Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 214 Touching Devil Six's Porcelain
As an authentic Manchurian, Jia Liu was still young, and he didn't know that the term "Pengci" was invented by the Eight Banners.

In the earliest days, a group of Bannermen’s children who had fallen into poverty took to the streets with their worthless porcelain. When they encountered Han people passing by, they deliberately smashed the porcelain, falsely claiming that it was a valuable antique, and then blackmailed them with their noble national identity. The other party's money.

It’s okay for the Han people not to give money, the yamen talk!

What is Yamen?
The yamen is the yamen that upholds justice for the children of the Eight Banners.

Entering the yamen is not a matter of spending a small amount of money, but getting a lot of money.

Therefore, the Eight Banners disciples will either not make a move, or they will definitely make a move.

Later generations will call this extortion.

Of course, this is how low-level bannermen play.

The high-ranking bannerman's game is to engage officials exclusively. Although they occasionally trick the bannermen, the focus is on Han officials.

The method is not to engage in porcelain, but to stare at the officials who like to go to kilns.

Because the law of the Qing Dynasty forbids officials to be prostitutes, once they are reported, the consequences will be very serious.

Whether it is to spend money to eliminate disasters, or to ask the court to take off the top hat, officials know how to weigh the pros and cons.

Shu Lun is touching porcelain.

The son of the dignified vice president, does he not know what the double-eyed flower feathers represent?
But the more powerful these two pheasant feathers are, the more powerful Mr. Shu will be.

Big fish, big fish!

If it is said that there is a lack of money to spend, Young Master Shu is definitely not.

The problem is that there are a bunch of banner people's children who hang out with him, as well as domestic slaves, Han people from outer cities, etc. The big lineup means big expenses.

In addition, there are quite a few ignorant and lazy people in this group of people, and even Mr. Shu, who is a crooked man, has learned a lot from him.

Just now, those eyes were dazzling, not to mention Mr. Shu's heart was moved, those people were even more ecstatic in their hearts, knowing that they had met a big enemy today.

If you don't kill him for a few thousand taels, I'm sorry for the man who went all the way!
Hey, double-eyed Hualing, great strength.

Jia Jia Shikai, the first-class bodyguard in front of the imperial court, and Ba Tulu are just a stick in the eyes of others.

Who gave them confidence?
Great Qing law!
Another confidence is of course that they are also the children of the Eight Banners, especially the leader is the son brother who is the deputy commander of the Eight Banners stationed in Chengdu.

Therefore, there is no risk in this porcelain touch, and the benefits are huge.

Jia Liu was wondering where the governor was, when Shu Lun said, "Listen to the voice of the master, are you from Beijing? Pingfan thieves? Actually, our men are not embarrassing you, but it just happens to be men today. It’s a big birthday, if your lord can give you a few bowls of birthday noodles, you can pretend you haven’t been here today, what do you think would be good?”

Someone chimed in, threatening: "If your lord is reluctant to part with small money, then it will be difficult for your lord to be a prostitute."

"Should I report to the magistrate's yamen, or go directly to the governor's yamen?"

"Why do you go to the governor's office? Master Jia Jia is from our banner, so you can't report this matter to the governor's office?"

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You talk, I talk, the discussion is very lively, and the move of the platform and the platform is so scary.

Jia Liu subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the third floor. Master Futai probably didn't run away, but hid at most.

Also, knowing the law and breaking the law is a bad thing.

As for Mr. Taiwan, his old man can help Jia Jiashikai to suppress even the enemy and traitorous country. The thing about prostitution will cost about 5000 taels at most, right?

To poke into Beijing?
It seems that Yu Minzhong, the chief military minister, is a member of the Mutual Aid Association?
Can the emperor's favorite He Zhongtang see Dongge Xiandi being detained by law and order?

To be honest, Jia Liu doesn't like to pretend to be aggressive, because this kind of thing is too childish, and it's a sign of immaturity.

People who do great things are of course high-profile, but they don't pretend to be.

but innate.

