money player

Chapter 220 Robber and Partner

The hero saving the beauty is very cliché, and at the same time it is very effective in bringing people closer to each other.

Yesterday, Xian Yaowen did not taste Shi Yiguang's cooking skills, but today, he had a breakfast full of love, although it was just a simple roasted tomato, boiled cowpea, fried egg, and a cup of cocoa.

Breakfast is at ten o'clock, two meals combined into one.

Breakfast place, the dining room next to the hotel lobby, accompanied by 11 corpses, 6 gangsters, 2 bodyguards, 2 unlucky travelers, and a hotel owner.

There was no one on staff, which was a bit suspicious.

Perhaps from the perspective of pillowcases and quilt covers, there may not be anything suspicious.

"Is it tasty?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

Shi Yiguang nodded.

Xian Yaowen, who got up early, looked up at the sky through the rain lines and found that the continuous dark clouds were showing signs of dissipating. The sun was pouring through the gaps. If nothing unexpected happened, the rain would stop at noon.

Any obstacle, failure, loss, illness or any form of pain, after the baptism and precipitation of time, will transform into our greatest mentor, pointing the way for us, giving us deeper thinking, returning to reality, and being more empathetic. Heart. "

"So, it doesn't taste good?"

"Yes." Xian Yaowen nodded, "You know that I came to the Gold Coast for gold. Kotali is a gold businessman, and there is the possibility of cooperation between me and him."

Perhaps the journey between life and death changed Shi Yiguang's outlook on life.

"If I were your third concubine, would you let him go?" Shi Yiguang asked soul torture.

Throwing away the cigar, Xian Yaowen played the piccolo and got into the rhythm.

I just don’t know if Shi Yiguang is playing about courage or remembering the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.

Xian Yaowen shook his head and said firmly: "No."

Fourth day.

The tactics are not complicated, and even a bit rigid, but the lobster soldiers relied on this tactic to conquer half of the earth and made the empire famous on which the sun never sets.

"Did you not kill him for profit?" Shi Yiguang said with a hint of hatred.

After praising God and the dead, Shi Yiguang went to Xian Yaowen's piccolo and played a solo "Grenadier March".

Xian Yaowen grabbed Shi Yiguang's hand and stroked it gently, "I talked to that Indian. His name is Kotali. I guess he lives in Dubai all year round. If you want to seek revenge from him in the future, I should be able to provide you with what you need." information."

"It doesn't taste bad."

Suddenly, the dining room fell into silence, and the two of them just sat.

The smell of corpses was still there in the morning, and in the afternoon the entrance to the hotel was filled with the smell of meat. The smell lingered until late at night.

On the third day, the wooden floors of three rooms were removed and three sets of coffins were made - three large wooden boxes and three small wooden boxes. The body was placed in the small wooden boxes, and then the small wooden boxes were put into the big wooden boxes, and the boxes were The gaps are filled with previously burned charcoal.

“It fits the stereotype of British food.”

Qi Longque, unseen from behind, silently used plant ash mixed with clay and lime to block all the smelly holes in the body.

The shape of the coffin is unbearable to look at, but the sealing is very good. Only a few candles in the hotel's stock are left for lighting, and the rest are melted and stuck to the inner wall of the coffin.

Shi Yiguang chuckled, "Adam, if you were a dedicated person, I think I would fall in love with you."

After checking the coffin, it was found that it was in good condition and there was no corpse water leaking out.

Light a cigar and wait in silence.

Shi Yiguang turned his head and looked at the rainy scene outside the house for a while, then said quietly: "Adam, I don't plan to go to Kumasi anymore. When the rain stops, I want to return to Accra immediately."

After a long time, the prelude to "Amazing Grace" floated on the second floor. Shi Yiguang, wearing a Scottish plaid skirt, played the Scottish bagpipe and walked slowly downstairs.

After sitting for a while, the two of them moved the chairs to the threshold in unison. Shi Yiguang rested his head on Xian Yaowen's shoulder, stretched out his hand into the rain, and picked up the ripples.

This is a song about courage. At that time, the British lobster soldiers were bathed in this song. The noble officers took the lead, lined up in a neat formation, got within 30 meters of the enemy, fired a volley, and then charged with bayonets. .

