Chapter XXVIII
The curtain of the carriage was drawn, as if he didn't want Chen Ke to see his destination. Chen Ke probably shouldn't be so boring, but he doesn't mean to have nothing to do. There were no lights inside the car, and there weren't many lights outside, and both of them were silent in the dark.
"Brother Bu, how many people are we going to treat?" Chen Ke is more concerned about this. According to the history books he read, there were many people infected in Beijing back then. Especially the officers. Chen Ke didn't understand Wu Xingchen's sales strategy before. I thought that Wu Xingchen, as a northerner, would definitely sell a large amount to the north. As a result, Wu Xingchen only sold in Shanghai and the south, and never sold medicine to the north. Those who can afford medicine are rich people, and Wu Xingchen doesn't seem to want to save them at all.
Sure enough, just as Chen Ke thought, Bu Guanshui replied: "Treat ten people first." "Listen to him, but there is some work in the back. It seems that we have to let Shanghai ship another batch of medicines. Maybe he felt that this errand was quite embarrassing, but after answering this question, Bu Guanshui didn't say a word. He didn't respond much to Chen Ke's tentative accosting. After saying a few words, Chen Ke simply stopped talking. The carriage was always walking, and it was not convenient to draw the curtains. In the dark, Chen Ke, who felt really bored, simply hummed the song clearly.
The first song is two tigers, and in the face of this Beiyang officer, Chen Ke couldn't help but think of this song. "Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast. One has no ears and the other has no tail, which is ridiculous. After Fang finished singing, he heard Bu Guanshui on the other side laughing.
"What's the matter, Brother Bu. If you find me annoying, I won't sing. ”
"It's nothing, Mr. Chen, I think the lyrics are funny. You continue. It's not bad to sit in such a dry car and sing a song. ”
"I'm not a singer," Chen Ke said with a smile, "If Brother Bu thinks singing is interesting, Brother Bu will sing a Beiyang military song to listen to." So, if you sing one, I'll sing one. Fair enough. ”
Hearing Chen Ke's words, Bu Guanshui sighed in frustration.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ke felt very strange, and he didn't have to be so reluctant to sing.
"Mr. Chen, I see that you are a foreign student. I wonder what Mr. Chen knows about foreign military songs? ”
"I don't know too much."
"Hey......" Bu Guanshui seemed to be a little disappointed and sighed again.
"Brother Bu, you are also a soldier, you sigh like this, you don't have the demeanor of a soldier."
Maybe it was because he heard Chen Ke chatter so much, Bu Guanshui also felt that he couldn't cope with it, he said a little self-defeatingly: "I took an errand and asked me to make the first military parade music." It's okay for me to go into battle and kill the enemy, but let me write the tune, isn't it a joke? ”
"I asked Brother Bu to make this song, naturally Brother Bu has talent in this area. Brother Bu just do it well. ”
"It's not like that. No one on top wanted to take this hot potato, so they pushed it down indiscriminately. ”
"In that case, Brother Bu will reply in a few days at most, you can't do it. Or just make a tune and just mess around. There's no need to worry about it. ”
"I think so, too, but you'll have to have a tune to fool around. The music of the military parade is not military music yet, so take other tunes to deal with it, and the donkey's head is not in the horse's mouth. ”
"Well...... Brother Nabu listens to this song."
Chen Ke's voice imitated the prelude of the military horn and other instruments, which sounded quite funny, and he laughed out loud when he watched the water. But in the back, the domineering tune of the Hell March on the Soviet side of Red Alert III quickly attracted Bu Guanshui's attention. Chen Ke finished snorting. Bu Guanshui immediately sat down beside Chen Ke from the opposite side, "Mr. Chen, this song is a foreign military song?" ”
"No, I wrote it myself after listening to the foreign ** song."
"Is that really the case?" Bu Guanshui was immediately excited, "That ......" said halfway, but Bu Guanshui stopped, and he asked with a disbelieving attitude: "Mr. Chen, this song ......?"
Chen Ke knew that Bu Guanshui was worried that he would coax him, and if Bu Guanshui scribbled an original poem, at most he would be considered to be poorly written. If this is a foreign military music, played at a military parade in Beiyang, and someone finds out, it will be a big crime. If you can't write well, it's a matter of ability, and if you use foreign military songs to fool you, that's the nature of ability. The two had just met, and Chen Ke knew that Bu Guanshui couldn't trust him.