So, quietly watching others discussing the fate of his lord Jia Jia, such as ripping off the official uniform and hitting him with a hundred sticks, the Ministry of Discussion Faning Guta even thought of it.

Blackmail, typical blackmail.

Jia Liu looked down on such low-level tricks from the bottom of his heart, so he curled his lips and asked who Ama was.

It may be that the young man feels that he is ignorant of the world, and he has something to tell the adults.

Mr. Shu was cunning, waved his hand, and said with a hey: "My lord, don't ask, we won't tell, we are all men in the flag, should I talk or not? If my lord doesn't talk, we men will leave now. "

After frowning, Jia Liu asked helplessly, "How much do you want?"

"There are so many of us, 500 taels per person is not too much, right?"

It's not too much, the problem is that there are nearly [-] people, it will cost nearly [-] taels if you don't bargain, and Shu Lun really dares to open it.

Of course, Mr. Shu, who has been in the Kuanzhai Alley for so many years, knows the principle of asking prices all over the sky and bargaining on the ground.

Psychological bottom line, just give 200 taels to each person.

Sir, do you want money or an official?
"Not too much."

Jia Liu nodded, turned around, ordered to close the door, take people, and teach him a lesson.

He had to teach these bastards a lesson—as long as the fist was hard enough, Da Qinglu could use it to wipe his ass.

Say I'm a prostitute?

Is there such a false accusation?
This is my trick!

For work, for Qing Dynasty, recruit technicians!
You kid dare to ruin my reputation?

Sauron's soldiers, who had already suffocated their strength, rushed forward, and threw Mr. Shu, who was unconscious and about to move out of Ama, to the ground.

At the top of the stairs, Jia Liu thought of something, turned his head and told Deb: "That son is celebrating his birthday, right? Let the kitchen in this building cook me [-] bowls of longevity noodles and wait for him to finish eating."

"Whoo!"

With a smirk on his face, Deb brought out the madam who was hiding in fright.

Half an hour later, a large bucket of water noodles was carefully carried over by two cooks. Seeing Mr. Shu and his entourage being beaten into pig's heads, the two cooks were terrified.

After asking Shuan Zhu to give each of the two chefs two handfuls of broken silver, Jia Liu was very excited, moved a bench and sat down, he wanted to see how many bowls of noodles this boy who had passed his birthday could eat.

"come out!"

Deb stepped forward and pulled Mr. Shu out who was squatting with his head in his arms in fright. Shuan Zhu grinned and opened the big bowls one by one, filling them with noodles.

"eat!"

"It's a birthday, please be more polite."

"Whoo!"

Debu squeezed out a smile on his scarred face: "Master, eat noodles."

Mr. Shu, whose face was swollen from the beating, couldn't eat anymore. He shook his head instinctively, but he was kicked again. He panicked so much that he quickly picked up the big bowl and started digging into his mouth, not caring about burning his mouth.

After eating a bowl, I burped.

The second bowl was stuffed into his hand again.

After a little hesitation, Deb pulled his braids up and hurriedly said in fright, "I'll eat, I'll eat"

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls, four bowls
Jia Liu rested his chin with one hand, tapped the table lightly with the other, but in his eyes was the love and anger of the elders towards the incompetent juniors.

The birthday star who ate four bowls really couldn't eat anymore, not to mention the smell of noodles, his stomach turned and he felt like vomiting just by looking at it.

"My lord, please forgive me, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

Shu Lun, who was afraid of dying, didn't care who his Ama was, so he kowtowed to Jia Tulu with a "thump", and begged repeatedly: "As long as my lord spares me, I will never come to this place again, and dare not Touch the porcelain of adults!"

"Really? I don't believe it,"

Yang Zhi lifted the teapot on the table, walked towards Mr. Shu with a smirk on his face, "Unless you boil your eggs with boiling water."

Jia Liu smiled, Shuan Zhu was indeed like the master, and he also liked to scare people.

(End of this chapter)