Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 15 Sister-in-law?Wu Shihao
The red sun is falling in the west, and the sunset is all over the sky.

The brilliant sunlight reflected the sparkling sea surface, as if covered with a layer of dreamlike color.

The cargo ships and docks staying in the port seem to be rimmed with golden light, appearing dazzling and three-dimensional, like silhouettes with sharp contrast between light and dark!
As the coolies carried the last piece of cargo onto the freighter, none of the cargo that had piled up into a hill was left.

Li An compared the bills in his hand, picked up the ballpoint pen and marked the quantity and weight of the goods on it.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man wearing a suit and having a good figure.

He handed the marked bill in his hand to the rich middle-aged man.

He said politely:

"Boss Yang, here is your bill. Each piece of goods is 150 kilograms. Textiles are [-] pieces, which is ten tons. Ready-made clothing is [-] pieces, which is fifteen tons. Do you think the quantity and weight are correct?"

The middle-aged man known as Boss Yang took the bill, looked at it carefully, and responded with a smile:
"There is no problem with the goods, thank you for your hard work. This is the cost of loading the goods, 120 five yuan, you order."

Li An took the Hong Kong dollars handed over by Boss Yang, glanced at the amount, and said politely:
"Okay, then you are busy first. I have to go to other freighters to hand over to the ship owner's manager."

After seeing off Boss Yang, Li An put the money in his trouser pocket, took the remaining bills, and walked along the gangway to the freighter.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dimmed.

Li An finally finished his work and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the freighter gradually moving away and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"A'an, it's your first time working on the dock, how do you feel?"

The Sanjiang sailor suddenly appeared from behind him with a bowl of paparazzi powder in his hand.

"good!"

Li An nodded, then patted his bulging trouser pocket, and said with some gloom:

"Brother, can you give me a handbag? You see, the trouser pocket is bulging, and it's not convenient to hold money, is it?"

"I forgot to get it for you. I'll give it to you tomorrow." Sanjiang Shui laughed.

Then he pulled Li An towards the pergola.

"Hey, the paparazzi powder I brought for you is best eaten while it's hot."

When the two came to the arbor, Li An grabbed the scattered Hong Kong papers from his trouser pocket and put them on the table.

"A total of 240 seven tons of cargo, one thousand two hundred and thirty-five yuan, you can order it yourself."

After a busy afternoon, Li An was indeed hungry. He just glanced at the senior brother who was sorting out the money, took the chopsticks, picked up the vermicelli, and put it into his mouth.

"My sister-in-law is from Shunde? The paparazzi noodles I make are quite authentic and taste good."

He dipped in the soup again and ate two small pieces of dried radish.

"Sister-in-law?" Sanjiang Shui was obviously stunned.

"Is not it?"

This time it was Li An's turn to be stunned.

If he remembered correctly, Sanjiangshui had been at that booth for a whole afternoon on the pretext of helping him since he started working.

Seeing his attitude towards that woman, he was flattering in his intimacy, and no one would believe that the two of them were not a family.

I was busy at the time, and I thought about going to say hello after work was over.

Li An coughed lightly:
"I thought the proprietress of that stall was my sister-in-law."

Only then did San Jiangshui come back to his senses, and said with a smile:
"You're right. Although it's not there yet, it's coming soon."

Li An was a little confused:
"The little girl next to her?"

"Yeah. She's a widow."

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"As you can see, it's easy to find a man with her appearance, but it's rare to find a woman who relies on selling her daughter to pull her away.

To live, instead of finding a woman who wants to run away all day, it is better to find a virtuous and upright widow to live. "

"…Um."

Li An could only nod.

Sober?

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that this senior brother seemed to have a different kind of wisdom in finding a wife.

Li An finished the last bite of vermicelli, and glanced at the three cargo ships still parked in the port.

"Senior brother, do you still have to work tonight?"

"Ajie is here to watch, if there is an urgent shipment tonight, he will deal with it."

Sanjiang Shui put away the Hong Kong dollars and saw Li An getting up and asked with a smile:

"Would you like to watch the excitement of the speeches of the two clubs tonight?"

"No." Li An thought for a while but shook his head and refused.

It's not that I don't want to watch the excitement.

The main reason is that I will go back later today, not to mention the water for bathing, even the water for washing is gone.

After Li An left, Sanjiangshui sat alone for another meeting.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he stood up and muttered as he walked outside the pier.

"Oh, my life is miserable. Not to mention that I can't earn a penny from borrowing soldiers, and I still have to spare time to take care of them. How is this like a big brother? The nanny is almost the same!"

Shek Kip Mei wooden house area.

night market.

The young man in military uniform handed the hat in his hand to the stall owner in front of him, while he kept looking at the five people in the corner from the corner of his eye.

"Brother Biao, I bet that those five people just came here illegally."

Fei Biao took a piece of white sugar cake from the stall and took a big bite:

"You think I'm blind and can't see?"

"No."

The military uniform took the three coins in the hat and whispered:
"Didn't it say that people who see people smuggling should be taken back to the police station?"

Fat Biao glanced at him, and responded impatiently:

"Are you stupid? There is a famine over there. Do you know how many people sneak in every day? How many gangsters live in this wooden house area? Take them back to the police station? Can you catch them?

As long as you can't see it, it's better to go to the ballroom and have a drink or two if you have the time to catch people.

Let’s go!Take the time to collect the fees and finish the work early! "

Seeing that the two military uniforms ignored them and continued to the next booth, the five people in the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Hao, we searched the wooden house area for a whole day but couldn't find that fellow countryman. If we don't try to get something to eat to fill our stomachs, we might really starve to death."

Dawei, who was squatting in the corner, waved away the mosquitoes around him, fixed his eyes on the golden goose legs roasted at the roast goose stall opposite, and swallowed hard.

The man also stared at the stalls in the night market and said without looking back:

"Wait a little longer. I'll get some food when the two uniforms go away."

"No, Brother Hao. We haven't eaten for three days. Even if we can bear it, Ah Ping can't bear it either."

Hearing Dawei's words, the man finally turned around and looked at his brother who was pale with hunger.

"It's okay, brother, I can still bear it."

The boy wearing glasses had a hard smile on his face.

The man just patted his brother on the shoulder and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Waited for a while.

When the two men in military uniform collected the fees and left, the man helped up his younger brother and led the four of them along the night market to look at the vendors on both sides.

Almost visited the whole night market.

The man finally stopped at a stall with a lot of customers.

Looking at the busy stall owner, a smile appeared on his face.

"Auntie!"

"Wait a moment." The woman lowered her head and responded.

After putting the wontons into the boiling pot, he looked up at the people.

"How many bowls of wanton noodles?"

"...five bowls and three bowls are enough. We don't have any money with us now, but we can help you at your booth."

"... I'm also a small business. I don't need help."

"Auntie, we haven't eaten for three days. I will pay you back the wonton money later."

Seeing the woman's embarrassment, the man finished speaking very quickly, as if he was afraid that the woman would refuse.

"this."

Just when the woman was in a dilemma, a voice came from behind the stall.

"Sixth Aunt, cook five bowls of wanton noodles for them first, and I will pay later."

"Wait a moment, you go sit down for a while, and I'll bring it over when it's ready."

"Thank you!"

The man said politely.

He led the four people behind him to the man.

"Thank you brother! My name is Wu Shihao, and I will definitely return the money to you."

(End of this chapter)