Subtitle of this chapter: Yuan's mahjong table

"Mr. Yuan, what you want is a gambling tool like a slot machine, right?"

A hundred years later, Yuan Hong gradually lived in an "interlaced like a separate Himalaya...... Well, the second highest mountain in the world". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info If you talk about what isms, factions, and systems in political science and economics, he can definitely make Nikola Tesla, the master of science...... Well, go on top of the third highest mountain in the world.

But when it comes to technology...... Not to mention, he really knows a little bit about high-tech. For example, he was the only human being who knew how to make a nuclear weapon in 1920: it was nothing more than to make two pieces of fissile material smaller than the critical volume collide together at high speed and quickly close together into a supercritical volume to make a BOO...... OOM too.

Of course, the "small" questions of what is the critical and supercritical volume, how to manufacture fissile materials, and how high the speed should be, the Master Ball system does not open up data search in this regard.

As a master's degree in economics, our Master Yuan did learn mathematical tools such as advanced mathematics, operations research and probability theory, but he was essentially a liberal arts student, a liberal arts student who couldn't read or draw even the simplest drawings.

He only knows the principle and concept of the automatic mahjong table, but he can't make the principle realize the concept. So Yuan Yan spent a long time talking about it, but she didn't explain the automatic mahjong machine. This caused him great frustration.

In the end, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "Mr. Tesla, how is this a gambling tool, it is obviously ...... Forget it, you can go home with me. I'll let you get to know our Seris Mahjong! ”

"That's fine...... Heck, what about the Golden Fleece manuscript? Mr. Tesla found that the dozen or so manuscripts were missing, and he said with annoyance, "I want to see it again...... No, until I can memorize it! ”

Master Yuan waved his hand and said, "Mr. Tesla, don't worry about this kind of trivial matter, I'll write you another one...... TAXI！ ”

"Head, what's written on this?"

"It seems to be...... I didn't understand it for a while. ”

I have to say that the "science fiction novel" of "Golden Fleece" is really not a popular novel in the general sense, and even a hundred years later, not every reader will like or even understand it. Not to mention General ZOD, who was not very high in terms of his level of knowledge in 1920.

In fact, Yuan Yanqian also realized that there are too few people who can understand the science fiction novels in later generations, and some novels are too controversial.

For example, his favorite sci-fi short story, "You Soul Corpses" by Hai Ye (Robert Heinlein, author of "Starship Paratroopers"). Now it is sent out except for a handful of people who stand at the pinnacle of human wisdom, who can understand it? In addition, there are also "immoral" content such as transsexuality, unmarried pregnancy and self-attack.

Another example is Ah Lao (Asimov, author of the "Base Series") famous article "The Last Question". If he wants to publish his real name, he will be allowed to keep Christians to send him bullet blades garlic cross menstrual bands...... Something strange seems to have crept in. Anyway, it was hard for him to stay in the United States in 1920. (It's hard for me to imagine that a patient who reads this chapter hasn't read these two novels...... I really haven't seen it, so I have to take a look, and it won't take much time anyway)

So he never thought about starting to "write" science fiction novels now, until today he received this temporary assignment. So the Gray Knight, known as "the most brain-burning writer of the early 20th century", was born gorgeously!

"By the way, what about them?"

"They flagged down a taxi and left."

"Then let's follow suit."

Our Master Yuan returned to the apartment with his "Minions", and as soon as he got out of the car, he met an acquaintance at the door.

The other party took the lead in greeting: "Mr. Yuan, what a coincidence." I was about to go upstairs to find you. ”

Yuan Yan looked at it and said in surprise: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Sanders, a big reporter for the New York Times?" What are you looking for me, you can't be here to interview me, are you? ”

Mr. Sanders nodded and said, "Yes, the interview is a must!" I'll ask the editor-in-chief for space when I get back, but today I'm here to call Mahjong. Mr. Yuan won't diswelcome me, will he? ”

Master Yuan laughed and said, "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" By the way, let me introduce you, this is ......"

The big reporter's eyes lit up, and he rushed over and greeted enthusiastically: "Isn't this Mr. Nikola Tesla?" I've visited you before! ”

But Frankenstein gave a cold "oh" and stopped responding.

Yuan Yanqian had no choice but to come out and play a round and said, "Let's go upstairs together." Why don't I find another partner, and the four of us will play a few laps today. ”

Mr. Sanders also took advantage of this staircase to come down. He laughed dryly and said, "That's great, it's really my honor to have the opportunity to play cards with a big scientist like Mr. Tesla......

“ZI MO！”

"BUY CAKES, JUE ZHANG CAN ZI MO?!"

“HU!”

"I'm having fun, can I catch Alachong?!" (Translation: Just kidding, this card can catch my rush?!) ）

“GANG KAI!”

"Mr. Tesla really has HUI GEN, he just learned to win so much money!"

"Mr. Yuan, this is just a numbers game, it's very simple. When I was younger...... Ahem, ahem. THIS ONE IS STILL MY ZHUANG. ”

That's right, Mr. Tesla was addicted to gambling for a while when he was young, and he lost a lot of money. NOW IT'S PROBABLY SHEN GONG DACHENG.

THEREFORE, HUI GEN, THE SPECIAL GAMBLING GOD OF SHEN GONG DACHENG, AND MASTER YUAN, WHO WE WILL NEVER LOSE, BEAT MR. SANDERS AND XIAO YANGSHENG, WHO WAS TEMPORARILY LOOKING FOR A PARTNER, SO THAT THEY COULDN'T EVEN LISTEN TO ZHANG. At the end of the four rounds, Mr. Sanders, who has the most popular mahjong skills, exported all the $500 he "won" last time......

"Mr. Tesla, Mahjong is pretty fun, isn't it?"

"Mr. Yuan, it's really interesting. And I see what you mean: a machine that can wash Mahjong cards automatically. ”

"That's right, this is it! Can it be made? ”

"Yes, of course I can make it."

This great inventor, who was more talented than Edison, really lived up to his reputation, and he drew a few design drawings after dividing five by two, and then asked suspiciously: "Mr. Yuan, do you think this machine is necessary?" I think it's easy to use your hands. ”

This is the difference between the present and the ancients who are separated by a hundred years, and Yuan Yanqian, a traveler, has long felt that the world in 1920 was too backward. Not to mention mobile phones and wifi, not even a bag of instant noodles......

Well, instant noodles can be overcome, after all, Yuan Yanqian is already a rich man who can ask a few cooks to be on call 24 hours a day. So now he doesn't have to worry about the difference between braised beef, mushroom chicken and Laotan sauerkraut.

"Pickup pickup."

There was a kind of automata in front of him that would remind him of a hundred years later, so ......

"Of course it is necessary!" Master Yuan naturally stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see, um......"

But instead of cooperating with the drawings, Tesla squeezed them tightly in his hands and frowned, "Wait, Mr. Yuan." What about your novels? ”

Naturally, my novel will be written to you right away......

Yuan Yanqian was about to get up and go to the study to "write" the book, when she suddenly remembered something: Wait, this is not a service but an exchange!