Siheyuan: Cooking journey

"You said you can earn enough money to buy a house in Japan within a year. How do you make money?"

He Yuzhu didn't want to continue talking about this topic, fearing that he would be unable to help but sweep away the dust for Liu Bo, so he turned to ask about the specific plan for making money. After all, according to the setting, he joined the group to make money, so this question had to be asked, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

"Uh, this..."

Liu Bo's eyes were erratic, and he said hesitantly: "You just joined, it takes some time to get familiar with it. No one can become fat in one go, you should understand the truth. As for making money, don't worry about it. Tonight, my brother will treat you to dinner."

"After dinner, let's go to Kabukicho and then find a place to relax with a massage."

"Life is about enjoying life, not letting life drive you, right?"

"Let's have some fun and relax for a few days, then we can get down to business."

"Now I am short of money, so I can only go to Kabukicho to hang out. When I have money and become successful in the future, I will book a theater to see the Takarazuka Revue perform."

Kabukicho, or the Takarazuka Theater.

He Yuzhu was not interested and asked, "How many serious members are there in this poor area? There can't be none."

"How is that possible?"

Liu Bo shook his head and explained: "The leader of the South Group is a regular member, and there is also a deputy leader."

He paused, worried that He Yuzhu would look down on the situation here, and added: "There are more than a hundred people in our Nanzi group, and having two official members is already very good. The clubs in Japan usually have one or two core members with hundreds or even thousands of peripheral brothers."

"The treatment of these peripheral brothers is very poor. They don't have any salary or benefits, and they have to bring their own food. Unlike our Shanhai Gang, once you join the peripheral, not only are your food and accommodation fully provided, but you can also get some extra income occasionally..."

What is the extra income?

Liu Bo seemed to understand suddenly. Without further ado, he greeted him warmly, "Brother Wang, come and have a drink. The Japanese sake is pretty good..."

He Yuzhu looked at him and had a rough idea of ​​the extra income.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid Liu Bo and the other three would have robbed them of everything. The money on their bodies is probably what we call extra income. No wonder the Shanhai Gang likes to bully the red people so much. With such extra benefits, everyone wants to get involved. Such black sheep must be eliminated.

After a while, a middle-aged woman brought some dishes.

A large plate of fried dumplings with a few side dishes.

"Come, Brother Wang, try it. These fried dumplings are absolutely delicious..."

Liu Bo said this with great enthusiasm, and his two men also started eating voraciously.

He Yuzhu tried a few of them. The dumpling filling was made of pork, leeks and shrimp, and it tasted really good.

After a few bites, I drank a few small glasses of wine.

He Yuzhu asked tentatively: "Are there many Chinese people in the Nanchuan slums besides the Shanhai Gang members?"

"Well, this question..."

Liu Bo thought for a moment and said, "We red people are the most hardworking and hardworking people in the world. We can live well anywhere. As early as before World War II, there were many Chinese living in Japan. Many wealthy people also like to immigrate here. It is also a place that international students yearn for. After completing their studies, many people stay in the local area to contribute their strength."

"Those people belong to the social elite and live a comfortable life. They have nothing to do with this. During World War II, more Chinese people fled to Japan. Even after the war ended, there was still a steady influx of people."

"When these people first arrived, most of them lived in very poor conditions. After they saved enough money through hard work, they gradually moved to other places."

"To achieve such results, on the one hand, it depends on everyone's unremitting efforts, but more importantly, our Shanhai Gang has always protected our compatriots."

Liu Bo looked proud, "Although I haven't experienced it myself, I have heard a lot of stories. At that time, the law was almost ineffective and the order was extremely chaotic."

"Although there are US troops stationed in Japan, they do not interfere much in local affairs, and the police force is pitifully weak, so various underworld organizations have emerged and taken on the responsibility of maintaining order."

"Not only are our compatriots forced to do the most tiring work for the least pay, they also face layers of exploitation, and in the end, they get very little. What's most infuriating is that even this meager salary is sometimes robbed."

"It's really like crying out to heaven and earth for help but no one can answer."

Our Shanhai Gang was established in this environment. We are not afraid of difficulties and dare to challenge all unfair things. Even when facing the powerful Yamaguchi-gumi, we are not afraid and face it bravely.

Even the most tyrannical Korean gang was taught a lesson by us many times.

Relying on strength, courage and the spirit of forging ahead, we have won the dignity and status we deserve in a foreign country.

Liu Bo seemed very dissatisfied when he said this: "The Shanhai Gang has done a lot to support the Chinese community, but some people have forgotten the pain and are now slandering us, forgetting who once allowed them to live a stable life."

