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He could easily earn two Hong Kong dollars by leading the way, which was equivalent to the money he made from driving someone halfway.

This Hong Kong dollar is actually a small denomination silver coin, also known as a silver dollar, much smaller than a silver dollar, and is mainly used for daily odds and ends.

Because it was inconvenient to give change in silver dollars, people in Hong Kong used silver coins more often.

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Led by the rickshaw driver, Huang Yu and his companions arrived at Xinghualou without incident.

A three-story arcade building with a black plaque bearing the words "Xinghualou" (Apricot Blossom Building) in gold lettering hanging above the main entrance.

Walking up the stairs to the third floor, Huang Yu and the others directly asked for a private room with the best view; they could see the street and the dock just by opening the window.

The waiter carried a long-spouted copper kettle and poured a bowl of tea for each person.

The dim sum vendor had a large iron plate hanging around his neck, filled with various dim sum items.

"Gentlemen, please take whatever you would like to eat."

Huang Yu laughed and said, "There are many of us here, and we have big appetites. Let's have three of each kind of dessert. We won't be picky."

Dim Sum Boy's face lit up with joy; he had encountered a big spender.

Xinghualou's morning tea is actually not cheap. Locals rarely come here to eat their fill. It mainly caters to wealthy businessmen, literati, and the like who have more spare money.

People like Huang Yu, who ordered a huge amount of food, are actually in the minority.

Soon, the snacks were served, and the group began to eat.

"Not bad, not bad, the taste is really good."

The three Germans also had a great appetite.

Moritz remarked, "When it comes to food, China is first-rate."

"However, Germany is not bad either. When we get to Berlin, I will treat you to curry sausage, roasted pork knuckle, and Black Forest cake."

"Then I'll be waiting." Huang Yu's lips twitched. Germany really didn't have much good food; it was mostly bread and sausages...

Waaah!

Suddenly, a sharp, long whistle pierced the sky above Victoria Harbour.

Huang Yu and the others were all startled and looked out the window.

On the dock, large and small ships were seen sounding their horns in unison.

The sailors in the cabin put down the ropes, anchor chains and other tools they were holding and walked down the deck in groups.

On the street, trams stopped one after another, and the drivers and conductors simultaneously pulled the power switch and locked the doors.

Immediately afterwards, the wave began to sweep across Hong Kong!

The actions of the sailors, tram drivers, and others were like sparks thrown into an oil depot, instantly igniting the entire port.

Foreign laborers, dockworkers, coal miners, sanitation workers, and even rickshaw pullers...

Everyone put down their work.

Huang Yu stared in disbelief at the scene, a surge of magnificent power and passion welling up inside him.

This was the first time he had such a profound experience; he had personally participated in the tide of the times.

Chapter 201 Dream Message

"Jimmy, you're such a jinx."

Wugensheng murmured, "Is this the wave you were talking about?"

Jimmy's pupils dilated slightly, and he was also somewhat speechless.

"Based on intelligence, I deduced that something big might happen in Hong Kong, but how could I have known it would be such a coincidence?"

Huang Yu asked, "Are we still able to leave Hong Kong today?"

Jimmy shook his head: "I guess it's not going to work..."

"The seamen were the first to strike. As soon as the sailors, engineers and tallymen on board came ashore, the ship immediately became a dead ship."

"Without crew, the dock is basically paralyzed."

Huang Yu nodded, as expected.

The machines stopped, the vehicles stopped, and the once bustling colonial port was paralyzed like never before the workers turned away.

"This is the power of the people. Without the support of the people, even the most prosperous city or the most powerful capital is just a castle in the air."

The group stood at the window on the third floor, quietly watching the changes taking place throughout the city.

Amidst the chaos, there seems to be boundless vitality brewing.

Where will those workers go?

Huang Yu saw that many workers, carrying their bags and helping the elderly and children, were flocking to the train station and the dock.

"I'll send someone to find out."

Jimmy turned around and instructed his two men to find out the details.

After a long while, his subordinate returned, covered in dust, and told Jimmy what had happened.

Jimmy walked over to Huang Yu and said, "We've found out that they're probably going to leave Hong Kong in batches by train and ferry and head to Guangzhou."

"Yangcheng?"

Huang Yu understood; this was indeed the right thing to do, as Guangzhou was the true base of the anti-imperialist movement.

Only by sending workers to Guangzhou and organizing them can we effectively strengthen the city's political power and transform them into various main forces such as the army, propaganda, transportation, and logistics.

Huang Yu remarked that it was no easy feat to organize so many people in such an orderly and well-organized manner.

