Chen Zhengwei left the cigarette factory and first asked: "Who was that person at the entrance of the club before?"
"His name is Yan Qingyou. He is from the Yan family in Haiyan. He is a family friend of the Chen family in Wencun. Didn't you tell me to find some help before? He is brave, loyal, and a family friend. There will definitely be no problem. . He also has two brothers who can also be used."
"In this way..." Chen Zhengwei nodded, and the two found a remote place. Chen Zhengwei counted out 372 yuan and handed it to Chen Zhenghu.
Of the 600 yuan I just got, I only have 228 left.
"Go to the guild hall and give the money to the person just now, Yu Chong's subordinate, and bring back the IOU."
"By the way, do you know where Huang Baoru and Huang Jie live?"
"I don't know where Huang Baoru lives. Huang Jie lives not far from mine."
He usually works, how could he know where a big boss like Huang Baoru lives? All the things about Tangkou and other things before were told by other people.
Chen Zhengwei gave Chen Zhenghu another ten dollars. "It's for you, take the flowers first."
This money covered Chen Zhenghu's income for more than half a month. Chen Zhenghu took the money after hesitating.
"Thank you Awei!"
"Call Wei Ge! There is no politeness at all! Although you are a little older than me, I am the one who talks!"
"Brother Wei..." Chen Zhenghu said a little shyly, still a little uncomfortable with it.
"Go and ask Yan Qingyou if he wants to make money and if he dares to do something!"
"If you dare, you two will wait for me at the street corner in a while."
After sending Chen Zhenghu away, Chen Zhengwei glanced around the area and found an alley where he could see the cigarette factory.
Walking into the alley, Chen Zhengwei put a cigarette in his mouth, took out his golden pocket watch and checked the time, then leaned against the wall and waited.
He had been scaring Huang Baoru before, lest Huang Baoru would find someone to kill him and cause any trouble again.
Then they arrested Huang Baoru at night.
If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't have left so easily just now.
He lent 600 yuan to Huang Baoru for several days at 10% interest per day. Huang Baoru also owed him 180 yuan in interest.
Chen Zhengwei waited for an hour before he saw Huang Baoru coming out of the cigarette factory.
He immediately moved his steps and stood further into the alley, avoiding Huang Baoru's gaze.
After Huang Baoru came out, he glanced around and didn't see Chen Zhengwei, so he and Huang Jie walked towards Duban Street.
Chen Zhengwei followed leisurely. When he reached the intersection, he glanced around and saw Chen Zhenghu and Yan Qingyou standing in the distance, waving to them.
Yan Qingyou is in his early 20s, not tall, with a strong build. He wears a short mandarin jacket. Like most Chinese workers, he has a whip on the back of his head and a hat on his head.
"Brother Wei!" Chen Zhenghu shouted more freely this time, and took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket, which were exactly the IOUs that Chen Zhengwei had drawn.
"Brother Wei!" Yan Qingyou hesitated for a moment and then shouted after him.
Chen Zhengwei stuffed the IOU into his pocket, put his arm around Yan Qingyou's shoulders and said:
"That's right! We, the Yan family, are also our own."
Although he didn't know anything about the Haiyan Yan family before coming here, people in this era attach great importance to blood ties and hometown connections, and they are more reliable than others.
However, Yan Qingyou was not reliable, and he had to wait for him to do something before Chen Zhengwei could believe him.
Of course, this does not affect the enthusiasm and intimacy on Chen Zhengwei's face.
"Do you want to make money?"
"I think!" Yan Qingyou nodded. If it weren't for making money, what would he be doing by sailing across half the world to come here?
"Do you dare to do something?" Chen Zhengwei asked again.
"Brother Wei, what do you want me to do? Can I make money?" Yan Qingyou said directly. He just found out something from Chen Zhenghu.
Just like what Chen Zhenghu said to Chen Zhengwei, Yan Qingyou is very courageous, otherwise he wouldn't be here.
Chen Zhengwei laughed, put his arm around Yan Qingyou's shoulders and said, "I've been here for a while, what do you think of it?"
"We are humble when we leave our hometown... We have more money, but it's not easy. Those ghost guys don't treat us as human beings!"
"In my eyes, everything here is filled with gold! As for the ghosts... If you don't live up to your expectations, how can they treat you as human beings?"
Chen Zhengwei sneered, hit them until they are afraid when they see you, hit them with money until their legs are weak, and they will naturally look up to you.
What a third-class person, when the time comes, he will become a superior person!
But there is no need to say this to Yan Qingyou.
"As for money...if you work with me, there are plenty of opportunities to make money. You can be popular and drink spicy food. It's no problem for you to marry two ghost women here!"
"I am the most fair person in doing things. You will know after following me for a while!"
The three of them were walking and chatting, and they stopped when they saw Huang Baoru turning into a grocery store.
This grocery store is also owned by Huang Baoru, who is here to check the accounts.
Chen Zhengwei pulled Chen Zhenghu over and said, "You two keep an eye on Huang Baoru to see if he has met anyone in the hall. If he stays somewhere for a long time at night, let me know."
