Chapter 8 Battle

Style: Historical Author: Three sleeps a dayWords: 3678Update Time: 24/01/18 09:19:45
"Master, when you were away a few days ago, that guy Li Ergou brought people to the store to cause trouble. Lao Wang couldn't find you, so he told me!"

"You said we could spare that kid Li Ergou, so you immediately found a dozen like-minded brothers and killed Li Ergou, which made Lao Wang very angry!"

"This wound on the face was accidentally left at that time. Li Ergou, a son of a bitch, didn't dare to confront us head-on. He was just playing dirty tricks. I also accidentally got hurt and lost your Face."

When Li Dashan said this, he glanced at Fang Jing secretly.

But he found that his young master was looking at him coldly.

Fang Jingzhi looked at Li Dashan's cramped hands and knew he didn't know where to place his hands, and knew that this guy was lying to her.

Maybe this guy really had a fight with Li Ergou.

But he definitely didn't beat the guy named Li Ergou as hard as he said.

With the strength of Li Dashan and his group, it would be impossible to completely crush Li Ergou.

Since the store opened, a gang of local ruffians headed by Li Ergou came to ask for protection money.

In line with the principle of recycling waste, Fang Jingzhi asked Li Dashan, who had been hanging out on the street, and several of his friends who did evil all day long to take up security work in the store.

Ever since, these people had sex with Li Ergou.

The two groups of people had a great time beating me and me sneaking up on you all day long.

The final result was that all the other local ruffian gangs in Qinhuai River, large and small, disappeared.

This wave belongs to Wanglao Chicken Dry Duck Duobao, and the drink is gone.

Fang Jingzhi gently pinched her smooth chin, feeling a little moved.

After all, this body of mine is still that of a young man, and he naturally has the blood of a young man in his bones.

How about trying it yourself?

Let the young and Dangerous boys of the Ming Dynasty accept the whipping of the divine fists of later generations?

"Da Shan, now here at Dinghuaimen, you and Li Ergou should be the only two groups competing for the chassis!" Fang Jingzhi asked.

Li Dashan nodded and said honestly: "Yes, young master, there used to be Zhang Sanluzi and the others, but they were scared away by me and Li Ergou. Now our store belongs to us, and most of the rest of the Qinhuai River The whole neighborhood is in Li Ergou’s hands.”

Fang Jingzhi pursed her lips slightly and continued to ask: "How are the protection fees going?"

"Master, according to what you said, the protection fee is one per hundred every day. The money earned every month is enough to support the brothers. I don't know the exact amount. Anyway, all the money I collect every month is given to Old Uncle Wang, he pays his brothers two thousand dollars of wages every month!" Li Dashan replied.

The protection fee thing also happened by chance.

After opening the store, the small vendors at the door also encountered gangsters who were asking for protection money, so Fang Jingzhi asked Li Dashan to help several vendors.

As a result, the vendors started paying protection fees to the store instead.

As Li Dashan's gang grew stronger, the protection fees collected increased.

Fang Jingzhi simply regulated the protection fee in Li Dashan's territory on a one-penny basis. For every one hundred penny earned, a penny protection fee was charged.

Compared with Li Ergou's five-for-a-hundred draw, it is definitely a good thing for the vendors in the territory.

And this is another way for Fang Jingzhi to make money besides opening a store.

How about unifying the protection fee transaction in Huaimen?

Although it is said that opening a shop makes a lot of money, and the court lady does not ask for money, but who would dislike having a lot of money!

Idle time is also idle, do it!

"Da Shan, after dinner, you go greet your brothers and make an appointment with Li Ergou in the evening."

"Master, do you want to fuck Li Ergou yourself?"

As soon as he heard about the fight, Li Dashan immediately became energetic.

Although he did not gain any advantage against Li Ergou, Li Ergou was not much better either. If the young master took action, Li Ergou would definitely do him to death.

Fang Jingzhi nodded: "Well, let's do it. The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle."

"Okay, Master, this slogan is really loud. After dinner, I will go and greet the brothers. I will not embarrass you tonight, Master." Li Dashan clenched his fists to express his stance.

He still firmly remembers the time when he was working as a salesman with the young master and encountered local gangsters. The young master yelled, wow, wow, and beat the local gangsters with crazy punches and fled. It was also that attack that completely turned a local gangster from a boatman to a dry road. From then on, he completely broke away from the gang of local ruffians and embarked on the right path.

Can it be louder? That’s how Lao Chen shouted to Lao Zhu back then!

Young people are always passionate, while adults think more.

Especially an old guy like Lao Wangtou who has matured with age.

Looking at the young man who was actively discussing and preparing for the war, Lao Wang put the tea cup in his hand on the stone table and looked at Fang Jingzhi with some worry.

Today's young master is the backbone of the family, and nothing should happen to him.

He slapped Li Dashan hard on the back. Lao Wang pointed at Li Dashan's nose and cursed angrily.

"You blind bitch, the young master has such a precious body, do you think that you dare to lead the young master into a fight like a weakling like you? The old man will pinch the soft body for you!"

After being slapped unexpectedly, Li Dashan turned around angrily and clenched his fists.

But when he turned around and saw Lao Wang's old face twisted with rage, he immediately loosened his clenched fists.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Today, Lao Wangtou is the head butler of the Fang family, in charge of his own fragile financial lifeline.

I can't afford it!