Maybe a bit of both.

"Maybe."

"Genesis says that when Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, they were expelled from heaven. When bad things happen to us, there are profound lessons behind it, even though we are We may not understand it, but time will tell us the answer.

"Maybe what you like about me is because of my passion."

In order to collect enough fuel, I poured half a barrel of gasoline from the oil barrel in the car and removed the wooden floors in three rooms.

"is it?"

On the first day, there was a little poetic feeling between Xian Yaowen and Shi Yiguang.

"The rain has stopped."

While washing, Xian Yaowen carefully took care of his hair and beard, put on dry underwear without an outer shirt, and came to the hotel lobby with his piccolo.

In the dining room, Xian Yaowen and Shi Yiguang sat across from each other, tasting the fruits of their joint labor.

The next day, the tropical rain forest climate provided sufficient and favorable conditions for the reproduction of putrefactive bacteria in the intestines. The smell of corpses could not be blocked. After discussion, Xian Yaowen and Shi Yiguang decided to burn eight of the corpses.

a long time.

Xian Yaowen picked up a long piece of cowpea from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The cowpea was just boiled in water without any seasoning. It should have been cooked in an earthenware pot, and there was no wok flavor at all.

"Yes, the rain has stopped."

"Adam, we'll always be friends, I hope."

"What's your next step?"

"Go into politics." Shi Yiguang looked determined.

"Our friendship lasts forever, speak up when necessary."

"Thank you."

"If the procedures for the gold mine in Kothari are clean, half of it will be yours and half of mine, and you will decide where the dividends go."

Shi Yiguang waved his hand, "I don't want it."

Xian Yaowen nodded, "Believe me, I am more cautious than you think. As a friend, I want your life to be as perfect as possible."

Shi Yiguang hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Thanks again."

"You are welcome."

On the fifth day, when the flood receded, Xian Yaowen sent Shi Yiguang back to the Ambassador Hotel in Accra. Shi Yiguang simply packed up and went to live with his uncle. When he left, he left a jeep for Xian Yaowen, and the two did not say goodbye.

The next day. Later in the afternoon, Xian Yaowen arrived in Kumasi.

After so many days of delay, Dong Xiangqian, who had been dispatched early in the morning to contact Zhuge Fei, had already established a sky-ground line and established telegraph communication between the Tulip Hotel and the camp under Xian Yaowu's care.

On the rooftop, after listening to Xian Yaowu's report, Xian Yaowen fell into deep thought.

The situation of Chuxing Fei's team was much better than he had initially expected. He originally thought that Chuxing Fei could get some weapons sporadically, but he didn't expect to be able to get formal weapons. He had to admire the French guy's courage.

With full-scale weapons and more than 30 veterans, as long as the big gold mine is not touched, Ashanti's small gold mine can be seized at will, and the method can be used without bloodshed. As long as the fist is shown, the gold mine can be seized. niggas would be scared shitless.

A chance encounter with Shi Yiguang, a chance encounter with Kotali, his strong fist, and the Ao brothers and sisters in the camp changed his mind.

"Are the deputy police dogs and that Ao Xue getting along?"

"not yet."

"What do you think of Ao Keshuang?"

"ambitious."

"Ambitious..." Xian Yaowen pondered for a moment, "Send a report to the deputy police dog and ask him to bring the Ao brothers and sisters to Kumasi to purchase supplies. I want to observe Ao Keshuang in secret, and I also want to meet the deputy police dog. In addition, things Something has changed. You are no longer needed here. You go to Johannesburg, South Africa for a few days, and then wait in Accra. I will formally introduce Shi Yiguang to you."

"Brother, Shi Yiguang and I already know each other."

"It's different. She was stimulated and her thoughts changed drastically. Now she only wants to join politics and become an iron lady. The political status of the British aristocracy is deteriorating, and the proportion of politicians from civilian backgrounds is getting higher and higher. If this continues, dozens of After 20 years, aristocrats will no longer matter in British politics.

Shi Yiguang is from a noble family. As long as she can gain the support of some nobles, there will be a smooth political path ahead of her. She and I have a tacit understanding and will provide her with financial support. She will be contacted by you. Maybe you will also help. She does the dirty work. "

"Dirty work?"

