20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 445 Under night, south of the river

Can you still take off your clothes for the donkey shadow puppet show?
Jiang Lianheng was not surprised, he immediately clapped his hands and said with emotion: "Hu, it has to be you, how else can I say that he is your brother!"

"It's nothing. Apart from collecting and creating, I usually just like to make friends." Chuanghu scratched his head happily.

"You and Lin Qi have a pretty close relationship?"

"We used to hang out together, but -"

Chuanghu rolled his eyes twice and recalled: "Now that I think about it, we haven't seen each other for several years. It was mainly because of the plague that year, so I ran south. If I don't run, I can't. The officials will arrest people and throw them to you." If the carriage is locked up and the whole family is put to death, who will not be afraid of it? "

"You don't even know whether this person is dead or alive?" Jiang Lianheng was a little dissatisfied.

"Boss, things are fickle, who can say it accurately?" Chuang Hu said with a smile, "But as long as Lin Qi is still alive, it must be in Fujiadian. He likes to stay there. He always said that Binjiang County It’s a treasure land.”

After saying that, seeing Jiang Lianheng being silent and showing no reaction, he handed over the book in his hand again.

"My boss, you go to him with my work. As soon as he sees this, he will know that we are familiar with each other and he will definitely not trick you."

When Chuanghu saw this, he was stunned and couldn't help but lamented and sighed secretly:

"Tsk, it would be nice if Nanfeng was at home. He is suitable for this trip. Xifeng is too stunned and accepts death..."

"My boss, this is equivalent to bringing one person with you!" Zhao Guoyan was a little worried.

"Oh, this huge country cannot tolerate me breaking into someone's quiet desk. What a pain, what a pain!"

As Jiang Lianheng said this, he put his hands behind his back and left the "Feng Yue Seal Library" without looking back.

Jiang Lianheng nodded, gave a few brief instructions, and then took the carriage back to his home.

Hu Xiaoyan didn't seem to hear, she crossed her arms and continued talking to herself for a long time. Finally, she suddenly pushed Jiang Lianheng and whispered: "Huh? How about you wait two days before leaving, and I'll give it to Nan." Give Feng a call and ask him to come back first?"

"no!"

It was cold and the New Year was approaching, so the venues in Heshengfang and Huifangli were very quiet. Only the insurance companies were still doing booming business.

"And Xue Yingqing, she has to lead two people no matter what, that's enough. It's not like she's going to destroy someone else's place, why is she doing such a big battle!"

Jiang Lianheng simply stood up, pressed Chuang Hu's shoulder, and ordered: "Pack your bags tonight and wait for my news."

When they heard that their boss was leaving for Harbin, the three of them had no objections. They just asked if they could bring some manpower there.

In this way, the Jiang family's business has made a lot of money. Except for Lao Zhang and his brothers, they are among the top wealthy businessmen and gentry in Fengtian.

Later, Jiang Lianheng called Zhao Guoyan, Liu Yansheng and Wen Tingge to discuss matters on the second floor of the insurance company.

Of course, the Jiang family did not embarrass them, let alone show off their prestige.

The night before leaving, everyone had a dumpling meal at home.

"Then don't talk nonsense, this matter is settled."

……

Finally, everyone went back to their residences, packed their luggage and parcels, and packed away their gold and silver.

At present, everything is peaceful in Fengtian, so there is no need to hide the master's itinerary plan from the brothers.

…………

Two days later, Xue Yingqing connected with Pingjianzi from the north.

When everything was ready, Hu Xiaoyan finally felt at ease. She leaned on the bed and looked about to fall asleep, but she still didn't forget to remind her again and again.

Since we are in Jianghu, everyone is friends.

"Hacheng is different from Fengtian. When you get there, walk around more and see more. Don't just focus on one business."

"I know, you understand the grinding." Jiang Lianheng turned over impatiently, looking a little sleepy.

In the darkness, the only thing that responded to her was the sound of snoring like a butchering pig...

As he said that, he turned to the three guys in the yard and shouted: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and re-layout!"

"I know, I know..."

Over the past year, the insurance business has long replaced gambling sales and become the Jiang family's main source of revenue.

Jiang Lianheng lit a cigarette, glanced at the three of them, suddenly raised his hand and said, "If anything happens at home while I'm away, Guo Yan will make the decision."

Jiang Lianheng sat in front of his desk, crossed his legs, waved his hands and said, "This trip is to discuss business. I have already made an appointment. Nanfeng is not here, so Xifeng and Chuanghu are coming with me."

From Liaonan Pier to Fengtian Provincial Government, two points form a line. Nine out of ten people on the road have to "rely on the side" of the Jiang family. The remaining one or two want to do so but do not. Being able to follow closely behind the Jiang family and fawn over them.

"No, brother, I'm busy right now!"

"You don't give me face."

Jiang Lianheng frowned, smacked his lips, and said lazily and vaguely: "It's such a worry. Go to bed quickly and stop nagging."