Seeing that he didn't dare to speak, Lao Wangtou didn't bother to talk to him. Instead, he turned to look at Fang Jingzhi and said: "Master, the family is not short of money, and there is no shortage of protection money. Nowadays, the sale of soaps in the shop is going up every day. He can bring hundreds of copper coins to the family every month, and the business is getting better and better. The boy at home came back and said that many people wanted to buy it but couldn't buy it. They came back to urge the old man. When he came back, the old man asked his mother-in-law to recruit a few more helpers, one How can I earn an extra hundred thousand yuan in Yue? Master, we don’t need a little bit of money for protection, but we don’t dare to fight with those ruffians!"

Lao Wang understands the fights between local gangsters for the chassis. He even participated in it when he was young. He also understands that without Li Dashan who can fight with local gangsters all day long, the business of his own store would not be so stable.

But he also has a bottom line.

That is, Fang Jingzhi must not be involved in this matter.

He even gave Li Dashan a lot of lessons for this purpose.

Why did you get caught by the government, dare to reveal the name of the young master, and make you so weak...

Facing an old man who was really good to him, what could Fang Jingzhi say? He could only roll his eyes at Li Dashan and tell you, a tough guy, to keep your voice down.

"Don't participate, don't participate. I was just having fun with Dashan. How can I, a young master with tender skin and tender flesh, mix with those tough guys!"

Hold on for the moment and do whatever you need to do later!

"Master, you really don't want to go!" Li Dashan suddenly became unhappy. He just said it well...

Fang Jingzhi immediately rolled his eyes: "Get out!"

"It's fine, Master, if you don't participate!" Old Wang glared at Li Dashan coldly, and then comforted Fang Jingzhi: "According to the old man, Master, you should pick up the books. Although this business is profitable, But after all, it is something that a lower-class person does. The old man’s family can help the young master take care of it, but the young master should still study and obtain fame in the future, and he can also honor his ancestors..."

Seeing Lao Wangtou going on and on about his philosophy that all people are inferior but only good at studying, Fang Jingzhi felt like her head was getting bigger.

Throughout the ages, being an official in other dynasties would not be a bad thing.

Cleaning up the prefecture in one year and earning one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver is no joke.

But being an official under Lao Zhu?

Don't you think you have a long life?

Fang Jingzhi slapped her forehead and said, "Old Wang, I'm hungry!"

Li Dashan chuckled happily.

When Lao Wang saw this, he was helpless.

Since he made money, he has tried to persuade her more than a dozen times, but to no avail.

My forehead hurts when I say it, or I'm just hungry!

I just hope that the young master can quickly find a wife, so that I can quickly find a husband for the young master.

Today, Lao Wang has completely tied his family to Fang Jingzhi and treats himself as a member of the Fang family.

Seeing Li Dashan, this tough guy, was still giggling.

He suddenly became angry and kicked him over, scolding: "You weak bitch, you didn't hear that the young master is hungry, why don't you hurry up and bring the food from the kitchen!"

In a short time, seven or eight plates of hot and cold dishes were served on the table.

Lao Wangtou also specially warmed the rice wine for Fang Jingzhi.

There is wine and meat, so it is natural to eat happily.

The food of Ming Dynasty is naturally different from that of later generations.

When she first arrived in Daming, Fang Jingzhi mostly cooked by herself. Later, when she took in Lao Wang's family, Lao Wangtou's mother-in-law cooked.

But the Wang family's aunt's craftsmanship is really inferior, not even as good as Old Wangtou's.

After going back and forth, the meals of the two families were all cooked by Lao Wangtou.

Old Wangtou once worked as a cook, and after being mentored by Fang Jingzhi, his current skills are definitely not what they used to be. Even the chefs of the big restaurants in Nanjing may not be able to compare with this old man.

Sometimes, Fang Jingzhi also wonders whether to open a restaurant for this old man.

He was so busy that he couldn't stop, and he didn't have to spend all day grinding to get his own merit.

After dinner, Li Dashan left. According to Fang Jingzhi's instructions, he was going to recruit his brothers and write a letter of challenge to Li Ergou.

Lao Wangtou stayed and reported this month's income to Fang Jingzhi.

"Master, we can't just sell soap in our store. Many of the shelves are empty and they don't look good, so the old man took it upon himself to collect some miscellaneous items from a village shop and sell them for 20 yuan. , not many were sold, but we got fifteen guan back, and the rest can probably be sold for about 20 guan. Then we have the soap business, which is getting better and better now. I bought the raw materials last month. The total cost of hiring craftsmen..."

Listening to Lao Wang's nagging, Fang Jingzhi had already become impatient.

After finally escaping from the oiran and eating melons from the Lan family, he was tired now and just wanted to get back in bed and have a good sleep.

"Old Wang, Uncle Wang, didn't I tell you that you don't need to tell me these things in the future? You can just take care of the things in the shop. You only need to tell me how much pure profit you make every month. And, what about copper coins? Take it home and hide it. Sometimes I won't go home for ten days and a half. Leave it here so that no one can steal it. Just save it. When you have saved enough, we can buy a big house. Okay. Okay, I'm going to bed, you should go home quickly, I even made an appointment with the oiran lady for a drink tonight!"

Seeing Fang Jingzhi turning her head and getting into bed, Lao Wang shook his head helplessly.

This young master of my own is too easy to trust.

This is not good. There are many bad people in this world.

However, isn't it precisely because of the young master's kindness that my family is willing to take the initiative to sell themselves?

With a loving look on his face, he helped the young master cover himself with a quilt.

Lao Wang then turned and left.

As he walked, he muttered.

"The young master is going to sleep with an oiran again, he should find a wife as soon as possible!"

"This oiran woman always spends money, and finding a wife can also make money for her family."

"Master!"

"What a prodigal!"