Chapter 16 Secret Medicine
Chapter 16 Secret Medicine
Russian Concession, Haihe River Ferry
Even in the middle of the night, the huge Tsarist Russian Embassy was still brightly lit.
There were not many things in the magnificent living room, and three people were sitting on the spacious empire sofa.
Sitting on the left was a short, middle-aged foreigner with curly brown hair. It was none other than Geraldt, whom Qin Huai had met at Cheeselin tonight.
"My Lord Bishop, we came to Tianjin quietly to look for the miracle drug. Although we have clues given by your colleagues, Tianjin is so big, we have so few people, and we are not allowed to look for those foot laborers. We really have no idea where to start!"
In a high-pitched voice with a hint of helplessness in his tone, Gerald said to Blank, who was sitting to the east, "If you ask me, why not put up a reward? A large sum of money will surely attract brave men! Maybe the miracle drug will come to you on its own."
The efficacy of the miracle drug has been exaggerated to a terrifying degree in European countries and between North and South America.
In just over a year, it went from being a miracle drug for treating inflammation to a miracle drug that could bring people back to life and turn bones into flesh.
Although Qin Huai played a certain role in this, no one expected that these foreigners would be so fanatical in their pursuit of the miraculous medicine of the ancient dynasty.
A year ago, ever since the youngest son of the Grand Duke of Hesse saved his life from a serious inflammation by using this miraculous oriental medicine, European merchants have been chasing after this miracle medicine like flies seeing blood.
But even if these foreigners tried every possible means, they could only find out that this miracle medicine was only sold in Kowloon. Not only was its price higher than gold, but the seller never showed up.
If you don't pay first, you won't even get to see the magic medicine.
If the Bishop of Kowloon had not found a piece of rice paper scraps in the kraft paper containing the magic medicine by chance, these foreigners would not have been able to find the ends of this tangled ball of wool even if they were given another 30 years.
"Yangliuqing, this kind of texture can only be found in Yangliuqing from Tianjin!"
After comparing dozens of types of rice paper, the China expert hired by these Western merchants came to this definite conclusion.
These Western merchants didn't believe it at first. After all, to them, these papers all looked the same.
But there were no other clues at the moment, so they had no choice but to temporarily trust the China expert they had hired at a high price.
As a last resort, Gerald and Blank came to Tianjin, a legendary city, as advancers.
Bishop Antoine had no intention of getting involved in the affairs of these businessmen, but his trip to Tianjin coincided with Romanov's purpose of seeking the secrets of Chinese martial arts, so he came.
At this time, Antoine sat in the middle of the large sofa, listening to the chattering of Gerald and Blank on both sides, which made even the most patient believer feel upset.
"You two should think about how to complete Romanov's mission. Otherwise, when he arrives and sees you guys bickering with each other, I'm afraid you won't be able to spend all your money!"
Antoine couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the Western businessman's complaints.
When they heard Romanov's name, their faces turned pale. Then, thinking of Romanov's cruel methods, they hurriedly asked Antoine for advice.
"My Lord Bishop, it's not that I can't wait, I just don't have any way to complete Prince Romanov's mission!"
Antoine couldn't help but despise them when he saw their attitude, but when he thought about how he still had to rely on the financial resources of these businessmen, he had to put on an expression that he was doing it for their own good and said slowly,
“The Romanovs want the martial arts secrets of this ancient dynasty, but who knows where those small sects are?
Could he go to them one by one? This would not only be troublesome, but also damage his royal reputation.
The warriors of this country practice martial arts all their lives, and in my opinion, what they pursue is nothing more than fame and fortune. You can send some silver to the ruler of this ancient dynasty.
Hold a martial arts tournament to gather warriors from all over the country. The court will promise you some fame, and you can place a large sum of money as a bet.
With this plan, when all the martial artists gather together, won’t we be able to take any martial arts essence we want?"
"But this kind of national conference is usually held in the capital, which conflicts with our search for medicine in Tianjin."
Geralt was somewhat moved by Antoine's words, but still felt a little hesitant.
“Then you can find a way to change it to Jinmen.
Why not move the martial arts performance in Beijing to Tianjin on the pretext that the dangers of war will affect the longevity of the Buddha? "
Seeing that the two were interested, Antoine added fuel to the fire. Gerald and Blanc looked at each other as if they really thought this method was feasible.
"As expected of you, Bishop. God's wisdom is far beyond the reach of mortals like us. But does your Excellency have any way to connect us two?"
"I have been doing business in Beijing and Tianjin for many years, and I have my own way, but the residence of God needs to be repaired again..."
"As faithful believers of God, we are willing to help the bishop solve his problems."
At the Haihe River ferry, the lights of the Tsarist Russian Embassy were still on under the moonlight.
Outside the dark courtyard wall in the southwest corner, a head wearing a black scarf popped out at some point and stared coldly at the Russian-style building.
Unlike in the past, if it were this time of day, Qin Huai would have already rushed back to Yanshan.
But it was too late to send Miss Xiang home tonight, and coupled with the foreigner conspiracy he overheard in Cheeseland, Qin Huai decided to stay in the city and be the Flying Eagle of Tianjin.
Originally, Qin Huai didn't know where to track down the two men. Later, he thought of the Romanov, a royal family surname of the Tsarist Russia, and thought of going to the Tsarist Russian Embassy to take a look. However, he didn't expect that he would actually run into the two people who were conspiring with Antoine.
Although Romanov had not arrived yet, the entire embassy was still heavily guarded.
Qin Huai thought about it for a moment and felt that he still couldn't alert the enemy, so he bent down and exerted slight force with the arch of his foot.
Lift your energy and feel light!
Qin Huai took a deep breath, dodged the patrolling soldiers in a few quick moves, and flashed into the corridor near the embassy warehouse.
At the door of the warehouse, there is a square table with three or five side dishes and four wine bowls on it.
Four big men were playing finger-guessing games and drinking.
"Six six six, the top five"
"I respect you all, brothers."
"Brother! I didn't expect you to be so good at finger-guessing even though you switched hands!"
When the big man with his right hand hanging heard his younger brother shouting like that, all the bad memories came flooding back.
"Damn it, you have to bring up something that is not relevant." The big man pressed the younger brother's head with his left hand and pushed it hard to the left.
The younger brother spun around, and when he stopped, he looked back.
"Brother, how did you become two people?"
"Two people? I think you're fucking drunk."
Before he could hear the younger brother's reply, the big man received a heavy blow on the back of his neck.
In just a blink of an eye, Qin Huai dealt with the remaining three people in a flash.
"Wow, it's fate. You're lucky to get beaten twice within two days."
When Qin Huai saw the big man's appearance, he couldn't help but feel happy.
He then searched for the key from the big man and opened the warehouse to take a look.
"Hey, this isn't..."
(End of this chapter)