"If Brother Bu doesn't believe it, then I have nothing to defend myself."
"That's not what I meant." Bu Guanshui hurriedly explained, "Does Mr. Chen have any other tunes?" It's not just like that. ”
"All I write are some windy songs, military songs, but there aren't many."
"Anything goes, sing two."
"That's what I said first, I'll sing a song, and Brother Bu has to sing a song too."
"If Mr. Chen is not afraid of being scared to death, I have no problem." Bu Guanshui said with a smile.
Chen Ke did not shirk, and sang a classic military song "Little Poplar" first.
After singing, Bu Guanshui was silent, and sighed for a while: "I didn't know that there were such military songs in the world." ”
"It's time for Brother Bu." Chen Ke didn't want to brag about himself.
In the dark, listening to Bu Guanshui plucked up the courage to speak several times, but gave up, and finally Bu Guanshui said solemnly: "Mr. Chen, compared with your song, our Beiyang military song can be abolished." I just want to ask Mr. Chen to sing one more song. Just one song. ”
Chen Ke was not pretentious, he sang another extremely famous song "Camel Bell". This Bu Guanshui seems to be really proficient in music, Chen Ke only sang it once, but he heard that Bu Guanshui already had a sighing voice, and he actually cried when he listened to the song.
"Mr. Chen, did you study music abroad?"
"How is that possible! I studied chemistry or not. Chen Ke said categorically.
Bu Guanshui didn't want to dwell on this matter, "Mr. Chen, I know that you made that tune, and I have a reluctant request......"
"I can help Brother Bu do that parade song."
"That's great."
With such a toss, the relationship between the two is naturally a lot closer. Contrary to the initial silence, the two chatted. Bu Guanshui is a native of Songjiang Prefecture, Zhejiang, but his father went to Hebei as a county magistrate when he was young, and Bu Guanshui naturally followed him to Hebei, so the local accent in Shanghai can no longer be heard. When the Manchu Qing Dynasty sent international students to study at the German ** school, his father went out and stuffed Bu Guanshui into it. After returning to China in 1903, he served in the Beiyang New Army. The foreign students who graduated from such formal foreign schools are from the same jinshi, so Bu Guanshui can become the second level of the military at a young age. But after all, he has no special foundation, and he has risen to the top at this age, and there are many people who want to embarrass him. Bu Guanshui's main job is to translate foreign affairs books, which is equivalent to getting an errand. There is no real power, but strange things will be stuffed into him. For example, this kind of thing about writing military songs.
It turns out that there are such twists and turns in this, and Chen Ke finally understands it. But Chen Ke was still a little puzzled, "Brother Bu, I can understand writing military songs." How can you be found to do the healing work? ”
"It's hard to put into words." It seems that Bu Guanshui is also quite depressed about this. The officers who were infected this time were from quite high backgrounds, and the ghost knew how the boss knew about Chen Ke, anyway, let Bu Guanshui take Chen Ke to treat the disease. The so-called official level crushed people to death, but Bu Guanshui didn't want to go, but when the order came down, he could only obey.
"Fortunately, Brother Chen is also a talent, although this matter is quite depressing, but being able to know Brother Chen can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."
As he spoke, the carriage arrived at its destination, which was a barracks outside the city. Bu Guanshui went down and said a few words, and then asked Chen Ke to walk in with him. This was Chen Ke's first time entering the barracks, and there was nothing to see in the darkness around him. The barracks in the distance are full of shadows. When the two of them reached the corner of the barracks, they opened the door and entered, and the lights were lit in the room, and they saw several rows of beds, and on several beds lay sick officers. There were actually a few officers gathered at the table in the middle, all of them with abscesses on their faces, but they gathered together to push pai gow and gamble. There was a pile of silver dollars on the table, and the officers were swearing, and a man was throwing a sieve into the bowl in the middle. It seems to be gambling on the rise.
With such a high psychological quality, Chen Ke really admires it. But it immediately occurred to him that this group of people couldn't have been infected multiple times, right? However, the third phase is not like this, and looking at their appearance, it should be the first phase that can be cured.
When the officers saw Bu Guanshui come in, they all sat up on the hospital bed. But those who gambled money haven't stopped yet. The sieve clanged inside the porcelain bowl. The one who threw the sieve looked at the porcelain bowl intently, this concentration.
