Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Ah Zhi had no taste for this special breakfast and she finished it crying.

It wasn’t because Du Weiguo’s craftsmanship was too amazing or too bad, but mainly because she was so moved.

In her entire life, no man has ever been so considerate to her, let alone a "big shot" like Du Weiguo.

Azhi is not stupid. Although she still doesn't know Du Weiguo's true identity, she can probably guess that he must not be an ordinary person.

His whereabouts are erratic, and he is always hard to find. He has tens of thousands of dollars on him, and he owns properties and enemies everywhere. He has to disguise himself every time he goes out, and he can easily knock down several gang thugs.

All these behaviors show that Du Weiguo is definitely not an ordinary person.

With Azhi's limited knowledge, she could only think of a mysterious profession that met all of the above characteristics.

Killer, judging from Du Weiguo's performance, he is not an ordinary killer, he should be one of the top ones.

But Azhi didn't care. Not to mention that Du Weiguo was a killer, even if he was a brutal murderer, she would never leave him.

Azhi is an extremely traditional Chinese woman. The concept of "marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog" is deeply engraved in her bones.

Du Weiguo helped her wipe away the tears from her eyes and teased her deliberately:

"Okay, Ah Zhi, I will never cook again. I made you cry because the food was so disgusting."

"No, it's delicious. It's the most delicious breakfast I've ever had in my life. I'm just so touched."

Azhi quickly shook her head to explain. She raised her head and gazed at Du Weiguo with emotion, the deep love in her eyes almost overflowing.

"thank you, sir."

"What are you thanking me for?" Du Weiguo felt a little embarrassed. He took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette, then changed the subject:
"Oh, Ah Zhi, I forgot to ask you yesterday, did that damn Sparrow Head Gang bully you in the past?"

Upon hearing this question, Azhi's expression suddenly tensed and his eyes were full of fear, as if he was recalling some horrible experience.

"No, no, I just heard of them~"

Azhi was obviously not good at lying. Anyone could tell such an obvious lie.

Du Weiguo did not expose her, but took a different approach and asked in a gentle yet serious tone:

"Ah Zhi, I know some very capable friends who can kill all the scum in the Quetou Gang. From now on, no one will continue to harm those innocent women."

He also lied. Where there is light, there is shadow. As long as there is profit driving the cause, evil will never stop.

Without the Sparrow Head Gang, there will still be the Bird Head Gang and the Chicken Head Gang~~
Even in the future when the country is peaceful and the people are safe and sound and there are divine eyes everywhere, human trafficking still occurs frequently, and the trafficking of women is the hardest hit area.

"Really?" But Azhi was naive after all, she believed it and her eyes suddenly widened.

"Yes, really." Du Weiguo nodded.

"However, it is not easy to accomplish this. It takes some time and energy. Ah Zhi, do you want me to do this?"

"hope!"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Ah Zhi suddenly threw himself into Du Weiguo's arms with a wow, crying uncontrollably, and hoarsely said:
"Sir, please! Kill all these beasts! They are not human. They sold me to Taipei before!"

Du Weiguo patted her back lovingly:

"Okay, Ah Zhi, it's all over. I promise to kill all these beasts and leave no one alive."

That afternoon, after enjoying the sumptuous meal prepared by Azhi, Du Weiguo and his companions left the Shoushan courtyard, boarded a semi-new iron fishing boat at Zuoying Port, and headed north.

The Quetou Gang is not a large organization, with only a few hundred members in total, and is only considered a third-rate organization in Wandao.

However, the business of the Quetou Gang is not small and is spread all over the island. They have bases in major cities such as Taipei, Tainan, Taichung, Kaohsiung, New Taipei, and Taoyuan.

Their main business is to sell women abducted from several places to each other, and they even have business dealings with South Asia.

Du Weiguo's plan was to travel around the island from south to north and eradicate this damn gang.

The first stop after leaving Kaohsiung is Tainan.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, just as the sky was getting dark, at Anpingli Wharf.

A fishing boat slowly approached the shore, and a man and a woman jumped onto the shore, chatting and laughing. They were naturally Du Weiguo and Azhi.

They wore fisherman's hats, held fishing rods in their hands, and carried a large bucket full of catches. They looked like ordinary sea anglers.

The abundant catch of fish was indeed caught by them themselves.

Du Weiguo doesn't know how to fish, nor does he have the patience, but he is a clever guy, and he caught all these seafood by diving.

After getting ashore, they found a relatively clean roadside restaurant and walked in.

