Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Guo Yingnan has twelve boats of his own, but they are not cargo ships, but large fishing boats and transport ships. The one he sent to pick up Dabao was a fishing boat.

This type of boat weighs more than ten tons and can be used for fishing near the coast, but it cannot go to the deep sea.

It only takes more than 40 minutes to get from the Pearl River to the Macao River. With the customs and airships, the time can be shortened to within 10 minutes.

This was the first time that Dabao had been to Haojiang in his two lifetimes. He was a civil servant, and there was no mission that would prevent him from coming to such a place.

So after getting off the boat, Dabao looked around curiously. If he was in such a state, let alone Xiao Erduo and the others,

The pier where they disembarked was a fort called Taipa Fort, an ancient fort next to the pier garden at the northwest end of Haojiang River. This fort was built in 1847.

You can see the lighthouse and the church with a tall spire from a distance. Most of the buildings in Haojing are European-style, which are the products left by the Portuguese.

The person Guo Yingnan sent to greet Dabao was an old man in a long gown and a mandarin jacket with pigtails. As soon as he spoke, he knew that he was an old servant of the Guo family.

The old man was obviously educated, and his gestures were very elegant. He bent his waist slightly, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Dabao.

"Master Qin, right? This old servant, Guo Qingming, has come to pick you up on the master's orders."

Dabao still played the role of a dandy young man, and he waved his hand.

"Don't be polite. Why didn't this Lao Guo come? Does he look down on us men?"

The character of Dabao has a prototype, who is the second son of Prince Chun. He studied abroad since he was young, and when the new country was established, he became an orphan, but he was not a pure playboy.

He is very smart, especially in business, and he is very talented. He made a fortune on Wall Street in the United States. Although he received Western education, the arrogance in his bones is innate.

Dabao is now using his identity and a pseudonym called Qin Mingyue. First, he used his surname and his wife's name. Second, it was taken from the Qin Dynasty's Mingyue and Han Dynasty's Guan.

Haojiang is very small, and the common means of transportation is rickshaws. Guo Qingming has already called more than a dozen rickshaws, and Dabao naturally got on the first one.

Guo Qingming did not take the rickshaw, but instead held Dabao's rickshaw and walked forward with the car.

This was the rule. As a servant, he had no right to ride in the same rickshaw with his master's guests, so even though he was old, he still held the rickshaw from the bottom and chatted with Dabao as they walked.

This is also a great irony. The new country, new society and new style have driven all these feudal remnants of rules and regulations into ruins. However, in small places like Macau and Hong Kong, these rules are still very popular.

"Uncle Qing, are we going to see Lao Guo?"

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Master Qin, my master has booked a room for you at the Fengjing Hotel. Please take a rest first and wash off the dust on your body. My master will welcome you tonight."

Dabao asked casually.

"What is he doing now?"

The old man was a little embarrassed, but still told the truth.

"From last night until now, my master has been gambling with Nie Aotian. I heard he's already lost four boats, so he didn't come to pick you up!"

The rickshaw was passing by the Mazu Pavilion at this time. The Mazu Pavilion is located in the southwest of Haojiang River. It is built along the coast, with the mountain behind it and the sea in front. There are stone lions guarding the gate and flying eaves.

Dabao was watching intently, and when he heard what the old man said, he became more alert.

"Where is the casino? I want to see it."

The old man hesitated and said.

“It’s at the Scenic Hotel.”

Dabao nodded and closed his eyes slightly.

The Scenic Hotel was built in 1870 by Sir Ho in the European neoclassical style.

It has only three floors, but covers a very large area. The first floor is the casino's tables and restaurant, and the second floor is fourteen high-end gambling halls. Each of them has its own style. Gamblers cannot enter if their chips are less than 500,000.

There are forty guest rooms upstairs, which were converted into four presidential suites after 90. Although hotels in Haojing have become more and more luxurious since then, it is still such a dilapidated hotel that one cannot even have a meal here without status and position.

Guo Yingnan had already booked a guest room for Dabao and his friends. Dabao asked the waiter to arrange for them to check in, and he took Lian Hu and Liu Xiaodao and followed the old man to the gambling hall on the second floor.

Guo Yingnan is not handsome, but he has a big square face and is very imposing in his every move. In his life, he loves cigarettes, alcohol and women, and he cannot live without any of them. This is also the daily life of many tycoons in Macau and Hong Kong.

Nie Aotian is less than fifty years old this year. He looks a little thin. He likes to wear a long gown and hold an ivory cigarette holder. The cigarettes he smokes are all made by himself.

Every year, he selects tobacco leaves grown in his own garden, exposes them to the sun for more than three hours, and then roasts them in a kiln. After roasting, he adds Wuliangye liquor and century-old ginseng.

This would be extremely difficult and absolutely impossible for others, but for Nie Aotian, it is not a big deal.

Nie Aotian only loves two things in his life, one is gambling, and the other is this puff of cigarette.

In the No. 1 gambling room on the second floor of Fengjing Hotel, there was a long gambling table. Guo Yingnan and Nie Aotian sat at both ends, and the dealer stood in the middle, dealing cards to them.

There were a dozen or so spectators on both sides watching them gamble.

There are many chips piled in the middle of the gambling table. It looks like the bet is very big.

Guo Yingnan and Nie Aotian were betting on Stud Poker. After the dealer dealt the fourth card to both parties, he stretched out his hand and said.

"Boss Guo has three aces, Boss Nie has a straight flush, Boss Nie, please speak."

Nie Aotian smacked his lips and took the cigarette butt out of the holder. He looked at Guo Yingnan and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Guo, you have already lost seven boats to me. Only five boats are left. If you lose all of them, you will have to go back to Hong Kong and eat your old rice."

Guo Yingnan wiped the sweat from his face and snorted.

"Old Ghost Nie, don't be so proud. There's a saying that goes, 'You never gamble to lose.' Ye Han isn't here today, so I'm going to hold up this scene for him no matter what."

It turned out that today was the day for Ye Han's God of Gamblers to compete with Nie Aotian's Gambling Tyrant. Ye Han was drunk by Guo Yingnan at the Tycoon Nightclub last night and he was still not sober. Guo Yingnan knew that he was in the wrong, so he gritted his teeth and continued to compete between Ye Han and Nie Aotian.

However, his gambling skills are far inferior to Nie Aotian's. In just these seven or eight hours, he has lost seven boats. He is already excited about losing and must win back what he lost. This is a typical gambler's mentality.

Nie Aotian lit another cigarette, took a light puff, and a fragrance wafted out. He squinted his eyes at Guo Yingnan and said lightly.

"I have a straight flush and can bet on a flush. You only have three of a kind, so I still have a better chance of winning. One million. Let's see another card."