20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 447 Kaijiang

"Jew?"

Jiang Lianheng frowned and thought for a long time, but still had no impression in his mind.

Looking up at Xue Yingqing and others, they seemed to have only half-understanding. They just sat there in a daze, waiting for the next story.

Sheng Baoku was accustomed to referring to the Jews as the "bearded gang."

Although he spoke with gritted teeth, when he really talked about the "Big Bearded Gang", his expression not only showed resentment and disgust, but also a bit of jealousy, or even admiration.

This is somewhat interesting.

Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but asked curiously: "So, their group is quite powerful here?"

"It's not quite big, but it's very big." Sheng Baoku corrected him immediately, "Speaking of these words, it somewhat makes others' ambitions and destroys one's own prestige, but it is a fact that has to be admitted -"

At this point, he suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly, drew two circles on the table with his fingertips, and then started explaining.

However, for some unknown reason, after seeing everyone's stunned expressions, Sheng Baoku suddenly burst into laughter for no apparent reason.

Sheng Baoku was quite optimistic and laughed along with him, but said: "Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, Habu is a treasure. If you have time, come here often to see the opportunities. Don't take advantage of those 'bearded gangs'."

Sheng Baoku picked up the cigarette case on the table, waved it in front of everyone, and then said: "Even the old Baduo we smoke was originally a cigarette shop founded by their gang."

"Yes, it's because I don't have a home, so I only accept money no matter where I go, and I'm not welcome no matter where I go."

"There has to be a reason, right?"

"Qiulin Foreign Trade is also a business in the hands of that group of people?" Xue Yingqing seemed a little surprised.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless and exclaimed: "How much?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng and Xue Yingqing looked at each other and smiled, gradually realizing that there was something in this "old money"'s words.

Jiang Lianheng had just arrived, so naturally he didn't understand the importance of these businesses in Harbin, so he humbly asked for advice, listened patiently, and while passing around the dishes, he finally sketched a rough outline of Harbin's business community in his mind.

Due to the first meeting, Jiang Lianheng did not argue with "Old Qian'er".

"Oh, how many millions?" Sheng Baoku curled his lips, "That's a multinational company. Before Maozi's civil strife, Qiulin Yangxing had at least 30 to 40 million yuan in assets!"

"Of course!" Sheng Baoku vowed, "these 'bearded gangs' can't make a fortune without the land of Habu!"

In other words, whoever has the ability to cheat can be considered a real player.

When two people compete for a bowl of rice, there is no advantage between having a gun and money and having a gun but no money.

In the final analysis, it is still life and death, which is the eternal principle.

"In Harbin, especially in Daoli and Nangang, at least half of the business is in the hands of their 'bearded gang'. Do you think it's big? Qiulin Department Store, Suo Skin Line, Madiel Hotel..."

"Listening to what you said, no matter what, it must be several million, right?"

Everyone smiled and comforted him, saying, "Foreign devils are heartless and unjust, so don't take it to heart."

He rolled his eyes and recalled the past, and suddenly laughed at himself: "If no one else talks about it, let's talk about Soskin. When he first came to Harbin, I did business with him. In the past, I called him Maozi. ;Now, if I follow you and call him a foreigner, he won’t even let me fart!”

Although he didn't have much deeper understanding of this, he knew one thing well - the so-called financial game is only based on rules.

He had a rough understanding of the bank's lending business. In the past two years, he had experienced a financial turmoil when he received small foreign currency notes.

"No, it's all about low-price acquisition, low-price processing, and high-price sales. How much profit is there? And the founder of Qiulin Yangxing Company used to sell fur goods in the north. Look at how much money his company makes now. money?"

However, Sheng Baoku still sighed to himself: "In this area of ​​Harbin, we have a lot of calculations, but in less than twenty years, those 'bearded gangs' made a fortune in less than ten years."

Qiulin Department Store is located on Dazhi Street in Nangang. It is the earliest department store outside Guanhai. It is currently planning to build a branch in Daoli.

"Don't they have a home of their own?"

"Maozi? It's too late for Maozi to bother them! Let's put it this way, apart from money, the 'Big Beard Gang' has nothing to do with anyone!" Sheng Baoku sneered twice.

This foreign company not only sells high-end products from various countries, but also operates a "front shop and a back factory, coexisting with industry and commerce". It has extremely strong financial resources and is tyrannical.

Soskin owns the largest shipping company in Harbin, with a wide range of large and small cargo ships, operates several oil mills and flour mills, and operates grain trade.

"Look, you still don't believe it." Sheng Baoku went on to say, "The owner of the Madier Hotel used to be a watch repairman, and look what he is doing now? That 'big beard' from Huaying Oil Factory, one day in the factory Can process 200,000 soybeans!”

Thirty to forty million Yuan Da Yang's assets, which means real money, can really be considered as rich as the enemy.

Kai Sipu, the founder of Madier Hotel, is not only running a hotel, he is also known as a giant in the jewelry industry in the Far East.

Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but nodded, and then asked: "Then where do these people come from, and what is their relationship with Mao Zi?"

Sheng Baoku clapped his fingers and counted them one by one: "When the old man took over the Gowana Cigarette Shop, they said he was a Pole. Later I found out that he was a 'bearded gang'; Huaying Oil Factory, listen. I thought they were British guys, but they are actually the 'Big Bearded Gang'. Those foreign banks, and those loan companies, etc., all belong to Baodui, but they are actually the 'Big Bearded Gang'!"

He asked them all, and Jiang Lianheng could only make a symbolic guess.

"They come from everywhere."

How arrogant is it?
In addition to various food processing plants, the company even built its own power plant to provide lighting and heating inside the building.

However, he did not agree with this statement in his heart.

"Hey, Boss Jiang, please don't say that." Sheng Baoku quickly waved his hand, "They can eat people without spitting out the bones and dregs even if they don't have guns in their hands. If they have guns in their hands, good guy, what's the point? Come on?"

"All money but no guns?" Jiang Lianheng smiled, "What's so scary about that?"

To this day, everyone is well aware of the significance of the railway.

"so much?"

He smiled extremely wildly, as if he was avenging some bloody revenge, and his whole person was filled with joy from the inside out.

Seeing this, Jiang Lianheng, Xue Yingqing and others couldn't help but frown. The two-foot-long monk was really confused.

"No!" Sheng Baoku laughed heartily and took advantage of the opportunity to breathe, before he managed to say, "It's all gone!"

"Wait a minute, everything is gone?" Everyone looked at each other and asked hurriedly, "What does this mean? Qiulin Foreign Company is bankrupt?"

"It's not bankruptcy, it's confiscation!"

Sheng Baoku finally took a breath, waved his hand, and said: "In the Maozi Civil War, Qiulin Yangxing's assets, equipment, and buildings were all robbed by others! Even their general manager was imprisoned! "

Xue Yingqing was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What about Qiulin Yangxing Co., Ltd. over in Nangang?"

"It's fine here, we have Bai Mao guarding us. However, the business will definitely be affected. There is a war over there, and the trains can't even run. Fortunately, Qiulin Yang Company has a factory here, and the business can still be maintained. Now only The next manager will never go back even if he dies."

These words aroused Jiang Lianheng's interest.

"Then if Baimao loses, won't they all retreat to our side of the customs?" "Otherwise, where can they retreat?" Sheng Baoku asked, "They will have no choice but to retreat to our side, otherwise Why do we say that there are more and more people in Harbin now? Anyone with a bit of property comes with their families, and there are a lot of 'bearded gangs' among them."

"Oh, so -" Jiang Lianheng muttered, "Boss Sheng, no wonder this place is capable of doing business with ridiculous ideas."

"Hey, actually, it's all a side job. Normally I don't touch that business at all, but the relationship between Shopkeeper Xue and me is here. Since you are asking me, can I not help take care of it?"

While talking, the dining table was already filled with wine, food, fish and meat.

The young waiter walked in and whispered respectfully: "Mr. Sheng, your order is ready."

"Okay, okay, go back and tell your manager that this table will be charged to my account."

The waiter nodded in response, turned around and left, closing the door gently.

After Jiang Lianheng saw the people leaving, he cut to the chase and asked: "Boss Sheng, you also know what I'm here to do. Since we are all friends of Shopkeeper Xue, I have to trouble you to give me some advice. We are in Habu territory." What’s the current market price of the ‘foreign Guanyin’ on my son——”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Sheng Baoku picking up the chopsticks, waving his hand, and laughed:

"Hey, Boss Jiang, it's very cold in the late winter. It's hard to come here and I've been in a hurry all night. I don't have to talk about business matters in a hurry. Let's eat and drink first and don't rush back. I I’ll take you and Shopkeeper Xue to have fun in Habu for two days first!”

It’s hard to deny the hospitality, and you feel right at home.

Seeing Sheng Baoku being so hospitable, Jiang Lianheng couldn't say anything more.

But at this moment, Tou Daozi, who had always been taciturn, glanced at "Old Qian'er" and suddenly spoke.

"Old Qian, don't play tricks."

With a cold warning, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly became awkward.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to "Old Qian'er".

Sheng Baoku's face froze, and the chopsticks in his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. After being stunned for a moment, he managed to squeeze out two dry laughs from the corners of his mouth.

"Hehehe, Lao Dao, Lao Dao... look at you, you haven't changed at all, you're always stretched there, are you tired?"

He put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass, and continued: "You said we have known each other for many years, and this is not the first time we have done business. Why, I can still hold back my bad intentions and hurt you? I didn't pick you... What you said is a bit chilling to my brother!”

However, Toudaozi's face was as dark as water, unmoved, he turned his head and just replied in a low voice:
"Well, you better have a heart."

After saying that, he wordlessly picked up a piece of red sausage with his chopsticks, drank the wine in the glass, and started eating by himself, no longer paying attention to the treasure house, or even bothering to look at it again.

Isn't this going to flip the table?

