"So... you think it's a wise choice for us not to go to the gold mine." Li Fushou turned the teacup in his hand and looked at the other party.

The fat man smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and the spring breeze blew his face; "Hahaha... Mr. Li is the best among the people, and he is not a big deal. Didn't he hear that the trees are in the forest and the wind will destroy them? I'm afraid he had a certain plan in his heart, so why should I do this? No matter what, this is the territory of the ghost guy, and it is a British guy who has always been arrogant. Even if it is unfair, we can only suffer."

"Although Liangyuan is good, it will never be my hometown." The situation is far worse than expected, and Li Fushou couldn't help but sigh.

"Although it's dangerous, the territory of this ghost guy is full of unlimited opportunities. With Mr. Li's amazing skills, it only takes ten months to stand out."

"Haha... Thank you for your love, I feel ashamed."

Li Fushou smiled faintly, and his heart was filled with the keen observation of the fat man Chun.

In this era, inn owners pay attention to welcoming guests and friends from all over the world and watching the world of the five lakes. They have their eyesight and insight.

Under the fat body of the fat man Chun, he has a delicate mind that can see more thoroughly than most Chinese gold diggers.

After some greetings, the words got to the point.

Li Fushou did not hide the idea of ​​opening a restaurant in Chinatown to gain a foothold. He earned less than 40 pounds, and renting a store was enough.

Fatty Laochun deliberately made friends, so Li Fushou bluntly expressed his thoughts and asked him, a local snake who is familiar with the local situation, to introduce the right place to himself.

"As Chinatown shops... although there are still some nervousness, the rental price is not expensive. You can make a lot of money by being willing to work hard, repair shoes, nail horseshoes, open a grocery store, and sell some snacks."

Fat Laochun thought about it for a while and continued;

"Even though Mr. Li brought three people, he still had some extra money in his hand. The shop that opened a hotel should not be too small, otherwise it would not be able to be used.

Uh... I thought of a place that should be suitable for Mr. Li to settle down.

Not far from Chinatown, there is a large warehouse on Handel Street that wants to sell, so I must be willing to rent it.

This is a business from a down-and-out family in Florence, Italy. It was originally a warehouse that operates rubber and fur. It was less than 120 meters away from the Chinatown Archway. It was a very good location and the size was also appropriate."

"Oh...what is the price?"

"I heard it's £420, because the asking price is too high, so it has been idle. It has been two or three years. The owner of the property is an Italian, stubborn old man Mineri, and it's hard to speak."

"Uh, go and have a look."

Such a high price made Li Fushou take a breath and immediately gave up other ideas.

I thought that if the environment is suitable and the place is large enough, it would be cost-effective to rent it even if the price is higher, so I would also solve the accommodation and living problems of my group of four.

The city of Brisbane is not large, which is equivalent to a remote small county town in the 18th line in the western region in later generations. Except for the towering Evangelion Church and the Queensland State Council Building, most of the others are British Norman-style buildings below 3 floors. The style is thick and quaint, with round arched door tickets.

This rubber warehouse on Handel Street is also in a typical Norman heavy style, with a tall red roof.

Although there is only one floor, it is much taller than the three-story wooden tenement building. The thick oak door is covered with dust and spider webs. The large iron bolts thick with their arms are rusty. The dense weeds at the entrance of the yard have grown more than half a person tall.

It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time.

Li Fushou felt very satisfied after looking around. This warehouse was a separate courtyard, covering an area of ​​about two acres. There were stables, wells, feed sheds and other facilities for loading carts, and were also covered with dense weeds.

The building is very solid and the doors and windows are intact. Just replace some broken glass and clean it up. It is a very good place. You don’t have to worry about doing hotel business and accommodation.

If you can rent it and operate it, you will have the best place to stay.

Not long after

The group found the old man Mineri in a nearby cafe. This was a gray-haired, thin old man with decadent and stubborn expression in his gray and blue eyes, his thin lips were tightly closed, and he sat alone on the wooden table drinking coffee slowly, enjoying the quiet days of the years.

It seems that if no one disturbs him, he can drink alone until the end of the world.

"Oh, do you want to rent my warehouse?" Mineri looked at Li Fushou with a look of contempt.

"I am really interested. Dear Mr. Mineri, you can call me [Lee], and I hope you can get your recognition."

"Wow... you speak well in English, and you also have some authentic Oxford accents. This is rare among Chinese people I have seen, but I have always been disgusted with British people. I am the same with you. It is best to disappear from my eyes immediately. You, a fair-skinned oriental boy, I am not interested in sissy."

Mineri spoke very harshly, raised his chin and looked down at Li Fushou, as if he was a proud Italian lord and nobleman.

In fact, he is nothing, he is just an adventurer who has been wandering into a deserted country, an old liar with no moral bottom line.

