The next day, Gulzar woke up early and brushed her teeth with the horsehair toothbrush.

Then her mother smeared her freshly washed hair with gum from the sand dates.

This is the secret of their women's thick black hair.

She took her family's camel and ran out to cut hay in the sand that she had passed by yesterday.

There is still some time for the grass to emerge, and it is the time when the grass is not harvested, and the grass at home is not enough for the sheep to eat.

She carried a horned bow behind her back, a small scimitar at her waist, and a cowboy hat on her head, and shouted happily on her hunchback.

Passing by a post road, there was a swordsman riding a pony and carrying a Guanshan knife in surprise and looked up in surprise, and saw Gulzar riding a camel, but saw that this woman was no more than twenty-nine years old, and her natural face was repaired by moths.

Gulzar saw him too, but he bent his bow and arrow on the hunchback, and shot at a dead poplar tree by the roadside.

Duh......

The arrow hit the trunk of the tree, trembling.

The swordsman was startled, and hurriedly turned his head away, staggling his gaze.

After the rise of firearms, the riding and archery skills in the Central Plains have declined, but there is still a certain market in the northwest region. And riding archery is not something that anyone can play, so you have to practice it from an early age.

This little girl looks very watery, but she has thorns.

He didn't have bad intentions, but he just looked at it twice, and at this time he felt that it was better to provoke less.

It's just that when Gulzar and the swordsman were at a loss, they suddenly shouted: "After passing the weak water, go northeast for dozens of miles, and there is an inn in the desert where you can rest......"

She is still thinking about Zhao Chuanxin, and wants him to earn more rice.

And the swordsman was a little confused: What do you mean?

He has sinned and offended people who cannot be provoked. Guanzhong can't go, Gannan can't go, and the big cities along the Silk Road in the northwest don't dare to guarantee a safe escape.

The swordsman thought about it, if there really was such an inn in the desert, he could really go to avoid the limelight.

So he turned the horse's head around and gave it a try......

……

Zhao Chuanxin has been busy for another day, he has been working longer than ninety-ninety-six, and this kind of good fortune is about to wear out his patience. But fortunately, there is no particularly big return at this time, because the return will be hard when the wings are big.

harm, one's own people still have to be kind to one's own people.

The sheepfold was not demolished, and Zhao Chuanxin built two more houses and separated a few rooms.

Helped Nikola Tesla rub a generator again and hang it on top of the newly erected stone tower, because the wind has been a little light recently, and the energy storage is not enough.

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin went to the courtyard of Gulzar's house again.

Gulzar stood and waited at the gate this time, and after seeing Zhao Chuanxin, he jumped over and stretched out his arm: "I've taken a bath, I don't believe you smell it." ”

"Whatever you smell, you can smell the smell of sheep from afar." Zhao Chuanxin teased her.

Gulzar himself sniffed: "Huh? Are you sure? No taste? ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the stack of firewood and straw and found that there was not much stock.

"Otherwise, I'll go to another house to have a look, and then buy your firewood and grass will be gone."

Gulzar was anxious: "No. ”

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the money to her as usual, went in and took five bundles, but he made up his mind not to come again.

In this era, if there is not enough fuel during the severe cold period, it is really possible to freeze people to death.

The shepherd dog saw Zhao Chuanxin this time, and honestly lay on his stomach in the nest, not daring to bite indiscriminately.

Gulzar seemed to see Zhao Chuanxin's thoughts, and said in a depressed mood: "Zhao Xin, when the grass grows, will I go to you to graze?" ”

"Not good." Zhao Chuanxin replied simply: "I'm all sand, don't your sheep have to starve to death?" ”

"It would be nice if you had grass."

Zhao Chuanxin said casually: "Hehe, if you have grass seeds and tree seeds, I can make you a piece of grassland." ”

"Really?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't grind his teeth with her, and ran away on the ethereal traveler: "See you ...... back"

Nikola Tesla hasn't slept for more than 48 hours.

This makes Zhao Chuanxin very puzzling, ordinary people do not sleep and have the risk of sudden death, why can Nikola Tesla live a long life?

The next morning, after Zhao Chuanxin finished cooking for him, he said to him: "I'll go to Lanzhou Mansion and buy some coal." I think it's better for you to take a break. ”

Nikola Tesla had excitement on his face, and he stopped talking, and finally just said briefly: "Okay." ”

The production and construction of Gansu is roughly divided into two eras: the Zuo Zongtang era and the Peng Yingjia era.

