1890 King of Southeast Asia

In the summer of 1890, the sun was high in the sky, and the heat wave enveloped Sishui.

Under the high temperature, the entire Sishui Port was lazy, and people were at home or under the shade of trees to escape the heat.

Everything was so harmonious.

"Master, it's not good, it's not good, Master!" The hurried shouting interrupted the tranquility of Sishui.

"What happened? You are so flustered, how can you be so shameless." A wealthy middle-aged and elderly man said to the servant who was passing the message.

This is the Liu family of Sishui. In the entire Southeast Asian Chinese circle, Liu Wanhua, the famous head of the Liu family, is well-known.

"The young master fell into the water! He is unconscious, Shunyi is carrying the young master back!" The servant said breathlessly.

"What? How is Ming'er?" Liu Wanhua stood up anxiously.

"He is still unconscious now, I will be there soon, I will come back to report the news first!" The servant said anxiously

"I will go to see, you go to find a doctor quickly" Liu Wanhua said and went to the door to greet him.

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Liu Yiming felt very stuffy, suffocated, and had difficulty breathing.

He seemed to have a dream, a very long dream, in which strangers appeared one by one, speaking strange words. He clearly couldn't understand them, but he understood what they meant. The picture moved little by little.

In the dream, he was a Chinese living in Surabaya in the 19th century. Liu Yiming felt very strange. Why did I dream about this?

What am I doing? I'm traveling. Oh, I came to Surabaya. I won't encounter ghosts?

Oh! I encountered a storm. I should be dead, right?

! ! ! ? ? ?

"Ah!" Liu Yiming was awakened by fear!

"Master, you're awake. Wait a minute. I'll go tell the master." A girl ran out of the bedside.

"This is..." Liu Yiming had a headache. It was not a conflict of consciousness, but a layer of cloth wrapped around his head. The action of sitting up in shock from the dying illness just now pulled the wound!

"Did you travel through time?" After a while, Liu Yiming paid attention to observe the surroundings.

The decorations around him gave him a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, it's a headache." Liu Yiming finally decided to give up thinking.

"Just now, that man called me Young Master. Judging from the decorations, I should have traveled back to ancient times. I'm still a Young Master, which is good!" Liu Yiming forced himself to be energetic.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

"Yiming, how are you?" A middle-aged man said to him.

Liu Yiming looked at this man, and somehow blurted out

"Dad!"

Liu Yiming was stunned, and before he could react, his head hurt and he fainted again.

"Yiming, how are you, don't scare Dad!" Liu Wanhua was shocked three times a day today. His son fainted and woke up from time to time.

"Doctor, doctor! Come and take a look." Liu Wanhua shouted.

A gray-haired old man walked up, pinched Liu Yiming's wrist, and looked at Liu Yiming's face. After a long time

"Master Liu, don't worry. Your son just suffered a head injury, which hurt his mind. He will be fine after some recuperation." The doctor said after the diagnosis.

"But your son suffered a head injury after all. His memory may be lost, and his temperament may be very different. Master Liu, don't panic. It's all normal. As long as you take good care of him, it won't affect your son's life."

After hearing this, Liu Wanhua was greatly relieved.

"Thank you, Doctor Wang, Shunde!"

The servant who came to report the news stood up with a box.

"Doctor Wang, thank you for your trouble. It's a little gift."

"Master Liu is thoughtful."

After saying that, Doctor Wang didn't refuse. He accepted the box and left with a few disciples.

After Doctor Wang left, Liu Wanhua sat down, drank a sip of tea, and looked at the unconscious Liu Yiming.

"Shunde, Shunyi, tell me, what's going on!" Liu Wanhua suppressed his anger and asked the two servants.

"Master, I don't know who told me today that the Dutch fleet was coming to Sishui Port, so I had to go and see it. On the way back from the visit, I passed by the river and saw several natives robbing a child's money. I was so angry that I went to separate them. Unexpectedly, a native suddenly took out a knife. In order to avoid it, I fell into the river. The native also hit me with a stone..." Shunyi said.

"Native?" Liu Wanhua couldn't suppress his anger.

"I know that native. He is from the Hassan tribe. It was he who took out the knife." Shunde said.

Hearing about the Hassan tribe, Liu Wanhua calmed down all of a sudden.

"You guys go down, take a few days off, heal your wounds, and then come to take care of the young master."

Seeing that Shunde and Shunyi also had marks of being beaten, Liu Wanhua asked them to go and heal their wounds first.