"All stand up." Bu Guanshui shouted.
Now, the man finally had a reaction. Turning around and seeing Bu Guanshui, he hurriedly got up. "It turned out to be Bu Shenling. What advice do you have? ”
"This is Mr. Chen, who is treating everyone. Now it's up to him to treat everyone. ”
"Cut!" The one who threw the sieve said nonchalantly, "Look at the points, and continue in a moment." ”
This is the Beiyang New Army, which is known as the elite? Chen Ke thought incredulously. But looking at this style, the psychological quality is okay.
Chen Ke has done a lot of treatment, he is familiar with the situation and inquires about the condition, and then injects everyone. After observing for a while, seeing that everyone had no adverse reactions, Chen Ke pulled Bu Guanshui and said, "If there is nothing to do, I will leave first." ”
"That's it?" Bu Guanshui was surprised.
"I'm going to have to get injections every day from now on. But I'm just afraid I won't have time to come here every time. I left the medicine and the method of injection, and if I follow this method, there will be no problem. ”
After speaking, Chen Ke asked for a pen and paper and wrote down the detailed use methods and precautions. Bu Guanshui received an order to ask Chen Ke to come over for treatment, and since he had been cured, there was no reason to keep Chen Ke.
Sending Chen Ke outside the barracks, Bu Guanshui said: "Mr. Chen, this car belongs to Master He." You just sit back and go back. I'm going to visit you tomorrow. ”
"No, I'm not available tomorrow." Chen Ke immediately refused. If Bu Guanshui wore the uniform of the Beiyang Army and entered his residence, Pang Zi and they might not have killed Bu Guanshui directly. Even if Pang Zi let Bu Guanshui go, what would this man full of revenge and anger think of Chen Ke.
"But I'd love to get the tune done. Mr. Chen, please help me. ”
"Is there a piano in the barracks?"
"Nope."
"Well, I don't know if Brother Bu and Master He are acquainted?"
"Today is the first time I've seen you."
"Then you'll have to find a place with a piano. When I made that piece, I played it on the piano. ”
Bu Guanshui pondered for a moment and asked, "Could it be that the adults have pianos?" ”
Chen Ke didn't expect Bu Guanshui to be so smart, he hurriedly said, "This is not what I said. ”
"I understand, Brother Chen, how about we go to Lord He tomorrow morning to meet."
"Well, how about Brother Bu go to Lord He tomorrow in civilian clothes? I'll go over there at nine o'clock in the morning. Please wear casual clothes by all means. ”
Although Bu Guanshui didn't understand why Chen Ke made this request, since he had a request from Chen Ke, he also agreed.
On the way back by carriage, Chen Ke thought about this matter several times, but he didn't know what was inside. But after going back, He Ruming has to explain it anyway. He owes Chen Ke a favor. If you don't give Chen Ke a reason, you can't say anything.
As Chen Ke thought, He Ruming was waiting for him. As soon as he saw Chen Ke come in, He Ruming hurriedly asked about the experience of this treatment. After listening to Chen Ke's answers one by one, He Ruming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't hide it from Wen Qing, one of my old friends is sick. When I learned the news, I remembered Wen Qing. But let Wen Qing run away like this. ”
"Since I'm making medicine, it's my duty to save people. Lord Ho doesn't have to care. ”
"Wen Qing, how should the cost of this medicine be calculated?"
"Twenty-two one. But don't worry with adults, it's just the beginning. I'll talk about it when healed. "Ten people were treated today, and Chen Ke believes that He Ruming's family does not need to have two hundred taels of silver.
He Ruming didn't really mean to pay, he suddenly asked: "Wen Qing, I thought about what you said last time, I don't know if Wen Qing has any detailed plans." ”
Is the loss in the embankment made up for the loss outside the embankment? He Ruming asked about honeycomb coal, and Chen Ke was quite surprised. However, since he has the opportunity to promote his own project, especially He Ruming may bring a broader network, Chen Ke will not refuse. He explained the specific implementation method of this project.
Listening to Chen Ke's detailed statement on the planning of the honeycomb coal project, He Ruming nodded slightly from time to time. Quite different from the plan He Ruming had heard before in the Tianjin Manufacturing Bureau, the core of Chen Ke's content was the word "make money". Every step must be able to see the income, and every investment must pay attention to efficiency. Market analysis, cost control, production efficiency, income curve, these seemingly understandable but not very incomprehensible terms pop up from Chen Ke's mouth from time to time.
