On Daxi Road, a small inner lane was almost hidden and difficult to find. Cheng Biguang took Yang Yuanzhao for about 10 minutes before walking to the front of a typical Shanghai house. He knocked on the door. A delicate girl, about fifteen or sixteen, opened the door and was delighted when she saw Cheng Biguang first, then fell on Yang Yuanzhao, with a slightly confused expression on her face.

"Chunfeng, he is my little brother, go get some tea. I heard Erniu brought me some Wuyi Mountain tea!"

"Yes!" Chunfeng said in a low voice, then turned around and left.

Yang Yuanzhao didn't say anything. The officers in old China had many concubines. He didn't know if they were from the outer room or concubine, so he didn't dare to say much.

When I walked into the room, it was a two-story building with living room, kitchen and other things below, and bedroom above. Yang Yuanzhao was led into a guest room. It looked like a small house with only a dozen square meters and a table was placed. It looked a bit dilapidated, but very clean.

Cheng Biguang saw Yang Yuanzhao's eyes a little, glared at him and said, "This is my niece!"

Then, he introduced the origin of the girl just now. It turned out that this was the daughter of his former robes. In the Battle of Dadonggou in 1894, the Beiyang Navy was pale, but there were thousands of people who were buried in Dadonggou. The girl was named Xing Chunfeng. His father was the former robes of Cheng Biguang, the commander of Guangbing. The military situation was like fire. The Beiyang Navy was defeated. Even the captain of Guangbing at that time, Cheng Biguang, was shot and injured. It was not Xing Chunfeng's father who saved him. He might also be buried in that sea area.

When Xing Daolun died, Xing Chunfeng was only 2 years old. For so many years, her mother had been pulling her. Cheng Biguang met them again by chance, so he brought them orphans and widows here to take care of them. It only took only 6 years.

Cheng Biguang said in a casual manner, spreading out the painful history of more than ten years ago in a straightforward manner. Yang Yuanzhao knew very well the impact of that war. The two strongest people who developed in East Asia won the war, Japan, which won the war, stepped on the fast lane, completed industrialization, and seized the opportunity to become one of the great powers. However, China, known as the central power, missed the best development opportunity and eventually reached the abyss that would never be restored.

Xing Chunfeng came in with a cup of tea and brought an old-style kettle. Cheng Biguang waved his hand and said, "Chunfeng, go and rest. When we finish drinking, we will leave by ourselves. How is your mother?"

"She...!" Xing Chunfeng said, tears couldn't help falling.

Just as he went upstairs, Yang Yuanzhao saw that there should be three rooms on the top of this small building. On the top of the building, he also smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine. Obviously, there were patients here.

Cheng Biguang sighed, touched his pocket, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face. Yang Yuanzhao observed his expression and quickly took out the check book from his arms, which was 50 pounds and handed it to Cheng Biguang. Cheng Biguang saw it and was slightly surprised, but he still handed it to Xing Chunfeng, saying: "Please take these, buy medicine for your mother, remember to go to Citibank to exchange it!"

"This!" Xing Chunfeng obviously had never seen a check, and was a little confused. She recognized a few words slightly, but all the check books of Citibank were in English. She knew that it was written by foreigners, but she didn't know what it was.

"This is a ticket number, 50 pounds. Do you know that the British currency can be about 500 yuan!"

Xing Chunfeng understood this point. Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide. Such money can definitely be considered a huge sum in Shanghai. It is enough for a family of four to live a comfortable life for several years. Her mother has always been weak and sick, and the expenses within a year will not exceed 30. With this amount of money, he can make his mother live a better life.

Cheng Biguang continued: "Okay, I will ask Cheng Hu to come and help, let him take you with you, it will be safer!"

Xing Chunfeng went down, Cheng Biguang looked at Yang Yuanzhao and sighed: "Thank you, Brother Yang!"

"What's this about Brother Yuguang? Compared to you talents, I'm afraid that all I have is money!"

"Talent!" Cheng Biguang laughed dryly, then looked at Yang Yuanzhao and suddenly asked, "What do you think of this world?"

Yang Yuanzhao was stunned. He never expected that Cheng Biguang would ask him this question. According to what he knew about Cheng Biguang's experience, Cheng Biguang should be inclined to revolution. Otherwise, before and after the Revolution of 1911, after he participated in the coronation ceremony of the British King, he would not have changed his flags and flags directly and joined the Republic of China. But now, he is an official from the Qing Dynasty. What does this mean?

