Song Tianyao was holding a colorful cigarette in his arms and stood outside the reporting room of the Huangzhukeng Police Training School. Although it was just early May, the weather was almost thirty degrees during the day. In addition, he was among the crowd queuing for interviews, which made people feel even more stuffy and irritable. It took not long, and the sweatshirt and trousers that Song Tianyao wore had been penetrated by sweat and stuck to his body.

Although Song Tianyao had just turned 18 at this time, he was actually a middle-aged man of 35 years old. For some reason, Song Tianyao, the boss of an industrial company who was executed in 2015, traveled to Hong Kong in 1951 and was the young man with the same name as him.

Song Tianyao was rich and noble in the last life, but Song Tianyao was born in a squatter family. The family of four was crowded in a wooden house of less than 20 square meters and lived a hard life. His father Song Chunliang was a shoemaker and relied on setting up stalls on the street to repair shoes every day. His mother Zhao Meizhen worked as a handyman in a teahouse. Song Tianyao also had a fifteen-year-old sister Song Wenwen, who sold refreshments in the women's teahouse.

Like more than 400,000 poor households in Hong Kong, Song Tianyao's family lives at the bottom of the city.

However, this family has seen a glimmer of hope recently, that is, Song Tianyao is over 18 years old and can apply for a police training school. After five months of graduation, he can become a military uniform policeman.

In 1951, a newly-employed military policeman earned 120 Hong Kong dollars a month, plus gray income, and the money he received could reach 300 Hong Kong dollars a month. For a poor family like the Song family, the monthly income of 300 Hong Kong dollars is already an astronomical figure.

Song Chunliang goes out early and comes back late every day to repair shoes on the street, and Zhao Meizhen works hard to wash dishes and sweep the floor in the teahouse. The combined monthly income of the two of them is not 200 yuan.

However, police training schools are not allowed to take the exam casually. In addition to being healthy and having a good facial features, you also need to know how to read and understand Chinese newspapers. These two points can be ignored. The most important thing is that you have to have money to give Chinese interviewers. Only when the other party receives enough benefits can you enter the police training school and wear the tiger skin that represents the identity of the Royal Hong Kong police.

At this time, Song Tianyao was carrying a huge amount of 3,000 Hong Kong dollars that his parents had pieced together, waiting for his name to be called in the reporting room.

In fact, Song Tianyao has no interest in whether to be a policeman or not. Although being a policeman in this era is definitely the first choice for the children of Hong Kong civilians. Only after failing to pass the police examination can they go to seek other ways of life, Song Tianyao knew that even if Lei Luo, who became the director of the General Secretary of the China National Independent Commission Against Corruption at this time, was he going to run away obediently? Could it be that a man who traveled through time once and became a corrupt policeman worth only 500 million in his lifetime? In the end, he was old and dead and could not return to his hometown?

On the contrary, Hong Kong was in chaos after the war. All the famous Hong Kong financial tycoons in later generations took advantage of the situation and soared into the sky. If Song Tianyao really wanted to choose, he would rather not take the police academy than go to the business field to gain wealth.

Let’s take a step back, the Hong Kong military uniform police in 1951 was a completely high-risk occupation. Because many defeated Kuomintang soldiers were exiled to Hong Kong, many of them hid guns, and were living in Hong Kong without any personal pennilessness, and had combat experience, so they were indispensable to doing some unsuccessful business. From 1949 to 1951, there were more than ten uniform police officers shot in the street, and more than 30 were beaten and robbed of guns. The police took to patrol the streets and did not dare to act alone. There were gun killings and kidnapping cases every day, but the case was piled up and higher, and the case was far away. On the one hand, the police were inaction, and on the other hand, because of the serious shortage of manpower, the total population of Hong Kong had exceeded 1.5 million mark, but all the police officers in the Hong Kong police force had only more than 9,000 people.

Zhao Wenye was shocked by what Song Tianyao said, and his eyes were about to pop out. How could it be? His cousin was the young man with the most literacy in the wooden house area of ​​Jialin Border Road. When he was a child, he learned to read and write with his grandfather. Even the pharmacy on the street sometimes couldn't be busy and asked his cousin to help copy the prescription. Since the beginning of this year, his uncle and aunt had already promoted the news that his cousin was going to take the police academy. Everyone in the wooden house area also believed that his cousin would definitely get into the police. Now, his cousin actually told himself that he had lost the election? And he would never be allowed to take the exam again?

"Brother Yao, isn't there enough money? I'll borrow money from the brothers on the dock immediately. If it's not enough, we can borrow usury..." Zhao Wenye's lips were trembling, and even his hands began to tremble unconsciously when he said this.

He knew too well the importance of having an extra police relative. He had already told his boss about this to his boss at the Shanghuan Wharf, and the boss had already spoken. As long as Song Tianyao passed the police examination, his uncle would no longer have to repair his shoes every day. He could go to the dock warehouse to help order goods. His monthly wages were 150 yuan. He could also turn from a coolie who made money by piece counting money into a "fundailor" at the dock warehouse (the person who was responsible for helping the coolie calculate wages with wooden sticks at the dock). He would earn at least ten yuan a day, and even his aunt would not have to wash dishes and sweep the floor, and could change a relaxed and more expensive job in the teahouse.

"It's not about money. I've said three thousand words. That bastard would still drive me out in one go. There must be other reasons. Sooner or later, I can find out." Song Tianyao patted Zhao Wenye's shoulder with a cigarette hand and said indifferently.

A rickshaw stopped next to the two of them quickly. Zhao Wenye also wanted to persuade his cousin to save money. After all, two thousand Hong Kong dollars were borrowed. If he couldn't get into the police academy, he had to pay it back to his neighbors. Taking a rickshaw from the South District of Hong Kong Island to Central Wharf would cost at least 70 cents. It would be better for the two of them to walk over. Seven cents can buy two bowls of pig blood porridge to fill the stomach, and there was still one cent left. However, looking at Song Tianyao's expression, Zhao Wenye lowered his head and didn't say it.

"Go to the Central Wharf." Song Tianyao and Zhao Wenye also came up and ordered the coachman.

The two wheels of the rickshaw flexibly turned around in place, and the rim spokes made a series of slight sounds, carrying the two towards the Central Wharf.

Central Pier, at the narrowest point of Victoria Bay, is located far away from Tsim Sha Tsui. Green and white star ferries shuttle back and forth before Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, transporting all kinds of people across the sea.

A flight of less than two kilometers can only be reached in seven minutes. A boat is charged for one yuan per person every five minutes, and it is perfect for wind and rain.

Sitting on the small wheel of the sky, Song Tianyao gently patted the shiny wooden seat, looked at Hong Kong Island, which was thrown behind him and muttered to himself:
Chapter completed!