But He Yuzhu didn't believe what he said and interrupted coldly, "Are you saying that there are no Chinese living in the slums now?"

"Uh……"

Liu Bo didn't expect He Yuzhu to suddenly interrupt and was speechless for a moment.

He adjusted his mood, sighed and said, "Although we are the descendants of Yan and Huang, we are very hardworking, but everyone's situation is different. Some people save money by eating frugally and leave the slums to live well; while others are like the lower-class people in Japan here, who waste all the money they earn and naturally have a hard life."

"Those lonely compatriots became homeless or even drug addicts. We took them in out of sympathy and gradually gathered them in the largest slum in Kanto for easy care and protection - after all, we were not superior in numbers compared to other organizations. As a result, there were almost no red people living in other areas."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but sneer and took a sip of wine, then asked back: "If you succeed in the robbery today, will you also send me to that slum?"

Now it was Liu Bo's turn to not know how to answer, so he could only say awkwardly: "Brother Wang, you misunderstood. That incident was just a joke by the brothers below. In fact, our Shanhai Gang only cares about our brothers and never forces anyone to join."

"For those who are willing to accept protection, we will provide warm help and support, so that everyone can feel the warmth of home and not have to worry about life problems; for those who are unwilling to join or have objections, we will never force them, after all, everyone has the right to choose!"

"Even if our compatriots who once rejected us have changed their minds and are now asking for our help, we will still do our best to support and help them. In fact, this is also our responsibility as a mountain and sea..."

After listening to this fluent and high-sounding defense, He Yuzhu couldn't help laughing, thinking that this guy was really good at talking nonsense.

On the surface, it seems to be for the sake of others, but in fact it is controlling and oppressing...

The dinner ended with Liu Bo talking about the glorious past of the Shanhai Gang.

He Yuzhu didn't say much.

It just made me more determined to thoroughly clean up this organization.

"Brother Wang, let's go to Kabukicho..."

Several people walked out of the box and Liu Bo proposed enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu shook his head and was about to decline.

At this time, the middle-aged woman who was in charge of serving the dishes came over and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, you haven't paid yet!"

"Bill, please?"

Liu Bo's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he looked at her coldly, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, say it again!"

The two henchmen, Daniu and Liu He, took a step forward and stared at the woman fiercely. The woman stepped back a few steps in fear, but her tone remained firm.

"You guys, you come here so many times a month, do you think this place is a charity? You want to run away without paying, and you want to use violence?"

"I thought it was the era when you guys were rampant! Now we live in a society that respects the law. I'm not afraid of you!"

He Yuzhu was thinking quietly and observing the situation calmly.

Liu Bo subconsciously looked at him, feeling embarrassed, his face became more gloomy, and he said coldly: "We are both descendants of Yan and Huang, and we should take care of each other when we are wandering outside. As compatriots, what's wrong with having a meal together?"

"Have you forgotten where your roots are? Don't you even want to acknowledge the friendship of being a fellow countryman..."

The noise here attracted the attention of the surrounding guests.

The sound seemed to have reached the back kitchen, and a middle-aged man in a chef's uniform hurried out, pulled the woman, glared at her, then walked up to Liu Bo and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I'll treat you to a meal, and next time you can just hang your signature over my head..."

"Why..." the woman said unwillingly.

"Stop talking..."

The middle-aged man glared at her, then smiled and said to Liu Bo: "Liu Sang, don't bother with a woman like her. She knows nothing but counting money."

Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, Liu Bo's complexion improved. He nodded with satisfaction, patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "Old Sun, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you really should discipline your wife. Fortunately, it was me who met you, so let's forget about what happened today. If it happened to someone else or if something like this happened again in the future, I won't be able to say anything!"

"Yes, yes, Liu Sang, you are right. I will discipline her strictly."

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully, showing great humility and obedience.

Liu Bo had nothing more to say about this, so he nodded and left with his group.

After leaving the restaurant,

Liu Bo spat in dissatisfaction, looked at He Yuzhu and sighed, "People's hearts are fickle, and they are all so ungrateful. You saw it too, they showed such faces after just eating a meal, and they still talk about brotherhood, it's a joke! They have completely forgotten who protected them."

"If we hadn't protected them, how could they have the stable life they have now? Even now, they can only run the restaurant here safely because of our protection. Otherwise, they would have been tormented by the Japanese gangs and could not survive."

With people like you around, it’s almost impossible to continue working.

He Yuzhu sneered in his heart, but on the surface he looked calm, pretending to be curious and asked: "The Shanhai Gang is not protecting them for free, right? Do they charge protection fees?"