"Politics is like flowers on cow dung. It looks glamorous but it can't change the fact that the seeds are buried in cow dung and can only germinate by absorbing the nutrients of cow dung." Xian Yaowen patted Xian Yaowu on the shoulder, "Yaowu, Zhou Dunyi said it. Silt is unstained, and the lotus praises the purity of character. Silt is the mother of lotus, and the purity of lotus' character is precisely obtained by spitting and destroying silt.

If a son thinks his mother is ugly, he becomes a saint. If a son thinks his mother is ugly, he becomes a saint. There is no fixed standard of measurement for right and wrong, righteousness and evil. Everything depends on the needs of the ruling class. "

Xian Yaowu looked confused and said: "Brother, I just want to know what the dirty work is. Why are you talking so much?"

Xian Yaowen lowered his face and said, "I don't think beating you is enough, and I want to scold you. Can I practice my voice first?"

"Hehehe, no." Xian Yaowu hid behind him and said stupidly.

In fact, he knew what dirty work was. He just wanted his elder brother to draw a circle and clarify the scope of dirty work.

It is precisely this circle that Xian Yaowen cannot draw. Xian Yaowu is not a machine. He has his own principles and moral concepts. He does not want to erase Xian Yaowu's distinctive personality and become his obedient machine. A family with only one voice means decline. Start.

Spring is when hundreds of flowers bloom, and a single yellow chrysanthemum blooms thousands of miles away, only in the cemetery.

"Stop being silly, go down and don't stop me from reading the newspaper."

There is a pergola on the rooftop, and it is windy today. The sun after the continuous rain is shining with a vengeance, and the ultraviolet rays are very strong. The watermelon that left its hometown in Africa thousands of years ago, after several domestication, has changed from white and fat to blood-red silky sand, neat and tidy. Arranged like lotuses in full bloom, they lie on the ice in an orderly manner.

There are melons, newspapers, and a roof to provide shade, so there should be reading.

Xian Yaowu took away a piece of watermelon and happily went downstairs to blow the fan in the room.

Xian Yaowen held the newspaper in his hand and thought of fans. Selling fans in Africa was a good idea, but first he had to solve the problem of the service life of the motor under unstable voltage conditions.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Xian Yaowen read the newspaper intently.

Electric fans and rice cookers are products with little technological content, and are very suitable to be the vanguard of his electrical appliance business, but not now.

In fact, there are not many newspapers on the Gold Coast. Even counting those published here by neighboring countries and Europe, there are only about a dozen. When Xian Yaowen was in Accra, he had already read some of the past newspapers that could be collected. Today, I will add, That’s pretty much all that needs to be seen.

In the afternoon, Xian Yaowen took to the streets to visit Kumasi, a city with a strong commercial atmosphere and pleasant scenery.

Kumasi has gold mines, as well as hardwood and cocoa for export. This city has little to do with poverty. "Keep left" and "No parking" signs can be seen everywhere on the wide roads, silently telling The number of cars in this city is not low.

In fact, this is also the case. Xian Yaowen was driving a jeep on the road. Vehicles could be seen from the front, rear and right. Most of them were cars, but there were also many pickup trucks and trucks. Occasionally, trucks would pass by.

There are not many pedestrians on the street. After all, the urban area of ​​Kumasi has an area of ​​300 square kilometers, which is 30 times that of Sham Shui Po, but the population is only tens of thousands, slightly more than that of Shek Kip Mei. The narrow lanes of Shek Kip Mei are not yet usable. To describe it as crowded, the population here in Kumasi is not as dense as the beef cubes in braised beef noodles.

The buildings along the road are quite neat. The British-style buildings are mainly white, mostly two-story, with simple shapes and decorations. The walls are mostly straight lines, with rare arcs. They are beautiful and reduce the difficulty of construction; there are also Georgian styles. The buildings are more sophisticated in the matching of various colors, and often use irregular shapes, making the construction more difficult.

The local buildings are mainly earth-yellow and come in various shapes. Bungalows with gabled roofs are of different heights, bungalows with high and low roofs like a maze, and cylindrical bungalows. Without exception, the roofs are all very elegant. There are exquisite tiles, and there are also clay mixed with unknown materials and rammed into one piece.