Outside the pier, there is a whole street of seafood restaurants where you can order dishes or have them prepared for you. The cooking methods are simple and the main focus is on freshness.

Du Weiguo didn't get much seafood, but everything was top quality, including a grouper that was more than half a meter long, a few palm-sized blue crabs, and a large number of cherry shrimps and golden abalone.

The restaurant owner was a fat uncle. When he saw Du Weiguo’s catch, his eyes lit up immediately and he exclaimed that he had met a master.

He said that the purchase price of this bucket of seafood alone could reach five figures, and it would allow Du Weiguo to have more in the future. If he didn't eat it himself, he could sell it to him at a high price.

After sitting down, Ah Zhi smiled and whispered:

"Sir, you are really capable. You can make a living anywhere. In the future, even if you go fishing, we can make a fortune."

"What fortune?"

Du Weiguo flicked her smooth forehead in annoyance and said in feigned anger:

"I almost drowned to catch this little thing, and it's only worth NT$10,000. This deal is too bad, I won't do it."

"Is 10,000 Taiwan dollars not enough?"

Azhi pouted and rubbed her forehead. She had become familiar with Du Weiguo recently. Although she didn't dare to talk back directly, she dared to mutter to him in a low voice.

According to current market conditions, the official exchange rate of the U.S. dollar to the Taiwan dollar is about 1 to 16, but no one would be stupid enough to go to the bank to exchange it because the exchange rate on the black market is as high as 1 to 20.

So, 500 Taiwan dollars may sound like a lot, but when converted into US dollars it is only dollars.

It is indeed a bit too much to expect Du Weiguo, who is as rich as a country, to stay at home for a few hours just for such a small amount of money.

"What are you mumbling about?"

Du Weiguo took off his fisherman's hat, scratched his deformed hair, and gave her a displeased look.

"no no."

Azhi stuck out her tongue, stood up and poured Du Weiguo a cup of tea, thus changing the subject.

"Sir, have some water. This is high mountain oolong tea. You should like it."

"Humph."

Du Weiguo took the teacup and pointed at her warningly. Ah Zhi immediately lowered her head obediently like a bullied wife.

"Dangdangdang~"

At this moment, the door of the private room was suddenly knocked, and then the fat boss walked in with a plate of steamed grouper, with a smile on his face.

"Brother, you are simply a living god. I haven't seen a grouper weighing more than six kilograms in a long time. How did you catch it?"

Du Weiguo turned his head and said, "It's just luck. Boss Zhou, you're such a big boss, why do you serve the food yourself?" The restaurant they chose was not only the cleanest in the area, but also the largest, with two floors, all private rooms on the second floor, and several waiters.

"Hehe~"

The fat boss's surname was Zhou. He placed the steamed fish on the dining table with a smile, rubbed his hands, and sat down with a familiar manner.

"Boss Zhou, is there something wrong?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little unhappy.

"Brother, the fish is still a little hot. Come, have a cigarette first."

He fished out a dark blue tin cigarette case from his trouser pocket, and quite elegantly did not twist it with his hands. Instead, he popped out a cigarette and handed it to Du Weiguo.

The filter of the cigarette is white. This is a high-end cigarette produced by Wandao Real Estate, Alishan Tianxiang, with a market price of US$4. It is also one of Kunpeng’s competitors in Wandao.

"Thank you."

Du Weiguo thought about it and finally took it. Boss Zhou then took out a lighter and helped him light the cigarette.

It must be said that although this guy looks greasy, he seems to live a pretty tasteful life.

His lighter was a gold-plated Dupont, the fabric of his clothes was also very exquisite, and on his wrist he also wore a glittering gold Rolex.

None of these things seem like what a restaurant owner should have.

Du Weiguo felt a little curious. He wanted to see what this fat man was up to next, so he patiently dealt with him.

The fat boss also lit a cigarette and then said:

"Brother, meeting is fate. The processing fee for today's meal will be on your account. In addition, I will give you a bottle of aged Sun Moon Lake sorghum wine."

The taste of Alishan cigarettes was okay, at least much stronger than Changshou cigarettes. Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke and replied with a smile:

"Boss Zhou, you are too polite. I don't want to receive anything without any merit."

"Hehe~" Boss Zhou's eyes narrowed into slits as he laughed:

"You're welcome, you're welcome, brother. I'm sincere and want to make a capable friend like you."

There was something else behind his words, and Du Weiguo naturally understood it.

