Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

After the Internet connection between Cornwall and Kowloon, the world began to see an Internet wave. After 1977, this wave became bigger and bigger, and its impact became wider and wider...

Taking this opportunity, Cornwall suddenly became famous all over the world. With the encouragement and support of many policies of the Council of Ministers, many Internet companies emerged, some of which researched information transmission, some researched electronic hardware, and some researched Internet software. Cornwall gradually became an Internet mecca for the entire European region.

As for Kowloon, it is not inferior at all. Kowloon's Internet industry developed earlier and the relevant supporting facilities are more complete. As for the business environment, under the advice of Wu Youde, the policies implemented by the Governor of Kowloon have become more open-minded and active in recent years.

Therefore, compared with Cornwall, Kowloon’s technology industry, policies and regulations, and overall business environment are more complete than Cornwall!

It can be said that, in a sense, Cornwall is a replica of Kowloon, and the shadow of Kowloon can be found in many places in Cornwall.

In Wu Youde's long-term vision, Kowloon is still his base camp, and as for Cornwall, it can be said to be a retreat he left for himself and his family.

After all, Kowloon belongs to the East and is also his hometown. Cornwall is a foreign country, and psychologically it gives people a different feeling. If it is not necessary, he still wants to stay in his hometown. However, it is human nature not to want to be a wandering wanderer.

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While Wu Youde and his beautiful wives and concubines were spending the Spring Festival in Cornwall and enjoying family happiness, on the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, a heavy snow fell in the capital city thousands of miles away.

Heavy rain was flying all over the sky.

The cold wind was howling non-stop.

But even so, there are still quite a few people on the streets. People are wearing thick cotton-padded jackets in gray, army green, and blue, with scarves around their necks and their hands in their pockets. They walk on the streets in twos and threes, and from time to time they stop to look at what is being sold by street vendors.

Sugar men, candied haws, roasted melon seeds and peanuts, rice balls, popcorn, as well as sugarcane, rice cakes, shortbread, cloth, leather shoes, etc.

The vendors at these stalls are not the bosses, but the employees of the state-owned stores, so they don't care whether they sell more or less. It doesn't really matter to them anyway. Even if they don't sell one or two, they still get their salary at the end of the month. Even if they sell everything, they still get the same salary at the end of the month.

So they stood behind the stalls, and some even sat there knitting sweaters, as if the things on the stalls were not theirs.

Sometimes customers even ask how it is sold, whether it can be cheaper, whether it is delicious, how does it taste, what is it made of?

Some people will simply say a few words to customers' questions. Some people don't even want to say two words, just "you see for yourself", and some people with a worse attitude will directly say "don't you have eyes?"

That attitude was not good, it could even be called bad. But even so, the stalls on both sides of the street were still crowded with people, and countless people were scrambling to pay for things.

It doesn’t matter what attitude you have. As long as you can sell things to me, I will be grateful to God and I will also thank you.

Qianmen Street is bustling and lively. Compared with a dozen years ago, this place has not changed much. If you really want to say what has changed?

There are many... big slogans written on the walls on both sides of the street.

Other than that, the houses are still the same, the streets are still as wide, and there are still as many people. The clothes they wear are the same style as they were a dozen years ago. Looking around, the whole street is gray, black, military green, and cyan, only these four colors.

If we only look at the colors of the clothes, now is not as good as it was a decade ago. At least back then you could occasionally see some clothes in brighter colors such as white, brown, red, yellow, etc.

Sometimes you can see some rich ladies and girls wearing brightly colored cheongsams, and some wearing cashmere coats and mink cloaks.

But now I can't see it anymore...

Through the car window, Xu Damao's eyes patrolled the street for a long time, but he didn't find anyone wearing cheongsam.

"Master, is this the capital city? Why does it look worse than Kowloon?" A delicate voice sounded.

Wei Meimei, the fifth wife who had just moved into the room, took Xu Damao's arm, looked at the street outside curiously and asked.