After Zhao Guoyan heard this, he waved his hand quickly: "No, I will listen to my sister-in-law."

After receiving the news, Jiang Lianheng decided to buy the nearest train ticket and immediately set off for Harbin before the New Year.

After leaving "Fengyue Seal Hall", Jiang Lianheng went to Xiaoxiguan again and inspected various places in his home.

Hu Xiaoyan glanced at him, but said: "Anyway, don't cause trouble. No matter how capable you are, it is still someone else's territory. Lao Zhang hasn't taken over Ji Province's territory yet. Your identity as a spy is there. It doesn’t work.”

"Forget it!"

……

Getting up early in the cold winter is a death penalty.

Before the sky turned chaotic, Jiang Lianheng called Li Zhengxi and Chuang Hu and hurried to the train station to join Xue Yingqing and others.

It wasn't until the piercing bell rang overhead and the train whined as it entered the platform that my whole body started to wake up, as if I had just woken up from a big dream.

Xue Yingqing accompanied Kang Zheng with his head knife. The three of them wrapped themselves tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. Looking at the posture, they wished they could pull out all the leather goods at the bottom of the box and put them on themselves.

Although Jiang Lianheng was wearing a wolfskin cloak, his arms were still open. Seeing this, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"As for that, it's not the coldest time yet!"

"Don't pretend, you'll know when you get there." Xue Yingqing said with a smile, "Look, isn't Chuanghu the same as us?"

Jiang Lianheng turned around in response, only to see Chuang Hu wearing two cotton-padded jackets, a scarf and a leather hat. He couldn't even see his eyes, only a crack was left, and he stood there waving to him.

"You guys are too weak to withstand the cold." Jiang Lianheng raised his collar nonchalantly, "I have strong firepower, so I'll be fine."

Li Zhengxi also nodded and echoed: "When I was a child, I didn't even wear leather goods. I could even find a corner in a shabby temple and carry it over."

Xue Yingqing was too lazy to argue with the two of them. When he saw the door open, he took the first step and got into the first-class compartment.

The others followed and took their seats.

After a little tilt, the train started slowly and ran smoothly for a while, then gradually began to accelerate and speed towards the important town in the north.

The seats in the first-class carriage were spacious and comfortable, and the train shook on the rails, swaying gently and rhythmically.

Everyone sat facing each other. They had woken up very early. After a while, they didn't exchange a few words with each other, and then gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but I just felt that the sun outside the car window was getting brighter and dazzling, and Jiang Lianheng suddenly woke up. The journey was boring, and when he saw that others were still asleep, he suddenly hit Chuang Hu with his elbow and shouted softly: "Don't sleep!"

"Ah?" Chuanghu woke up suddenly, looked around and asked, "Are you here?"

"What time did you arrive?"

"What's going on?"

"Do you have any tea eggs?" Jiang Lianheng asked, "Take them out and beat your teeth!"

Chuang Hu had a grimace on his face, bared his teeth and said, "Oh, boss, the tea eggs haven't left the stall today, where do you want me to get them made for you?"

"Then come and chat with me!" Jiang Lian turned sideways and said, "You said Lin Qi is in Fujiadian, is that place far from Harbin?"

"Not far, not too far." Chuanghu wiped his face and said energetically, "Fujiadian in Binjiang County is actually in the same place as Harbin, just like... Fengtian City and the Nantie Annex, that's it It’s not exactly the same relationship, but it’s not too different.”

Jiang Lianheng nodded thoughtfully.

In retrospect, the "railway auxiliary areas" outside the customs were originally the term Mao Zi first proposed.

The so-called Harbin City, in terms of a "city", is just an important northern town that has just emerged in the past ten years. It is composed of more than a dozen villages that gradually gathered together with the completion of the railway. It is more like a large commercial port. , and never had a city wall.

More than ten years ago, it was just a general term.

To be specific, we have to mention Xiangfang, Fujiadian, Qinjiagang, etc... or "Alejin" as some old people call it.

The cross-river railway was built on the south bank of Songhua. To the west of the railway is Habu, to the south is Qinjiagang, and to the west of the railway is Fujiadian.

Gradually, for the sake of convenience, Tiexi became "Daoli" verbally; Tiedong became "Daowei" verbally; Qinjiagang also gradually became known as Nangang.

Nominally, this large area is all under the jurisdiction of Binjiang County, but everyone knows that in Daoli's Butou District and Qinjiagang, the county government can only take care of Fujiadian. .

"So, people outside the Dao should be quite mixed?" Jiang Lianheng asked.

"That's for sure. Daowai is a serious mess." Chuanghu explained, "My boss, even if Daoli is clean and at attention, if you really want to inquire about something, Daowai is well-informed, so you have to distinguish Distinguish between true and false.”

Jiang Lianheng nodded silently, having a rough impression of Ha City.

