A few days in a row

Li Fushou took He Shoutian, Fan Asheng, and a few people from the door bar to remove a large amount of weeds in the rubber warehouse, leveled the ground and cleaned the doors and windows, and piled up several carriages with debris and garbage.

After this hard work, this old warehouse located on Handel Street has revived and become vivid.

A group of people then bought paint, tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, stoves, grains, oil and seasonings and other things. The restaurant gradually took shape in the midst of intense preparations.

Busy for more than ten days

September 19, 1867

Taking the good lip service that is homophonic with "long-lasting" color, Fulinmen Hotel officially opened amidst joyful congratulations. The red banners and lanterns at the door are full of rich Chinese characteristics, and the lion dance team from the local Chinese community is invited to have fun.

"Welcome, welcome, please come in..."

Fan Asheng walked outside with a big red sticker, with a diligent smile on his face, and greeted someone he knew warmly.

This rubber warehouse is long and large, with solid stone strips on the ground. After cleaning, it presents a very solid texture. There are more than 20 square tables on the front of the spacious and tall warehouse, which can be eaten at hundreds of people at the same time.

The rear half of the warehouse is simply separated by wooden boards, forming 12 elegant seats, which allow guests to drink and chat in a relatively private environment.

The brand new boards exuded the fragrance of oak, and everything looked clean and tidy.

The kitchen is located outside the warehouse and is transformed by a long stable. A row of 8 stoves are built against the wall. It uses high-quality coal, a specialty of Queensland, and the fog is steamed on the stove, with the strong aroma of steaming meat.

After the opening of Fulinmen Hotel, it recruited six more chefs and nearly 20 mailmen in Chinatown, all of which were strong men.

The steamed buns, boiled water, stir-fried dishes, and the busyness of greeting guests is a joyful opening scene.

In the small cabin not far from the kitchen, Li Fushou smiled bitterly and weighed it with his hand, put the last pound and sixpence in his pocket, which was all his remaining property.

The old gambling ghost Mineri's blessing was paid for by 18 pounds. The rental fee was not spent on a big son, which made Li Fushou much more relaxed.

That's why he was able to recruit people to buy rice, flour, grain, oil, seats and benches to open this very large-scale hotel.

There are no less than 30 hotels in the entire Chinatown, and the size of Fulinmen Hotel is enough to rank among the top five.

Li Fushou dared to give all his money because his money was too easy and young enough to do things with an indomitable spirit.

I made a total of more than 80 pounds in playing the "Three Immortals Return to the Cave" trick at the wharf. Except for the 44 pounds that paid the capita tax, the rest were all used in the hotel.

Due to the super purchasing power of the British pound in the Steam Era, all of this was finally completed.

He reached out and pushed open the door and walked out, a ray of warm sunlight shining on his body.

Queensland is blue in September, with white clouds floating in the sky. The deep blue colors make people feel trembling. The air is mixed with a faint fragrance of roses. This is a good season to intoxicate.

Li Fushou walked out the door in a daze and happened to see a burly man walking towards him with two large baskets in his hand. The basket was filled with large pieces of cooked beef, and it was still steaming.

"Young boss, you are lucky."

"Well, Huaiyu, there are so many people who open the business today. After finishing the work, I went to the front to greet you. Don't make any trouble."

"I know, go right away."

Li Fushou nodded, passed by the northern man named Nan Huaiyu, and walked forward calmly.

Due to the recent sharp conflicts between Chinese and white gold diggers and constant disputes, many Chinese gold diggers in Chinatown have been cured, they are hesitant and hesitant, or fearless, and stay in Chinatown and are unwilling to go to dangerous mines to work.

There are more and more people like this. Although there is no precise statistics, it is estimated that there are as many as hundreds of people.

Therefore, Fulinmen Hotel recruits errands and can choose the best ones.

The nearly 20 servants were selected by Li Fushou himself. Most of them were from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. They were strong men with strong personalities, mainly loyal and reliable.

Nan Huaiyu is one of the few northern people. He was born in Cangzhou where martial arts are prevalent. He learned to be good at fists and is righteous and upholding justice. He was shot and injured in a serious conflict with white gold diggers.

After recovering from his injury, he was hesitating whether to return to the gold mine, Li Fushou was recruited to be the head of a servant.

Another mailman is Liu Shan, who is lean and lean. He is 24 or 25 years old, and he is good at shooting skills. He was also injured by stray bullets in the gold mine. He has just recovered from injuries.

Men who dare to stand out for Chinese workers are undoubtedly thorns in the eyes of white gold diggers and thorns in the flesh. The troublemakers that white gold miners dislike the most, and can basically announce the end of their careers.

