Bailang never thought that one day he would be called for questioning by a village chief.
It stands to reason that this would be just a matter of ordinary people, but it would seem extremely weird if it were to happen to someone from a knife studio.
The so-called "li long" actually has the same meaning as Bailang's common sub-district office director in another world. He even manages a wider range of things than the sub-district office director. Not only the trivial matters between neighbors, but also some public security disputes can also be involved. He is a small official who is not registered but has real power. In addition to salary and salary, he can also receive a salary from the Yamen every month.
Although he is a petty official and is not even listed in the official list, under real power, the benefits are not simply judged on the basis of small and big officials. And even though they are all li chiefs, the advantages that li chiefs in different places can gain are very different.
For example, in the terraced house where Bai Lang currently lives, there is almost zero oil and water, and there is endless peeling all day long. If it were not for the forced living of three melons and two dates, no one would be willing to do it?
But if it's the length of the East Market, it's completely different. The greasy meat that passes through every day can fatten people to death. After a lot of profit sharing, what finally fell into the hands was enough to support a wife and concubines, who could live a prosperous life with enough food and clothing and gold and silver.
But generally speaking, such a petty official in the yamen can't control the influence of the Dao Guan. Either nothing happens to the people in the knife shop, or something happens to them, which is a big deal. Even the yamen try to let the sword shop solve the problem on its own without intervening. Even if there is any evildoing, the sword master will be notified to clean up the house himself.
So when Bailang received the words brought back by his younger brothers and sisters, he was a little confused for a while.
The headmaster at the school asked Bailang to go to Bailang tomorrow to talk about compensation for the decoction and medicine expenses.
Is this the last resort that people from Dazhangzhuang came up with? A group of business owners, the Shunshun Dangdang generations, have actually ignored the knife shop to this extent? Is it because I live outside the city that my understanding of knife shops is superficial?
Not to mention Bai Lang, even the younger brothers and sisters were curious as to why the village chief was involved in this matter.
To see or not to see?
The next day, Bai Lang went to see Zhou Dong first. Zhou Dong laughed loudly and said, "See you, why not? You, a street wanderer, don't have the weight to let a group of self-righteous fools from Dazhangzhuang spend so much effort. And in the end, that's it." It's all a matter between children, and it shouldn't be so arrogant. I guess Dazhangzhuang may be taking this matter from you to test the knife studio's attitude.
Interesting! How long has it been since there was no such person who dared to think about the knife shop? "
"Okay, I'll go see the village chief right away. I'll talk to Brother Zhou when I get back." Bai Lang said cheerfully. He came to Zhou Dong not to ask for any advice, but to spread the news. Zhou Dong is an old man on the street, so collecting information is his duty. And this is really weird. I'll tell you in advance that if there are any changes later, I can borrow the strength of the sword shop for use.
"By the way, how was your mission? Did you see Zeng Fei?"
"I've met him. I've also had a lot of chats with him. It seems to be going well so far."
"Tsk, tsk, are you kidding me?"
"How can I do that? In front of Brother Dong, how can I dare to boast? It's just that the contact went smoothly. Zeng Fei is so broke and unable to move. The trouble is still there. If he wants to close the accounts, he has to wait and see. I guess There should be results in ten days and a half. If I screw up by then, I wonder if I will be scolded by Master Liu?"
"What are you afraid of? Didn't Mr. Liu say it before? Whether it succeeds or fails, it won't be a problem for you. After all, there are many old fritters in this task who are helpless, and it can't be any worse. But I think You boy have a chance!"
"Ah? Brother Dong believes in me so much?"
"Hey, I trust my intuition. When you heard about this mission, you looked calm and relaxed. Maybe you had something in mind at that time, right?"
"Brother Dong understands me best. But the plan has not been completed yet, wait..."
"Okay, I won't ask you this. There is no need to explain it in front of me. Just remember what Mr. Liu said about success and failure."
After bidding farewell to Zhou Dong, Bai Lang found out of curiosity the head of the school district who had left him a message. The appointment place was a tea stall. Located on the corner of the street, very simple. Generally, traveling salesmen or passing drivers will spend a penny to pack some tea here. You can also sit and rest your feet.
"Bai Lang?"
"Well, are you Zhang Lichang?" Bai approached the tea stall. Because it was still early in the morning, there was actually only one person in the stall. The man saw Bailang and tentatively called his name. It also means that the other party is the chief that Bai Lang wants to meet.
He is said to be an "official", but his temperament has nothing to do with the word "official". Not only is he fat and round, but his face is sinister, and he looks like one of those old gangsters who scare people on the street. It looks very cruel, but in fact, it scares the sight of blood. There are quite a few people like this in Bailang. When the person in front of him came over for the first time, he knew it in his mind, and he probably guessed which way the other person was going to take.
Although I thought it was funny, I decided to follow him a few steps to see how far the other party could perform.
"sit!"
Zhang Li had a straight face, and a pair of small eyes on his face exuded a "dangerous" afterglow. Quite impressive. He pointed to the stool next to him and asked Bai Lang to sit down and talk. Then he pushed the teapot in front of Bai Lang, indicating that he wanted to drink water and pour it himself.
Bailang was not polite and thanked him. After sitting down, he poured himself a cup of tea.
"Why did Mr. Zhang ask his younger brothers and sisters to send a message for me?"
"Bailang, Mingren doesn't tell secrets. Your brother beat someone up. You don't think you can get over it just like that, right? Dazhangzhuang came to you to talk about the money for soup and medicine. You pretended not to know, and you didn't pay back. This matter Are you not honest? Or do you dare to bully the honest people of Dazhangzhuang like this just because of your status as a swordsman?" After saying that, he glared at Bailang.
Bai Lang smiled and said, "Just hit me. Do you want the money for the soup and medicine? No problem. But if you ask, you will get one gold. This is not the money for the medicine but the burial fee, right?"
"Bai Lang, I'm here to talk to you, don't be rude to me. The cost of one gold decoction and medicine is too much, you can pay back the amount. If it doesn't work, take that bastard of yours home and lock him up for more than half a year. , it’s okay to miss this session of the school, Dazhangzhuang said that they can let things be bygones..."
Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, a crisp sound rang out from Zhang Lichang's left cheek. With great force, it first caused his whole head to turn to the right quickly, and then the force continued, causing Zhang Lichang's entire fat body to move. The leader turned half a circle, fell off the stool, and half-knelt on the ground.
Puff puff...
The fleshy and fierce face was visibly bruised and swollen, as if spitting, and the two back molars coughed out blood from the mouth.
"You..." Before Zhang Lizhang could come to his senses, a short knife was already fixed on his neck.
"Go back and tell the people in Dazhangzhuang that I will play with them slowly. Don't let them give in!"
