing, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

Yao Bing led a group of friends and walked away with a slumped head.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "What's going on?"

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, Yao Bing's eyes lit up: "Master, my property was taken away by my father and the others."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Take it away, just take it away. You must not be promising at a young age, otherwise you will become a great person in the future. How tiring it will be."

Yao Bing: "..."

His playmate Arsu is not very smart.

He raised his round face and said, "Sir, some people say you are not a good person."

Yao Bing was a little anxious.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

But Zhao Chuanxin nodded, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said, "This person still understands me quite well."

Arsu: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Today, February 2, the dragon raises its head, you will all go to the government office later, and my teacher will shave your heads."

After Zhao Chuanxin rode his camel away, Arsu took off his eagle crown, scratched his shiny forehead, and asked doubtfully: "Yao Bing, why aren't you angry, sir?"

Yao Bing slapped him on the back of the head: "Don't say such words that are not conducive to unity in the future!"

Yao Bing played for a while and took his friends to the Lubinfu Yamen.

Cui Fenghua told them to wait on the bench at the end of the corridor.

This is a bench specially built by Lubinfu for the officials who come to the government office to do business.

The bench has a backrest, and each row can seat six people. The legs of the chair cannot be moved.

The solid wood bench has been sat on and is shiny and greasy. It has been covered with starch in a short time.

It can be seen that Lubinfu is still very busy every day.

A group of children sat restlessly, twisting left and right as if they had lice on their bodies.

Of course, maybe they really have lice on their bodies...

When Zhao Chuanxin finished his official business and came out, he waved his hand: "Let's go to the bathhouse."

Ma Budai hesitated after hearing this: "Sir, we don't have money to enter the bathhouse, we need tickets."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were all shiny and their clothes were ironed, and waved his hand: "This official will treat you."

"Oh!" A group of snotty kids jumped up.

As long as they don't pay for it themselves.

So, on the streets of Lubinfu, Zhao Chuanxin rode a camel, followed by a group of snotty kids, and pedestrians and vendors pointed and commented on them.

The food street based on the government office of Lubin Prefecture is now very famous.

Lubin Prefecture does not care about appearances. It allows stalls outside the government office, but they must leave the main road and pay attention to hygiene. If anyone litters, the consequences are serious and the fines are so severe that they doubt their lives.

Despite so many rules and regulations, small vendors are still happy to come here because of the large flow of customers.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the steamed bun stall on the street had just started cooking. He had not eaten in the morning, so he threw a dollar on the camel's back: "Buy as much as you can."

The Buryat man at the steamed bun stall clapped his hands and caught the silver dollar, smiling: "Thank you, sir!"

The couple was busy and tossing.

These snotty kids are growing up, and they can't get fat no matter how much they eat. They are not satisfied with eating, so they immediately surrounded the steamed bun stall.

Although they are all children, Arsu, who has the largest appetite, can eat nine large buns, which makes people worry whether his stomach will burst.

But Zhao Chuanxin was not very worried, because he had seen adults who ate thirty-six buns in one meal.

Kurd was a cunning kid, and he handed the steaming buns to Zhao Chuanxin with both hands: "Sir, here you go."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the clear fingerprints on the buns, which were black, and shook his head: "Eating everything will only harm me, so you should enjoy it yourself."

After eating the buns, Zhao Chuanxin took them to the bathhouse: "Go in and soak, sprinkle this medicine in the wooden barrel, remember, soak your hair too."

He took the anthelmintic.

A group of snotty kids took off their clothes in no time and jumped into the wooden barrel, splashing huge water, causing others to glare at them.

I don't know if Arsu, this idiot, relied on his backers or became reckless after being beaten by the spy Sangjie.

He clenched his fists, his dry arms tensed, and shouted: "Why are you staring? Haven't you seen a hero who can run a horse on his shoulders and a person stand on his arms?"

This sentence made the people around him laugh.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a loofah and threw it to Yao Bing: "Let's scrub each other's backs later and wash them clean."

Yao Bing rolled his eyes: "Master, there are bath scrubbers there."

"Do bath scrubbers not charge money? Do you think your master is rich?"

Yao Bing: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked someone to find a single room, threw their clothes and hats into a wooden barrel, first heated them with the old god crucible brand, then sprinkled medicine, and then stirred the water with the greeting of Lord Runzhi.

On the water surface, there was indeed a layer of small creatures floating.

The water was turbid and there were oily spots.

After soaking for a while, Zhao Chuanxin manipulated the water to flow into the sewer.

Replaced with clean water, heated it, and continued to stir the water.

Drained water, evaporated, changed water, and heated it, and it happened four times.

The small animals that were not killed by the powder were eventually scalded to death by the boiling water.

Zhao Chuanxin exposed his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and fished out clothes from the wooden barrel one by one.

