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

Lu Pingsheng glared. He wanted the little brat to help him speak, not to ruin his plans.

Wu Ziyang has been in high spirits recently. He took a sip of tea slowly, looked at Wei Miao with a smile in his peach blossom eyes, and said:

"Ah Miao, tell me what's going on."

"Shanghai is now a place where all the major forces are intertwined. Our connections seem to be enough for the gangs."

Seeing that the four people were quite pleased with themselves, with different expressions, Wei Miao continued:

"But what about the Japanese pirates, Nanjing and the ancient city? If the military intervenes, it will be a thunderous and bloody storm."

Wei Miao’s words left everyone silent.

It’s not that they didn’t expect it, it’s just that there is someone waiting behind each of them.

The French Concession behind Wu Ziyang, the ancient city behind Lu Pingsheng, Jinling behind Dr. Ding, and the Green Gang behind Bai Meigui.

Who isn’t eyeing it covetously? Who doesn’t need this life-saving medicine? Who doesn’t know that this is a business worth more than gold?

"How about we divide the money first." Wei Miao suggested, staring at the money box.

Doctor Ding and his colleagues did not object. They also wanted to know how much money was earned from the goods sold during this period.

Bai Meigui put down the lighter she was playing with and opened the small box on the table. Everyone looked over.

A small box of yellow croakers was neatly stacked and sparkling with gold.

Bai Meigui looked at the people looking at the box of yellow croaker without any change in expression, her eyes dimmed.

"I changed them all to big yellow croaker. There was a little shortfall, so I made up the difference myself and deducted it from my next income."

Several people counted the numbers and divided them according to the proportion.

All the money was more or less recorded in Bai Meigui's account, and they would be settled together after the goods arrived after the New Year.

"It turns out that human life is the most valuable." Lu Pingsheng sighed as he played with a large yellow croaker weighing more than 300 grams.

A hint of confusion also flashed in Wu Ziyang's peach blossom eyes.

If it were five months ago, he would never have thought that he would be able to possess such a huge fortune so easily.

Doctor Ding was even more filled with emotion. After lurking for several years, he had now become a well-known figure within the Military Control Commission.

The Jinling headquarters sent someone to contact him personally, and he also received a commendation from Boss Dai, which was something he had never dared to imagine.

Lu Pingsheng's idea was very simple. He wanted to transport as much as possible to the ancient city before the major military forces discovered the usefulness of sulfa and controlled it.

Bai Meigui took out a cigarette and lit it elegantly. She didn't like money very much, but she also knew that only money could help her escape her fate and become the one holding the handle of the knife.

Among all the people, only Wei Miao did not have such complicated thoughts. She put her gold bars one by one into the small cloth bag she carried with her.

"I'll go back first!"

She spoke in a cheerful tone and stood up to leave, but the yellow croaker in her bag was so heavy that her small shoulders sank slightly.

After a few people finished thinking about it secretly, they heard her voice as light as spring water, and looked at the funny little kid in front of them with complicated eyes.

They were able to have all this because of the planning of this boy who was less than eleven and a half years old.

And he remained sober from beginning to end.

Whether she knew the pricing of sulfa or saw the gold in front of her, her eyes were clear and bright.

Faced with the overwhelming wealth that was about to come, this half-grown child pulled away without any attachment, and instead made the others look a little...

When Wei Miao returned home carrying several kilograms of gold, he heard a deafening quarrel between Wei Ada and Xu Ayu in the bedroom.

"What's wrong with my brother? He's only in his thirties, why can't he drive a rickshaw?" Xu Ayu raised his voice.

Wei Ada argued:

"This car was originally sent back by Brother Heitan, and we should be grateful for it."

Xu Ayu retorted: "Why didn't he appreciate it? I didn't bring a gift to thank you. Don't think I don't know that A Miao saved his life!"

Wei Ada suddenly raised his voice and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Xu Ayu lowered his voice and said slowly:

"That day he came home with a generous gift and his face was red with embarrassment. Ah Miao was flirting with him, and I knew something was up. Later, after getting Duoyu to tell me what was going on, I learned that my Ah Miao almost died at the hands of the Japanese pirates in order to save him!"

Wei Miao touched his nose, not knowing what the many fish said. Xu Ayu’s imagination was a bit too much.

Then he thought of how every time Liu Heitan came, Xu Ayu didn't show any sign of abnormality, but greeted him with a smile. He silently admired the crazy woman's acting skills.

After hearing Wei A's coaxing voice coming from the house, Wei Miao entered her room, and the sleeping Ali meowed at her.

She moved the blue bricks away, took out the changed bag, and laid out the newly acquired yellow croaker neatly.

Resisting the urge to swallow the gold, he set his eyes on the half-sakura bronze medal, picked it up, held it in his hand and pondered for a moment, then put the thing back in its place.

Wei Ada ultimately failed to appease his wife, and his treatment took a sharp turn for the worse.

Now she has to serve her own meals and fetch her own water for washing her feet, and the most important thing is that Xu Ayu sleeps in a separate bed from her.

It's damp and cold in late autumn. Wei Ada is very pitiful. He suffers from the cold during the day and sleeps in a cold bed at night.

Wei Miao received a large sum of money and prepared to reward his family.

The sky is clear and the weather is nice today. Although there is a cold wind, the sun is shining brightly.

She went out with Wei Ran, Wei Ling and Wei Li in a grand manner.

Wei Ping held Wei Dong's hand and looked eagerly, "Da Guo, remember to buy me osmanthus cake."

After Wei Miao nodded, Wei Dong stretched out his little paws and pouted, "Big pot, I'll go too!"

The little guy was ruthlessly pulled back by Xu Ayu's iron hand, and the door was closed, isolating Xiao Weidong's crying in the yard.

In the alley early in the morning, Xiao Jiangsu’s wonton stall is always the busiest.

A group of people saw Wei Miao taking her younger brother and sister out early in the morning and asked her:

"Ah Miao, what are you doing with your younger brother and sister?"

Wei Miao smiled and said, "Let's go out and play."

The adults all laughed. No matter how steady he was in normal times, he was just a child. When he talked about going out to play, he would jump up and down as he walked.

"It is believed that Wei A Da will be blessed in the future if he survives this hardship. Look at these children, they have grown up in the blink of an eye." Someone sighed.

Mrs. Dong from the barber shop leaned against the door and asked with a gloating look:

"Ah Miao, I heard your parents are having a quarrel."

Wei Miao didn't say anything. Wei Ran spoke first. He said innocently:

"Mrs. Dong, I heard that Mr. Dong beat you up every night, but it's true."

The men at the wonton stall burst into laughter.

Mrs. Dong's face suddenly turned red, she spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth and scolded:

"Little Yakuza!"

Wei Ran was confused by everyone's reactions. He looked at Mrs. Dong, then at the men who were laughing so hard that they fell over.

He clearly said this when he was listening to them gossiping, so why was he laughing so happily? Wei Ran thought the adults were really weird.