I Have Money Power

"Feihong!" Elder Zhang, who was talking with an old friend in the inner room, greeted him enthusiastically as soon as he saw Huang Feihong enter.

Huang Feihong recognized his godfatherly uncle who called him and immediately supported the elder's arm, saying, "Godfatherly Uncle, you look even more spirited after these few years!"

"Thanks to you, thanks to you! Feihong, look, who came back with me this time!" The godfatherly uncle gestured inside. Huang Feihong followed his gaze and saw two young women in Western suits and hats, one Chinese and one foreign, fiddling with an old-fashioned camera.

Thirteenth Aunt stood up at this moment. Seeing Huang Feihong enter, a hint of surprise flashed in her big eyes. She smiled and walked up to Huang Feihong, calling out, "Feihong!" At the same time, she extended her right hand, intending to shake his hand.

Huang Feihong didn't understand Thirteenth Aunt's intention and simply clasped his hands into a fist, preparing to perform the traditional greeting.

Thirteenth Aunt, however, grabbed Huang Feihong's right hand and shook it up and down.

Elder Zhang, standing nearby, fearing he wouldn't understand, explained, "She wants to shake your hand!"

"Shaking hands is the etiquette for Westerners meeting each other!" Thirteenth Aunt also explained.

Seeing the bewildered Huang Feihong, Thirteenth Aunt smiled and then pointed to Hao Shuai and Joanna beside her, introducing, "Feihong, let me introduce you. These two are my good friends."

"Her name is Joanna!"

"How do you do!"

Huang Feihong was once again completely confused, not understanding what the foreign girl with blonde hair and blue eyes was saying. He quietly asked Thirteenth Aunt, "Do what do?"

"She's greeting you. How are you?" Thirteenth Aunt explained for Huang Feihong.

Speaking of which, Elder Zhang was also an interesting person. He directly instructed Huang Feihong, saying, "Quickly say 'Xian Kou Rou'!"

"Kou Rou! Kou Rou!" Huang Feihong shook Joanna's hand up and down, causing Joanna and Thirteenth Aunt to chuckle.

"Feihong, this is Mr. Hao Shuai, whom I met on the ship back home. Mr. Hao is returning from Britain and helped me a lot on the ship!" Thirteenth Aunt introduced Hao Shuai to Huang Feihong.

Hearing that Hao Shuai had helped Thirteenth Aunt, and seeing Hao Shuai's friendly face with a +10 favorability rating, Huang Feihong immediately felt a good impression of him. He then bowed to Hao Shuai, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Hao, for your righteous help!"

Hao Shuai quickly reached out to support Huang Feihong's hands and said, "We are both Chinese. It's my duty. Master Huang, why be so polite!"

Hearing Hao Shuai's humility, Huang Feihong's good impression of the tall young man with short hair and Western attire increased greatly.

"I've long heard that Master Huang is renowned for both his medical and martial arts skills. I have always admired China's traditional culture. I returned to the country specifically to study this time. I hope to learn more from Master Huang in the future. Please guide me, Master Huang. I would be extremely grateful!"

"Mr. Hao is too kind. If you don't mind, we can learn and improve together in the future!"

"Thank you, Master Huang!"

Huang Feihong smiled and nodded.

At this moment, the godfatherly uncle came over enthusiastically, saying, "Feihong, Shao Jun brought back a camera from abroad. Let's go take a picture with the birds!"

Before Huang Feihong could fully understand Elder Zhang's meaning, he was pulled by Elder Zhang to sit by the window.

There was a tea table between them, on which sat a birdcage, containing Boss Zhao's beloved imperial concubine finch.

Elder Zhang pointed to the camera with his folding fan: "Feihong, taking pictures is very easy. Just look over there."

After Elder Zhang and Huang Feihong were seated, and Thirteenth Aunt was preparing to take the photo, Hao Shuai, knowing what was about to happen, decided to increase Thirteenth Aunt's favorability again. Hao Shuai directly stopped her and said, "Shao Jun, could you check how much magnesium powder you put in the camera? When I saw you put it in earlier, I felt you put a bit too much!"

"Is that so?"

Hearing Hao Shuai's words, and knowing that Hao Shuai had also studied abroad and shouldn't be speaking without reason, Thirteenth Aunt said, "Then I'll check again."

"Oh my! You really did put too much magnesium powder!" Thirteenth Aunt exclaimed after checking, "Thank you, Hao Shuai. If it weren't for your meticulousness and reminder, a major incident might have occurred during the photo shoot."

Wouldn't it be a major incident? Not only would Boss Zhao's imperial concubine finch be roasted, but you would have almost roasted your own father into a black-faced Bao Gong, and Huang Feihong would have impressed you greatly in front of you. Now, thanks to Hao Shuai's appearance, the photo shoot was successful, and Elder Zhang managed to show off greatly in front of his relatives and friends in his hometown.

After all, returning home in glory is like wearing brocade at night!

After showing off, Elder Zhang walked over and pulled Huang Feihong aside, saying, "I'll be leaving in a couple of days. Your Thirteenth Aunt has been back in Foshan for two years, constantly wanting to return. It's good that she's not mixing with foreigners. Please help me keep an eye on her!"

"Keep an eye on her?" Huang Feihong looked back at Thirteenth Aunt. Just then, Thirteenth Aunt was also looking at him. Their gazes met, and Hao Shuai, who happened to see this scene, felt a strong sense of "flirtation" and immediately felt that his endeavor to poach a partner still required effort!

