The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin took off his coat and came to the case, raising his racquet and swinging the ball.

The small hollow celluloid ball bounced to the opposite side. Zhao Chuanxin flashed and went to the opposite side to catch the ball.

smash.

The figure flashed again and came back to catch the ball.

The fourth child was fascinated by it.

The clerk in the store rubbed his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin played back and forth erratically for a few times, dropped the racket, flicked the ball with his thumb and middle finger, and the ball accurately landed on the mouth of an empty soda glass bottle on the small table next to him.

"Master, I want to learn."

"Master, I also want to learn."

Defu stammered: "Uncle, I, I want to learn too."

Zhao Hongzhi stepped forward and was about to kneel as soon as his knees became weak. Suddenly he remembered something and his soft knees hardened again. He cupped his hands and said, "I want to accept you as my teacher."

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette, put on his coat, threw the money on the counter and walked out: "Learning everything will only hurt you."

Then he glared at Zhao Hongzhi fiercely.

Zhao Hongzhi sneered and put down his hand.

Benjamin Goldberg suggested: "Master, let's go to the Win Theater and watch a movie."

"What kind of movie are you watching? It's just a black and white scenery film with snowflakes, but it's superfluous and has a ventriloquist dubbing it."

Zhao Chuanxin went to the Lugang Town Cinema.

At this time, all films were imported from abroad and were dominated by Europe and the United States.

In addition to documentaries and landscape films, they are all short films.

At first, the audience saw a huge ship that seemed to burst through the curtain and screamed for a long time.

Then it became boring.

So the cinema hired ventriloquists to not only narrate but also provide dubbing.

As soon as the ship arrived, the ventriloquist said: "Woooo..."

Oral live whistle.

Audience: "Okay..."

Start throwing copper coins on the stage.

The curtain was smashed into waves by the copper coins, the ship was deformed, and the ventriloquist was delighted to see the money and follow the sound.

This is a different kind of 3D, 3D where time and space are distorted together.

Furthermore, some foreigners sensed business opportunities and filmed Cixi’s burial scene.

At this time, the base of the film is made of nitrocellulose ester, whose composition is similar to that of gunpowder cotton. It is easy to set and easy to break.

What should I do if the film breaks or deteriorates after being played many times?

Cut a meter or several meters and re-glue.

It doesn’t matter if it’s missing, but it’s bad if it’s glued incorrectly.

Good guy, random editing can easily turn an ordinary movie into a horror movie.

For example, one second, a group of people are carrying the coffin, and the next second, a photo of Cixi, who is old and haggard, with eyes as dull as a ghost, appears on the screen.

The ventriloquist's little tongue trembled wildly, and he took the lead in killing pigs.

All the viewers were shocked and said that Cixi jumped out of the coffin.

The timid person was so frightened by the scene and the scream that he became bedridden.

"If you don't want to watch it, can it still be called a movie?" Zhao Chuanxin immediately objected.

"Uncle, what you said is wrong. It's clearly a movie, a photo that can move."

"Exactly, how interesting is it?"

Benjamin Goldberg captures a touch of the extraordinary.

He asked: "Master, how can we call it a qualified movie?"

Zhao Chuanxin was slightly hesitant.

This has reached an area where he can show off, but it is obvious that the production technology is not up to standard at this time.

“From the audience’s perspective, the basic requirements for a qualified film are colorful images, synchronized sound, and a well-structured story.”

Si Xiao was shocked: "Where can I see this kind of movie?"

Want to see, love to see.

Zhao Chuanxin was silent.

Benjamin Goldberg guessed: "Such technology must not have existed at this time. Master, how about we develop new technology. I know how to make photosensitive emulsions, and maybe we can paint to make color images."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "Actually, Maxwell has long proposed the theory of three primary colors. However, the production of color film relies not on the additive color method, but the subtractive color method. The film does not use nitrocellulose ester, but uses triacetate base. "

Benjamin Goldberg's eyes immediately lost focus.

This is a sign that he is delusional.

His voice was hollow: "Solving the film and photosensitive emulsion, the sound can be recorded on film, synchronized with the picture, and matched with the mechanical rhythm of the hand-cranked projector at 16 frames per second."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was well aware of his apprentice's nature, knew that in his eldest apprentice's head there seemed to be a flock of sheep grazing in disorder, but there was a lack of herders.

Zhao Chuanxin is the shepherd.

He said with a smile: "No, hand-cranked projectors are outdated. It's best to use electric ones, which break the 16 frames per second mechanical rhythm and make the frame rate denser. Recording records is not possible. You have to add a soundtrack to the film."

Benjamin Goldberg's eyes were still empty, but his tone became urgent: "What are vocal cords?"

