Human suffering is diverse, from unfilial children to new shoe-clips, all kinds of different.

But human happiness is very similar, and it is just a few of them over and over again. For men, 80% of them are concentrated on that point, but the way of achieving it is different.

For the dignitaries, they were three wives, four concubines, twenty-five women, and the feast of the sea and sky on Jinaozhou. For the poor scholars, they were "sitting alone in the study to make guns." For the business sailors living in Guangzhou, they were pleasure boats with colorful lanterns and flower boats with flowers in Baietan.

These two prostitute ships moored on the long dike to entertain guests. The former uses wealthy merchants as their kind guests and is monopolized by Han prostitutes. The latter provides services to ordinary sailors and travelers, which is better at being cheap. The main source of ship prostitutes is the Dan woman.

The sacred people are untouchables, they cannot live ashore, intermarry with the Han people, and they are not qualified to study. They can only spend their entire lives on boats. If the sacred people do not take risks and do some blood-licking activities on the blade, they can only rely on fishing and running boats, and they are often exploited and bullied by the Han people, and their lives are very difficult. Therefore, many sacred girls have to spend their boats and laugh in order to support their families, becoming the flower girls who can do the best they can.

The prostitute only raises herself, but the flower girl wants to raise the whole family. Naturally, she is not as picky as the Han prostitutes. The Gentile barbarians do not accept them, the ones who do not take a bath, and the ones who do not look at each other even if they don’t like each other... They do not refuse to accept them, and they are very good at prostitution, and the deep-depressed sailors are welcomed by the depressed sailors. So in the end, the flower boats are monopolized for the women of the dying family.

The Canton Fair twice a year was the most prosperous time for the flower boat business. At this time, the merchant ship of the Flang machine drove from Macau to Baietan to trade. Although the red-haired ghost on the boat could not enter Guangzhou City, no one took care of the event at Baietan Wharf.

These hungry ghosts finally got the opportunity to go to the country of the Celestial Empire, so of course they had to have a good time to have sex. However, they were dirty, smelly, ugly, and hairy, and even if they were super doubled, they couldn't get on the pleasure boat.

It’s not only the sisters who pay attention to it, but mainly to let Enke know that they will immediately drop in their value and stop visiting them. It’s really not worth the loss.

After a long time, the red-haired ghost learned his lesson, so he got off the boat and rushed to the small boats with flowers in the square heads and brains, and no longer hit the walls on the boats carved with beams and painted buildings.

It was midnight, and the silk and bamboos were about to stop early, and red lights were still stringing on the long dike, and the lewd sounds continued.

One of the flower boats with very dynamic movements was divided into five cabins in front and back, and the last one was a kitchen for guests to prepare food.

In the kitchen, a young man with a dark face squatting barefoot beside the charcoal stove was stunned by the screams of the woman coming from the front, and his eyes were red by the fire.

Two men with barefoot and black faces sat cross-legged on the floor next to him. One of the leaders reminded him: "Why are you doing while standing there? The pot is almost boiled!"

"Oh..." The young man came to his senses and moved the casserole away from the stove in a hurry. Then he put it heavily on the chopping board and said angrily: "Damn it, my wife was my wife that day, I had to make him a boat porridge! What's this happening!"

"Who made us a gang?" Another man sneered: "Born to be a lowly person. Not only you, but your son is also so destined!"

"Damn!" The young man's forehead leaped straight, and he glanced at the baby sleeping in the hanging basket, covering his face helplessly.

"Do you want to change your life?" The leader of the Hanmin patted his shoulder, took out a cardboard box from his arms, and two large red characters "Victory" were printed on it. He pulled out two thin tubes of white paper rolls from the cardboard box, and lit them in the furnace. He held one in his mouth, and handed it to the young man one.

With the encouragement of the other party, the young man learned to smoke a cigarette and immediately started coughing violently. "Du Lei's mother, what's this thing?"

"Cyclone is the red-haired ghost's Tamba, but they only know how to chew it raw." The chanmin said quite proudly: "How can there be a civilization like this that is cut into shreds and rolled up and smoked?"

"Oh..." The young man took another breath, but it was still very choking. The strange feeling made him feel a little less depressed.

The Hanmin asked the young man! "You haven't answered yet?"

"Of course I want to, even dream!" the young man gritted his teeth and became depressed again after saying that. "But can the cheap life of life change?"

"Yes!" Na Hanmin said with a key point: "As long as I do what I say, I will definitely do it!"

"It can not only change your family, but also change the fate of all Lianjiang boat people!" Another man also instigated from the side: "Brother, should you be a pariah for the rest of your life, or should you fight for yourself and your descendants and make a decision?"

"Do it! You must try it!" Young people are prone to impulsiveness and get hot when they incite. They don't even ask who can change the fate of untouchables if they are so arrogant.

"Okay, then you..." The leader of the gangster signaled him to come over and whispered in a low voice.

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The Wuyangtong Trading Hall was originally located on the dock outside the city of Guangzhou. As foreign businesses became bigger and bigger, their relationship with provincial capital officials became deeper and deeper. The owner of the museum also moved the store to the city and opened it on the avenue directly to the south gate in front of the General Administration Office, on the most prosperous Chengxuan Street.

The front is facing the street with a grand three-story storefront. The golden sign of the "Wuyangtong Trading Hall" shines brightly in the sun, and behind is a spacious house with four entrances. The owner of the Lin Pavilion lived here when he came to Guangzhou City, making it convenient for him to interact with the provincial capital.

