Chapter 810: The only thing that can make us bow our heads is the sun
It will explode only after a violent collision, like the mechanical fuse of a cannonball.
He made all the thirty salamander triangular skulls sent by Elder Sandfolk into heavy arrows.
Taking advantage of the fact that he did not take off his armor, he put on his helmet and stepped on the ethereal traveler across the Ergun River and went to the opposite bank.
This is the southeast of Chita Prefecture in Tsarist Russia, at this time it is sparsely populated, and there is no one in sight, only the border patrol barracks are lonely in the wilderness.
Zhao Chuanxin bent his bow and arrows.
Sou......
Near a woodcarved barracks, a fire erupted in the dark night.
Rumble......
Zhao Chuanxin shook his head and sighed: "Fuck, shoot crooked." β
Because the weight of the arrow has become lighter, and the wind is strong tonight, he has lost his head.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Russian soldiers pouring out of the barracks, looked at the vast land under the night, and secretly sneered - the lost territory here will definitely be recaptured in the future.
The entire Ergun River and its coastal areas, including Chita, should be Chinese!
Seeing that the Russian soldiers were hairy, they began to look for the enemy everywhere, and Zhao Chuanxin quietly retreated in the night.
When he came to the Ergun River, he looked at the place where he had erected the boundary monument before, and was shocked to find that the boundary monument had been knocked down.
There are also messy footprints next to it, apparently done by Russian soldiers.
The boundary monument has a base, but the foundation is not dug, and the wind cannot blow it down, but people can tear it down.
Zhao Chuanxin was stunned next to the boundary monument where he fell.
They knocked down the boundary pillars, but they did not move. The general psychological dynamics are: We don't recognize this monument, but we can't afford to mess with you, so let's put it upside down.
Zhao Chuanxin smiled dumbly and turned back to the mountainside hut.
The fire in the fireplace was not yet extinguished, so he added two pieces of wood, washed his feet, and went to sleep.
The next morning, before dawn, Zhao Chuanxin woke up, and when he returned to the Binfu, he could even catch up with Yao Bing to teach him balance techniques.
After breakfast, Yao Jia found Zhao Chuanxin and whispered, "The clothes we customized in Lugang Town have arrived." β
Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "So fast? That's hundreds of cotton coats. β
"Hehe, you originally proposed that you can cut the sleeves, chest and back, trouser legs, etc. according to the size of the clothes, my sister's head is good, which not only saves fabric, but also improves the speed of clothing making a lot. Besides, our garment factory in Lugang Town now uses sewing machines. β
Rough assembly line garment factory.
During the Tongzhi period, sewing machines have been sold to China.
In the Guangxu period, the sewing machine was still a novelty.
Not for anything else, just because it's expensive.
A sewing machine costs 50-70 taels of silver, who can afford it in ordinary people?
However, the development concept of Lugang Town is different, and quality and speed are grasped.
Zhao Zhongyi is not short of money, and is willing to inject capital into his own industry, and the equipment must be the most advanced and best.
In the 21st century, the two brushes of the Chinese people at that time became - speed + imitation.
If you do it, I'll do it, and the imitation speed is extremely fast.
The problem is that they all want to make quick money and ignore the quality.
The world's smartest brains, coupled with the most diligent body and the most dexterous hands, have made all kinds of tofu dregs and inferior products......
The concept of making quick money, so that the beautiful self-proclaimed most awesome financial people have lost all their money, Wangyang sighed and said: It is a wealth pool, most people throw money in order to make a handful, but the money is quickly withdrawn by a few people, and no one wants to really develop......
Zhao Chuanxin did not go to Manchuria, Zhang Shouzeng was responsible for this matter, and he brought someone to bring the clothes back.
There was only one battalion of horses in the province, which was less than the standard of the new army.
There are only a few dozen people who regularly rotate around the province of Bron, and now they are led by Brona, the head of the right wing of Solon.
Zhao Chuanxin asked Yang Sang'a to call Brona and others over to try on clothes.
When Brona and the others arrived and saw the clothes, their eyes were straight.
There are only three models of clothes: large, medium and small.
Medium is the most.
"Line up, try on the cotton coat first."
The crowd was still not very skillful in the lineup, and Brona was at the front eager to try.
Earthy cotton coat with wool lapels.
This thing is looser and more atmospheric than compact, so the whole body is more wide.
