Jinshan Restaurant

My name is Chen Ah Shui. In 1895, the ship sank, and what went down with the ship was my father's mouth. Later he died on the railway without even getting his wages back. I said to myself, we can never let anyone owe us anything in this life! From dock coolie to Chinese street talker, I used my brain and a Magnum pistol. I have worked as a translator for white bosses and as a translator for Irish people. I understand the laws of Eagle Country and the rules of the streets. In this street, when Chinese people encounter trouble, they will eventually come to me. I don't recognize any emperor or president, I only recognize that starting from this Huaxia Street, my compatriots must live like human beings.