She was not very old, looking no more than 20 years old, with fair skin, rosy cheeks, red lips and white teeth, her hair curled into big waves, big gold earrings on her ears, a pearl necklace around her neck, and an emerald bracelet on her wrist.

She was wearing a white cashmere coat and a grey mink waistcoat, and she was dazzled by jewels.

At this time, the beautiful woman on Xu Damao's left smiled and said, "Sister, didn't you hear what the master said? This capital is different from Kowloon. It is not as open as Kowloon. Whether it is economy or technology, it is far inferior to Kowloon."

This means that this place is very poor, so it is normal for it to look shabby.

The beauty on the left is not very old, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. She is Xu Damao’s fourth wife, Shen Qiu.

This time, Xu Damao returned home in glory and brought everyone in his family with him.

Five wives, two sons, and two daughters.

In the TV series, Xu Damao has weak yang syndrome, thin kidney water, and cannot have children. But in this era, Wu Youde has Guilingji medicinal wine, and Xu Damao has also asked for a lot of it over the years.

Over time, his health gradually recovered and he had four children.

In order to show off, I want to highlight as much as possible that I am doing well now...

Xu Damao used his connections to obtain consent from the relevant departments and then transported several cars from Kowloon.

One Tianlong S-class luxury sedan and four White Tiger 2 large SUVs.

A total of five cars were loaded onto a ship from Victoria Harbor and headed directly to Tianjin Port. Then the five cars formed a convoy, with two White Tiger Type 2s leading the way, the Tianlong S-class in the middle, and two White Tiger Type 2s following, heading towards the capital in a mighty and imposing manner.

Along the way, wherever we passed, we attracted a lot of attention and curiosity. I watched people outside the car window talking about us, and saw the envy and shock on their faces.

The feeling in Xu Damao's heart was indescribable, it was so refreshing, sweeter than drinking honey! !

After arriving in the capital,

He didn't tell us to go directly to Nanluoguxiang, but to go around to Qianmen Street...

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xu Damao did feel a little homesick.

Looking at the streets and pedestrians outside the car window, memories of the past gradually came to mind. Xu Damao smiled and said slowly: "This place was like this more than ten years ago. I didn't expect that there is still no change now... I came here often in the past. During festivals, business owners on this street often invited people to perform shows, such as lion dance, storytelling, and movie screenings."

“Back then, I also used to push a cart here to show movies!”

Come here to watch a movie?

Shen Qiu and Wei Meimei looked towards the narrow street, both of them looked a little surprised. Shen Qiu asked curiously, "Master, can you show movies?"

"Yes, sir, you can show movies? Why have I never heard you say that before?" Wei Meimei also said.

After Xu Damao went to Kowloon, he never told anyone about his past.

Later, he got married and married, but he never said anything about it. The only thing he mentioned was that he came from the capital of mainland China, and like Mr. Wu, he used to be Mr. Wu's brother.

That's it.

But now, having returned to his hometown in glory and enjoying great success, Xu Damao wanted to talk about the past and history. Once a person gets older, he becomes a little melancholy and likes to dwell on the past.

No one is exempt!

Although Xu Damao is not old now, he is already forty years old. At this moment, he is so excited that he has a strong desire to talk.

Seeing that both wives were very interested, Xu Damao showed a smug look on his face, and said with a smile: "Showing movies is my old specialty. Do you think I can do it? Back then... I could sit there and show movies for a whole night, and people from ten miles around would come to watch."

"There were three layers of people inside and outside, a huge crowd, so huge that you couldn't see the end!"

"Sometimes I go to the countryside to show movies. When they see me, the village leaders invite me to dinner. I eat and drink first, and then go to show movies after I'm full!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Damao glanced at the two of them and said proudly, "Do you know what a big leader in a village is? Let me tell you, in a village in the mainland, let's say in Beijing, there are tens of thousands of people in a village. Some large towns even have a population of 100,000!"

"That big boss is in charge of all the affairs of these tens of thousands of people, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, schooling, medical treatment, public security, lawsuits, etc. In short, he is in charge of everything and has the final say on everything."

