Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "I can edit, but why should I give it to you?"

Rachel Kervis said of course: "Benjamin is your apprentice."

"Benjamin is my apprentice, I want to make up a song for you?" Zhao Chuanxin looked her up and down, making her uncomfortable: "Then you are still Benjamin's mother, so can I share..."
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Rachel Kervis: "Sharing a mom with him?"

After saying that, she giggled.

“Blank!”

Zhao Chuanxin was furious, raised his hand and slapped her on the butt.

Rachel Kravis jumped up in shock.

This time it was Zhao Chuanxin's turn to laugh.

"I won't bullshit you. I'm going to take a shower. My nose is sticky."

Just not seeing it dry is tantamount to pouring gasoline on your desires and leaving them out in the sun.

Zhao Chuanxin has to admit that now his will is easily broken by desire.

Yes, he is such a superficial person!

After taking a cold shower, he took out the dirty clothes in the secret realm and stuffed them into the dirty clothes basket. Someone would naturally take them to clean them.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Chuanxin left the villa and said to Benjamin Goldberg, who was in a daze: "Hey, the life of the rich is so depraved. You don't need to learn to be a teacher, you must have the spirit of hard work.

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Benjamin Goldberg came to his senses: "But, I think Master enjoys the life of a rich man."

"Superficial and childish!" Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "Those are all appearances."

"..."

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Now, let's work together to design a dining car model, build it for the teacher personally, and then go to town to experiment."

Benjamin Goldberg scratched his disheveled hair: "Master, will I get paid?"

"Farke, you're after money, right? It's all your nasty capitalist father who taught you bad things."

"However, my father has been obsessed with investing recently, and I think he is about to fall. So I need to save some money first to help him tide over the difficulties."

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "How did you know he was going to fall?"

Samuel Goldberg is not alone in his stumble.

"It's just a feeling, judged by my rich knowledge and extraordinary wisdom."

This kid has the potential to become a "full-time professional Wang Yuyan" and knows a little bit about everything.

"You kid, you are good at everything, but you have not inherited the humility of being a teacher."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin’s craftsmanship has reached its peak.

Instead of doing the fancy work of mortise and tenon, the elf carving knife, hammer, and nails take turns.

There is plenty of wood, metal and glass for him to squander.

The master and apprentice didn't even draw any drawings, they were discussing and working on it.

Zhao Chuanxin is a strong man in divergent thinking, and Benjamin Goldberg can perfect the details.

"Master, if you want to store various seasonings here, you need to create at least thirty grids."

"No, this is different from a real kitchen. I will build a workshop and process the finished seasonings. Then I only need to control the dosage and add them to the food in batches. No on-site preparation is required."

This is the secret to assembly line production of street food.

Rather than preparing food, it is better to say that it is assembling food.

Everything is prepared, and food can be delivered to diners as quickly as possible on the street.

Save time, save space, save costs, but maximize sales.

"Master, your idea is like a genius, I really admire you!"

"Tell me, who did you learn to flatter? A teacher wouldn't teach you this."

The master and the apprentice are talking nonsense, and the subordinates will not stop.

Zhao Chuanxin told him to take him to see John Browning.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Is that the famous old designer?"

"Yes, we are stuck in a bottleneck and need to find someone knowledgeable to break through the technical barriers."

"Okay, Master, let's go steal the master."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin emphasized: "It is communication, fair and friendly communication."

No electric planer, no electric saw or operating table is needed, just a magic carving knife can be used all over the world.

Earth-shaking changes are taking place inside the carriage.

Zhao Chuanxin dug a big hole on one side and made a window that could be lifted up, with a folding platform underneath.

In 1907, New York was developed enough that gas pipelines were connected to thousands of homes, and even gas tanks were available at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin decided to equip the dining car with gas tanks, but he didn't use them this time.

When he changed his mind, a carriage slowly drove in outside the manor.

"Sir, let me deliver the crayfish!"

It came very quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin readily paid the balance and asked Marcus Nkrumah to unload the goods.

Looking at the buckets full of lobsters, Benjamin Goldberg wondered: "Master, why did you buy so many crayfish?"

"These are our ingredients. We will take them to the town to sell tomorrow. Your mother said there is some kind of harvest festival in the town? There are so many people and it sells out fast."

In the evening, Rachel Kervis did not leave, but was invited by Miao Cuihua to stay for dinner.

Zhao Chuanxin cooked today himself and took his servants to grill crayfish.

It's just that there were too many, and the servant's eyes felt dark when he looked at the pots of crayfish.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I will take it to the town to sell it tomorrow. Once it is sold, I will calculate the labor cost for you."

Crayfish are very cheap at this time, but Americans don’t eat the heads, only the lobster meat, and artificial ones are the most expensive.

Sure enough, after hearing this, these people became motivated to work.

Zhao Chuanxin tinkered for a long time, preparing to make three kinds.

One is Tabasco pepper, lemon, pepper, celery powder, bay leaf, ginger powder, mustard seeds, onion, salt and garlic cloves to enhance the flavor, and the taste is more Western.

The other is my favorite sesame recipe.

Then there’s the grilled sandwich with cheese.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his apron, wiped his hands, and said to a group of servants: "We have made enough. Take some for yourselves. The main dish tonight is crayfish."

The servants cheered.

The room was full of fragrance, and the scent of lobster meat cooked by Zhao Chuanxian had long made them laugh.

Zhao Chuanxin and his servants brought various crayfish sandwiches to the table.

Miao Cuihua was stunned and whispered: "Just eat this?"

"Hey, you're not an outsider, let Rachel just eat, why are you treating her like a guest?"

Benjamin Goldberg rushed to say: "I'll take one first to have a taste."

He also followed suit and made plans. Tomorrow he and Zhao Chuanxin would drive together to go to the town to make money.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought of something and said to the servant: "Go pick up thirty sandwiches and deliver them to Marcus."

"..."

In an era when oil and water are scarce, people generally eat more.

But Zhao Chuanxin boasts that Hei Dahao has not been hungry during this period, and this guy is still so edible.

Rachel Kervis took a bite.

The crayfish and grilled cheese are connected together to form a long thread.

Ladies are not allowed to eat this.

"Hmm...it's so delicious!" Rachel Kravis danced all afternoon and was already hungry. "What kind of shrimp is this?"

Benjamin Goldberg snapped: "Crawfish!"

Miao Cuihua picked up the whole mochi on the plate with chopsticks: "Isn't this a cricket? There are also crickets in the United States?"
To be continued...