After all, this is the territory of the British Empire colonists. Chinese workers like Nan Huaiyu and Liu Shan were blacklisted, which means that the future is cut off and it is very difficult to make a living.

Liu Fushou stretched out his hand generously at this time, which was like a rain from the sky for them, and he worked very diligently.

"The boss, there are several white gold diggers at the door causing trouble. They are all carrying guns. Superintendent Fan is dealing with them. I'm afraid the intention of coming is not good." Liu Shan walked in from outside quickly and reported in a hurry.

Li Fushou was checking the big basket of steaming buns. Hearing this, he turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me fuck you guys, come with me to see what's going on?"

"Okay!"

A group of people rushed out of the door, holding more than 10 black spears and shining swords in their hands, and their faces were full of wild and fierce spirit.

After a crisp gunshot of "bang"

The messy crowd at the entrance of the Fulinmen Hotel instantly quieted down. Only a few strong Quat horses tied to the wooden railing neighed uneasily, sniffing loudly, and heavy horse hooves trampled on the slate to "dongdong" sound.

Li Fushou slowly put down the revolver in his hand, blew the muzzle with his mouth, and said around the field, "Who is causing trouble for me? Stand out."

Judging from this posture, he used a gun to disagree and immediately shocked several white gold diggers.

These white gold diggers had yellow and orange bullet straps hanging on their waists, and were inserted with 0.4-inch caliber Colt single-action revolver. This kind of pistol had to be fired at one shot, just like a cowboy in American Western films.

"Look, we have no malice." The white gold digger who led the lead was named Luke, who once lost three pounds and four shillings at the dock. He opened his hands and said that he did not hold a gun.

Being pointed at by more than 10 black guns, life is always in danger, and these white gold diggers are no longer rampant.

Li Fushou frowned with disgust, held the Colt revolver and said coldly, "I'll ask you to leave here now, and I won't have to come again in the future. You are not welcome here."

"Hey... Lee, don't do this, we should be an old acquaintance. Don't forget that I lost three pounds to you. We came here just to try the mortal chicken diced chicken and sweet and sour tenderloin, and have another two more glasses if possible."

"Then you need to hand over your weapons and keep them on the counter and get them back when you leave. The hotel does not allow weapons to enter."

"What a damn rule, carrying a gun is my freedom, you can't interfere."

"Either abide by my rules or leave." Li Fushou said firmly and did not give in. Who knows how these white gold diggers who made trouble after drinking will behave?

If Fulinmen Hotel wants to not become a battlefield, bloodshed will occur every few days, and the most basic rule is to prohibit the carrying of weapons.

The most distinctive example is the tavern opened by white people nearby. People will fight every few days, and there are many shootings on the spot. These drunkards who drink too much can't be controlled at all.

Luke was obviously unwilling to hand over his weapons. Facing the more than 10 black muzzles and shiny blades of the Fulinmen Hotel, he chose to leave wisely.

Several white gold diggers unbuttoned the reins of Quat's horse and turned over the horse with quick movements. Luke stared at Li Fushou and said;

"Don't be arrogant on the Oriental boy, be careful of being shot and shot when walking on the road."

"If I were you, I'd take back this sentence. Luke, you bastards, no matter how fast you bastards run, can you still leave calmly under the spear?" Li Fushou said as he raised the revolver in his hand, pointing his muzzle steadily at Luke and others. More than a dozen long spears were raised in one go, making the faces of these people turn white immediately.

"Oh... Damn, I'm not intentionally offending you. Please forgive my unscrupulous words. This should be a misunderstanding."

"Luke, don't challenge my patience and bottom line, tell your companions to abide by my rules, otherwise I will treat you as deliberate and unintentional bandits and be beaten into a hornet's nest."

"Ok, you won, can I leave now?"

"Get out..."

Luke and his companions were dismayed, and galloped away with his feet and no longer dared to say anything tough.

These are all the masters who bully the weak and fear the strong. With the wild aura of the wild area, bandits who believe in speaking with guns are despicable and dare to open a dyed room if they give them three points of color. Traditional tolerance and retreat will be regarded as cowardly.

To such people, speak directly with a gun.

Zheng Canghai, the president of Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce, and the president of the restaurant guild, exchanged gazes silently, looked up at the young junior in his heart, walked up with a smile, bowed and greeted him.

These two Chinese in Chinatown are also in their 30s. They are considered steady and experienced figures in the emerging city of Brisbane.

It plays an important role in the commercial layout of Chinatown.

Generally speaking, Zheng Canghai and Medbon are relatively old-fashioned, and traditional Chinese businessmen are the ones that value harmony and tolerance first, and will not take such fierce measures to deal with the provocations of white gold diggers.

Even if you suffer a little loss and lose some money, as long as you can calm the trouble, Amitabha Buddha will be.
Chapter completed!