Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 709 Civilian life

Seeing these battles, Ma Yuankui was really angry and laughed out loud; "Hahahaha... I don't believe that there are places I can't get in Qingdao, so you just want to stop them because of the smelly fish and shrimps. Following my Master Ma’s path, it seems that the tiger is not showing off. Do you really think I am a sick cat?"

  The voice falls

  Some young men quickly gathered on the streets around   , which attracted the attention of the sheriff Huang Jisheng who was patrolling the street. He quickly ran over with a subordinate and blew the police whistle in his hand, calling for nearby support.

   "Master Ma, do you want to engage in such a big battle?"

  Huang Jisheng naturally recognizes Ma Yuankui, the young master of the Ma family, oh...the two young masters and three young masters are all there, and there are seven brothers in the Ma family, none of them are worry-free.

   "Huang Sin, there is nothing wrong with you here."

  Ma Yuankui said that he stepped inside first, Zhao Wu frowned and did not stop. The Lu family men behind him lined up in a silent row, blocking the way.

   "Go away, Lord."

The man who was currently blocking smiled coldly, took out the family aristocratic badge from his arms and put it in front of Ma Yuankui, and said in a small but very firm voice; "My aristocratic young master buys goods in it. I don't like to be disturbed by other people, please The officer will wait for a while, don't run into the interest of my young master and the young lady, and say everything here. If you are acquainted, wait for a while and don't rush, otherwise everyone will not look good."

"you…"

  Ma Yuankui was so angry that his face jumped with blue veins, but he really couldn't move forward in front of this aristocratic badge.

  Although this is only a badge of the Baron family, it is indeed an out-and-out nobleman. Compared with the wealthy merchants, he has a higher status. Even if his father Ma Weimin is here, he does not dare to mess around.

  Otherwise, Wang Guo’s strict hierarchical etiquette makes him look good every minute.

  Is nobility just an honor?

  No, it means a lot of privileges. It represents a superior privileged class, which has formed an aristocratic class in the Ocean Kingdom.

  Any behavior that despises the nobility will be regarded as disrespect to the king's power.

   Seeing a party’s badge of nobility, Sheriff Huang Jisheng immediately knew what to do, and the waist rod stood up, the commander said to the guys who arrived afterwards;

  "What are you doing here? Quickly disperse all irrelevant personnel. Do you want to eat whips if you don't obey the police's command? Let me go if you can see them one by one."

   "And this Master Ma, please move your steps and don't block the door of other shops."

   "I can warn you, the law of the country is ruthless."

  Gag, completely dissipate the previously a little nervous atmosphere.

  Not long

  Lu Hanfeng and Zhao Ying'er appeared at the door of the store with them. The buddies behind them were carrying large bags of things they had purchased, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

   "Brother Dakui."

   "Are you... Ma Yuankui?"

  The first call was made by Zhao Ying'er. Her somewhat sweet slender jade held Lu Hanfeng's arm, still intoxicated in happiness.

   Seeing this scene in Ma Yuankui’s eyes, it was like a stab in the heart, his face froze.

  The second call was made by Lu Hanfeng. The partners who hadn't seen him in more than ten years met again, and they were only eight or nine years old when they were separated. Twelve years have passed, and when we meet again, we can only see a faint shadow in the faces of the young people on the opposite side.

  From the opponent's eyes, he could see Ma Yuankui's deep affection for Zhao Ying'er, which made Lu Hanfeng immediately alert.

  Fuck, I want to pry my corner.

   "Wow... Sister-in-law, you are not obedient to women's way, so you are holding this stinky boy's hand?"

   With an abrupt voice from a male duck, the old third Ma Yuansheng screamed as if he had discovered a new world, and pointed at Zhao Yinger with his hand, which stabbed a hornet's nest.

  Zhao Ying'er's hand retracted like an electric shock, her face flushed with blood instantly.

  All the people present are full of black lines visible to the naked eye. Can you shout casually?

  Do you want the reputation of an innocent girl?

  How to marry in the future?