Brona put the cotton coat on his body, put his hands into his sleeves, and turned in a circle: "It's good, it's good, it's very dripping, it can block the cold wind, it's very warm!" β
When the people behind heard this, they immediately became in a commotion.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "There are also pants, if you get it, get out of the way if you think it's suitable, and the people behind you will come one by one, this is the winter uniform of our army in Binfu." β
Brona, who was very happy, stiffened his neck and asked, "Lord Prefect, does this cost us money?" β
This is not a joke, in the past, in the war, it was normal to bring your own dry food, salutes, clothes, and horses.
"Don't, the government will give it to our army for free, I'm afraid of freezing, let's get out of the calves."
When Brona heard this, he didn't try to carry a pair of fat pants, and ran to the back of the beautiful woman, and said as she ran: "I don't need money, ......the prefect gave it for free."
Wearing a cotton coat, he swelled like a bear, running and swaying.
The crowd stirred again.
Some workers who were working heard that the Habin Mansion issued cotton clothes, and came to see the excitement.
It doesn't matter what it looks like, the cotton coat is very thick, knee-length, with a Western-style collar, with wool lapels, and the buttons are not knotted buttons, but very large copper buttons, eight in two rows, with a pattern rolled like a coin, and it is written: Yuhama Fu.
Another feature is that a piece of grey canvas from later generations is sewn into the sleeve, in the shape of a gray axe.
The cotton coat is bulging, oh, how much cotton does this have to be filled?
Suddenly, someone asked Brona enviously: "This official, do you accept Han people as soldiers?" I have strong bones, and I don't have to ...... to run two miles without breathing."
Brona was stunned for a moment, instinctively wanting to scold.
Because of this one-third of an acre of land, those who eat and pay are all banner people.
But this man with a straight head swallowed back the scolding this time, and said uncertainly: "Do you know how to ride a horse?" β
"This, I won't ......"
"I heard that the prefect will recruit the army in the future, maybe you can try it then."
"Can there be a jacket like this?"
"That'...... I don't know. β
The man's eyes rolled, but he didn't speak.
After everyone finished receiving the clothes, Zhao Chuanxin asked Brona to line up, and said: "The salary is full, there are winter clothes in winter, summer clothes in summer, and rice, flour, grain and oil in the New Year's Festival. β
The crowd laughed.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "Your ancestors, the three divisions of Sauron, beat the Cossack cavalry of Maozi to cry father and mother, but when they came to you, they rushed from the north shore of Hailar to the south bank. β
When everyone heard this, the laughter gradually stopped, some people were solemn, and some people had their noses open and they were breathing heavily.
In fact, even now, the men of the Sauron Department are still very savage, and they still dare to get on the horse and fight hard, and they may not be afraid of Maozi's spear when they shoot with bows and arrows.
Don't look at the horses training crookedly, on the horses, or in the old woods to fight, each of them bravely forward, maybe immediately more neat than the formation on the ground.
After arousing their anger, Zhao Chuanxin said: "But that is because some people have soft bones, and they want to kneel when they see foreigners." My Zhao Chuan's salary is different, I can give you clothes to wear, give you money to spend, and give you guns, I can pick hundreds of hairs by myself, and my bones are very hard. I admit that the foreigners are strong and the technology is leading. Then we'll catch up, and I like to hit it hard. You're not much of a water bead right now, and I'll give you a handy gun on horseback soon. If so, if you can't defeat your ancestors' subordinates, then you are also a waste! β
Brona was furious: "Prefect, I am not a waste, and our Sauron Department is not a waste......"
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth, and said in his heart that you are a fool, but you are really cooperative.
"Not waste? If you are the way you are now, what is it if you are not a waste? In the future, I will practice hard, so that the gun should be as accurate as your riding and shooting through the Yang, and the reload will be faster than your bow and arrow, and when Zhana has taught you the basic skills, I will teach you some unique skills. β
Brona shouted: "Fight to the death!" β
The crowd shouted: "Fight to the death and never retreat!" β
When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, the atmosphere came up.
He took out the ladder, threw it upwards and bent his knees at the same time, jumped on the two-meter-high ladder with all his might, pinched his waist with both hands and said loudly: "Maozi counts a handful, remember in the future, in this grassland, the only thing that can make us bow our heads is the sun!"
Kill Tsarist Russia and take back the land! β
In front of everyone's eyes, Zhao Chuanxin stood out of thin air.