Seeing Yang Yuanzhao hesitating, Cheng Biguang laughed and said, "I have nothing else to mean, you probably don't know, I have joined the revolutionary party!"

Yang Yuanzhao was stunned. He seemed to be unable to make any sense. Cheng Biguang, the director of the Navy's Shipbuilding Administration and the commander of the cruiser, actually joined the Revolutionary Party?

Cheng Biguang said leisurely: "Many people know about this. In 1894, after the defeat of Beiyang, I was idle at home. My brother and Sun Yixian had a good relationship, so I joined the Xingzhonghui. In 1895, the uprising failed and I ran to Nanyang. Later, I met Li Zhongtang, and then I turned back to China!"

Yang Yuanzhao didn't know that Cheng Biguang had such a history. Sun Yat-sen's fellow villager joined the Xingzhonghui. No wonder he asked this question.

"Director Cheng, I am not a revolutionary and I never thought about revolution!"

"Oh, may you be the royalist party!"

"I'm not a royalist, I just want to do something practical. China's life is too hard and China is too backward!"

"Who said it was not? Take more than 10 years ago for example. The tonnage of the Chinese fleet is stronger than that of Japan, but why it was defeated? The reason is that it was lagging behind. The fleet was broken and there was no way to repair it. Various shells had poor performance. These, hey..."

Cheng Biguang inevitably mentioned more than 10 years ago. Obviously, that battle was very profound in his impression. Yang Yuanzhao was not an experienced person and could not experience the naval spirit cultivated in the smoke of artillery fire.

"Director Cheng, my wish is to save the country through industry, whether it is revolution or Qing Dynasty, in the final analysis, people must have real things to live. China now needs to import everything, produce very little, and people are living in poverty. I studied machinery in the UK and have also dabbled in agriculture. I want to use what I have learned as much as possible to let the people live a better life!"

"Okay!" Before Yang Yuanzhao finished speaking, Cheng Biguang applauded. As a naval officer, Cheng Biguang did not know nothing about the Westernization and industrialization. Especially after knowing that Yang Yuanzhao's intention, he asked about Yang Yuanzhao's development direction. When he knew that Yang Yuanzhao could establish foreign fire, foreign cloth, and foreign markets, he was excited and praised repeatedly.

Yang Yuanzhao looked at the excited Cheng Biguang and felt aroused, saying, "Brother Avoiding Guang, why don't I pay for it, you will be able to set up some enterprises in Shanghai. I will take out the income and provide all the watercraft with it!"

"What to do?"

"Foreign fire, foreground, or just make a weaving layout!" Yang Yuanzhao said that China in this era lacked almost everything, so these industries can be profitable as long as they are built and managed a little. Moreover, he has many ideas. With the help of later generations' knowledge and materials, some machines in this era can be modified to increase efficiency and stability, so that the possibility of profit is greater.

"Easy gray, fire, weaving and layout are not allowed!" Cheng Biguang shook his head and said, it turned out that there are similar companies in Beiyang, not only in the base camp Tianjin, but also in Shanghai, and corresponding markets have been formed. Even if Cheng Biguang is the director of the Ship Administration Department, he cannot rashly enter those fields. I am afraid that the only thing he can do is some sales and distribution work.

Cheng Biguang and Yang Yuanzhao quickly reached a consensus on this point. Yang Yuanzhao and the Yang family were responsible for organizing the supply of goods. In the early days, the Yang family organized some things from Shanxi or Wuhan, and sold by the navy, mainly some daily necessities and daily necessities. By the way, Habi will adjust a batch of intimate foreign goods for them through the relationship of foreign companies, so that they can support them first, which is enough to solve the employment of more than ten people, and provide a batch of resources for the navy every month. As for the personnel, it is easier to find. There are thousands of people in the navy, countless relatives and friends, and the children of the navy who have died in the line of duty over the years. Just like Xing Chunfeng just now, she almost certainly occupies a place.

We had a great conversation. It was late at night when Yang Yuanzhao and Cheng Biguang left. The narrowness was so dark that only the stars in the sky were bright and shining.
Chapter completed!