"Shut up." Zhao Wu's nose was crooked, and he stepped forward and grabbed Ma Yunsheng's collar tightly, and shouted angrily; "Hugh talk nonsense, my eldest lady is an innocent girl with a yellow flower. , You shouldn’t be allowed to be slanderous and innocent."

   "I... just said that casually." Ma Yuansheng's face paled in fright.

   "Shut up." Ma Yuankui originally wanted to talk to Lu Hanfeng for a while, seeing that his third brother was in trouble, he knew it was not the time.

  He stepped forward and twisted with his hand, the big iron-like hands immediately removed Zhao Wu's hand, and then put his third brother behind him, and said with a fist to the surrounding crowd;

  "My elder brothers, folks, neighbors, please forgive me for my eldest brother’s lax education, my third brother is young and reckless, and he is talking nonsense. What he meant by this sister-in-law..."

"Yes, this big sister-in-law is good." Lu Hanfeng suddenly cut off Ma Yuankui's words. He stood up and chatted around with a smile, and said with a smile; "Brothers Ma and I have a friendship, this time I will come back again. In Qingdao’s hometown, respecting the lives of our elders, I, Lu Hanfeng and Ms. Zhao Fu Ying’er are about to forge a good relationship. It is reasonable for Yuan Sheng’s brother to call his sister-in-law in advance. There is a thread in the marriage of thousands of miles. Thank you for your testimony."

  This ups and downs made the surrounding crowd of onlookers suddenly realize, and they all bowed their hands in congratulations.

  Lu Hanfeng replied like a spring breeze, and only put Zhao Ying'er in his arms with shame, and refused to look up again.

   witnessing this situation

  Ma Yuankui staggered back two or three steps with a pale face.

  At this moment, Ma Yuankui was in a state of confusion, so there was no thought to answer.

  What are you fighting for?

  Good cabbage showed that it was arched by a pig. Ma Yuankui turned his head disheartenedly and left. The second brother Ma Yuankun and the third brother Ma Yuansheng stamped their feet with no help, and they could only leave with them.

Two black Crown sedans drove up one after another. Lu Hanfeng first helped Zhao Yinger to get into the car, then respectfully clasped his fists in salute to everyone around him, greeted with a shout of applause, and then got into the car with his head down. inside.

Sheriff Huang Jisheng and his subordinates stood aside in salute and watched the black car leave. Then he put down his hands and sighed and said; "It seems that we have another strong dragon in Qingdao. Fight, I will be busy in the future!"

   "Sheriff, what is the origin of this Lu family?"

   "Huh, what's the origin, don't you know the Lujia Ranch in the northwest?"

   "I'm a good boy, that's also a sitting tiger!"

"You know what a shit, this sitting tiger is already a flying dragon after having circled outside. Didn't you see the baron noble badge that the general took out? That is a hereditary nobleman, even more powerful than Mr. Zhao from Qingdao Port. There are not 1,000 and 700 or 800 households in Qingdao with a well-known name and surname. No one can catch up with this master. The surnamed Ma is very powerful on weekdays, and you are dumbfounded when you see it. Just say it. Not great, right?"

   "Cow, this is a real cow."

   "Learn, kid, polish the trick a little bit. Dogs that bite don't bark."

   "Understood, sheriff."

  Sergeant Huang Jisheng casually clamped the baton in his armpit, and walked along the street. The police uniform on his body gave him sufficient confidence, and he was regarded as a figure in the civilian world.

  He was a retired soldier from the Qingdao Division. Four years ago, he followed the army to the southernmost border of New South Wales. After the war, he was disbanded and returned to the field. He was assigned to the police station to do this stable and well-paid job.

There are more than 670 police officers in Qingdao-City, most of them are retired soldiers. Police officers are graduates of the Eagle School. They are passionate, young, thoughtful, ambitious, and infinitely loyal to His Majesty the King and to society. Ugly phenomena are severely cracked down with a zero-tolerance attitude, which is an important guarantee for good local law and order in Australia.

  Huang Jisheng retired and did not choose to settle in New South Wales, but returned to Qingdao in northern Queensland. His military field was allocated to a large river 47 kilometers away from Qingdao, which was 17 acres.