Zhao Chuanxin followed suit: "First of all, we need a pole microphone that can follow the actors at different distances. Secondly, we need a soundproof cover to allow the camera to move freely. The sound vibration pushes the microphone diaphragm, and the diaphragm drives the coil to move in the magnetic field to generate induction. Electric current, Nikola Tesla was familiar with this."

"Secondly, there is an optical amplitude modulator, followed by a constant light source. Using the electromagnetic induction effect, the changing electrical signal controls the size of the modulator's slit opening, thereby leaving a waveform frequency track on the film."

“When playing, there needs to be a light source with an acoustic drum.”

"A pipe is installed in the middle of the sound drum, which will concentrate the light from behind into a gap. When the film passes through, the light passing through the gap scans the vocal cords, revealing changing light, reaching the photoelectric sensor on the other side, converting it into an electrical signal, and sending it to the speaker to drive vibration The membrane achieves sound.”

"Or convert the current change into alternating light and dark flashes, record the frequency on film, and then convert it into light and dark changing lines to achieve sound conversion. The sound channel can be a single track or a dual track to avoid sound distortion..."

It is said that the average amount of information that a normal person's brain consciousness can process is 7±2.

Benjamin Goldberg is very different from ordinary people. His brain consciousness can process much more information than this.

Maybe dozens, maybe hundreds, or maybe more.

If an ordinary person has seven plants in his brain at the same time, namely, dogtail grass, pine grass, beauty pine, schisandra chinensis, gastrodia stem, Acanthopanax senticosus, and fern.

Then Benjamin Goldberg's brain will take over the entire mountain...

The five people stood motionless beside the stone road, which was very strange.

De Fu pulled Zhao Chuanxin's collar: "Uncle, is he bewitched by the yellow-skinned man?"

"Shh..." Zhao Chuanxin didn't let him speak.

Benjamin Goldberg came back to his soul: "Master, I understand. I want to talk to Nicholas."

Zhao Chuanxin took them home.

Entering the villa, passing by the door of the reception room, Zhao Chuanxin saw Miao Cuihua and several businessmen studying contracts or something.

The two of them tacitly didn't say much.

Like Wilhelmina, Miao Cuihua didn't show her pregnancy very much.

Those who didn't know would think she was just fat.

Miao Cuihua nodded: "Second brother."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Big brother."

Then they passed by.

The four children were all stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin found a secluded place, took out his wireless mobile phone, and called Tianshangfei.

Guotie's voice sounded: "I'm Guotie, which branch of the Anti-Clean Alliance?"

"I'm Benjamin, from the Wumuweierwenenyeltuwenweiwuwenmubenosasi branch."

"..." Guotie cried: "Young sir, I miss you so much. I haven't seen you for several months. I can't sleep at night and I can't eat. I've lost weight..."

"Oh, you're so pitiful." Benjamin Goldberg's face was calm: "Go call Mr. Ni."

Zhao Chuanxin hung up his coat: "Why does this Guotie's mouth look like the waist of cotton pants?"

If you pay attention to him, he will never stop.

Not long after, Nikola Tesla came: "Benjamin, why did you leave for so long? Come back and be my assistant."

Benjamin Goldberg was obviously in no hurry to reply: "Nikola, I have a few difficult problems to discuss with you..."

The two spoke Chinese at first, and then they spoke more and more obscurely and returned to English.

After talking for a long time, he hung up the phone: "Master, it's done. It won't be difficult for us."

Although this is complicated, it is not epoch-making.

The light modulator can be solved with simple electromagnetic principles, and the same is true for photoelectric sensors.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that among the series of things he had done over the years, accepting Benjamin Goldberg as his apprentice and tricking Nikola Tesla into coming were the wisest decisions.

The two were Zhao's Bruce Banner and Tony Stark.

The apprentice said, the master drew.

It took less than an hour for the blueprint to come out.

Benjamin Goldberg asked: "Master, can you make it?"

Zhao Chuanxin paused for a few seconds.

He used these seconds to wait for Xingyue's answer.

Xingyue told him: "You can do it. You can hand over the process of making emulsifier to the printing factory in Rune City. They can do it in a completely dark environment with puppets. As for the delicate work of applying three layers of emulsion of red, green and blue primary colors on the same triacetate film base, it must be done by me."

Zhao Chuanxin was about to speak, and Xingyue said: "What you thought just now was nothing more than being glad to accept a disciple and trick Nikola Tesla."

Zhao Chuanxin was unhappy when he heard it: "How can the work of intellectuals be called cheating?"

"Haha." Xingyue said ... Yue sneered: "In time, I will be your greatest wealth."