He was turned away last night and tossed and turned after returning home. He had insomnia all night and was not confused until dawn. He simply didn't get up in the morning and then took some rest.

Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep well and had nightmares. I either dreamed that the Wuyangtong Trading Hall, which I had worked hard all my life, was copied by the government, or dreamed that I was arrested and paraded on the streets as a traitor, and kept getting awakened.

Now I dreamed that the common people smashed the store, and I felt sorry for him and sat up all of a sudden. The concubine quickly wiped his sweat: "Honey, are you having a nightmare?"

"Oh, I'm throwing it away. I dreamed that my business store was smashed by the people. I felt so sorry for me." Lin Hongzhong breathed a sigh of relief and said gladly: "It's a dream..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a rapid knock on the door outside, and the shopkeeper outside said loudly: "Boss, it's not good, there are troublemakers who want to smash our store!"

"You're so fucking you, how can he have a dream in his dream!" Lin Hongzhong said to his concubine depressedly: "Hurry up and twist me, so that I can wake up."

The concubine followed the order and immediately tied the skin on his neck with her pointed long fingernails and twisted it hard.

"Oh, darn..." Lin Hongzhong screamed in pain, kicked the concubine over, covered her neck and cursed: "You are so twisted!"

"But fortunately I was completely awake..." The pain made him feel more energetic, maybe he might be too nervous.

However, the death-seeking knock on the door became clearer, and the anxious voice of the shopkeeper:

"Boss, come out soon, something is wrong!"

"Du Lei's mother, it turns out that she is not dreaming..." Lin Hongzhong rubbed his neck depressedly, and didn't bother to put on his clothes. He stepped on his shoes and walked to the door.

"What's the matter? It's so panicked?" He opened the door and saw that the old shopkeeper's face turned pale. "Is it a waste of time to raise so many businesses? If there are troublemakers, they will be driven out!"

"I'm afraid it won't work. There are too many people in the boss." The old shopkeeper said with a bitter face: "If it weren't for ours, there would have been a lot of people, so they would have sent in!"

"Oh?" Lin Hongzhong put on the robe sent by his concubine and walked quickly towards the front yard.

When the two entered the store, they saw the guy put on the paving board and then used a bar to hold it back. The paving board smashed by the outsiders made a thump, making a big noise.

Lin Hongzhong went to the third floor with a dark face, opened the window and looked down, and almost fainted.

I saw the spacious Chengxuan Street, with crowds shoulder to shoulder, and the crowds were like the sea!

People pointed at his store and scolded each other in unison, how ugly it was.

Before he was discovered, Lin Hongzhong quickly retracted and closed the window to block the shocking greetings.

"Why do I listen to let us hand over someone?" He asked the old shopkeeper beside him and said, "Who do they want?"

"Hey, it's unfair." The old shopkeeper also said with confusion: "It was fine this morning. Suddenly, I came to help the troublemakers, yelling us to hand over the red-haired ghosts. Our store sells foreign goods, but there are no red-haired ghosts. The villain asked the people from the business to invite them out. Unexpectedly, as soon as they were thrown out, they lay on the ground and shouted, yelling, yelling, "Wuyangtong Trading Hall sheltering the red-haired ghosts who raped the Ming Dynasty women." The humiliated girl had already committed suicide by throwing herself into Baietan. "

As he said that, he said with a puzzled look: "Then it seemed to arouse public anger. So many people appeared and followed it with a cheer. The villain was afraid that they would rush into the store and rob in the chaos, so he quickly asked someone to put the board on it..."

The paving boards in the store are all made of thick and hard iron wood, otherwise they would have been disastrously disbanded by people outside.

But it’s not a big deal to continue like this. Lin Hongzhong gathered more and more people on the street through the crack in the window. He saw that someone had found a ladder and was about to attack from the second floor.

"Hurry and ask someone to go up the second floor to guard it, don't let them climb the ladder in." Lin Hongzhong quickly ordered: "Go from the back door and report to the official immediately. Ask your parents, husbands and ancestors to make the decision. We support them on weekdays to eliminate disasters!"

"I have sent someone to report to the official position." The old shopkeeper said hurriedly.

"Go again, you go in person, take the silver!" Lin Hongzhong stared at the crowds on the street, feeling that things were not that simple. "Tell them, who can help me settle this matter, I will offer 10,000... no, 20,000 taels of silver!"

"Okay." The old shopkeeper responded and hurried down.

Lin Hongzhong was like an ant on a hot pan, waiting anxiously for the government to rescue the siege. However, when the officials waited for a long time, the unlucky people who besieged the mall became more and more arrogant. I don’t know who led the head. They began to throw bricks and stones into the expensive rosewood lattice window of the mall. They also soaked the rag head with oil, tied it to the wood and lit it, and threw it into the mall from the broken window.

"Master, please retreat quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Several guards carried him downstairs and ran downstairs.

"Let me go, I won't go anywhere!" Lin Hongzhong struggled and shouted. "I don't believe it. There is no law in Guangzhou City!"

"It's on fire!" The guy and the man shouted in panic, drowned his voice.

Without saying anything, the guards carried him downstairs and went into the study room in the backyard.

They took Lin Hongzhong and his concubine from the study to a private house on the back street.

When the two of them came out of the street wearing cloth clothes and hairpins, they saw the plaque of the "Wuyangtong Trading Hall" made of sandalwood, which had already started to burn...

Sandalwood is everywhere on the street, making people want to make a pot of tea.
Chapter completed!