  He did not cultivate the land himself, but sub-leased it to colleagues in the army who were willing to cultivate. For this reason, he signed a 20-year sub-lease contract, and he could obtain a rental income of 34 gold oceans per year, which is equivalent to 340 silver oceans.

  This amount of money is almost equal to the wages of two full-time dock workers in Qingdao for one year. Huang Jisheng does not need to do anything. For the next 20 years, there will be such a steady income every year.

  To be honest, the rent for this plot is not high.

   But considering that you don’t have to do anything, the land tax is also paid by the lessee, and it is a trusted brother in the military.

  Many compatriots in the military have rented out the land. According to the policy, the land is allowed to be rented out, but no resale, mortgage, or change of use is allowed.

  While the current owner is alive, he enjoys an ultra-low 19 tax rate for life, that is, he only pays 10% of the output tax, and can enjoy a two-year tax holiday.

  Without paying taxes for 5 consecutive years, the government will take back the land for free.

  After the death of the current owner, his children can inherit the land, but they need to pay a large amount of tax, and change the nature of the meritorious field to private land. In the future, it can be sold as a mortgage, implement private land tax, and no longer enjoy preferential taxation.

  If the relevant fees are not paid, the government will take back the land for free.

  It is reliable to rent farming to brothers in the army, because they have meritorious fields themselves, and they dare not pay taxes. The first thing to take back is their own land, which no one dares to do.

After Huang Jisheng returned from retirement, he used his savings to buy three two-story facade houses in Qingdao City. Shops were opened below, people lived above, and there was a small yard at the back. Several kitchens, stables and auxiliary houses were built. Quite moisturizing.

There is a sum of money in the army, a sum of money in service, plus a sum of money when retiring, which adds up to more than 70 gold oceans. With this little money, he can’t buy three upstairs and downstairs houses in Qingdao. The key is that he still has a lot of money. Extra money...

  At that time, following the troops into the city of Sydney, there was the sound of gunfire and gunfire everywhere, a mess of wartime scenes.

Huang Jisheng and a few brothers in the army broke into a street-side building with a gun. He lifted his foot and kicked the door open. A middle-aged white man inside was holding a wooden stick in his hands and was frightened. He shot it. Knock the opponent to the ground.

  There was a woman's scream from the house. He stretched out his head vigilantly, and saw a pair of white women who looked like mother and daughter embracing and screaming in fear. No enemy armed with guns was found.

  Huang Jisheng walked over with his gun, searching room by room, but in the end he found nothing unusual.

So Huang Jisheng, who was in a relaxed mood, began to search for the loot. At this time, he heard the screams and struggling sounds of white mothers and daughters outside, as well as the sound of panting and tearing clothes, and soon became sobbing. stand up…

  Huang Jisheng's luck was good, he even found a bag of golden sand in the drawer under the study, the heavy weight was not light, so he always carried it in his arms without being polite.

  ...

  Returning after the war

  Huang Jisheng used the money to buy 3 frontages upstairs and downstairs, married a Chinese woman as the main house, and a white woman as a side house, and lived a comfortable life without shame or embarrassment.

  He bought a walking stick in Wollongong for this white woman. She has a thick waist and big butt, but she is good for health.

  There is a grain and oil shop on the front of the street. There is sufficient grain and oil produced in the Paoze Farm in Junzhong.

  Huangji Grain and Oil Company's business is quite good. In addition to letting the daughter-in-law at home take care of it, it also hires two handy men, who can make a hundred and eighty dollars in a year.

  Together with Huang Jisheng’s errand at the police station, the annual salary is almost 27-30 Jinyang, and if you get some extra money, your little life will be smooth and smooth.

  Isn’t this... he has already planned to marry another concubine. After all, the idea of ​​opening up the family has been deeply rooted in the minds of every Chinese. Why not marry with this condition?

on the street

Huang Jisheng took a policeman to patrol around. This is his daily work. As a policeman, he has to ask about everything on the street. The goods stalls are arbitrarily laid out, and they are stubborn. Arguments, suspicious people investigation, from petty theft to murder and arson, almost everything.

   "Officer Huang, come and sit in the shop... Rest your feet..."

