Chapter 54 The invisible doorway

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In fact, after all, Qianfang is not a serious business, and even the word "business" seems weird when placed on Qianfang. It should be more appropriate to use "activities".

Because what Qianfang sells is neither goods nor services, but a kind of "lucky" and "windfall dream" that only exist in delusions.

All measures of business are inappropriate and unnecessary for Qianfang. It is in a league of its own and there will never be any loss of money or lack of sales. It can even be said to be a monopoly in Yongchuan City. At least he monopolized all money-related financial resources in the entire East City and South City.

Does this kind of business require any sophisticated thinking or unique business methods? Need, but not much. And these are things that the shopkeeper needs to consider. As the town hall, Bailang didn't need to think about this at all.

So what does Bailang need to do as a town hall? To put it bluntly, it is a town scene.

Even taking into account the business of cheating, Bailang's task was so simple that he didn't need to use his brain.

At least that's what it seems.

But inside, Bailang understood that it might be something else.

After a brief meeting with his subordinate Yao Daozi, he dispersed the people and formed three groups. After the manpower was added, each group would have almost ten people. From now on, they will work in three shifts. Keep an eye on the inside and outside of Qianfang, even if it hasn't opened yet. In Bailang's words, you can't just take money and do nothing, but you can also get familiar with the industry.

"See the town hall!"

"No need to be polite, we are all family members, sit around and chat while eating."

Bailang was treating guests to a small tavern next to Qianfang. There were no private rooms. He took a seat in the corner by the window. He ordered a table of solid dishes that could be put on the table, and drank a few kilograms of old wine. The guest he invited was Two waist knives who met for the first time today.

"Zhentang is so polite!"

One of them is Zhang Wu and the other is Wang Bing. While thanking him politely, he pulled out a stool and sat down, sitting on the left and right sides of Bai Lang.

"Brothers, please don't dislike it. This meal is a bit simple. The main reason is that money is tight for the time being. When the time is better, we can invite the two brothers to the flower building to have fun." Bai Lang saw the two of them sitting down, so he mentioned The wine pot filled the wine bowls for the two of them, and while talking, he motioned to drink a bowl first.

With a bowl of old wine as a base, Bai Lang took a comfortable sip of alcohol. His expression did not change, but his eyes shone, as if he had entered a certain state. On the contrary, Zhang Wuhao and Wang Bing, two tall and thick men, drank a large bowl in one gulp and suddenly had a look of alcohol on their faces.

At the same time, Zhang Wu and Wang Bing were secretly stunned, thinking that this Bai Zhentang seemed to have an unusual amount of alcohol!

Sure enough, after three bowls of wine, Bailang started talking about things. At this time, Zhang Wu and Wang Bing were already a little dizzy after three bowls of wine. They quickly stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into their mouths to suppress the rising alcohol odor.

"The two brothers are old men in the Qianfang. You are the most familiar with the connections in the Qianfang. Unlike me, a layman, who is still a black eye even though I am a town hall, I still need a lot of help from the two brothers!" "

Bailang poured wine for the two of them again, but he didn't feel drunk at all. And observed the two people in front of him.

It is said that people tell the truth after drinking. Although it may not always be true, at least after drinking, you can clearly see the habits and dispositions of many people that can be hidden at ordinary times. This is still very important to him. After all, the only people he can really use at the moment are the two waist knives from Liu Xu's lineage. If there is no problem, he will focus on arranging the manpower in Qianfang with the two of them. If it's not suitable, he has to find another way.

"What did the Zhentang say? Mr. Liu has given instructions. If the Zhentang has any errands, just arrange it for us. Whether it's a walk-in or a scraper, we will definitely not let the Zhentang down!"

"Yes! Zhentang can definitely rest assured. We have been working in Qianfang for almost ten years. We have worked in both halls and gut scrapers. No one knows the depth and depth of the water there better than us. Zhentang wants to know We must tell you everything we know!”

Even though Zhang and Wu were drunk at this time, they both forced themselves to calm down. While suppressing their drunkenness, they quickly put down their chopsticks to express their determination.

Zhang Wu and Wang Bing regretted not paying a visit in the past two days. They had actually been greeted by Liu Xu before. But the little bit of "jealousy" and "suspiciousness" in their hearts made them decide to follow the crowd and wait for two more days, waiting for Bailang to officially show up before going up to contact him. But he didn't expect that Bai Lang would overturn all the suspicion and teasing about him as soon as he showed up. Not only did they directly miss the opportunity to provide help in times of need, they would also definitely end up with a "score".

So Zhang Wu and Wang Bing wanted to make up for the bad impression they had caused from behind.

So without waiting for Bai Lang to ask questions, the two of them recounted every aspect of their involvement in Qianfang in the past ten years. Whether it's the rules of the money shop on the surface, or the tricks of the money shop secretly, or about the preferences and habits of Yu Ping and Liu She, or even the little tricks in dealing with some things, they are all poured out without reservation.

Bailang listened and served Zhang and Wang with vegetables and wine. The brows are sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.

After a meal, it went straight into the night. Seeing that the tavern owner didn't dare to speak, Bai Lang ended the invitation with a smile. After paying the bill, I left an extra ten cents as compensation for closing time. Then he waved goodbye to Zhang Wu and Wang Bing, who were already eighty percent drunk.

It was late at night on the way home, and Bailang walked very slowly. What was in his mind were the tips Zhang Wu and Wang Bing told him at the wine table.

Things related to walking in the hall are actually not complicated, but they are definitely not simple.

Bailang summed it up by focusing on his moves and making every face familiar. Be soft when you should be soft, be hard when you should be hard. And at critical moments, you need to be alert and careful with your mouth. Because the Qianfang received not only gamblers and wealthy businessmen, but also young men with yamen backgrounds. Money is one thing, but face sometimes needs to be carefully maintained.

Taking good care of all aspects of face is the most difficult part.

Compared to walking in the hall, the money-making career that the gut-scraping boy is working on is much more foul-smelling, cruel, and even less publicized, and is rarely even discussed. Because once this kind of thing breaks out, the knife shop will also be suppressed in the yamen. Don't go too far. If you go too far, you won't be able to let people know. This is what the gut scraper does.

To use Wang Bing’s words of 70% drunk and 30% awake to describe the vicious and ferocious inner confession of Gut-Scraper: I often can’t sleep, and I don’t dare to think about what will happen to me one day, because I can’t expect anything even if I do all the bad things. Well done.

It can be seen that although the job of the intestine scraper is to put it bluntly, it is to release and collect water. But beneath its apparent simplicity, it is ferocious and sinister. Otherwise, the words "Guaguazi" wouldn't have been pressed on his head.

"There are a lot of things to learn." Bailang sighed inwardly as he approached the door of his home. Don't look at his steady steps. In fact, he didn't have much confidence in the town hall's errands.