"Boss Zhou, I'm a straightforward person and I won't beat around the bush. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

"Okay, then I'll just tell you."

Boss Zhou nodded and pointed at the grouper on the table with the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Brother, most of these groupers live in the deep sea. Even if they swim to the shallow sea, it is very difficult to catch a big one like the one on the table."

After a pause, he leaned close to Du Weiguo's ear and lowered his voice:

"Not to mention diving and catching it directly, bro, there's no hook mark in this fish's mouth."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was stunned, and exclaimed in his heart, Wow, there really is a master among the people. I underestimated this fat guy, he has a sharp eye and a meticulous heart.

Seeing his expression, the smile on Boss Zhou's face became even more intense, and he looked like Maitreya Buddha.

"Brother, are you a water ghost?"

Water ghost is a term in the underworld, referring to people who make a living by working underwater, usually underwater salvage.

"Haha~"

For a moment, Du Weiguo didn't know how to answer and could only laugh dryly.

"Hey~" Boss Zhou also laughed and patted Du Weiguo on the shoulder.

"Brother, I want to discuss a deal with you. The price is absolutely fair, but there is no rush. You should eat first. This fish is precious. It would be a pity if it gets cold. I will go and get the other dishes ready for you."

After saying that, he got up and went out.

"Damn it, this fat guy is still keeping us in suspense."

Du Weiguo cursed at his back, extinguished his cigarette and threw it on the ground.

As soon as the fat boss left, Ah Zhi couldn't sit still anymore. She hugged Du Weiguo's arm and asked anxiously:
"Sir, what does he want from you? Are we in trouble again?"

"No." Du Weiguo patted her little hand and comforted her:

"You're right. This fat guy is impressed by my fishing skills and wants me to get him some rare seafood regularly."

"Oh, so that's it." Azhi felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Du Weiguo picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish belly and handed it to her: "Come, try this fish quickly, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good if it's cold."

The seafood feast left Du Weiguo with a delicious taste and great satisfaction. The bottle of Sun Moon Lake sorghum wine sent by Boss Zhou was also a good accompaniment to the meal, with a mellow taste and a rich aftertaste.

By the time they left the restaurant, it was completely dark. As soon as they went out, they saw a half-new Crown sedan parked on the side of the road.

Boss Zhou's fat face poked out of the passenger window and greeted me in a very familiar manner:

"Brother, have you finished eating? Come on, I'll take you back to your residence."

Du Weiguo frowned slightly, and suddenly he wanted to kill him immediately, but after looking at Azhi beside him, he suppressed the thought.

"Brother, you are not from here. You are from Kaohsiung. You just got off the boat and came to my place for dinner. You probably haven't booked a hotel yet, right?"

"Brother, I just took the initiative to arrange a place for you to stay. Brother, please don't refuse or despise it."

As soon as he got in the car, Boss Zhou started talking a lot, and the murderous intent that Du Weiguo had just suppressed suddenly surged up again.

Of course he understood the fat guy's intention.

Firstly, he secretly demonstrated his power in the local area. In just one meal, he investigated Du Weiguo thoroughly.

Secondly, he also revealed a hint of threat, reminding Du Weiguo that he had it in his hands and could not escape from his grasp.

"Boss Zhou, isn't this too much trouble?"

Boss Zhou waved his hands quickly: "No trouble, no trouble, brother, you and I hit it off right away, and I really want to make friends with you."

His movements were a bit large, and the handle of the gun tucked under his shirt could be vaguely seen, a flirty silver M1911 with carvings on the gun body.

The bald burly man who was driving turned his head and glared at Du Weiguo. He also had a weapon stuck on his waist, and the threat was self-evident.

Azhi felt that the atmosphere was not right, and became nervous instantly, subconsciously grabbing Du Weiguo's hand.

Du Weiguo held her little hand in his backhand and smiled at her to comfort her.

"Okay, Boss Zhou, I can't refuse your kindness."

A moment later, the Crown car stopped in a fairly tidy courtyard by the sea. Boss Zhou got out first and deliberately pulled up his trousers while holding the handle of the gun.

"Brother, this place is my family's old house. It was just renovated last year. The furniture and bedding inside are all new. Don't be disgusted."

The fat man was polite, but the bald driver was not polite at all.

He took out his pistol and held it in his hand, spat on the ground, and shouted in a rough tone: "Get down here quickly!"

"It's over. I just escaped from the tiger's den and fell into the wolf's den. How could I be so unlucky?" Ah Zhi trembled and muttered absentmindedly. (End of this chapter)