The organizational power of the regime behind it is self-evident.

Even from this small glimpse, we can see that the Northern Expedition was destined to succeed!

In terms of organizational capacity, the Beiyang regime was far inferior to Guangzhou.

Wugensheng said, "It seems we won't be able to leave Hong Kong for a while. Why don't you come with me to meet an interesting person?"

Huang Yu asked in confusion, "Who is it?"

Wugensheng smiled and said, "He is a senior of Quanxing, a grandmaster of the Fu Yi sect, highly respected and virtuous. We respectfully call him Mr. Huang."

"His most famous skill is the 'Divine Speed ​​Technique,' which allows a person to travel eight hundred miles at night; it is extremely powerful."

Huang Yu was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered the incident of Wu Gensheng breaking into Longhu Mountain in the original timeline.

To rescue their leader, Wugensheng, the members of Quanxing traveled from Dawang Mountain to Longhu Mountain, a journey of hundreds of kilometers, which they completed in just a few hours.

The key lies in Mr. Huang's magical ability to travel by magic.

With the help of Mother Wu's secret medicine, he used his own blood to write down the secret code for each person to travel five thousand miles at night!

Ultimately, by helping the Quanxing members arrive at Longhu Mountain in time, Wugensheng's plan succeeded, strictly limiting the feud between the Sanyi Sect to Wugensheng, Li Muxuan, and the Sanyi Sect, preventing other members of the Quanxing Sect from getting involved.

In this way, the reputation of the Sanyi Sect and Zuo Ruotong was preserved, and the news that Nisheng could not reach the heavens was not spread.

"Oh, it's him. I've heard of him before. What's he doing in Hong Kong?"

Wu Gensheng laughed and said, "I only heard by chance that Mr. Huang was in Hong Kong following a strange man and plotting something big."

"Actually, this extraordinary person is also someone I want to meet. Although I don't know who he is, someone who can make Mr. Huang follow him personally must be no ordinary person."

"Since we're stuck in Hong Kong, why don't we go and see them?"

"At least we'll have a place to stay. I see that Hong Kong is in complete chaos right now, so finding a good place probably won't be easy."

Wugensheng glanced at Zhang Zhiwei:

"Don't worry, Mr. Huang is not a wicked person. Just like me and Xiao Gu, we joined Quanxing for various reasons."

Huang Yu nodded. He knew Wugensheng; this guy liked to befriend experts, especially those with strong convictions.

"Okay, then we'll go with you."

"How do you know exactly where Mr. Huang is?"

Wugensheng laughed and said, "We of Quanxing naturally have our own methods."

"Although Quanxing is a loose sect, it is still organized to a certain extent, especially among the higher-ups, who are closely connected."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to take a nap first."

After saying this, Wugensheng sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed, "When the mind is calm, one can sleep. Brother Wu's cultivation has reached the realm of forgetting both mind and breath, and achieving a state of great stillness and emptiness."

"But what is he doing?"

"Can you contact the Quanxing people as long as you're asleep?"

Huang Yu glanced at Wugensheng, who was sleeping, and said, "I've heard that among the higher-ups of Quanxing, there's a woman named Granny Liu who possesses a dream-entering supernatural power."

"As long as a special blood token is left with Granny Liu, she can enter the dream of the person who left the token and deliver a message."

"Similarly, the person who keeps the card can also actively enter her dream to find her and ask her to pass on a message."

"Wugensheng is probably looking for Granny Liu to gather information right now."

Zhang Zhiwei's expression darkened slightly: "There are actually such methods, comparable to the legendary Yang God."

Damn it, I didn't expect the Quanxing to have this kind of group communication method. Doesn't this make the Quanxing even more difficult to deal with?

A disorganized Quanxing is not on the same level as a Quanxing with a certain degree of organization.

Just like in the original timeline, when Wugensheng became the leader of Quanxing Sect, he truly commanded Quanxing, directly causing the major righteous sects to break through their defenses, and almost killed Wugensheng on Longhu Mountain.

To be honest, Huang Yu was also quite envious of Granny Liu's dream-entering skills.

Although the ability to enter dreams has been gradually replaced by telephones, computers, and mobile phones with the advancement of technology, it still has practical significance.

For example, in terms of secrecy, the supernatural power of entering dreams far surpasses any modern means of communication.

Being able to contact others and transmit intelligence simply by falling asleep would be a boon for spies.

More importantly, Huang Yu also wanted to study the dream-entering technique to see if he could come up with something new, such as a world that only exists in dreams.