He fished out one piece and shook it three times, and the clothes became extremely dry and all the water vapor evaporated.

He threw it aside casually.

The purpose of shaking is to remove wrinkles.

When the clothes were shaken, the snotty kid over there also finished washing and came out shivering with his arms hugged.

This is how to take a bath in winter.

Zhao Chuanxin threw a pile of clothes on the bench: "Find your own."

"Huh? How come the oil on the clothes is gone? If you go out like this, people will think my family is poor!"

Many families have bad habits.

The body must be rubbed with oil and shiny, so that it looks oily and rich, and the family is not short of money.

Zhao Chuanxin said viciously: "Whoever gets himself greasy again in the future, I will beat him!"

Old Zhao is still very majestic, and his words made the snotty kid shrink his neck.

Wait for them to dress neatly.

Zhao Chuanxin found a place and took out a pair of scissors: "Yao Bing, you go first."

Yao Bing sat down, and Zhao Chuanxin took a piece of silk and tied it around his neck.

The scissors clicked, leaving a shadow.

"It's done!"

In the Qing Dynasty, people shaved their heads and kept their braids, but only the rich could shave their foreheads regularly. Ordinary people had braids at the back and haircuts at the front.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly shaved Yao Bing's whip, made a simple trim, and patted his head: "It's done."

Yao Bing found that his friends around him looked at him with strange eyes, and he didn't know why, so he came to the mirror to look at him.

The room was silent.

Yao Bing opened his mouth: "Ah, this... Master, it looks like a pot lid on his head."

There was no doubt that Zhao Chuanxin cut his braids.

Outside the Great Wall, there are many people who shave their heads now.

It probably became popular in Lugang Town.

After entering the Great Wall, it is not very convenient.

But outside the Great Wall, the control of shaving hair was not so strict in various places.

It is said that Xu Shichang had a close relationship with Zhao Chuanxin, the prefect of Lubin Prefecture, and turned a blind eye to those who shaved their hair.

Zhao Chuanxin had a close relationship with Lugang Town. The Yanbian area, led by the Beishui Army, was also popular with shaving hair. With Lubin Prefecture, shaving hair could at least be carried out freely outside the Great Wall.

"What do you know? This is called fashion." Zhao Chuanxin waved to the others: "Next."

It was even faster than the ten-yuan quick haircut in later generations.

But the rest of the people retreated timidly.

"Sir, I, I dare not shave my hair, my father will break my legs..."

"Sir, the court will punish me..."

It can only be said that the accumulated power of the Qing court still exists.

Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in pulling Arsu over: "Stop talking nonsense, if someone asks, just say that I cut it."

Without saying anything, Zhao Chuanxin cut everyone's hair.

Later, he saw that all the snotty kids except Yao Bing were drooping their heads, so he said, "Let's go and fry beans for you."

On February 2, the dragon raises its head, and every household fry beans.

Zhao Chuanxin bought beans and peanuts, went to Yang Sangdaxi's house, and borrowed their big pot.

The beans were fried to a crisp, and the heat was just right.

He shared the beans with the snotty kids.

They had eaten a lot of buns in the morning, and now they were still stuffing handfuls of fried beans into their mouths.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't stop them, but sneered.

Because the highlight had just begun.

When the farts came one after another, he slowly boiled the sugar.

When the sugar just started to foam, Zhao Chuanxin put the peanuts in.

A group of snotty kids watched, and Zhao Chuanxin shouted, "Go out if you fart."

So a group of snotty kids came in and out.

They saw that the peanuts in the pot suddenly became white and plump.

That's because they were coated with sugar.

But these snotty kids had just eaten a lot of beans, and their stomachs were bloated. Although the sugar beans were delicious, they didn't eat them as fast.

Zhao Chuanxin actually did it on purpose.

After all, you can't eat too much sugar, it's easy to get tooth decay.

"Delicious."

"Really delicious."

They had never eaten this before.

In previous years, on February 2, when the dragon was raising its head, the family would just fry soybeans.

Zhao Chuanxin washed some peanuts, beat a few eggs, mixed with starch and a little salt, and fried them in a pan.

The oil temperature should not be too high. When there is a crackling sound, quickly remove it and control the oil.

Boil the sugar, and start to pull it into strands when it turns brown. Then put the fried peanuts in it and sprinkle with sesame seeds.

Looking at the scary big pot, Zhao Chuanxin easily picked it up with one hand, spreading it with a spatula while quickly shaking the spoon.

Wow.

A group of snotty kids went crazy.

The fuller they were, the more fragrant the beans that the prefect fried would be...

Arsu thought: The prefect is really not a good person.

Zhao Chuanxin's life entered a subtle rhythm.

Later, he teleported back to Quetshalan. He ate and drank a lot with the snotty kid that day, and he also had a big belly.

Lying on the recliner, he opened the "Old God Code", eager to know whether the demon virus had spread.