"Okay, okay, you dog thing, do you have to be sick at this time?"

"Master, who are you talking to?"

"Nothing." Zhao Chuanxin said: "Go back and write down the process and raw materials for making photosensitive emulsion, and leave the rest to me."

Yao Bing hurriedly asked: "Master, when can I watch the movie you mentioned?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "Probably in winter."

"..."

Because Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to watch a movie, the four children reluctantly went to the cinema after playing table tennis.

After returning from the library, Ganfan waited outside the door and slipped back when they opened the door.

It yawned and lay on the bed in the corridor to rest: "When will the meal be ready? I'm starving."

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "What? You didn't even say hello to me when you came back. You raised an ungrateful person."

Ganfan lay on the bed and said: "If the mind changes with the environment, it is an ordinary person. If the environment changes with the mind, it is a saint. Old Zhao, open up your mind and read more."

"Are you going to Beijing to take the exam?"

Ganfan curled his lips in disdain: "If the roles are reversed, I will let those drunkards in Beijing know who is the dog official."

"Look at how awesome you are."

Miao Cuihua sent away her business partners at this time, came back and hugged Zhao Chuanxin's neck and said: "Second brother, let's go inside and discuss martial arts."

Zhao Chuanxin touched her belly and changed his face: "Don't make a big deal at this time, no, don't even stop at the right time."

As he was talking, Miao Cuihua's face turned pale and she covered her belly: "Oh, the baby is coming out..."

...

In the first year of Xuantong, on October 20, Zhao Zhengze was born.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy to hold his eldest son.

Princess Zhao Lingjun was born without Zhao Chuanxin's knowledge.

It made Zhao Chuanxin feel that his role as a father was incomplete.

Zhao Zhengze made up for the shortcomings.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going in the villa.

At this time, it was strictly forbidden for men to break into the confinement room, so Miao Cuihua stayed behind closed doors and was entertained by Zhao Chuanxin from outside.

Zhao Zhongyi, Liu Baogui, Gao Li, Er Feizi and others all came.

Among the second-generation insurance team members, Wang Long and Sun Yanguang came as representatives.

After hearing the news, Du Lizi and others were unable to come back from Yanbian, so they all sent representatives to send congratulatory gifts.

When Hu Er, Tang Qunying and Li Tonglong arrived, they were speechless when they saw that such a large villa was overcrowded.

In addition to the senior officials of Lugang Town, business tycoons and even local officials from the Qing court came.

Of course, they are all transparent around Lugang Town.

Tang Qunying grinded his teeth and murmured in a low voice: "We adults are really good at flirting with women. We even have children in our outer rooms..."

She is Rebecca Levy's bestie after all.

When speaking, your elbows naturally turn inward.

"Shut up." Hu Er scolded: "Who is the outer chamber? It's still unclear. When is it your turn to gossip?"

"Why can't I say it?" Tang Qunying said, "The prefect keeps saying that men and women have equal rights, but in the end he has three wives and four concubines..."

Hu Er: "Okay, okay, just shut up. We are in Lugang Town, not Lubin Mansion, and we don't tolerate you running wild."

"Hmph, besides having great power and wealth, how can he compare with those infatuated men?"

Li Tonglong said silently from the side: "Sister Tang, just these two points you said will make those infatuated men kneel down to listen."

Tang Qunying's face turned red: "..."

Hu Er chuckled.

The three of them saw that one was giving gold locks, the other was giving jade as he wished, and there were only seven or eight gold abacuses. Soon, strange gold and silver jewelry piled up like mountains.

Fan Ziliang's wrist felt numb while writing the gift account.

Zhao Chuanxin was greeted and sent, wave after wave, and finally walked towards the three of them.

"So I sent you three here. How is Lubin Mansion always doing?"

Tang Qunying snorted: "There is no prefect who is more derelict in his duties than you."

Zhao Chuanxin felt happy after holding the big boy in his arms, and said cheerfully: "Ms. Tang's irregular menstruation is also beneficial. A thousand miles of fuel consumption only requires one breath of gas."

"you……"

"Even my dog ​​is calmer than you. Isn't that right, Ganfan?"

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Tang Qunying's chest heaved with anger.

In a quarrel with Zhao Chuanxin, complete defeat is almost permanent.

Tang Qunying calmed down and said, "I hope you understand which end is lighter and which is heavier."

There was something in her words, as if she was talking about Zhao Chuanxin not returning to Lubin Mansion while in Sakhalin, or she was talking about Rebecca Levi and Miao Cuihua.

If she knew that Zhao Chuanxin also had a queen and Gulizal, she would probably go into menopause.