As noon approached, several people woke up one after another and took a quick bite on the train.

Not long after, the train pulled into Kuanchengzi Station.

Everyone got off the train and changed trains. Going north from there, they were no longer on the South Manchuria Railway, but on the Middle East section under Mao Zi's jurisdiction.

Jiang Lianheng and Xue Yingqing sat opposite each other, and the snowy scene outside the window suddenly disappeared.

"Later, when we get to the place, will someone pick us up?" Jiang Lianheng asked.

Xue Yingqing rubbed his eyes and replied listlessly: "Of course, if we don't even have this little friendship, then why would I go all the way?"

At this point, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but curiously asked: "What kind of food does that friend of yours do? A person who just talks about eating miscellaneous food and can come up with sexy ideas can't be just a street kid, right?"

Xue Yingqing originally didn't want to say more, but the journey was boring and he had nothing to do, so he dealt with it one by one.

Speaking of which, the Bingjianzi she mentioned was also a self-made capable person.

This person's name is Sheng Baoku, nicknamed "Old Qian'er", and his ancestral home is Jiaodong.

More than twenty years ago, he was also the elder brother who broke into Guandong on his own and conquered the world with his glory. Finally, he established a firm foothold in the Harbin area, sneaked into the Dao from outside and became a figure.

When people from Jiaodong come to Guanwai, there are three places that men have to mention.

These three places in Jiaodong are ancient counties connected together. Even though they are close to each other, they are different from each other.

As the old saying goes!

"The Mouth of Huang County", "The Legs of Penglai", "The Japs of Ye County".

Huang Xian is a sharp-tongued man, witty and full of witty remarks. They broke through Guandong and didn't go very far. Most of them went to Fengtian, Tieling and other places, and then stopped going north. When they landed in Maodong, they sat on the kang and started chatting.

Penglai is diligent and travels all over the country. Guandong is nothing. When he is full, he pats his belly and goes back when he is happy.

The clever ghosts in Ye County are as the saying goes, "Beijing movies and Wei Zuizi cannot defeat the ghosts in Ye County." They broke into Guandong and went the furthest. There were many chamber of commerce presidents in the Harbin area who came from this place.

This "old money man" Sheng Baoku's hometown is in Ye County.

When he first arrived in Fujiadian, he was also a refugee fleeing from famine. He had searched his body, inside and out, but he couldn't find anything. When beggars saw him, they had to cover their bowls for fear of this person. Compete with yourself for food.

In the beginning, when Sheng Baoku was a teenager, he worked as a "hat-off party". To put it bluntly, it was a business of robbing people's hats on the street.

It's cold in Harbin, so anyone with a bit of money wears fur hats like marmots.

Sheng Baoku snatched the hat and resold it, so that he could make a living, but he usually didn't dare to spend more money and had to save it.

how?
I'm afraid that the next time I get beaten, I won't have money to see a doctor.

If a person is hungry and impatient, he can do anything. As long as he can earn money to eat, he doesn't care about cheating, cheating or stealing.

There are many Jiaodong fellows in Harcheng, and they help each other. I don’t know where Sheng Baoku met a noble man, and gave him a hand. He started as an apprentice and started working in the "money table" business.

The business got better and better, and Sheng Baoku became "old money".

Walking from outside the road into the road, it looks like you are crossing a railway, but in fact you are crossing a class.

Hearing this, the sky outside the car window had completely darkened.

Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but asked curiously: "What kind of business is 'Money Table'? A bank?"

"Almost!" Xue Yingqing buttoned up his mink coat and wrapped himself tightly again, "But it's different from a bank. It's just a table, no storage, only exchange. It's a trap."

"fake money?"

"Some are true and some are false. There are many people in Harbin, not only foreigners, but also foreigners from other places. Rubles, pounds, francs, marks, and old money from the past can all be exchanged by people at the 'money table.'"

How can such a big business be done with just one table?
Jiang Lianheng didn't believe it and immediately asked: "Has he eaten up all of this business?"

"I do not know then."

Xue Yingqing leaned over and looked out the window, exhaled through the glass, and murmured to himself: "When you meet Lao Qian later, don't mention it, especially the matter of him taking off his hat."

"You know, things are different now!" Jiang Lian leaned back in his chair and muttered with a smile, "I've never asked for food before!"

"Coming."

"Is it?"

Jiang Lianheng leaned over and looked out the window, only to see orange-yellow street lights not far away in the hazy night, and magnificent European-style buildings came into view, along with the glass carriages. The reflections inside overlap each other.

After a while, the surrounding passengers also looked around. They were so amazed that they couldn't help but marvel.

There were a few wealthy businessmen with proud expressions on their faces.

The admiration in the second-class carriage was even greater. There were bursts of noise and commotion, which woke up the sleeping children, whose crying continued for a long time.

The train slowly entered the platform.

What should I call this place?
Binjiang County? Aljin? Or——

Harbin at night...

(End of this chapter)