"Now you know how powerful the leaders of this village are, right?"

"Let's eat first. After the movie, you have to bring me some local specialties before you leave!"

Wei Meimei exclaimed, "Isn't this a high-ranking official, sir? I didn't expect you were so great before. How do you say that? Heroes emerge young!"

Shen Qiu asked curiously: "Master, what is a local specialty?"

"Local specialties are usually food, such as old hens and geese raised at home, or eggs laid by old hens, as well as potatoes and sweet potatoes dug from the fields, and sometimes pork slaughtered in the village."

Xu Damao's face showed a trace of reminiscence, and he smiled and said, "That's about it. We were all poor back then. We didn't have enough to eat every day, and we thought about how to fill our stomachs every day. It's not like now, where we can go shopping, drink coffee, watch horse racing, and chat online. We didn't have these conditions back then. My biggest wish at that time was to eat meat every day, and it would be even better if I could have a bowl of rice!"

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Wei Meimei and Shen Qiu looked at each other, both feeling a little amused and helpless.

One of them is from Kowloon and the other is from Mazu.

Neither of her family is an ordinary family. Wei Meimei's father is a businessman in Kowloon. Although he is not a wealthy man, his family assets are worth tens of thousands.

As for Shen Qiu, she came from a family of officials.

Her father and grandfather were both subordinates of Governor Mazu. Although they were not the top officials of a department, they were still small leaders, and small leaders with real power.

Since you have real power, you will naturally not have to worry about having no money to spend.

Shen Qiu and Wei Meimei have never suffered any hardship or pain since childhood. Compared with ordinary people, they are real young ladies.

Therefore, when they heard Xu Damao's words, they were both very surprised and felt it was incredible. The dream was to eat meat every day?

What's so hard about this?

They don't like to eat meat, okay?

Also, it was just a movie, but it attracted people from ten miles around to watch it? How many people came...

The two of them could not imagine that the 'Seven Killing Lord' who was so famous in Kowloon and Mazu and whom no one dared to offend would have shown movies in such a poor and backward place late at night.

This was a huge impact on both of them.

Thinking of the close relationship between his master and Mr. Wu, who could "cover the sky with one hand", Shen Qiu's heart moved, and he asked with a smile: "Master, I heard that Mr. Wu also came from the mainland. Could it be that he used to show movies to people like you?"

"Mr. Wu is also the one showing movies?" Wei Meimei's expression changed instantly, and her bright red cherry lips opened into an O shape.

Xu Damao glanced at the two of them, shook his head and laughed, "How could that be possible? Even in the past, Angkor was very capable! At that time..."

"We all work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill in Beijing. It was a good job back then. I wonder how many people wanted to work there to earn a salary..."

"But I work in the projection class of the factory's publicity department. My full-time job is to show movies. What about Wu Ge? He is the leader! He is the head of our publicity department!"

"At that time, he was less than 20 years old, but he was already a leader in the factory..."

"In addition to being a leader, Wu Ge is also a songwriter. He has written many popular and widely circulated songs. Hey, listen to them!"

Xu Damao pointed outside and said, "The song Liuyang River is playing on the speaker now. It was written by Wu Ge back then. Isn't it nice?"

"what??"

Wei Meimei was dumbfounded and said in disbelief, "Mr. Wu can also write songs. This is amazing. I was just thinking about saying that the melody of this song is very nice. I didn't expect it to be composed by Mr. Wu."

Shen Qiu also nodded and said with a smile: "Yeah, I didn't expect that either. So it seems that Mr. Wu is not only a great writer, but also a great musician? He is really versatile, so amazing!"

"That is!"

Xu Damao laughed and exclaimed: "Back then, everyone was so happy that they couldn't stop smiling when they could earn 20 or 30 yuan a month. Wu Ge made several thousand yuan a month with just a pen in his hand! At that time, I knew that Wu Ge must be a capable person..."

"The neighbors in our courtyard all said that Wu Ge was the god of literature who came down to earth!"

"Looking back now, I thought too little back then..."

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