   "Master Huang, I have dozens of pounds of leftover lamb spine, so I know you are good with this bite, and I will let my buddy send it to you later. I will stew and drink at night!"

  "Don’t go, Asheng, take a sip of tea here. I have Yunwu Shancha that just came in from the mainland."

The merchants on the street were very enthusiastic and greeted them from a long distance. Huang Jisheng smiled and responded one by one. In this street full of fireworks, the neighbors in the neighborhood are all acquaintances, and they are so helpful to each other. There is a comfortable feeling of visiting one's own territory.

   not far

  Huang Jisheng saw two Fuso men with wooden clogs in front and a Japanese samurai sword on their waist. His complexion suddenly became cold and he shouted, "Hey, you two stop me and take a check."

  The two Fuso samurai turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw that the police officer was coming, and quickly nodded and bowed in greeting; "Hi, sir."

"Take out your temporary identification paper, I want to check it." Huang Jisheng took the certificate handed over by the other party with a cold face, looked back and forth and said; "The identity paper does not indicate that you can carry weapons. Hand over the knife and follow me back to the police station."

   "Nani, the samurai sword is the life of every warrior. This is the tradition of the Dafusang Empire. It is unreasonable for you to do so."

  "What the **** is the Great Fusang Empire, the widows, this is the Ocean Kingdom, you two will be honest, if you dare to move, you will kill it, have you heard it clearly?"

Huang Jisheng saw that the other party was emotionally placed his hand on the handle of the knife. He immediately took out the gun, pointed it at the Fuso Warrior, and shouted; "Put the knife out with one hand and place it on the ground slowly, and then raise it with both hands. Get me lying on the ground. In this case, I don’t want to repeat it a second time. Do as I order, otherwise I will blow your head with one shot, and the nasty little devil will be everywhere like cockroaches."

   Under the threat of the gunpoint of the two policemen, the two Fuso samurai had no choice but to follow the order. They untied the samurai sword and placed it on the ground, and then obediently lay on the ground.

  In a moment

  Huang Jisheng let go of the two Fuso samurai, and shared a set of samurai swords with the policeman next to him with a smile.

  At dusk

  Police Officer Huang Jisheng got off duty, he left the house after being unloaded in the police station, carrying two samurai swords, one long and one short, ready to go home. He just came out of the police station gate and met an acquaintance.

   "Asheng, why haven't you come to play with me these days."

   "Oh, it’s Brother Tiger, where do I have the blessing to go to the big theater every day, and there is still business to take care of in my family. Don’t you dare to compare with you, don’t you have to ask for life?"

   "You kid don't be poor with me. Brother Tiger is still short of the money for your movie ticket? Next time you go, please report my name, no."

   "Brother Tiger is so good, Ah Sheng admires him."

"Small things." The tall and majestic Tiger Brother waved indifferently, then took out the diamond-encrusted Swiss pocket watch in his arms and took a look at it. Basically, it is to help retired veterans with a poor life solve food and clothing. Brother Tiger, I donated 5,000 gold to make a board member. If you have time, come over and have a look. We old brothers get together and leave, and there is a party."

   After speaking, he waved his hand, and walked away with a few clever men.

  Huang Jisheng looked at his leaving back and couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking of something in his heart, he didn't get a vote in Southern State.

Brother Hu is the sergeant commander of their battalion. He has been in the army for a long time, is qualified and has the courage. He heard that a white gold mine owner was hired during the war and he ruthlessly destroyed the family. He really made a fortune. .

  After returning from service, I bought a lot of properties and opened a big theater. I heard that I also bought a stake in Qingdao Port Warehouse No. 4, and the business has become more prosperous.

  He also doesn't have a noble title, or he would be majestic if he didn't buy a Crown sedan.

  Let’s do it, other people’s homes are other people’s affairs, we are not jealous.

  Huang Jisheng was very contented to pad the hibiscus knife in his hand, and took the swaying eight steps to go home.

  Sunset

  The sound of the shops selling in the street market is endless, the tempting smell of food is permeated, the people in the depths of the streets are cooking in the iron pan, the children are making noise, and the smell of life is full of fireworks.

  (End of this chapter)