Time flies, and it is February 2, 1894, and there are still 3 days left to enter the Sino-Japanese War of 1895.

The Chinese area on the island is full of festival atmosphere, and Chinatown's business has been very prosperous these days. Qin Ge is now walking in Chinatown with Qing'er, with several guards following behind him. As for Ada, after asking Qin Ge to get the "ghost" training outline, he is busy selecting indigenous special forces.

"Ah! Tianwu is a candy man!" Since leaving China a few years ago, Qing'er has never seen these traditional Chinese things again. After a few years, Qing'er saw the candy man again, and Qing'er immediately became childlike again.

"If you want to eat, buy two. I haven't eaten them for several years." Qin Ge said. In fact, Qin Ge never knew what these things tasted. How could you see these things in later generations? Many traditional things were thrown away. The big sword Wang Wu's big sword and Tan Sitong's sword were melted during the period of steelmaking. Qin Ge couldn't help but sigh after learning about this online. The cultural relics destroyed by ten years of turmoil are of no value!

"Okay, uncle, how much does this candy man cost?" Qing'er asked the uncle who set up the stall.

"Oh, it's the Marshal's wife! Oh! The Marshal is here too! This one doesn't have money, no money."

Qin Ge thought the uncle was afraid of him, so he said, "How can this work! Isn't the uncle going to do business just to make some money? How can he not do money? Are you still afraid that I will not succeed? I look like that kind of bandit and bully-like official?" Qin Ge thought he still looked a little gentle.

The uncle who sold the candy man hurriedly said, "No, no, Dashu, don't misunderstand. I didn't come out to do some business to make a living. My son served in the army under Dashu, and the salary was enough to spend. I was just idle at home, so I started my old business. Dashu, look, my son is doing things under your hands, how can I take you some money from the candy man?"

"Oh, so that's the case. I thought you regarded me as an official of the Qing Dynasty."

"No, no, I don't know how good the marshal is. If you can give an ordinary soldier such a high salary, how can those officials of the Qing court compete with the commander?"

"Of course!" Qin Ge was so happy that his uncle flattered that he continued to ask, "Where is uncle from?"

"I, I'm from Guangzhou, Guangdong."

"Oh, as I say so (so), my hometown is almost close (our hometown is quite close), I am Dongshan, Fujian (I am from Dongshan, Fujian)." Qin Ge said in Cantonese.

"Dongshan? This is not close, it's nearly a thousand miles away, but the Grandmaster speaks Cantonese in such a good way!"

Qin Ge forgot that the transportation and transportation are not developed nowadays, and the distance of nearly a thousand miles is not close.

"Qing'er, have you chosen it?"

"Well, this, this, I want it too." Qing'er picked it up like a child.

"Madam, please take a few more!"

"Ah, how can this work!"

"Qing'er, just pick one! I want Zhu Bajie." Qin Ge picked up Zhu Bajie's candy and put it in his mouth. It was so sweet that his mouth was numb.

"I want this big white rabbit!" Qing'er picked up a piece of candy in the shape of a big white rabbit.

"By the way, uncle, have you ever thought about going home?" Qin Ge said.

"Go home?" The uncle shook his head, then pointed to his hair and said, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Of course, I think this is very likely. Okay, I won't disturb you from doing business. I really don't pay for the candy man's money and leave." Qin Ge said with a smile.

"Master, please walk slowly."

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As a result, Qin Ge and Qing'er spent more than two hours in Chinatown, but they didn't spend a penny. Basically, everyone was like the uncle who sold sugar, and their son's military salary was enough to support the family. They went out to do business because they had nothing to do. When they saw Qin Ge, they naturally refused to accept the money.

It will soon be New Year's Eve. As long as it is 12 o'clock tonight, the first year of Sino-Japanese War will officially enter.

In the evening, Qin Ge's villa was placed on the eight immortal tables on the first and second floors. Qin Ge decided to have a Chinese-style New Year. For the sake of liveliness, he invited all the intermediate and above officers in the army, and Anderson and others were naturally no exception.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Qin Ge asked everyone to move chairs outside to watch the fireworks.

This fireworks are extraordinary. Qin Ge specially designed a 50mm caliber short-barrel cannon, which was originally designed for "ghosts", but Qin Ge thought of a magic weapon like a mortar during the design, so he changed this 50mm caliber short-barrel cannon to a firework launcher.

This is really luxurious. Even though Chinese emperors have never said that they used cannons to fire fireworks, these cannons can be regarded as the earliest anti-aircraft cannons.

At about 9 o'clock, the first fireworks bomb exploded at an altitude of more than 300 meters.

"Wow, this is actually green! This hair is red! So beautiful!" Qing'er said happily.

In the past, the colors of fireworks were monotonous yellow. Now Qin Ge made fireworks of all kinds of colors. The first time I saw them, everyone thought they were beautiful.

Of course, except for individuals.

Qin Erbao came to Qin Ge and said, "Marson, will this be used by foreigners?"

Qin Ge knew that Erbao was talking about signal flares, and he said: "No, even if it does, it doesn't matter. After the New Year, I will ask Tesla to make a lighter wireless telegraph. After the telegraph is made, I want to send some people back to China to find out the news."

"Return to China?" Qin Erbao felt excited. Is the young master preparing to go?

"Well, we will go back in two years, but we will fight Japan first."

"Fight Japan? Why is this?"

"Erbao, have you forgotten the oath I made when I was on the boat?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten! But Marshal, we have no excuses." Qin Erbao learned a lot of Europeans how to do things.

Qin Ge shook his head and smiled and said, "War, no excuse is needed."

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Chapter completed!