When we came to the bustling street, there were more and more pedestrians on the street. Xian Yaowen parked his car on the side of the road and hid among the pedestrians to look around. He saw that the pedestrians were dressed in different clothes. Some were wearing African clothes, some were wearing undershirts, and some were wearing standard clothes. He searched hard for his uniform, but found only vague holes but no patches.

Pedestrians' eyes are bright and alert, their cheeks are plump, and none of them reveal their beauty. Their steps are lazy but powerful, without any signs of fatigue.

Xian Yaowen couldn't help but complain, "We have enough food and clothing, and we are not tired from work. We can only hope that there is a big gap in living standards between urban and rural areas. Otherwise, where can we find hard-working miners?"

After feeling the atmosphere in Kumasi, he followed the guidance of some information in the newspaper and focused on visiting the offices of the United African Company and the outskirts of the estate of Henry Annan, a member of the prominent local Annan family.

The roots of the Annan family are in Kumasi, but their influence is spread all over Ashanti. Almost all the men in the family are chiefs. Their territory may be large or small, ranging from a large area to a small city or district. They call the shots in their own territory. .

Only Henry Annan was special. He had the title and status of a chief, but he was not busy managing his own territory. Instead, he was a senior executive of the United African Company.

United Africa is a subsidiary of the British company Lever Brothers. If you continue to look up the relationship tree, you can find Unilever.

Henry Annan was well-known in Kumasi, a city with a population of more than 100,000. Xian Yaowen randomly found a few locals who could speak English on the street and inquired about it. The information he obtained was able to compile a more detailed information. , down to the detail of how many wives and children he has.

One of the children is particularly interesting to Xian Yaowen. His full name is Kofi, which is very common. In Akan, it means "son born on Friday". This is a local naming tradition. The rate of duplicate names is quite high, which is not unusual at all. , but adding the last name makes it sound familiar.

Kofi Annan, isn’t he the one from the United Nations?

While lamenting the coincidence, Xian Yaowen, who had not yet visited Kumasi city, returned to the Tulip Hotel to research information on Henry Annan.

The Annan family's land in Kumasi is concentrated in the northwest, which happens to be an area where gold mines are concentrated. Whether it is the gold mine Kothari mentioned or the few he has ideas for, they are all in Annan. The family's sphere of influence.

If you want to make trouble with Tai Sui, how can you do it without thoroughly studying Tai Sui?

Besides, out of courtesy, he could not help but pay a visit to Mr. Henry Annan.

Xian Yaowen first wrote down the information he obtained in his notebook, then re-read the newspaper with questions, filtered out the reports about Henry Annan bit by bit, and then extracted useful information from them.

As time passed little by little, Xian Yaowen summarized a lot of useful information from between the lines - Henry Annan not only had a surname full of the style of the Scottish Islands, but his style was also more Scottish. He was a member of the Anglican Church. From several pictures from different periods It can be seen from the photos that his dressing style is very British. Regardless of his skin color and origin, he can be treated as a British guy.

There is too little information, and it is difficult for Xian Yaowen to judge the extent of Henry Annan's political affiliation, and it is also difficult to judge his political leanings. There are certain topics that cannot be easily opened during meetings.

After memorizing the information, Xian Yaowen tapped on the table, thinking about where he and Henry Annan could reach consensus on their interests.

Although his role is more like that of a bandit, it does not mean that he and the land owner cannot find common interests. Just like when a gold shop's business is not doing well, it is a common operation to invite robbers to rob your gold shop and earn insurance compensation. Robbers can also become partners.

After thinking for a while, without any clue, Xian Yaowen took out the map of Kumasi and started studying it.

There are big and small chiefs, there are small chiefs under the big chiefs, and there are small tribes under the big tribes. There can be no gaps between chiefs and chiefs, and between tribes, especially in places that have been disturbed by the British. Even more impossible, more or less contradictory.

Judging from the map, there are many small tribes in the northwest of Kumasi. As long as you stir them carefully, it is not impossible to turn them into a pot of rotten porridge.

Xian Yaowen had some experience in stirring up shit. As soon as he thought of stirring it up, several strategies came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)