Although he owns a property worth 400 pounds, his debts are much higher than assets. If he pays off his debts, he will be smooth and smooth every minute.

From the arrogance of the colonists, the pure European identity alone was enough to make Mineri look down on these Orientals with braids. Even though he had already been in debt and had few pounds in his pocket, he was still poor and tight.

The smile on Li Fushou's face gradually faded, he glanced at Fat Laochun, and saw that he had a helpless look on his face. He reminded him before he came.

Since you meet an rude person, you don’t need to treat him with courtesy.

Li Fushou tapped the thick wooden table with his slender fingers, and said in a slight tone; "Old guy, this is just a business, I'm very unhappy to hear your comments. Brisbane is not the only partner. For the sake of the pound, there will naturally be a large number of collaborators. You can sit here and slowly rot with that warehouse, no one will care."

"Oriental boy..."

"Damn old guy, you can call him [Li]. Please show the minimum bottom line of civilization and don't let your Italian companions feel shame."

Mineri was stunned for a moment. Li Fushou was different from all the gentle and low-key Chinese he knew. He reacted aggressively and fiercely. "Well, Li, I have to say that you are a boy with very sharp words, but these alone cannot impress me, because I will not cooperate with pagans. I heard that there is a person at the dock who can perform magical oriental techniques..."

Speaking of this, Mineri stared at Li Fushou with gray-blue eyes, as if he was about to see something from his face?

"That's me." Li Fushou admitted it simply, there was nothing to hide.

"Hehehe..."

Mineri smiled, and the wrinkles on her face immediately became vivid, regaining the glory of her youth; "I have traveled many places in my life, from the European continent to the American continent, and not stayed for long after returning to Europe. I have been to Africa and Asia again. Finally, I smelled the smell of gold and came to this place where birds do not shit. This is the last thing I regret in my life."

He paused, and he continued to say down;

"Look... I am indeed a down-and-out old guy who failed in business, but I have a pair of wise eyes, and have richer insights than most people in this world..."

"You want to make a fortune with your eyesight, I'm right?"

"Of course, why not."

"Then you have to pay, old guy, do you want to play a shilling or a pound game?"

Mineri's pockets were cleaner than his face, and he couldn't even take out three pennies, but this didn't help the old guy. He smiled sly and said, "Don't you want to rent my rubber warehouse? You can pay with this money."

He is very confident in his eyesight and rich experience, and is ready to make money by sacking and earn dozens of pounds. He may have a good luck in paying off his debts and surplus.

Li Fushou was not easy to meet, and said with a smile, "As you wish, but before that we must draft and sign a lease contract, I will pay you the corresponding lease fee. As for how you spend it, it doesn't matter to me."

"What about the game?"

“Welcome anytime.”

"Uh... OK, then what are you waiting for? Let's go find a damn lawyer to complete it all. I will win the last copper penny in your hand. You, the oriental boy who only knows how to talk big, just wait to cry."

After more than an hour

The 18 pounds rental fee I just got was not warmed up yet, and Mineri, who had a gray face, lost all her last shilling and became penniless again.

"How is this possible?" Mineri could no longer maintain his calm expression. He waved his hands and shouted wildly, wishing to tear the tall Chinese boy in front of him to pieces.

"Old guy, you really need some luck."

Li Fushou was in a good mood. He slowly put down his sleeves, took the initiative to shake hands with lawyer Smith, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lawyer, thank you for your efficient and professional lawyer service."

Lawyer Smith, who has a typical British hook nose, reached out and held it gracefully, and said with a reserved attitude. "Congratulations to Mr. Li for successfully renting to the satisfactory store and getting back the rent and deposit for one year as soon as possible. I think this should be your first income from opening, a very good start."

"Haha...I'm lucky."

"You are really lucky. When you meet this self-righteous idiot, crying and shouting to give you the money." Lawyer Smith watched all this coldly, impressed by the tall Chinese boy in front of you.

After signing the lease contract, Mineri did not go out as soon as he got the rent. He played a guessing game in the law firm. As a result, he simply knelt down in front of the magical magic of the "Three Immortals Returning to the Cave" in the ancient East.

Under the witness of a lawyer, it is impossible to be a scoundrel.

Mineri paid a heavy price for his arrogance and arrogance. He seemed nervous because he was too excited, but no one cared about these changes.

Standing upstairs

Watching Li Fushou and his party leave the law building from the window, the hypocritical smile on his face gradually faded away, revealing a hint of disgust.

He is a standard white supremacist, belonging to the elite class of the British Empire. The influx of a large number of Chinese gold diggers has stirred their sensitive nerves. Most of the anti-China proposals originated from all over Australia were driven by these people.

To be honest, except for the cute pounds in their hands, Lawyer Smith doesn't like these Chinese workers at all.
Chapter completed!