Zhao Chuanxin pretended not to understand: "Don't worry, Lubin Mansion is definitely not an unfinished project by Zhao."

Zhao Chuanxin should have returned to the island in time, but now he wouldn't leave even if they chased him.

When everyone was gone, he went to see Zhao Zhengze, who was sleeping soundly.

The child is very healthy, not even jaundiced, and the skin is not as dark and wrinkled as normal children when they are just born.

On the contrary, he is fair and fair, and a bit of Zhao Chuanxin can be seen in his eyebrows, eyes and nose.

A flood of people came to see the child and were amazed.

There is no wind, rain, thunder and lightning, no auspiciousness comes to the world, no Buddha's light appears.

There were no abnormalities in terms of weather or geography, but the child himself was a phenomenon.

After the child was fed, he fell asleep quietly.

Zhao Chuanxin took a closer look and found that Zhao Zhengze not only looked like him, but also had similar facial features to Yao Jia, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

Nothing to doubt.

When Miao Cuihua was pregnant, Yao Jia was in Lubin Mansion, and he didn't have the old sacred altar to teleport.

It can only be said that the genes of my great-grandmother's lineage are strong.

Grandma Zhao Chuanxin is not beautiful at all, but her offspring are so handsome.

When it comes to Zhao Chuanxin, he is not as good as the previous generation.

The person who came to take care of Miao Cuihua was a plump woman. She came to look at the child at the crib and said, "Look at this child. He has the back of a tiger, the waist of a bear, and the eyes of an eagle since he was a child."

Zhao Chuanxin added: "There is also Lang's temptation."

Woman: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "You look after the child here, I'll go in and see my elder brother."

"Hey, men are not allowed to enter the moon chamber at this time, as it can easily attract evil spirits."

The ancients favored sons over daughters.

When a man enters the lunar month, he is afraid that he will have bad luck.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door open and said, "What kind of evil spirits are there? If I cast an exorcism spell, I can break the duodenum of the King of Hell. Which evil spirit dares to come?"

Miao Cuihua's face was not pale, nor was her body weak. She was devouring chicken cake.

"Oh, it's so delicious. I love it."

"Brother, you are so amazing, you gave birth without saying a word."

Miao Cuihua finished eating and stretched: "It's just a few kilograms of meat, it's nothing. By the way, have you seen Ming Xin?"

"Just now she saw Zhao Zhengze jumping up and down with joy, and fell asleep from exhaustion, so she asked me to carry her back to the house."

Miao Cuihua slowly got up and got off the ground: "Can you give me a bath?"

"Huh? Wash now? Don't you mean moisture has entered your body?"

"I practice balancing skills every day, and the water will only flow out."

"Brother, I suspect you are driving."

“Second brother, there’s no rush, it’ll take a few days to recover, and it won’t be too late to start again after a few days of recovery!”

Even though Miao Cuihua was full of energy, she still fell asleep comfortably as Zhao Chuanxin manipulated the optimal temperature-sensing water to give her a massage.

Zhao Chuanxin evaporated the water vapor, covered her with a quilt, and went to the crib to watch over the child.

"Sir, while I'm watching, you can close your eyes for a while."

"It doesn't matter. I'm watching. Just close your eyes for a while."

Feeding every two to three hours is quite torturous.

As soon as the child cried, Zhao Chuanxin would wake up Miao Cuihua first, and then take him out to sleep again after feeding him.

Twelve hours later, the child had diarrhea.

Zhao Chuanxin is very easy to use and after one operation, it will be clean, refreshing and smell-free.

When the woman heard the child crying and rubbed her sleepy eyes when she got up, Zhao Chuanxin had already packed up.

The child stopped crying, smacked his lips and went back to sleep.

The woman lifted up her skirt and stepped forward, looking left and right, and even leaned over to take a sniff.

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin suspiciously.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Go back and continue sleeping. Wait until you wake up completely and take over from me."

The next day, the fourth child came. While teasing the child, Zhao Hongzhi accidentally poked Zhao Zhengze's arm with his finger, causing pain.

Zhao Zhengze opened his mouth and howled.

Zhao Hongzhi was startled and backed away timidly, thinking that he would be scolded.

But Zhao Chuanxin just patted Zhao Zhengze's tender little arm and said, "You are one year old and in your prime, what is there to cry about?"

Zhao Hongzhi: "..."

What can I say? He didn’t know that he was Zhao Zhengze’s great ancestor!

If Zhao Chuanxin reprimanded him, wouldn't that be causing Zhao Zhengze a sin?

Benjamin Goldberg presents a process and ingredient list for making photographic emulsions and improved methods.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the people and chased them away: "Go away, come back later. Zhao Zhengze is not old enough to be a toy yet."