At night, Xiaobao sat on the edge of the bed and watched the drunken Nishiko. Sooner or later, the money I've spent on you will be doubled and brought back from you.

On the way home, Xiao Xiguang told Xiaobao that he would come to Xiaobao next time he came to Harbin. The next time I come back, the appropriation for the pioneer group should have arrived.

"Next time, I'll help you find a Russian beauty." Xiaobao assured Konishi.

Konishi laughed, and then squatted on the ground and vomited.

Okay, I'll wait for you, the God of Wealth, to come back next time. Xiaobao looked at Xiao Xiguang, who was vomiting, and smiled with a smile on his face.

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Yu Haoran carried a bag of flour and walked on the road on Tongda Street. He was dressed in a blue coarse cloth suit and wore mille-feuille shoes. When he changed his suit and leather shoes, he was handsome and chic, and he looked very simple.

This bag of flour was given to his godmother, whom he had just recognized. My godmother has been working as a maid in the Schidelsky family for more than ten years. This is also the godmother he recognized after taking the job given to him by Xiaobao. From the mouth of the godmother, I didn't know much about the Schidelsky family.

After walking for a while, Yu Haoran put his noodle pocket on the ground, moved his shoulders and wiped the sweat on his face. A bag weighing fifty pounds is nothing to the coolie seller, but it is a bit heavy to him.

Yu Haoran was originally a child from a poor family, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and a small body carrying a big head. One day when he was six years old, his parents led him out into the street and told him to wait on the side of the street, and they went to buy him something to eat. But he waited until it was dark, and his parents never returned.

In the evening, an old man led him to his house and gave him a bowl of millet porridge to drink. Three days later, the old man sold himself to Yu Zhandong, a big grain merchant in Harbin at that time.

At a young age, Yu Haoran started by fetching water and sweeping the floor. After all, he can eat enough to work in a big family, and Yu Haoran has slowly changed from yellow and thin to pink. The maids of Yu Zhandong's family always like to touch his little face. Little Pink Treasure's nickname slowly spread. When he grew up, people spread false rumors that the nickname was given to the woman he seduced.

Later, Yu Haoran followed his master Yu Zhandong and took the surname Yu. The name was also given by Yu Zhandong. He was assigned to serve several young masters and young ladies in Zhandong's family.

In this way, Yu Haoran had the opportunity to audit in the private school that Yu Zhan's host opened for several young masters and young ladies. This is also the reason why Yu Haoran knows words.

The smart and clever Yu Haoran did not get the opportunity to be appreciated by his own master only in the play.

In 1931, the Kwantung Army went north. Yu Zhandong opened a warehouse to release grain to support Ma Zhanshan's resistance against Japan. Later, Yu Zhandong's family fled to Qiqihar, and from Qiqihar to Mongolia. I heard that Yu Zhandong later went from Mongolia to Lanzhou in the interior.

Since then, the underage Yu Haoran has been living on the streets again. But with a good skin, a well-spoken mouth, and the noble man's demeanor raised in a big family, he actually mixed a mouthful of food among the women.

This time Yu Haoran met Xiaobao, the generous master, Yu Haoran decided to show his hand and make a lot of money.

He once again put his noodle pocket on his shoulders and walked towards Minxing Street.

When Yu Haoran walked into his godmother's house, his godfather Lao Li Tou and godmother Lao Mrs. Li were eating. On the table was a plate of nests and a plate of salted radish strips.

Yu Haoran put the noodle pocket on the ground with a bang. The two of them hurriedly came up to check, and when they found that it was a bag of white noodles, they couldn't close their mouths happily.

"Old woman, hurry up and make pimple soup. I haven't eaten white noodles for a long time. Old Li Tou shouted.

"Eat, eat! You know how to eat! Mrs. Li was talking about Lao Li, but she still washed her hands and made pimple soup.

When three bowls of steaming pimple soup were placed on the table, Lao Li Tou stared at the pimple soup, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind to open the cupboard and take out a bottle of wine and two bowls. He unplugged the corks made of newspaper and poured a dozen or two more liquor into each bowl. Accidentally, a drop or two of wine landed on the table. Lao Li Tou hurriedly lowered his head and licked it clean on the table with his tongue.

Yu Haoran turned his head to the side and pretended not to see anything.

"Less than, go one." Lao Li picked up the wine and said to Haoran with a smile.

Yu Haoran also picked up the bowl and touched Lao Litou's wine bowl, and took another sip.

"Godmother, are you still comfortable working lately?" Yu Haoran asked Mrs. Li.

"In that case, if I really don't have a way, I won't do that work of serving people at such an old age." Mrs. Li said.

"At your age, you've been there for so many years. Why don't you do a little bit of leisurely work? Yu Haoran asked again.

"Idle work? I do the dirtiest and most tiring work! The old lady said angrily.

"Schidelsky and Shilyukov are both lustful, and Schidelsky likes foreign. Shilyukov is specifically fond of Chinese twits. Who of those maids hasn't been manipulated by him? I'm because I'm old, otherwise I'......," the old lady said with a grunt.

"And this kind of bastard?" Yu Haoran pretended to be surprised and said. In fact, he was not surprised by these things. Growing up in a big family, he has seen a lot of this kind of thing.

"Those women were taken advantage of by Shilyukov, so naturally they could not be allowed to do heavy and dirty work. As a result, I had to do all the work. The old lady added.

"This Shilyukov took a fancy to a red girl in the kiln of Peach Blossom Lane outside the road, and specially bought a house on Crescent Street in front of the train station for this girl to live in." The old lady said mysteriously.

"How did you know about this?" This time Yu Haoran was really surprised.

"What's this. When the house was first bought, Shilyukov asked us to clean it once. After that bitch moved in, I'd go every few days and do her laundry. In this way, Shilyukov gave me an increase in wages. The old lady pouted.

"Then Schidelsky doesn't care?" Yu Haoran asked.

"Big Brother Pig and Second Brother Pig, who is laughing at whom? Besides, many of Schidelsky's handles were in Shilyukov's hands. The old lady said disdainfully.

Yu Haoran poured more than half of the wine in the bowl to Lao Li. He really couldn't drink this kind of bad wine. Lao Li Tou smiled happily.

Yu Haoran drank a bowl of pimple soup after dividing it by two, stood up and said goodbye. The two old men also thanked him for sending him away.

Crescent Street, Yu Haoran muttered the name of this place in his heart. By the light of the dim street lamp, I walked in the direction of the train station.

There is a short distance from Daowai to the train station, and Yu Haoran walked there for nearly an hour. He doesn't ride a rickshaw, and in private he is a very frugal person.

The tiny Crescent Street is only 100 meters long, and it's easy to find one. Yu Haoran walked two back and forth on Crescent Street before leaving satisfied.