Chuishuiju, take this money and buy breakfast, and we’ll eat it here.”

Chuishuiju took water from the faucet and rinsed his mouth, spit it out and said, "I haven't even finished rinsing!"

Zhao Chuanxin urged: "Whether you wash it or not has little impact on your appearance.

Go, go, I'm hungry."

Chuishuiju looked at the puddle of water on the ground, looked around, and said aggrievedly: "I think I'm such a handsome guy!"

"You have a beard at the age of three, look at how old you are! You have a face full of wrinkles and you still dare to boast about your beauty?"

Chuishuiju: "..."

After Chui Shuiju left, Li Zhitao asked: "Zhao Sheng, what are we going to do next?"

What to do?…

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin would go around and secretly supervise the charity meeting, and if there was no problem, he would return to the mainland.

Look at the hard-working brothers, he said to himself that he is not involved in production, and it is not a problem to always rely on speculation and "withdrawals".

The traditional social structure of China is scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. When it comes to people's conduct, scholars are respected.

But it is different on Hong Kong Island. Since the opening of the port, re-export trade has been the main focus.

Chinese people basically do hard work, and most of them are at the bottom.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chuanxin even had the urge to drive the British guy away.

Of course, just thinking about it.

"Taotao, how many brothers do you have in total?"

Li Zhitao gave up resistance and let Zhao Chuanxin call him whatever he wanted.

He looks back

Looking at Toad Boy and the others: "Just four."

"Oh, your Zhongshengtang only has five people in love?"

Li Zhitao's face turned red: "Sheng Zhao, don't look down on others. I am a big peach, and I will become rich sooner or later!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "What a good person, but it's a pity that he has a long mouth and loves to brag!"

Li Zhitao: "..."

"What should I do if I want to build a house on Hong Kong Island?"

"Buy land, buy land from a ghost!"

In 1841, Charles Elliot, the ambassador-general to China, presided over a land sale. The land sold at that time was land in Macao, and a total profit of 3,272 pounds was obtained.

By 1888, British Hong Kong's land sales revenue accounted for one-third of the total fiscal revenue.

The money came so fast.

This gave the British a taste of the sweetness, and they continued to develop the real estate economy in the later period. Until the motherland took back Hong Kong Island, they made a lot of money by selling land.

Zhao Chuanxin was very unhappy.

What the hell, your own land is being sold by foreign devils?

"Taotao, what do you think is the most profitable thing to do?"

"Be an intermediary and introduce people from mainland China to make guri."

Making ghee is like doing hard work.

That is the legendary "pig transport", where Chinese people are transported as pigs not only to Hong Kong Island, but also to the whole world for labor export.

But the end is often miserable.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Bad idea!

Is there anything else?"

"Open a restaurant and bone farm."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled angrily.

Learn now and sell now?

"Can your layout be bigger?"

Li Zhitao scratched his head: "Build a power plant? Buy a ship for transportation?"

"It's a bit interesting."

At this time, Chui Shuijiao came back.

He came back with a food box.

Glutinous rice chicken, seafood porridge, rice rolls, rice noodles...

Chui Shuijiao said happily: "You have to return the food box after eating, and there is a deposit."

"I'll give you a refund, why bother?" Zhao Chuanxin disagreed. "Eat quickly, and take me around after you finish eating."

At this time, the bottom Chinese people were really miserable. The upper-class businessmen were all British. The Chinese people could just live in the cracks and get enough food and clothing.

Many people only have 1 square meter of accommodation.

How narrow is an alley?

Zhao Chuanxin saw that a bamboo pole stretched out along the window could be placed on the opposite window to dry clothes.

It's even worse for people like Li Zhitao, who live in groups of five to six people and don't even have 1 square meter of space. They usually sleep on the streets or find a houseboat to squeeze in.

As for Dakuchang, at least he can go to a restaurant to eat.

There is not even the concept of real estate for later generations. For example, building a building, no one thinks of selling it in layers, so that every household has its own property rights...

If you want to sell it, you have to sell a piece of land. Once the building is built, no matter how many floors it is, the property rights belong to one person.

And the owners basically don’t think about selling them in layers.

This is probably a cognitive gap.

Until the first person eats crab.

Later, a businessman surnamed Huo copied this method of layered sales and used installment payments for the first time so that people who were temporarily unable to buy a house in full could live in the house.

What the two men did had a profound impact on the subsequent real estate industry.

Zhao Chuanxin is gearing up. Even if he is not willing to drink the blood of real estate, buying land does not necessarily mean building a house and speculating on the price. There is a lot to be done in other aspects.

But the purchase of land on Hong Kong Island from Hong Kong British has always been a hurdle in Zhao Chuanxin's heart, and he is still worried about it.

If he handed over the money obediently, he would not be willing to do so.

What to do?

When he arrived west of Pedder Street, Zhao Chuanxin found the answer.

Jardine & Co., Hunterdon & Co., Lane Crawford, Standard Chartered Bank and HSBC Bank Headquarters.

Some buildings were damaged by the typhoon, but some are still there. There are still some broken sampans floating in the port.

Where do Hong Kong and British put the money they took? It’s self-explanatory!

After Li Zhitao discovered that Zhao Chuanxin had arrived, he looked at the rows of foreign-style buildings and let out a scary "hehehe" smile.

"Zhao Sheng, are you okay?"

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his saliva: "Nothing, nothing, just greedy."

If you don’t want to spend money and don’t want to go to war, then use your left hand instead of your right hand.

"It's not noon yet, are you hungry again?"

"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin did not explain, but stood on the coastline and opened his arms: "Let Hong Kong Ying face the strong wind!"

As a result, Li Zhitao and Toad Boy were confused and looked at him stupidly.

"Damn it, a bunch of pig heads!"

Zhao Chuanxin was angry.

Toad Boy asked: "Sheng Zhao, it's true that we have to ask for money."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhitao said: "Yes, it is more important to find money than to dream."

They think Zhao Chuanxin is just wishful thinking.

Building power plants and doing transportation are things that rich people and those in power do. Currently, they are all controlled by ghost guys.

It's okay to brag, but you still have to face reality.

When they thought about it, if Zhao Chuanxin was really rich, why would he sneak into Hong Kong Island, sleep on the streets with them, and eat rice rolls on the roadside?

"Taotao, if I give you money, how many people do you think your Zhongshengtang can attract?"

"Give me money?" Li Zhitao's eyes lit up: "You can win over at least ten people!"
To be continued...