"I'll go home and wait for news from you!"
"Be careful, don't let him see you!"
After Chen Zhengwei finished explaining, he turned and left.
He originally planned to go to Lin's martial arts gym today, but Huang Baoru is more important in his heart now, and he is not in the mood to go to the martial arts gym for the time being.
When walking back, I saw a brown-haired white woman standing against the door of a brothel. She had freckles on her face, her skin was in poor condition, and she yawned from time to time.
At first glance, they look like white prostitutes who are addicted to smoking. There are some of these in Chinatown.
In fact, some ghost guys will go to the opium dens in Chinatown to smoke opium.
Chen Zhengwei returned home directly, and Chen Qiaoniang was busy cleaning up with a rag, her hair stuck to her neck, and a smile from the heart on her face.
After wandering at sea for more than a month, I now have a home again.
Even in a foreign country thousands of miles away, in her opinion, this place is no different from Taishan, and there are people from eastern Guangdong around her, speaking Cantonese.
Moreover, her elder brother and younger brother are by her side. For her, this is home.
As for Chen Zhengwu, who is only 9 years old, he is also helping to clean up.
"Brother, you're back!" Chen Qiaoniang said happily when she heard the sound of the door opening and looked over to see it was Chen Zhengwei.
"Yeah!" Chen Zhengwei walked around the house and found it much cleaner.
He didn't want to work, but the two little ones were busy here and covered in sweat. He watched from the side, and he couldn't help it.
After all, Chen Zhengwei has always been very face-conscious.
He simply said: "I'll buy bedding and come back!"
Not only bedding, but also pots and pans. There was nothing in the house except a broken table.
Chen Zhengwei dropped the words and left. Not far away, he found a carriage and went to Market Street.
I walked around the market street and bought three sets of bedding and the pots and pans I needed. I also found a carpenter's shop that had ready-made beds, tables, chairs and benches. I bought three wooden couches and a set of tables, chairs and benches, which also saved me from having to fight at night. The floor is paved.
These cost less than 20 yuan in total, which was less expensive than the two sets of clothes Chen Zhengwei wore.
Seeing someone selling clothes, Chen Zhengwei thought about it. The clothes of the two little ones were very old. When others saw it, they thought they were too poor to buy clothes. Where would they put their face?
I simply went in to compare their heights and bought two sets of clothes for each person.
As for shoes... Chen Zhengwei didn't know how big their feet were.
He only knew that Chen Qiaoniang's feet were not bound.
Many people in later generations thought that only girls from wealthy families would have their feet bound at this time. In fact, in many areas, the proportion of rural women who had their feet bound was extremely high, and this was even more true the further north you went.
Rural women work while kneeling or sitting.
However, due to the large number of Hakka people in Taishan, the custom has been affected, so foot binding is rare.
After hiring several large trucks to pull everything back, Chen Zhengwei opened the door and said, "Stop packing, I bought you clothes!"
"That's great!" Chen Qiaoniang immediately cheered when she heard it, and she looked a little like a child at this time.
After having people move the wooden couches to the two rooms upstairs, and place the tables and chairs, Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu went upstairs with their new clothes with smiles on their faces.
However, Chen Qiaoniang put her clothes away and came down, still wearing her original clothes.
"Why didn't you change it?"
"I'm afraid it will get dirty...and it's not the Chinese New Year, so I'll put it away first and then take it out to wear during the Chinese New Year!" Chen Qiaoniang said immediately.
"Just buy it if it gets dirty. People think I can't afford clothes for you when you dress like this!" Chen Zhengwei suddenly said angrily.
"Change your clothes and go out to eat!"
"Brother, do these things cost a lot of money? Where do you get so much money?" Chen Qiaoniang became worried again.
Before boarding the ship, Chen Zhengwei and the two of them hid in Tibet and did not even have enough to eat.
However, after getting off the ship, life suddenly got better.
This made her feel unreal and a little scared.
I am afraid that my current life is like a bubble, which will burst with just a prick.
"If you don't have money, go make it. Isn't it easy to make money? This is not something you need to worry about! Go up and change your clothes!"
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When the three of them came back from dinner, it was completely dark.
On the other hand, the wooden buildings nearby were very noisy with many Chinese workers living there.
Chen Qiaoniang couldn't help but started to put away the pots and pans. Chen Zhengwu fetched water for her from the well. After the two of them finished their work, they went upstairs to sleep.
There are two rooms, Chen Zhengwei sleeps in one, and the two children only sleep in one.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Chen Zhenghu knocked a few times outside and then pushed the door open.
I saw Chen Zhengwei sitting in the yard smoking.
"Brother Wei, Huang Baoru is back home!"
When Chen Zhengwei heard this, he immediately became energetic, got up from the chair, picked up his coat and walked out.
"Walk!"
I originally planned to go to the hotel at night to catch the person who was targeting Chen Qiaoniang, but just because of Huang Baoru, I even threw this matter aside.