Peng Yingjia inherited the remnants of Zuo's family, hired foreigners, ran unified donations, opened mines, built factories, continued to run two bureaus, and the New Deal projects were in full swing.

When Zhao Chuanxin arrived at the foot of Baita Mountain in Lanzhou Prefecture, he saw many Germans, Americans and Chinese people pointing to the country on the banks of the Yellow River, and heard passers-by say that they seemed to build an iron bridge here.

Zhao Chuanxin watched the excitement for a while.

At this time, someone said: "Qiqi General Office, please see Zhuang Lang lifting people and cows to offer pearls." ”

A little old man who was not tall and thin, seemed to be an official, and nodded with a graceful attitude: "Let him come." ”

An old scholar stepped forward with small steps, bent down and arched his hand: "Zhuang Lang raised people and cows to offer pearls, and I have seen Master Peng." ”

"What's the matter with you?"

"I think that there is something wrong with building this iron bridge over the Yellow River."

Since Zhao Chuanxin arrived in Lanzhou Mansion, he changed into a cotton cyan robe with a straight collar, a large placket, a right side, and a large sleeve. It's just that there is no mixed yuan scarf on his head, and there is no Taoist crown, but he wears a knitted hat casually.

It's hard to come out, and Zhao Chuanxin is next to him with his sleeves and watching the excitement.

I saw that the cow offered pearls, shaking his head and asking for the suspension of the construction of the Yellow River Iron Bridge from the perspectives of finance, military, role and changes in the current situation.

"The northwest has been baptized by wars many times, and the finances cannot make ends meet.

"The Yellow River in Lanzhou Prefecture, there is already a pontoon bridge in Zhenyuan, why do you need to build another bridge?"

"At the time of the New Deal, there are financial gaps everywhere, so why not use good steel on the cutting edge?"

"The urgent task of Lanzhou Prefecture is to educate ......"

Seeing that Niu Xianzhu shook his head, as if he was possessed by Wuhou, pointing out the country and thinking that he was high-spirited, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This laughter was a little abrupt, Niu Xianzhu turned his head sharply and glared at Zhao Chuanxin: "What are you laughing at?" ”

The rest of the people all looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "What's the matter with you?" ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Niu Xianzhu came with his entourage, he angrily stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "It's really rude, come, take him down for me." ”

The two entourages geared up and stepped forward to arrest Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's back straightened: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... Take away your dirty hands and let the poor go mellowly. ”

As he spoke, he raised his leg and lightning out of his leg, kicked one by one, and the two attendants flew out upside down screaming, rolling on the ground three or four times before stopping, and they couldn't get up after being kicked for a long time.

I blanched ...... The crowd is frying, how much strength is this?

Zhao Chuanxin shook off the wide robe and big sleeves, and walked to Niu Xianzhu with his hands behind his back.

Niu Xianzhu was a little scared and didn't dare to move.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Since the Qianlong period, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, Yamen, moved from Xi'an to Lanzhou Mansion to control the three Qins, and now it has become a military powerhouse, you know this, right?" ”

Niu Xianzhu nodded, but still had a hard mouth: "So what?" ”

"Lanzhou Prefecture has developed transportation, is an important hub, and the key to economic communication, do you know this?"

"So, so what?"

"The last time I came, the Yellow River froze, and the Zhenyuan pontoon bridge has been demolished, and it will be rebuilt when the ice melts, and I think it's like this every year, you know that, right?"

"So what?"

"During the flood season, pontoon bridges are often washed out, right?"

"Yes so what?"

"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, have fewer children and more trees, foreigners know this very well, and you, a fool, are stubborn, and you think it is useless to build an iron bridge that can be opened to traffic and communicate both sides of the Yellow River?"

After a few words, Niu Xianzhu was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin had just heard that there were many conservative schools like Niu Xianzhu around, mostly scholars, and they were skeptical about building the iron bridge.

He glanced at the audience and said loudly: "It's just that you can't help, and you're still dragging your feet?" Don't you know that the light they have won can also illuminate you and me?

A bunch of idiots. ”

After speaking, Zhao Chuanxin took a step forward, and suddenly used a mallet and smashed it on Niu Xianzhu's face.

Niu Xianzhu screamed miserably, and fell down......

(End of chapter)