As you wish, start from the Siheyuan

Hong Kong Island, Kowloon.

"Asen, you've been here for two years, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

"You are the most talented person I have ever met. You have already learned all my skills. I don't have anything else to teach you. You can become my apprentice now and start your own business in the future."

"Grandpa, I fled to Hong Kong Island and you took me in. You said that God gave us a bowl of rice to eat, but I know in my heart that it was Grandpa who gave a bowl of rice to Ah Sen. Ah Sen will not leave Grandpa."

Ancient Road Wood Museum, Shuijing Street, Bamutang, Kowloon.

In the hall of Gudao Wood Museum, there is a plaque with the four characters "Gudao Wood Museum" hanging in the middle of the hall. Below is a statue of Lu Ban. On the left side it is written: Lu Mo and Mu are the law, and on the right side it is written: Craftsmen’s skills are the key to life.

Further down is a long mahogany table, on which are placed a pair of neck bottles and large bowls.

In front is an octagonal table.

On both sides of the Eight Immortals Table are armchairs carved with seal characters in the original color of locust wood, with exquisite craftsmanship and exquisite craftsmanship.

There are three paintings and calligraphy prefaces on the walls on both sides of the hall, and three half-back chairs made of yellowwood and two coffee tables in front.

At this moment, an old man in a grey long jacket was sitting on the armchair on the right. The old man had kind eyes, short hair as white as snow, high cheekbones, and a long grey beard, making him look like a hermit.

Sitting on the armchair at the bottom was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. When he stood up, he was about 185 cm tall, with a strong and well-proportioned figure, and a pair of long arms that were longer than the knees were particularly noticeable.

The young man was talking to the old man when he suddenly stood up and bowed, then knelt on his knees, bowed and lowered his eyebrows.

"Asen, get up quickly, why are you doing this? You know, your eldest brother is now a Hong Kong timber tycoon, your second, third, fourth and sixth brothers are also in various places in Southeast Asia, and your fifth sister is married to your eldest brother. Now they are all capable of standing on their own and have already surpassed their predecessors. Why do you have to be confined to one corner?"

The old man stretched out his hand to support Arsen, who was kneeling on the ground, and signaled him to get up quickly.

"Grandpa, Asen didn't have enough to eat and wear warm clothes at home before, but as long as my parents and brothers and sisters encouraged me, I would be happy for a long time. But Asen made a mistake and left his hometown to survive.

I don’t know if I can meet them again in my lifetime. Asen is already in great pain. Asen doesn’t want to be a tycoon, he just wants to be with Grandpa. If Grandpa doesn’t agree, I can’t get up.”

"Oh! All right! You stand up now."

The old man finally gave in. In fact, he was still very pleased. He had taught a group of apprentices, including his own daughter, who was all driven away by him. He said that he wanted to be quiet and found them annoying, but in fact, he just hoped that they could put their knowledge into practice and let the birds fly freely in the sky.

"Yes, Grandpa, hehe..., I'll go buy some vegetables, and we'll have some Shandong cuisine for lunch."

Asen stood up, saluted to grandpa, and quickly ran out of the ancient trail wooden hall.

"Asen, my son is getting married, remember to come over for a drink. Thank you for making the bed for me. Everyone says it's great! It's beautiful and sturdy."

An old lady held onto Arsen and wouldn't let go.

"Mrs. Li, you just let me make a bed and said let's see how it works. The price is too high and I've been waiting for months but haven't seen any follow-up orders! Mrs. Li, are you trying to trick me into giving you wedding money again? Haha..."

"Look at what you said. Didn't your wife Li see that your senior brother's store has finished products for sale? I'm in a hurry to use them. How much can I spend on wedding gifts? Really, I'm praising you to my relatives. Don't regret it if you don't go and miss the order."

Mrs. Li is such a sweet talker. It's a pity she didn't work as a salesperson. It seems like she used to sell fruits!

"Haha... I can't argue with you, Grandma Li, why don't I go? Okay, I'll go first then."

"Hey...! Why are you running so fast? I'm introducing you to a wife and you'll be scared. My eldest son was much younger than you when he got married..."