At other times, everyone may be surprised, but at this time, they only think that Zhao Chuanxin is invincible, he is a god.
With such a commander, will you still be bullied?
Can Zhao Chuanxin go to heaven, can Nicholas II go? Zhao Chuanxin beats a hundred people alone, will Nicholas II line?
The crowd burst into shouting: "Kill Tsarist Russia and take back the land!" β
Zhao Chuanxin nodded with satisfaction, jumped off the ladder, took it back, and waved his hand: "Dismiss!" β
Yao Jia and Zhang Shouzeng looked at each other.
The only thing that can make us bow our heads is the sun.
What an arrogance!
It's really outrageous, a padded jacket can also bring a wave of morale, and bring the blood of this group of Sauron men?
And it seems that in the future, it will be the "Zhao Family's Army", and it will slowly have nothing to do with the Qing court.
Why was the Qing court jealous of Yuan Weiting?
Yuan Weiting rectified the new army, so that the salary of ordinary big-headed soldiers was as high as five taels and five coins of silver, of course, some more and some less.
With this money, there is no problem for the soldiers to provide for a family of six to eat and drink well, and they can catch up with the six-rank officials of the Qing court.
Some soldiers even shouted the slogan "Eat Yuan Dashuai's food and wear Yuan Dashuai's clothes".
So he later became known as the "Beiyang Communist".
It is strange that the Qing court is not afraid.
Zhang Shouzeng felt that at this time, Zhao Chuanxin had become Yuan Weiting on the grassland. In addition to the real benefits, in terms of personal charm, Yuan Weiting is also incomparable with Zhao Chuanxin.
It is foreseeable that sooner or later, these people will only have Zhao Chuanxin in their eyes and no court.
This made him feel a little uncomfortable.
After the cotton coat was issued, it was time for the public official's uniform.
"My lord, why don't we have a jacket?" Yang Sanga tried on a black half-turtleneck sweater and blazer, and asked awkwardly.
In fact, it is not necessary to have a cotton coat to keep warm, but at this time, people who feel that they have a head and a face, habitually wear a robe that can cover the thighs and are longer than the knees, and it always feels awkward to expose the thighs and crotch.
This is true even on the steppe.
Zhao Chuanxin's eyes glared: "What kind of cotton coat do you want?" Let you wear whatever you want, what nonsense? β
Public officials, mostly working indoors, have coal on the Zarai-Noll side, and now it is contracted to the five-wing chief, is it a problem to heat up in winter?
Yang Sang sneered, put on a dark blue suit, pants and leather boots.
Unlike soldiers, public officials do not have to stand in line and try them on individually.
Yao Jia also changed her set, and said regretfully: "It doesn't match my soft silk shirt......"
For a while, foreigners were popular with silkworm soft silk shirts, which were thin, soft and fluffy, and Zhao Chuanxin wanted to give him an electric cannon when he saw the man wearing that.
"Don't wear that sooner rather than later, sissy." Zhao Chuanxin commented. "At least the thickness of the blend can show the masculinity of a man."
Yao Jia saw that Zhao Chuanxin was also wearing a black turtleneck, and smacked her lips and said that in Lugang Town, Zhao Chuanxin and Miao Cuihua are both fashion pioneers, leading fashion trendsetters, and listening to him is right.
Zhao Chuanxin patted Yang Sang'a on the back: "Stand tall and pull back, Confucianism also pays attention to sitting upright, standing like a pine, walking like the wind, sitting like a clock, the civil servants of the Binfu Mansion must have momentum, prepare a thorn in the future, whoever shrinks his shoulders and collapses his back will whip him." β
The sky was overcast, and there was no weather forecast, and the people themselves had the ability to predict the weather. When there is a weather forecast, this ability will slowly disappear.
Yang Sang'a said to Zhao Chuanxin in a suit: "Lord Prefect, it's going to snow." β
Zhao Chuanxin wondered: "How do you know?" β
"I just know anyway."
The man was right.
In the afternoon, the light snow was blowing one after another, blown sideways by the southeast wind, and the sky and the earth were vast.
Perhaps the people have sensed the weather in advance, and there is a lot less business in the province today.
Everyone leaned on the windowsill and looked out.
Yang Sang Daxi, who hurried back from outside, entered the house and shook off the snowflakes on his body, and looked up: "You ......"