No.

Even though he looked embarrassed, Sheng Baoku pursed his lips, laughed dryly and said, "That's okay. If Boss Jiang and Shopkeeper Xue are in a hurry, then we won't play around and just talk business."

When Xue Yingqing saw this, his eyebrows relaxed and his eyes curled up. He quickly raised his wine glass and said, half to apologize and half to comfort: "No, no, no, no, 'Old Qian'er,' don't pay attention to him. What's wrong with this Lao Dao?" Don’t you know, he’s a wolf and not a dog, and he’s not familiar with anyone, so what’s the point of being familiar with him? Let’s just play around, this Habu has changed a lot, and I’m planning to take a walk!”

After saying that, she secretly winked at Jiang.

Jiang Lianheng understood immediately, quickly raised his glass, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, Boss Sheng, you just aroused my desire for fun, we can't go back on it!"

When Sheng Baoku saw someone stepping down the steps, he immediately frowned and complained.

"No...Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, tell me...how am I guilty of serving such delicious food and drinks?"

"Oh, please be patient. Just think that we are apologizing to you. Come on, come on, it's all in the wine."

Ding-ding-dang, three cups and two cups of turbid wine, I was a little unhappy just now, but it was all in laughter and conversation.

Tou Daozi stopped talking, and the others, who were slightly tipsy, became more excited, and the conversation gradually became thicker again.

Everything is as usual, just like when we first met.

Sheng Baoku stopped making pretentious remarks - or so it seemed - and instead turned to introduce the dishes on the table.

In addition to cold dishes and hot soups, pot-roasted pork, and iron pot stews, there are also many cooked foods, such as air-dried sausages, five-spice sauce meat, shrimp ham, pine nut tripe, five-spice smoked fish...

"Boss Jiang, let's eat! These are all the good stuff from Daowai Zhengyang Tower. Ordinary small restaurants can't stock them. If you want to buy them, you have to make a reservation in advance. Otherwise, how can I bring you here to eat? ”

"This sausage is really good." Everyone praised it.

"That's a must! Don't worry, I've already ordered it for you. Everyone has a share. When you leave, buy some Qiulin's big ribs and red sausages and take them back to your brothers and sisters to try. ”

"It's so embarrassing to not even get food and drinks." Jiang Lian waved his hand.

"Whatever this is, it's all as it should be." Sheng Baoku chuckled, "It's a pity that you came at the wrong time."

"How do you say this?"

Sheng Baoku raised his hand and pointed out the window, but said: "If you come here in April, that's the time to eat! Or if you come again after the New Year, I will prepare a whole Songhua River fish feast for you. Sanhua Five and seventy-two miscellaneous fish—eat it, it’s so delicious!”

Jiang Lianheng smiled and asked: "Boss Sheng, April is the time to 'open river fish', right?"

"Oh! Boss Jiang, you are quite knowledgeable!"

"No, no, I don't understand. I just heard my second uncle say before, 'Fly fish, lay eggs, go back to the cage to sleep, and become a second wife'——"

"Hahaha, the four great fragrances of life!" Sheng Baoku continued with a smile, "That's indeed true. The surface of the Songhua River has been frozen for half a year, and the fish are swimming on the ice. The water is clear and not at all turbid. No, the fish is fresh and tender, no matter whether it is steamed, braised, fried or pan-fried, it tastes delicious no matter how you cook it!”

"Boss Sheng, when you say that, I really want to come over and have a try." Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but turn around and look out the window.

Sheng Baoku went on to say: "Boss Jiang, do you know that in fact, if the 'Kaijiang Fish' is broken down by a discerning person, it can also be divided into 'Wen Kaijiang' and 'Wu Kaijiang'?"

"Which one is more interesting, 'Wen Kaijiang' or 'Wu Kaijiang'?"

"You know what you think! This 'Wenkai River' melts little by little on the ice and slowly flows downward. It is said to be an open river. In fact, during that process, the river water has already been filled with turbid air."

Jiang Lianheng fiddled with the wine glass and said, "Oh? What about 'Wu Kaijiang'?"

"Boss Jiang, 'Wu Kaijiang' is a rare encounter. I have been in Habu for more than 20 years, and I have only seen him once. If I remember correctly, it should be in the 30th year of Guangxu's reign."

Sheng Baoku picked up the wine glass, looked around, and murmured in a low voice: "This 'Wukai River' must be caused by the spring breeze, which suddenly becomes warm. The ice on the river surface does not move at all. It blows like this for ten and a half days, not necessarily when." , last time in the middle of the night, I heard a "bang" on the river, like thunder, like thousands of troops, and could be heard all over the city. "

"Then it must be spectacular?"

"Of course, of course."

The two raised glasses and clinked their glasses together.

Sheng Baoku put the rim of the cup to his lips, suddenly raised his eyelids and asked:

"I don't know if Boss Jiang comes to Harbin this time with the intention of 'Wen Kaijiang' or if he intends to 'Wu Kaijiang'?"

(End of this chapter)