Chapter 24
Power, army, contacts and prestige, these four things are the key.

For Ma Deshang, money is the foundation of the above four things, and nothing can be done without money.

Now it’s about finding ways to make money.

Even though he now has his own fruit stall, but he sells Laiyang pears that only the poor would buy. He can't make any money at all, and even some of his income will be used by the former 'Lu Yunsheng' for gambling.

At this time in Shanghai, gambling was prevalent. It had been popular since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and reached its peak after the opening of the port.

People in Shanghai, ranging from high-ranking officials and gangsters to local hooligans and poor families, like to gamble regardless of whether they have money or not. Therefore, Shanghai’s casinos are everywhere. There are casinos in the wilderness and other places.

There are also various methods of gambling, including Pai Gow, Mahjong, Flower Club, White Pigeon Tickets, Tianjiu, Thirteen Cards, Lot Sets, Cockfighting, Cricket Fighting, etc., as well as the 36-door Roulette, Poker, and Matches passed over from the West. Dogs, horse racing, pelota, lottery tickets, etc., as long as you have money, you can play anything.

The original "Lu Yunsheng" is not only clever and sensible, but also an out-and-out "little bastard".

He loves to gamble, save face, and likes to stand out. This is the original 'Lu Yunsheng'.

Three days is enough for him to digest the current situation of 'Lu Yunsheng' and the memory before he was 25 years old.

Thinking of making money, it is basically impossible to rely on normal business operations.

'Grabbing soil' and 'peeling pigs' are the two things he can think of to make money the fastest at the moment.

'Grabbing soil' refers to grabbing opium.

'Peeling pigs' means to rob passersby of their clothes, leaving no money or clothes.

The former is too dangerous, and he is not yet capable of eating this bowl of rice, while the latter is relatively easy.

After selling for a whole day, not many Laiyang pears on the stall were sold, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

Shanghai also has a name that everyone should know, that is 'Night Shanghai'.

At night, this metropolis of the 20th century reveals its original appearance. The ten-mile foreign market, feasting, busy traffic, casinos, brothels, smokehouses, and flower boats usher in the best business hours of the day.

Seeing my three good brothers walking side by side towards my fruit stand, saying hello to the vendors on the left and right, I started to pack up.

"Brother Yunsheng, where are you going to take the brothers tonight?"

The rickshaw driver Ading has a simple appearance, but his eyes reveal shrewdness.

"Money is tight these days. I think I can get a ticket in the middle of the night, and go to Gongxingji Casino in the second half of the night. How about it?"

The thief, A Rui, has a thin body and nimble hands, but he is an old pickpocket, if he catches him on the street, he can only consider himself unlucky.

"I don't care, as long as I have a drink."

Ding Cao always holds a wine bottle in his hand, which contains the cheapest baijiu, which is probably a little better than drinking industrial alcohol.

Ma Deshang looked at the three people in front of him. Each of them had their own strengths. For example, Ding Cao was good at fighting and using a gun. A Ding was strong, shrewd and never suffered losses. Ari was very good at stealing things.

But none of this made them rich. On the contrary, they have always been "little losers". When they got a little money, they either gambled or visited brothels. They had no intention of investing or doing business.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they don't have access. Of course, there is also a reason why they don't make enough money.

Because of their vision, they will only circle around in their own circle for the rest of their lives, unable to get out.

"We'll talk at Uncle Datou's stall."

After simply tidying up his fruit stall, Ma Deshang took the three brothers to Uncle Datou's stall.

The four found an empty table and sat down.

"I've been thinking about a question for the past two days, why are we still 'little bums' after spending so long here in Shanghai Beach?"

While talking, Ma Deshang observed the expressions of the three brothers.

"We're just punks."

A Rui looked at Ma Deshang with some doubts and said.

"No money."

Adin narrowed his eyes and said.

"There's no wine, I have to go buy some wine. I'll be back later." Ding Cao stood up unsteadily, and asked Ma Deshang for a dollar to buy wine.

"Go back quickly."

Ma Deshang also knew that Ding Cao loved wine as much as he could, and he would do anything with wine.

"I think we didn't know the way before, but now I have a way to make a fortune, will you follow?"

Madeshan said.

"Brother Yuesheng, why did I notice that you have become ink-stained? I just told you that my brother supports you."

Adin said with a frown.

"That's it."

A Rui quickly agreed.

Hearing this, Ma Deshang was happy in his heart, his brother is worthy of being a brother, and he was willing to follow him before he even said what he wanted to do.

"I'm going to skin a pig tonight."

A Ding: "Why are you so mysterious, it's just 'skinning a pig'. It's just that it's not easy to find a fat pig at night. It's freezing cold at night."

"What if I go outside the Gongxingji gaming table?"

Ma Deshang said with a smile.

"That's the place of Boss Huang Jinronghuang, the Chinese chief inspector of the French Concession. If we are caught, we can't afford to go around."

As soon as she heard that she was going to the Gongxingji gambling table 'Peel the Pig', A Rui couldn't sit still immediately, and jumped up anxiously.

A Ding: "What are you afraid of? We won't take his boss Huang's place. Brother Yuesheng, I'll go!"

(End of this chapter)

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