Master Yuan, start!

"exist!"

"Have you found the person I asked you to look for in Tianjin a few days ago?"

"I found him. He's very famous and works as an assistant in a pharmacy in Tianjin."

"Okay, let him come up!"

"Yes!"

Tianjin, extremely famous?

The people around Yuan Xiangcheng were puzzled and watched quietly as Ming Ye brought a young man over from below.

The young man had an ordinary face, but muscles could be vaguely seen in his legs and feet. He seemed to be a martial artist.

But why bring him from Tianjin to Beijing?

"I...I, Huo Yuanjia, greet the President!"

As soon as they met, Huo Yuanjia knelt on his knees and prepared to kowtow.

Fortunately, Yuan Xiangcheng was quick-witted and stopped him with his outstretched hands.

"Get up quickly. It's a republic now. Kneeling is no longer acceptable."

Yuan Xiangcheng clasped his hands and said with a smile, "Are you Huo Yuanjia?"

"Yes, I am Huo Yuanjia!"

"Don't call yourself a commoner. Haven't you seen the Republic's announcement? Just call yourself me in front of me."

"Yeah, shit... I get it!"

"I heard that you are stronger than a tyrant and can lift a thousand kilograms of medicinal herbs. The villagers call you Huo the Hercules?" Yuan Xiangcheng looked at the young man in front of him with interest.

Unlike the Huo Yuanjia portrayed in later film and television works, the real him was not as handsome as Jet Li.

He has single eyelids, a long nose, and a square face, a very classic northern appearance.

"It's a rumor, it's just a rumor." Huo Yuanjia scratched his head embarrassedly.

"So that's how it is." Yuan Xiangcheng nodded.

Yes, in an era without technology, hard work, and nutritionists, how could anyone lift a thousand-pound weight?

Huo Yuanjia didn't look fat, probably around 70kg, and the weightlifting record in later generations was only 200kg.

Even if Huo Yuanjia used a shoulder pole instead of lifting it, a thousand pounds is still too exaggerated.

Seeing that Yuan Xiangcheng seemed a little disappointed, Huo Yuanjia quickly explained: "500 kilograms at most."

"500 kilograms!" Yuan Xiangcheng widened his eyes.

500 jin is equivalent to 250 kg.

Although Yuan Xiangcheng did not know what the world record for weightlifting was at the 1896 Olympics, it was certainly not as exaggerated as the 200kg in later generations.

Huo Yuanjia was so strong that if he had trained a little and worked harder, he might have won an Olympic medal.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiangcheng held Huo Yuanjia's hand tightly again.

"You are going to cross the ocean this time to fight for our republic against the foreigners. Do you know that?"

"Know!"

"Okay, I believe you if you say that!" Yuan Xiangcheng waved his hand and handed Huo Yuanjia to Ming Ye:

"Huo Yuanjia, if you need anything, just look for him. If you need anything for food, clothing, or daily necessities, just ask.

Once you are ready, board the ship as soon as possible and head for Athens, the capital of Greece!"

"Yes, damn... Yuanjia will obey the orders of the President!" Huo Yuanjia shouted firmly, and then turned around with Mingye.

However, before he took a few steps, Huo Yuanjia turned back, bowed deeply to Yuan Xiangcheng, and clasped his hands.

"Yuan Jia will definitely live up to the President's expectations and fight for the Chinese people in front of the foreigners!"

...

"Juren, Jizhi, Shaochuan, Jidao."

Looking at Huo Yuanjia's trembling figure as he left, Yuan Xiangcheng said to Xu, Zhang, Tang, and Yan beside him with emotion:

"If all Chinese people act like this, then China will surely prosper, domestic troubles will be alleviated, and foreign enemies will be annihilated."

The four people whose names were called thought of Huo Yuanjia's reaction and became thoughtful.

“Instead of worrying about whether to repel foreign aggression first or stabilize domestic affairs first, we should worry about whether the people will voice their opposition.

It is better for us to make some achievements first, so that people all over the world can see that our Red Confucian Society and our new born republic are not fighting for our own selfish interests, but for all Chinese people!

By then, I believe even the people of Guangdong will choose to support us instead of Li Hongzhang!"

After saying this, Yuan Xiangcheng turned to Tang Shaoyi and said sternly:

“People in the south are good at swimming, while people in the northwest are good at horse riding.

Shaochuan sent a telegram to the whole country, inviting Li Hongzhang and Yang Changjun to select athletes to participate in this year's Athens Olympics in the name of China!

In addition, ask them if they are willing to join hands with me, a Chinese, to form an anti-Russian national united front!