Liu Wanhua, who was still furious just now, was now in a mess and no longer as calm as usual. He ordered the maid to take care of Liu Yiming, and then hurried out with his entourage.

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Liu Yiming felt a sharp pain in his head, and the memories of his original body were gradually appearing before his eyes. This kind of receiving a large amount of information in a short period of time was also the reason why Liu Yiming fell into a coma.

It felt like a century had passed before Liu Yiming recovered from the pain and slowly opened his eyes.

"Water!" Liu Yiming spoke with difficulty.

"Master! Water, water is coming, water is coming." The maid was surprised to feed Liu Yiming water.

"How long have I slept?" After drinking the water, Liu Yiming felt a little stronger.

"Master has been in a coma for two days and one night. If it weren't for Doctor Wang saying that Master is fine..." The maid didn't say anything more.

"Okay, let's go out first, let me be quiet!" Liu Yiming was going to integrate the memory in his head, "Yes, call the kitchen to give some food."

Liu Yiming closed his eyes and thought about it. This life is only 18 years old, and he looks like a jade, but his body is a bit weak.

"So, I was killed by a storm at that time. Do you cross here? Are it called Liu Yiming? Is it a coincidence?"

After sorting out the memory, the stomach gurgled hungry, and the girl came in with the sea cucumber porridge.

"Master, you can't eat ..." Before the girl said, Liu Yiming took away the bowl and drank the two.

"Is there any else?" The porridge stomped, the stomach was just calmed, and then the more violent hunger came.

Looking at Liu Yiming in front of him, the girl dare not say no, but did not say it.

"Forget it, I'm going!" Liu Yiming thought about the place where the kitchen was, and simply went.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw a jar of sea ginseng porridge in the hot water. Liu Yiming came out and opened it with the jar. A jar of porridge under the belly, finally a little bit.

The hunger is not so strong, but I am still hungry. I looked at the kitchen and had a lot of ingredients, but there was nothing to eat directly, so I adhering to my own hands, full of clothes and food, and started cooking.

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"What are you doing here?" Liu Wanhua heard his son awake and hurried back from his friend's house, but did not see someone in his son's room. I was looking for someone, passing by the kitchen, but found a few people around the kitchen door.

"Ah? This, Master, Master is eating ..." Xiao Xun stopped talking.

"Why should I go, what's so good to eat?" Liu Wanhua walked in when he heard his son inside.

Then he understood why Xiao Yan stopped talking. Liu Yiming ate four ducks, two fish over ten pounds, and now he was holding a ham.

"Yiming, what does it feel? Is it uncomfortable?" Liu Wanhua was scared. Whoever can eat so much, eating too much will eat people badly.

"It's okay, Dad, it's just right, I'm full!" In fact, it was just half full, but Liu Yiming was also scared.

"Well, go to wash, wait for my room, I have something to say to you." Liu Wanhua originally wanted to say something, but thought of what was talking about these two days, I didn't say much. "It won't be worse anyway, just live!"

"Good father." Liu Yiming was perfunctory.

After Liu Wanhua left, Liu Yiming ordered the kitchen to make a table, all of which were big dishes, and whole chickens and geese. Then go back to the room to wash. On the way to Liu Wanhua's room, I was thinking about the movements and details of the original body and people.

"Daddy, what's the matter?" Liu Yiming was curious, and he had to go to the room.

Liu Wanhua explored under the desk for a long time.

"Yiming, this is a boat ticket. This is most of our family's assets. All the money that can be pumped here is here. You will leave tomorrow and go to British Geely. Without my news, never come back!"

Liu Wanhua took out a ticket and a small book, one was a ticket, and the book was a ticket for the Royal Geely Bank.

Liu Yiming opened a record and turned directly to the last page.

One two, three, four, six, six zero, one in front of 2.

Two million, still the pound. Looking at this number, Liu Yiming was thundered fiercely. You must know that Zhijing's two cruisers, the British sold only 1.7 million silver, at this time equivalent to the pound of 50,000.

This is ten 2,55 tons of cruisers! Intersection Intersection At this time, the small basin that was not very good has not yet been replaced, and the ship was also a shell on the board, with a maximum range of 4,000 tons of ships. Ten ships were already enough to destroy its joint fleet.

Liu Yiming took a deep breath and looked at Liu Wanhua.

"Father, why is this?"

Liu Yiming did not understand why Liu Wanhua was like this, not just this big money, but to give him this money. The business of the family did not do it? And why do you send him to Ying Gei?

Liu Wanhua looked at his son's doubt and took a deep breath ...