The room was dressed in a dark blue uniform, wide trousers, and round-toed Chelsea boots that were suitable for horseback riding and formal wear.
The spirit immediately lifted up.
Only the big pigtails on the back of everyone's head are somewhat unsightly.
At this time, Yang Sang'a was a little used to the new uniform, and proudly leaned on the windowsill and said, "What's the matter?" β
"It's not good, is this a little unseemly?"
"The prefect said that if you want to keep pace with the times, you can't stick to the rules, and if you wear a bag and are sloppy, the people will not be convinced, and you must reflect the spirit of our Yubin Mansion."
Yang Sangda pouted: "What's the best dress?" The robes are more decent. β
Yang Sang'a, who was still a little uncomfortable before, scoffed when he heard the words at this time: "The foreigner's guns are not good, you continue to use bows and arrows; The foreigner's train is not good, you continue to ride a horse; The foreigner's steamboat is not good, you continue Yang Fan; The foreigner's machine is not good, you continue to use wooden barrels to carry ...... for mining and drainage"
Yang Sangda's face was red and his neck was thick when he heard this, but he couldn't refute it.
This is actually Zhao Chuanxin's original words, but it was just misappropriated by Yang Sang'a.
Seeing that he was speechless to refute Yang Sangdaxi, Yang Sang'a was triumphant: "I heard that foreigners used to like men to wear skirts like women, and they had to put on a pair of stockings to the root of their legs, and the leg hair came out, do you still wear them now?" They're improving, so do you have to go backwards? What's so proud about this? When people move living trees and move deaths, do they have to keep the old ways to be good? β
In the past, whether it was the appearance of foreigners themselves, or the clothes of foreigners, or the various tricks and tricks brought by foreigners, when they came to China, they were regarded as foreign appearances by the government and the people.
This word first came out of the mouth of Li Hongzhang.
At that time, everyone was happy to close their mouths, happy, watching the clown jump up and down.
One day, everyone couldn't laugh because they found out that the clown turned out to be themselves.
Cixi thought that she could single-handedly challenge the whole world, but she was beaten up, and everyone lost their smiles completely.
Yang Sanda stomped his feet and went to find a uniform to try on.
Zhao Chuanxin went out.
He first went to the school that had been capped and had doors and windows installed, filled the stove with coals, and lit it with the old god cauldron brand.
Then he walked towards Bayar's yurt.
The wind of the grassland is very evil, it can blow people to the east and west, and blow the soul to smoke.
That old guy doesn't freeze to death anymore.
When I arrived at the yurt, I saw that Bayar's forehead was not wearing much, and it seemed that it was still the same torn robe, which was very thin.
I don't know who sent dry cow dung in the yurt, the smell of igniting cow dung is not as pungent as imagined, and everyone who will smell it is said to have the fragrance of grass, but Zhao Chuanxin can't smell it, it doesn't smell so good after all, the ashes after burning are a little fine, and the wind brought up by lifting the curtain can make the fire dusty.
But overall, it's not particularly cold in the yurt.
"Here we are." Bayar's two thick palms were sandwiched between his legs to keep warm, and he looked up at Zhao Chuanxin with a smile.
"I forgot about it before, the school has been built, I'll take you to move over."
Bayar looked at his dirty robe, which had covered the original color, and everything in the room had a thick pulp, and there was a deep black oily old mud in the lines, including the handle of his crow knife.
He bowed his head slightly and said, "Don't go, it's good here." β
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, and put all his "jumping god" things into the space, and the pots and pans did not fall.
Bayard was dumbfounded.
He has seen this hand, and Zhao Chuanxin is forcing him to go.
He smiled bitterly: "I went to see the school during the day, and even the steps are clean, and the walls are almost as thick as an arm, so it's a pity for me, an old guy who is half-buried in loess, to live in." β
Zhao Chuanxin helped him up with one hand, his hand shook, and he put on an extra cotton coat: "At that time, you still wanted to work hard with me for your apprentice, where did that spiritual head go?" Living in a new house, scared, and not like an old guy who has gone through vicissitudes of life in the south and north? β
Zhao Chuanxin is talking about the little devil spy who deceived Bayar's forehead.
In the end, he even wanted to harm him, perhaps it was this incident that made the old man lose his spirit, and he collapsed when he came back.
Bayar held his knees up, feeling that it must be the blessing of the sun god, otherwise how could he meet Zhao Chuanxin?
When you are getting old, you still want to enjoy happiness?