The reason Elder Zhang entrusted Huang Feihong with looking after Thirteenth Aunt was out of necessity. Thirteenth Aunt insisted on staying, but Elder Zhang was truly worried about her staying alone in Foshan. He also knew that China was a bit chaotic now, and it was too unsafe for Thirteenth Aunt to be alone.

And Huang Feihong, as one of the few "relatives" Thirteenth Aunt had in Foshan, was very trustworthy, even if he was a godson. Moreover, Elder Zhang had originally intended for Huang Feihong and his daughter to be a couple. But now Hao Shuai had appeared, and he was excellent in all aspects. Elder Zhang could only let nature take its course now.

As for which "pig" would end up gobbling up his "cabbage" – his daughter?

Everything could only be decided by the young people themselves.

Huang Feihong nodded upon hearing this, "Alright, don't worry!"

Elder Zhang left with Thirteenth Aunt. Having not been back to Foshan for a long time, he would undoubtedly visit various places.

Huang Feihong, on the other hand, returned to Baozhilin with his disciples.

Hao Shuai left the tea house and planned to buy a house near Baozhilin. After all, he intended to stay in Foshan for a long time, and it would be inconvenient to do things without his own place.

Not long after Hao Shuai left, he saw a muscular man on the street, bare-chested, with his queue wrapped around his neck. He was standing by the roadside, biting a piece of tattered cloth, with two red-tasseled spears pressed firmly against his throat. It looked like he was about to perform the iron spear throat stab.

Looking at his face and the hard qigong he was about to perform, Hao Shuai was certain that this must be Yan Zhendong from the play, who practiced the Iron Cloth Shirt.

Thinking of Yan Zhendong as a tragic figure in the plot, full of passion and ambition to make a name for himself in Foshan, only to end up performing on the street, enduring cold glances and humiliation, and finally meeting an untimely end.

Hao Shuai decided to be a good person and help Yan Zhendong. Of course, the main reason was Hao Shuai's great interest in Yan Zhendong's hard qigong.

Therefore, after Yan Zhendong finished his performance, Hao Shuai directly stepped forward to Yan Zhendong, who was picking up copper coins on the ground, and said to him, "Master, my name is Hao Shuai. Are you free now? I'd like to treat you to a meal. And chat a bit."

Yan Zhendong looked at Hao Shuai, this fake foreigner, with vigilance and said, "My name is Yan Zhendong. We are not related. Why would you invite me to a meal?"

"Master Yan, I merely saw your impressive martial arts and felt inspired, which is why I wanted to propose a deal."

Yan Zhendong instinctively wanted to refuse, as he knew there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. But Yan Zhendong was in a difficult spot! He hadn't eaten a full meal in a long time and just wanted to get a meal first. If Hao Shuai made any unreasonable demands later, he would refuse. He figured that with his martial arts skills, Hao Shuai couldn't do anything to him.

After thinking it through, Yan Zhendong cupped his fists and said, "Then thank you for the hospitality, sir."

Hao Shuai smiled and replied, "Master Yan, you're too kind."

Hao Shuai and his companion walked directly into a nearby restaurant, requested a private room, and ordered a table full of dishes.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had eaten such a lavish meal, Yan Zhendong didn't stand on ceremony and began eating heartily.

After Yan Zhendong finished eating, he spoke, "The meal is finished. If you have something to say, just say it."

Hao Shuai didn't answer his question but instead asked, "Master Yan, your Iron Cloth Shirt skill is so formidable. What martial art do you practice?"

"I practice my Yan family's Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt."

"With Master Yan's martial arts, why have you fallen to the point of performing on the streets?"

Sighing, Yan Zhendong said, "My Yan family originally ran a martial arts school in the north. Unfortunately, times were hard, and the school couldn't sustain itself. So, we thought of coming to Foshan to make a living. Little did we know that upon arriving in Foshan, our travel funds ran out, and I could only make a living by performing martial arts."

"If Master Yan is willing, I can provide the funds to help you rebuild your martial arts school," Hao Shuai said directly to Yan Zhendong.

"Really?" Yan Zhendong excitedly stood up.

"Of course, it's true. To be honest, the money needed to rebuild the school is nothing to me, but I do have one request: I hope you will give me the secret manual for the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt and teach it to me," Hao Shuai stated his condition directly.

"Our Yan family has rules: it's passed down to males, not females; it's passed down within the family, not to outsiders. This..." Yan Zhendong's expression changed, and he hesitated, saying.

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Think about it! Right now, let alone getting married and having children, you can't even afford to eat. If you were to starve to death, your Yan family would have no descendants. Then who would your family's secret manual be passed down to?" Hao Shuai reminded him.

Yan Zhendong felt that made sense. The extinction of his family line was more serious than the secret manual being passed outside the family!

Seeing that Yan Zhendong was starting to relent, Hao Shuai immediately deployed his greatest skill—spending money!

"This is a deposit. I'll give you the rest after the transaction is complete." Hao Shuai reached into his pocket, pretending to pull it from his pocket, but in reality, he took out a one-kilogram gold bar from his spatial storage and threw it directly in front of Yan Zhendong.

Yan Zhendong's attention was immediately captured by the gold bar. He didn't even have time to wonder how Hao Shuai could carry such a heavy gold bar on him. Upon hearing it was a deposit for him, he immediately reached out, grabbed the gold bar, bit it with his teeth to confirm it was real gold, and immediately agreed to sell the secret manual.