He Ruming suddenly had an inexplicable feeling that the young man in front of him and himself were not in the same world at all. He Ruming has not met international students, there are many international students in Tianjin Manufacturing Bureau, and they either talk about things in big words, or they cling to a certain professional term, and say things that others can't understand over and over again. Chen Ke's words are plain and clear, the core is clear, and the expectations for the whole thing are in place, even if He Ruming doesn't understand the trendy words, if he contacts what Chen Ke said, he can probably guess the meaning. Chen Ke's plan lacks an understanding of officialdom habits, but in terms of his plan, it is quite feasible. After listening to Chen Ke's narration, He Ruming was already able to sort out a routine of the whole thing in his heart.
After Chen Ke finished speaking, He Ruming had already made up his mind, "Wen Qing, I will recommend a few people to help you, I don't know what Wen Qing has for these people?" ”
Chen Ke's plan is already very different, and Chen Ke's standard of dignitaries is even more different. Three conditions, first, all things must be done by themselves, including moving bricks and pulling coal, and even the future coal transportation must be done by themselves. Second, the gentleman who does not sit in the office. Third, you can have money or not.
He Ruming frowned, "Wen Qing, your request is a bit excessive. ”
"Lord He, with all due respect, the biggest problem of the Tianjin Manufacturing Bureau in the past was that people were overwhelmed, and I didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past in the honeycomb coal project."
"Then why do you have to go and sell coal in person?" He Ruming was very puzzled by this.
"Who will buy honeycomb coal, and where it will sell best, I think we should investigate it myself."
He Ruming's face suddenly became kind when he heard Chen Ke's words, "Wenqing, you haven't lived in Beijing, have you?" You know, in this regard, those flag people know best. ”
The rules of the Banner People Sect Mansion are not allowed to do business, not to be a small official, only to be a soldier. If you don't serve as soldiers, just relying on the little money from the Zongren Mansion, many poor banner people will have to starve to death. But rules are rules, and the flag people don't make a living. So there are policies and countermeasures, and the bannermen in the capital pull carts to make a living, and the Zongren Mansion doesn't care. Those poor flag men who are engaged in the cart pulling industry are very familiar to the palace and the common people, and He Ruming suggested that Chen Ke hire some flag men to be more efficient.
Chen Ke recalled that the fourth master Chang in Lao She's drama "Teahouse" also pulled a cart to make a living. He hurriedly thanked He Ruming for his suggestion. However, Chen Ke still believes that it is necessary to straighten out the sales channels himself, and it is not appropriate to blindly leave it to others. The two sides agreed to start working on this now.
After reaching an agreement, Chen Ke returned to his side, and after knocking on the door, Chen Ke went straight back to sleep, which was also two days and one night without sleeping. There's still a lot to do tomorrow.
Chen Ke was woken up by someone, and Chen Tianhua was shaking Chen Ke's shoulder.
"What's wrong, Xingtai?"
"Someone is looking for it."
The person who came was He Ruming's housekeeper again. Chen Ke glanced at his watch, it was only eight o'clock. God knows why He Ruming is in such a hurry. After washing his face, Chen Ke rushed to the He Mansion on the other side. As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Bu Guanshui wearing casual clothes and also in the living room. He Ruming's face was gloomy, "Wen Qing, didn't you say that only five or six out of a hundred will not be able to withstand your medicine?" Why is it that just after using your medicine, people can't do it? ”
This question is logically very unreasonable, and Chen Ke doesn't even know how to answer it. Looking at He Ruming, who was a little out of shape, Chen Ke could only remain silent.
"Wen Qing, you are talking." He Ruming stared at Chen Ke and almost roared.
"Did you do it according to the rules I wrote?" Chen Ke asked.
He Ruming was holding the paper in his hand, and he slapped it on the table. "It's just what you wrote."
"Is the measurement correct?" Chen Ke asked, picking up the instructions. After reading it carefully, Chen Ke found that it was a re-copied sheet, "Since that medicine is a tiger and wolf medicine, the measurement must not be mistaken." At this point, Chen Ke finally understood why he felt that something was wrong. He had been worried that the army had mismatched the dosage of the medicine.
"It's exactly what it says on this list." He Ruming replied. Why He Ruming answered instead of Bu Guanshui, Chen Ke was a little puzzled.