But he was not good at expressing himself, so he just staggered along with Zhao Chuanxin.
One tall and one short, one tall and one rickety, two backs waded through the heavy snow, leaving two strings of footprints, one deep and one shallow.
Bayarb entered his room, the only room in the primary hall with a kang and a stove outside.
Because Zhao Chuanxin came to light the stove first, the kang and the fire wall were already slightly heated, making the room warm.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "You sit on the fire wall first, and I'll clean it up for you." β
Even if Zhao Chuanxin is an old guy and doesn't mean to respect the old at all, it still makes Bayar feel that he has endured too much kindness.
He waved his hand: "What to pack?" Pretty good. β
The house is surrounded by walls, and the school has just been built, and no furniture has been added, which is far from good.
Who knew that Zhao Chuanxin had already prepared, and first put the set of weird things on the kang of Bayar's forehead.
Immediately, there was a bang, and the wood squares, boards and other timbers shook off the ground.
It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin had already prepared and asked Zhu Laoba to get a large log of wood, and the size had been measured.
To make furniture, you are either a nailmaker or a mortise and tenon monster.
Zhao Chuanxin was accustomed to using nails, but the wood had already made mortise and tenon joints, and he hired a carpenter to help design them.
It's just that he doesn't want to waste brain cells but ponders.
Taking off his coat, he didn't wear much, and underneath his trench coat was an earthy green shirt.
DuangDuangDuangβ¦β¦
The mallet struck a miracle, one at a time, just because the elf carving knife cut was too silky and had no burrs.
In a moment, a simple desk was propped up, and then there were chairs, wardrobes, and display shelves.
Bayar felt a little hot on the wall of fire under his buttocks, and he moved to the edge of the kang.
It's so much hotter than a yurt that I couldn't have imagined before.
Sitting and watching Zhao Chuanxin work, ordinary people don't have this treatment, it is definitely a kind of enjoyment.
On the solid wood table, Zhao Chuanxin carried a one-legged fluttering posture that he could fiddle with as much as he wanted, and the beauty of this strength alone was pleasing to the eye.
Duang, kicking the table to the window, began assembling the display shelves again.
Duang, kicked into the corner......
Zhao Chuanxin is by no means a genius with a super high IQ, but he has clear logic, and his body is extremely healthy, which makes his mind clear, don't look at doing things quickly, but he is very organized.
It didn't take much effort to assemble all the furniture.
The key is to take advantage of the hand, the mallet appears in the hand, no need to put it away, use it and then take it, there will never be a situation where you want to use it but can't find it.
If you want to free your hands, you can do it right away. If you want a piece of wood on the ground, put it away and then take it out, and then you have it in your hand.
It's all about efficiency.
Originally, the house was surrounded by four walls, but before it got dark, it became a small apartment with all kinds of organs.
At this time, the wall of fire and the kang were burning hot.
In extremely cold places, the fire wall and kang are equivalent to huge radiators, as long as the fire is burned, the temperature cannot be stopped.
The ridiculously thick wall turns the lattice window into a bay window in minutes, and it is not a problem to sit on it, which greatly isolates the cold outside.
Zhao Chuanxin rolled up his sleeves and didn't wear autumn pants, he felt a little hot.
He took off his shirt, which was a T-shirt underneath.
I went to add coal to the stove first, and then came back to arrange the location of the furniture.
The final kang cabinet was installed, and three sets of bedding were put in: "There are friends to live in the future, spare it." β
It's all snatched from the Tsarist Russia, and it's affordable to use it without spending money.
Bayard looked at the brand-new bedding and felt troubled.
I don't know how long it's been since I've taken a shower, so if I go to bed, I'll spoil my new bedding?
Zhao Chuanxin went to the sand pile outside, put on mud trowel gloves and gathered a rock bathtub.
Rinse with water and pour on the muddy ground outside the steps, otherwise the steps will freeze and the children will slip and knock out both of their front teeth.
Those who are already leaking teeth are even more ugly if there are two less.
Why rinse with water? Because every time the sand gathers, impurities and dust will be left behind.
Go back and fill the bathtub with water, heat up the old god crucible brand, and tell Bayar's forehead: "Come on, rub your old ashes, drop a pound and light a pound, and prepare a ...... for you."
Bayar's forehead touched the texture of the bathtub in surprise: "The stone is better than the outer wall......"
(End of chapter)