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

The two little foreign ghosts told Wei Miao that her chef cooked delicious steaks, barbecues, puddings and cakes, and if they had the chance, they would invite her to dinner.

"Are they okay?" Wei Miao was naturally polite to someone who was willing to treat him to a meal.

Eric Gentleman nodded, "They are fine."

Just as Wei Miao was about to say something, he heard Lu Pingsheng's sinister voice:

"Where is that girl?"

The Taoist priest had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He felt resentful in his heart, but he also knew that he was in a desperate situation, so he hurriedly said:

"She ran away on her own."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Lu Pingsheng kicked him again and turned to look at Wei Miao, asking her with his eyes if she was satisfied.

Wei Miao spread out his hands, blinked and said:

"That's good."

Lu Pingsheng said to Eric, who looked constipated, "This man is the instigator. I leave it to you."

Eric came from Great Britain. He was not as obsessed with Feng Shui as his father was. He drew his gun and loaded it while saying with disgust:

"Then kill him."

The old Taoist priest, who was covering his crotch and screaming in pain, rolled on the ground the moment the gunshot sounded, and rolled to the red blood coffin not far away.

Eric's shot missed, his pupils widened, and he quickly led his men towards the blood coffin.

Lu Pingsheng bent down and picked up something from the blood-stained ground.

Wei Miao leaned his head closer, and the two of them looked at the half-broken leather scroll for a while.

"Is this a treasure map?" Wei Miao asked with great interest.

Lu Pingsheng looked at the foreign devils who were lying on the ground not far away and shooting at the bottom of the coffin, and calmly stuffed the blood-stained leather scroll into Wei Miao's bag.

"This Taoist priest is a bit weird, stay away from him."

Lu Ping had only met one Taoist priest, Feng Zhenzhen, in his life. Feng Zhenzhen was a bit skilled in cheating and deceiving people, but this was the first time he had ruined someone's life.

Eric's face was stained red, and he walked over with a look of realization, "Luca, he disappeared."

Lu Pingsheng looked towards the coffin and saw a group of foreign soldiers who were struggling to push the coffin.

However, they found that the coffin did not move at all, and instead, these people's hands and faces were stained with the red liquid from the coffin.

"This tomb was built by the Taoist priest. I guess there is an escape route under the coffin." Lu Pingsheng has read a lot of novels and has a sharp mind.

Eric agreed. "Luca, do you think there is endless wealth under the passage?"

Wei Miao curled his lips as he looked at the foreign devil soldiers who were swarming like locusts.

Lu Pingsheng said noncommittally: "The ancient tomb is full of traps, and one can lose his life if he is not careful. Compared with these dead people's things, the Lou family's obvious wealth is more attractive."

Eric hugged Lu Pingsheng, and the two of them laughed heartily, performing an act of collusion on the spot.

The savings of the Lou family over several lifetimes were truly astonishing, and cartloads of stuff were pulled from Queen Street into the Governor's Palace.

Wei Miao and Lu Pingsheng were sitting in the hall of the Lou family's main residence when Cowboy came in to ask for instructions.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lou died after unsuccessful attempts to save him in the hospital. Wei Er is outside the door with his two children asking to see him."

Lu Pingsheng turned his head to look at Wei Miao who was eating snacks. He met her clear and blank eyes and sighed slightly.

"Give them a hundred dollars and send them off."

Wei Miao swallowed the snack in his mouth and said, "Second Uncle is quite loyal and righteous."

Lu Pingsheng saw the apology on her face and did not notice the mockery, so he joked:

"You know those children may not be his."

Wei Miao recalled the rumors he had heard before, nodded and sighed, "It's really pitiful."

Lu Pingsheng sneered. The little brat was originally unemotional and even more indifferent to people he disliked. How could he think that the little brat would be soft-hearted towards Uncle Wei?

"Your second uncle is a very interesting person. Although the Lou family plotted against him, they were also very kind to him. He also took the money from the shop, but he didn't give any to his brother, sister-in-law, or children at home."

Wei Miao had a good memory. In his memory, his simple second uncle was in his early twenties and a lively person. Whenever his second aunt despised him for being useless, she would take him and Wei Ran to squat at the entrance of the alley and complain about the troubles of women.

Wei Ran felt annoyed by Aunt Wei's eyes, and he turned around and repeated his uncle's complaints verbatim.

In the middle of the night, my second uncle would sleep on a mat in the living room. Whenever Xu Ayu came downstairs in the morning, he would be startled.

"One hundred yuan is enough to live a good life for a year, whether in Shanghai or Hong Kong Island." Lu Pingsheng seemed to comfort Wei Miao.

Wei Miao lazily raised his eyelids and asked Lu Pingsheng:

"Have you found the black-faced girl's mother?"

Speaking of this, Lu Pingsheng said:

"Found it, in the cargo hold of a cruise ship at the dock, ready to be shipped to the West as 'pig flower'"

At the end of the previous dynasty, the Chinese were sold to the West and Southeast Asia. The men were called "piglets" and the women were called "pig flowers".

The men were forced to do hard labor such as cutting rubber and planting cotton; the women were mainly sold to prostitutes and always had a miserable end.

I don’t know what scene he was thinking of, but Lu Pingsheng’s handsome eyebrows were twisted, and there was a lot of hostility between his eyebrows.

Wei Miao brought a plate of snacks and hurried out. She had not yet had time to appreciate the Lou family's mansion.

The western-style building in front is a British-style building with high walls like a castle. There are two guard posts on high ground with gun muzzles on them.

I heard from Brother Lu that if the visitors were not the Royal Guards, it would have been difficult for Master Lou to order someone to open the door.

Wei Miao walked inside while eating snacks. The inner courtyard was divided into east and west parts. The east part was said to be where Mr. Lou lived.

The antique calligraphy and paintings inside had been cleared out by Eric, leaving behind the heavy rosewood furniture, which hung in the sun with its quaint colors.

There is a pond in the yard. The lotus flowers have withered in winter, but a pair of swans are swimming in the water.

The people that the cowboy brought with him this time were different from the brave crew members on the ship before.

This group of people obviously have less banditry. Not only do they have decent looks, but some of them are also dressed in suits.

They went in and out of the study, sorting out the various accounts that had been messed up by the foreign devils.

There were several books at Wei Miao's feet, containing the details of the recent smuggling spoils.

She bent down and took a few glances. The accounts were boring and there were a few names of people she had seen in the newspaper, which made her feel bored.

She put down the colorful porcelain plate of snacks and walked towards the outer courtyard.

I walked through the corridor of the villa and followed the smell to a courtyard.

The aroma inside made her feel relaxed and happy.

"Don't underestimate me, guys. What's the most delicious food in our Northeast? Of course, it's the pig-killing dish. Today, I, Chef Guo, will show you my cooking skills."

Gao Erniang's cheerful voice sounded, "Old Guo, didn't you say that your best dish is hot pot?"

"It's all the same, all the same. In the hot pot, seafood and vegetables are stewed in one pot, and in the Northeastern pig-killing dish, pork and pig intestines are cooked together..."

The kitchen was suddenly filled with laughter.

"But Lao Guo, you are quite lucky. The rest of the Lou family were taken away by the foreign devil soldiers, but you stayed behind."

Master Guo waved his fat white arms, chopped a piece of bone with his knife, and said happily:

"My good deeds have been rewarded. Your eldest brother can tell at a glance that I am a good person..."

hahaha~~~

In the kitchen filled with the smell of smoke, all kinds of laughter and noise floated out along with the aroma, making people feel relaxed and happy.