For such a trivial matter, Niu Zihou didn't even need to take action personally. He could just casually give the following few instructions and it would be done in minutes.

After taking many detours, it’s finally time for Zhao Chuanxin to go home.

The road becomes muddy, spring returns to the earth, and the frozen soil melts and the earth's air evaporates.

Zhao Chuanxin has always believed that living upstairs means you will lose grounding and your health will get worse.

If a dying old man can live in a bungalow for a while, his legs and feet may become stronger.

He likes this feeling.

The white crane rests by the lake to gather strength to continue moving north.

Northeastern people are afraid of both cold and heat, and this is the best time to do it. It’s a little bit cold, and the heat dissipated during work just offsets the chill.

Therefore, regardless of whether there is any work or not, Zhao Chuanxin can always see people going out to find something to do along the way.

It would be great even to use some sorghum stalks from before burning to sew curtains.

Since we sew curtains, there are naturally women who cut hemp.

The cut hemp belt is used to draw silk, and a pig bone is used to hang it and twist the hemp rope. It has a wide range of uses, and sewing curtains is just one of them.

There is not much prosperity here, but you can survive with your hands and hard work.

They would stop and look at the passers-by on horseback, watching them pass by like a fleeting moment in their own lives.

Zhao Chuanxin is their scenery, and they are also Zhao Chuanxin's scenery.

Gao Li said: "Hey, I always thought about living like this. Every year my mother would cut hemp in the spring. We thought that as the family had more and more things, we would have hope for the future. If there were many people in the family, we would be able to separate the family.

Everyone has one share. But when will peace come down here?"

There was a hatred in his heart, just like the winter snow in early spring, when he thought it had melted away, but found that there was snow everywhere, and the accumulated water had nowhere to flow, and it would become even more muddy.

Hate the gangster? They are not the root; hate the Qing court? But foreigners are invading it; hate foreigners? If the Qing court is not weak and can be bullied, how can it dare to invade?

It seems that we should still hate Qingting.

There are many people who have this idea, just like Sun Dapao of Honolulu, who is planning to overthrow the Qing court!

Even if Zhao Chuanxin, who knows the clear direction of history, wants to intervene in the current situation, he will still feel that it is a mess and he has no way to start.

It’s better to keep it simple.

Mage, it’s not shameful to be lazy and occasionally do some small tricks to change the fate of some people.

What's there to be ashamed of in admitting your incompetence?

According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, rushing is the most harmful thing to the body.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that this was correct. When he returned to Lugang Town, he felt that the exhaustion of his body suddenly surged over and permeated his whole body.

Listening to the children in the town shouting in surprise when they saw him, all they could do was smile ugly.

"Uncle is back!"

"Uncle, will you bring us something delicious?"

"Dad, why did you come back?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a bag of food and threw it to Zhao Hongzhi: "Let everyone share a portion."

The two things children look forward to most: playing and eating.

Zhao Chuanxin took the opportunity to escape and couldn't wait to go home and have a good sleep to sleep off all the fatigue!

Gan Rice’s belly is not very obvious, as if he is full after eating.

"Woof woof woof..."

"I'm back now. I won't be leaving for a long time this time."

One person and one dog have always been inseparable. It may not be appropriate to say this. But it is indeed the first time we have been separated for so long.

After taking off her coat, Miao Cuihua diligently came to bring her some water for washing.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Heat me a basin of bath water, I want to take a bath."

Later on in urbanization, why are rural people willing to run to the city? Because there is no heating or bathroom in the countryside. Taking a bath is not just a luxury, but it is definitely a troublesome thing.

When your body is sticky, being able to take a hot shower immediately, and having to endure it and wait until it is convenient, are completely different concepts.

Even if Miao Cuihua's daily tasks are these tasks, Zhao Chuanxin will not always trouble her.

He soaked his feet first, and then tentatively got into the heavy, thick solid wood bathtub.

"Woof woof woof..."

Shaking his wet hands, he stroked Qianfan's head: "It's too cold now, you can't wash it."

During this period, Miao Cuihua also came in to add firewood to Zhao Chuanxin's fireplace. She did not feel embarrassed because he was naked in the bathtub, but she was not ambiguous about it either, just like she would treat a high-ranking god statue in a temple.

When he came out, he wiped off the water on his body with a bath towel, put away or hung up the clothes and equipment piled on the back of the chair one by one, and then relaxed his tense mind.

What is the definition of a gangster? Arming and plundering! He has done both, but he does not consider himself a gangster. What kind of gangster is robbing foreigners?

Thinking like this, he can sleep with peace of mind. This definition makes his base camp, Lugang Town, impregnable.

There is no need to worry about any movement. When you wake up, it is already dark.

He got up and held the lamp, and the room became bright.

Li Guangzong immediately noticed the light shining through the window on the courtyard floor and came to Zhao Chuanxin's room.

"Sir, you're awake. I shouldn't bother you, but these expenditures require your signature."

Signing is a trivial matter, the main money is in Zhao Chuanxin's pocket.

"I will put 500,000 silver dollars in the warehouse. You should keep track of the bills, and the expenses must be detailed. Pay the expenses of the insurance team members for this trip, 10,000 silver dollars each, including you."
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After hesitating for a moment, Li Guangzong asked: "Is it too much?"

"A drop in a bucket."

In this way, the next day, there was an insurance team member standing guard outside the warehouse with loaded ammunition, and people came to take shifts every day.

We can't break ground yet, but we can already break stones. There isn't much else in Lugang Town, but there are plenty of stones.

In an era where technology is transmitted one-on-one, it is a common public mentality to cherish the broom. A stonemason with little technical content has to hide it.

Li Guangzong was somewhat infected with the "dominance" of Zhao Chuanxin's character, and said to the mason: "I will give you ten times the money and teach these people. You have time to work as a foreigner, and we in Lugang Town don't have time to waste it with you."

Living in troubled times, there is nothing to be pretentious about. Let’s fill our stomachs first, so the mason readily agreed.

But when the insurance team expanded its recruitment, things didn't go so smoothly at first.

The original farmers in Lugangling Village were willing to choose the shortcut to get rich, but the new members would rather go hungry than live with their heads tied up in their belts.

The things that a gangster does can often push people into danger, but a comfortable environment can weaken people's will.

It was when members of the insurance team were bragging that their wealth was revealed, and many people realized that there was wealth on the other side of the dead end.

At this time, Li Guangzong took advantage of it.

Those who are too short are not allowed, those who are skinny are not allowed, those who are disabled are not allowed, and those who have poor eyesight are not allowed.

He proudly set a set of standards and the elimination rate was as high as 80%.

He remembered what his husband said: Don't cherish what is easy to get, but treasure is what you steal.

Zhao Chuanxin took a walk with his rice to watch the masons at work, using technology from another field to improve his thinking model. He also went to watch the live-fire shooting of new members of the insurance team to check their training system.

The newly equipped Continental Pistol is a good thing, and the retired revolver is distributed to the police and public security officers for self-defense.
Chapter completed!