I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Hong Kong Island was ceded as land and paid as indemnity by the previous dynasty. After nearly a hundred years of management by the British, it has grown to a considerable size.

The buildings on the island are also British in style, such as the Western-style building halfway up the mountain in front of Wei Miao.

It has white walls and red tiles, is three and a half stories high, and has a terrace facing the harbor. There is a huge parasol on the terrace, and there are red plum blossoms poking their heads out, which is quite interesting.

Ah Guang said to the maid who opened the door, "Sister Vanilla, call someone to unload the goods."

The maid was about twenty years old, with dark eyebrows, small eyes, and neat white teeth when she smiled.

"A Guang, where is Mr. Lu?"

Vanilla girl leaned back and looked, but didn't see any other cars.

Ah Guang jumped out of the car and laughed at her, "Your neck is about to break. Mr. Lu doesn't have one, but Wei Xiaokai has one."

Wei Miao dimples and said sweetly, "Sister Vanilla."

Vanilla's eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "What a pretty girl."

Ah Guang was speechless, "This is Master Wei."

Vanilla tugged at her maid apron and apologized:

"When Young Master Wei grows up, he will definitely be more handsome than Mr. Lu."

Ah Guang looked for a long time, but no one came out of the room, so he asked curiously:

"What about people?"

Vanilla girl tilted her head and said indignantly:

"Our store in Shibapu was in trouble with people from Qimen, so A Biao and his men went to support the situation."

Ah Guang sneered, "The good days of these people are over."

He has been at the dock today. Fatty brought the people from Qimen on board in great style, and then he saw himself being dragged down with his broken hand like a dead pig.

He felt happy.

"Where is Shibapu?" Wei Miao asked curiously.

Ah Guang closed the door, clapped his hands and said:

"Shibapu is the long street we walked on when we went up the mountain. This hilltop was originally a wasteland. Two years ago, Mr. Lu paid for the construction of houses and roads and the management of public security. Rich people from the mainland gathered here, and it gradually became popular. Ordinary people like us can also make a living..."

Wei Miao walked in the green garden, listening to A Guang introducing Lu Pingsheng's history of making a fortune, and observing the huge garden.

In the corner of the garden, the trees are green, and vines are entwined on the flower stands. There is a swing next to it, swaying in the sea breeze, tempting people to come forward and swing.

"Is there anything to eat at home?" Wei Miao sat on the swing and stretched out his short legs to swing.

Vanilla girl pushed her from behind the swing, and she flew high in an instant. At the highest point, she could see the lush trees outside the mansion.

When Wei Miao came back, he heard Vanilla Sister say, "I asked them to cook some clay pot porridge, pineapple buns, and shrimp dumplings..."

Wei Miao saw the truck parked in the garage in your yard and felt it was safe. When the swing swung down, he said:

"Sister Vanilla, I want to eat."

A pretty boy who can eat is always likable, especially since this is the first Shaoyun that Mr. Lu brought back.

In addition to Sister Vanilla, there are two older grandmothers and a gardener who is still tanned.

Wei Miao knew that Brother Lu was very good at judging people. Since these people lived in his house, they should be trustworthy.

Vanilla took her upstairs and said warmly:

"Your room is on the third floor, the one with the terrace. I didn't know whether Mr. Lu bought clothes for the kid before, but now I know he prepared them for the young master."

Wei Miao asked: "Brother Lu often comes here?"

Vanilla girl said: "It used to happen once a month, but this time it should have happened in three months. Maybe that's why Fatty and his people got bolder, betrayed the gang, and stabbed in the back..."

"What is the name of our gang?" Wei Miao finally couldn't help but ask.

"Red Star Gang!" Vanilla said proudly.

Wei Miao's mouth twitched. This is a name that Brother Lu could come up with. A red star looks like the sun?

Gee!

The bedroom is very large, and when you push open the floor-to-ceiling windows, you will see a large terrace of nearly 60 square meters. Standing on it, you can see the harbor in the distance.

The parasols, sun chairs, swings and flower stands are all kept clean and tidy. It is obvious that Vanilla is a qualified housekeeper.

Wei Miao ignored the luxurious European-style bed and pushed open the door to the side room. The full bookshelves came into view, as if he had entered the National Library.

On the side close to the terrace, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were blown up by the wind, and the rosewood bookshelves were filled with various books.

Wei Miao counted them carefully. Excluding the bookshelves on the surrounding areas, there were five rows in the middle, all of which were towering and clearly well-appointed.

She picked up a book at random and read the foreign language and mechanical drawings on the cover as if they were telling her Brother Lu's intentions.

Wei Miao put the book back to its place, turned around firmly, and went to the bathroom with his spare clothes.

The spacious bathroom has a flush dock and a bathtub by the window. While taking a bath, you can see the distant mountains on the left.

Isn't capitalism good?

As a beneficiary, Wei Miao was confused for a moment.

When I took a quick shower and went downstairs, there were already many people in the yard, more men than women, and all of them had smiles on their faces.

One of the sturdy women shook off the blood on her hands and said:

"The Qimen bastards tried to use dirty tricks when they couldn't win, but a little brother came and whispered a few words in the leader's ear, and they ran away."

"If he hadn't run so fast, I would have asked him to leave something behind."

Someone started to make a noise, "Mother Gao, what do you want to leave behind? Let him warm your bed?"

Gao Erniang said disdainfully: "With the appearance of that white-cut chicken, how could I be interested in it..."

"Then who do you like? A handsome young man like Mr. Lu?"

Gao Erniang stepped forward and kicked the man, her eyebrows raised as she said:

"Mr. Lu makes a living with his brain, don't talk nonsense!"

A group of people burst into laughter, it was very lively.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a thin man slid in, shouting:

"Got it figured out. Got it figured out."

Gao Erniang was anxious. She grabbed the short man and yelled, "What do you want to find out?"

The man was like a little chicken being carried by the tall and strong Gao Erniang. As if he was used to it, he couldn't wait to speak:

"Why did those people from Qimen run away? It was because ours dragged Fatty to the Thirteenth Master's door and knocked on the door. They left the man and the Broken Palm at the door, and frightened the Thirteenth Master's newly married Fifth Wife to faint..."

"Really?" a group of people asked in unison.

The man struggled to his feet and said proudly, "Well, it's Cowboy Brother who is back. Fatty Brother was looking for trouble at the dock. The troublemaker was thrown into the sea, and the palm of the stinky fat guy was chopped off..."

There were cheers in the yard, which made the birds in the trees fly away.

Hearing the noise, A Guang came out from a row of houses in the backyard yawning.

"Stop making noise, so people from far away won't complain about us for disturbing others..."

Gao Erniang curled her lips, and the group of people also fell silent.

Rich families have many rules, but Mr. Lu is not so troublesome.

"You're back just in time. Carry the boxes from the car into the house."

Under A Guang's command, some of the boxes were moved into Lu Pingsheng's room on the first floor, and some were moved into Wei Miao's room on the third floor.

Wei Miao was sitting at the dining table, enjoying his meal and felt that Hong Kong food had a unique flavor.