Li Po failed to call out to Asen and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the Axe Gang is doing the job, everyone else please get out."

"Brother Mouse, please give me a few more days, I beg you...!"

A group of people were gathered outside the steamed bun shop on the street.

In the bun shop, there is a man in his 40s with a face full of vicissitudes and his eyes full of stories. This man is called Ma Tong, the owner of the bun shop. He is addicted to gambling and crazy about wine.

At this moment, Ma Tong was kneeling on the ground in panic, and the story in his eyes turned into a thriller.

Standing opposite were a few gangsters, known as the Short Mules. They were the most lawless group of people nowadays. They collected debts, let people gamble, distributed drugs, had prostitutes, fought, and did all kinds of evil.

But ordinary people can only be angry but not speak out. The gang has the support of the inspector above and a group of brainless teenagers and desperadoes below. No one is willing to fight to the death with these people.

These gangsters are led by Brother Mouse, who has shifty eyes, long red and white hair covering half of his face, and a sneaky look. But in fact, he has a big background. Brother Mouse is a henchman of a younger brother named Porcupine under White Wolf, one of the Thirteen Tigers of the Axe Gang who is currently in the limelight.

"There is no order without rules. I've given you the chance, but you still can't do anything about it! Humph! Cut off my hand."

Immediately two younger brothers came up to Ma Tong and pressed him to the ground. At this time, a man holding an axe came out. The big man rolled up the cuffs of his short sleeves to his shoulders, walked forward and raised the axe.

“Ah…! Spare my life, I’m still here, Brother Lao Shu, I’m still here, Asen, Brother Sen…, Master Sen…, please save me…”

Somehow Ma Tong suddenly saw Asen who just walked into the crowd, and hurriedly called for help.

"Stop it! ..., Brother Mouse, how much does he owe you?"

Asen was helpless. Seeing Boss Ma, who once gave him a bun when he was most helpless, almost being forced to death in front of him, Asen really couldn't bear to refuse.

"Hey! Where's this little brother? You want to pay him back? Great! It couldn't be better. A total of 5100. Here you go."

The mouse raised his bangs in front of his eyes and smiled happily, showing his eight teeth to Arsen.

Ma Tong didn't learn his lesson this time. Just because the casino lets you win once, or even just 50 dollars, do you believe that you are a gambling saint who can always win?

As a result, he lost all his savings of nearly 1 yuan within half a month after winning the money. He then borrowed money from the Axe Gang at high interest rates. He borrowed 1500 yuan and received 1350 yuan. He had to pay back 1950 yuan when it was due. However, Ma Tong was destined to lose everything again. He had to pay back 5100 yuan with the interest compounded in the next few days.

"I don't have that much money right now. I'll give it to you in a few days."

Asen was in a dilemma. He could borrow it from his senior brothers, but he was in trouble already, so why should he let others get involved with him? So Asen prepared to think of another way.

"What? Haha..., are you here to make fun of me? Go away and stop bothering me!"

The mouse's smile instantly disappeared, and his expression changed faster than Chuanpu's.

"You can't force someone to death! It's better to pay it back than to be left with a useless hundred pounds of flesh, right?"

Asen was ready to appeal to their emotions and reason.

"You are such a talkative kid! Pay it back now if you can. If you can't pay it back today, I'll give him an arm."

The dwarf mule only believes in the knife in his hand and the money in his pocket. All the other mess has nothing to do with them. They don't have so many estimates. At worst, they can't collect the money, so they kill the person, which can also serve as a warning to the monkey.

"Brother Mouse, I'll give you 500 first, and I'll give you the rest in the next two days, okay?"

Arsen took out a few bills from his pocket and handed them to Mouse.

"Humph! What a hassle! This is today's interest!"

As he said that, Lao Shu snatched the money from Arsen's hand, said goodbye and left.

"Thank you so much, Asen."

"Snapped…!"

"Snapped…!"

"Crack~!"

As soon as Ma Tong stood up and said something to Asen, he was slapped three times in a row. Ma Tong fell to the ground before he could even stand steadily.

Ma Tong, lying on the ground, had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.