No explanation yesterday, and no compensation for receiving red envelopes

As shown in the picture, yesterday I couldn’t access the DuDuReading APP or log into the author’s backend.

Sometimes after entering the system, this screen will be displayed, and you cannot click on anything, indicating that the connection is abnormal.

But when I asked the book club and author group, many people said it was no problem.

Finally, the editor said that it should be a problem with the Alibaba Cloud server and it is being repaired.

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Because I've been typing on my phone for the past two days, which means I can't even post a single chapter to explain it?

Today it was said to be repaired.

I will give you all red envelopes as compensation here first, and will update it in time in the evening.

Chapter 317: Workers' Enlightenment and Unity Prologue

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Tianjin on the shores of the Bohai Sea is shrouded in a red light.

If you make a heat map of merchant routes, you will find that although Tianjin is bustling all year round and full of merchants, there are slight differences in the bustling areas.

Generally speaking, it can be divided into two parts: inland and seaport.

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Before and after the New Year, the area around Tianjin North Railway Station is the busiest place. Before the New Year, caravans of all sizes would take the railways inside and outside the Great Wall to the frontier and outside the Great Wall.

They got off the train between Shanhaiguan and Yingkou, rode packhorses north, bought all kinds of furs and dried meat, and then rushed back to the interior to sell them.

After the New Year, the caravans, after a month or so of rest, would buy hard currency such as tea, salt, and herbs locally and sell them on the grasslands.

When spring comes, after the caravans traveling to and from the outside of the Great Wall complete the inland trade cycle of the grassland, they will leave some people in Tianjin to sell the goods.

At this time, the felt and fur stocks in major trading companies had basically been sold out, with only some stocks still being slowly liquidated.

The rest of the people packed their bags, boarded ships and headed south to Korea and the Jiangnan region, starting a new round of trade cycle in North China, Northeast China and Southeast China.

When winter comes, rivers and coastal waters freeze, making land trade the dominant mode of trade.

From spring to autumn, the temperature rises and everything thaws, which ushers in the dominance of water transportation.

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"crash"

At a dock on the Haihe River, several ships coming from Shanghai approached the port, preparing to unload the large amount of goods and passengers purchased by the Republican government.

The oars pushed back, stirring up waves of water.

In the past, there were mostly thin students on the ship, but today's passengers seemed particularly strong.

They stood on the deck waiting to disembark, their hands behind their backs and their backs straight, completely different from the previous passengers.

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Near the dock, a young man in a right-fronted, cross-collared shirt was giving a "speech" surrounded by a large crowd.

After the Republic, street speeches became more and more common.

The people of Tianjin gradually discovered that the new court didn't seem to care much about these things.

Every day, young people with various accents would raise their arms and cheer in crowded places, attracting waves of attention.

What they said was nothing more than "defending the country, going through national crises together, supporting the republic, and mobilizing the people."

After the speech, he would often hold up a large wooden box with the opening open to solicit donations from the audience.

The money collected was sent to the nearest government office under the gaze of the people and donated to the Republican government, which was called "National Salvation Donation".

However, today's speech does not seem to be about saving the country.

"Olympic Games, a Grand Gathering of Nations, and the Renaissance of China"

Listening to the faint sounds of speeches coming from the dock, a dozen rickshaw drivers waiting to pick up passengers leaned against their rickshaws, looked at the dock in the distance, and began to chat.

They gathered here to wait for the passengers to get off the ship and take the bus.

Passengers who can take the boat north are the most generous, so the area near the pier has become a "hot commodity" in the eyes of rickshaw drivers.

However, the rickshaw drivers of Tianjin Lishunxing have been uneasy in the past few days.

They often traveled between the docks and the city. They heard that the laborers at the docks had formed a "union" and not only did they get 10% more pay for carrying sacks every day, but their employers also provided them with meals.

So, they also wanted to unite and discuss with the owner of Lishunxing to reduce the rickshaw rental prices.

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A man who had obviously cut off his braids long ago, with black hair growing on the front half of his head and a scar at the corner of his mouth, looked at the revolutionary army patrolling on both sides of the dock with envy.

"Oh, I regret it. If I had known about the military training in the small town back then, I would have joined the revolutionary army."

"No, it should be called Jiashen Youjun at that time." Someone next to him corrected.

"Yes, the Right Eighth Army of Jiashen!" the scarred man said regretfully, "Sixth brother should have joined the army back then. Think about it, who on the banks of the Haihe River back then didn't know me, the tyrant in the south of the city, Zhang Laoqi?