Lu Ming

Chapter 163 New Services

In the main hall on the third floor of Wuxian Temple, Zhou Tong, the head of the beggar gang, was sitting high at the moment, looking down at a confession.

The appearance of Zhaizhu Zhou hasn't changed much, he still has the purple red square face, two thick eyebrows, and a short beard under his jaw.Compared with Cao Chuan when he crossed back then, the Ming man who was the first to talk to Cao Chuan now only has slightly deeper wrinkles on his face.

Standing at the bottom of the hall at the moment were a few vicious members of the "Dharma Guardian Team" dressed in black and holding sharp knives. Most of them were bandits from the Pingfeng Village in the early years.

"Have you recruited them all? Have you missed any?"

"Go back to the leader of the gang, and recruited. There are seven people who have heard Brother Wu's nonsense before and after."

Zhou Tong nodded when he heard this, and used his finger to roll his name on the confession on the table: "Well, Liu Jiaoer, who was sailing the boat, told Brother Wu about the legend of Moyun Temple, and Brother Wu told the people in the hall."

"It seems that the people on this ship will have to keep an eye on them from now on! Then what is Liu Jiao'er's origin?" Zhou Tong raised his head and asked.

"Going back to the master, he is a local boatman, an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people dare to be so talkative? It's really too long. Grab a few sticks and ask who else you have told them to. If you fall into the water afterward, the family's pension will be thicker."

"Here!"

"How is Brother Wu?"

"The leg is broken."

"Buried."

"Here!"

"Also," Zhou Tong continued to add at this point: "From now on, the people on the ship are only allowed to use their own people, and those who have heard the 'nonsense' in Qitang will also be arrested first, and the people in Qitang will be sent away first this round."

"Here!"

The official business will be dealt with quickly.

After the black-clothed thugs left, Zhou Tong came down from the hall, lifted his gray robe, and bent over to sit on the lower chair.Opposite him sat a short, fat monk with a smile on his face, wearing a green robe.

"It's always not clean." Zhou Tong said with a wry smile after sitting down.

"It's not bad." The monk said in a strange language while stroking his bald head: "I couldn't manage it at the beginning, so I had to transport it out according to the gate, but now I can trace the individual, which shows that the overall pressure is getting smaller. It's a good thing."

Zhou Tong was the Ming person who had the earliest and most contacts with the time traveler, and now he can basically understand the "Kunlun dialect" of the time traveler's weird grammar, which also contains some strange words.

"It's just that the prospects have become less." Zhou Tong nodded and said: "The situation has been getting worse recently, and the number of people handed over by each rudder is less than every month."

"Hehe, we have to look at it dialectically." Master Lu Chenglu, the traveler and the station master of Hangzhou Station, explained patiently with his belly open at the moment: "There are few monthly cases, which means that the refugees from the four townships are against those skilled old beauties. It’s a good thing, the fewer people who know our details, the better.”

After thinking about it, Lu Cheng said: "Money is always a secondary issue. If we can't maintain it, there will naturally be subsidies from Tangzhuang. Well, now it seems that we have won the big battle of vacating cages and changing birds. It's not easy! Chief Zhou has worked hard!"

"Hehe. Don't dare, thanks to Master Lu's suggestion."

After exchanging a few words in business, Lu Cheng took out his mobile phone from his arms, entered the password, and said, "Didn't we have two follow-up plans at the beginning, we discussed it together, I think the time is ripe, let's get started. "

Zhou Tong knew that Lu Cheng had all kinds of "message boxes". Some of these fairy world treasures could transmit sound for thousands of miles, and some could be used as book slips.At this time, seeing Lu Cheng handing over the box, Zhou Tong hurriedly took it with both hands, and the leader of Fashion Week began to flip through the mobile phone files skillfully, reviewing the proposals written in simplified characters.

Three days later.

Hefang Street.

Hefang Street is located at the foot of Wushan Mountain and is a main road of Qinghefang.Due to its good geographical location, this street has been a commercial street in all dynasties, and later generations are no exception.

Comrade Hu Zhengqi, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is standing under the stone archway at the entrance of Hefang Street, grinning and straightening his mustache.

Hu Zhengqi, a short and fat man with a face like a mouse, has been on the rise since he defected to Guangming that day. From a low-level gangster of the beggar gang, he turned around gorgeously and went all the way to the position of the chief hall teacher.

On weekdays, this guy is responsible for some internal and external connections, and errands assigned by superiors, but today Hu Zhengqi got an opportunity from the leader to come to Hefang Street to do a big business.

Hu Zhengqi brought a companion named Ping Laosan to the archway. Not long after, five or six local dignitaries rushed over after hearing the news: "Master Hu, Master Hu" shouted indiscriminately.

Since Zhou Tong took charge of the Beggars' Gang, all the messy places in the gang, with different sizes and titles, were all banned, and replaced by new halls according to the redesign of Lifang.When Hu Zhengqi came to Hefang Street today, the hall master of Qinghe Tangkou and several incense masters under his subordinates were of course the ones who came forward to receive him.

The internal code name of Qinghetang in the beggar gang is Santang, so when Hu Zhengqi saw someone coming, he opened his mouth and asked, "Have all the men from Santang arrived?"

"It's just us, we're all here, Master."

"Okay, do you know the errands assigned by the main hall?"

"I know I know!"

"Well, I'll go door-to-door to discuss, and you guys prepare the ground flat snakes, if there are those who don't open their eyes, just follow my news and act!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Hu, everything is ready!"

"Well, which one is the tent? Let me come." Hu Zhengqi said as he walked towards Hefang Street, followed by Dang and a Qinghetang tent.

The three of them didn't take a few steps forward until they reached the intersection of Hefang Street.

The long street is full of people at the moment, various food stalls, shopkeepers, candy bearers, fortune-telling stalls, hair-shaving stalls, jugglers spread along the street, shouting and buying and selling one after another, noisy and lively.

Hu Zhengqi and his party bypassed the bustling passers-by and went straight to the most elegant restaurant at the intersection of Hefang Street: Deyue Tower.

"Deyue Tower" was originally created during the Jiajing period and is a famous building in Suzhou Prefecture.But the one on Qinghe Street in Hangzhou is a counterfeit version—don’t think that the ancients were of high moral character, and don’t think that the ancients were simple-minded. Anyone who has read "Xiao Lin Guang Ji" knows it.

Hu Zhengqi stepped into the gate of Deyue Tower with two companions.It is now Sishizhong, that is, around 10:[-] in the morning. This time period is not the time to receive customers, so there are no customers in the exquisitely decorated and luxurious restaurant.

The buddy greeted him graciously.

Master Hu's true colors remained unchanged, he was still smiling all over his face when facing a waiter, saying "business is booming", while sitting by the window, after ordering a plate of buttered snails, he asked the waiter to call the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of Deyue Tower is surnamed Duan, and he is an offshoot of the Duan family, a big family in the city.The family of this section originated in the Wanli period. The family had served as Minister of the Ministry of Punishment and as Minister of Yunnan and Guizhou. Now the family has not fallen, only two prefects have been released, and there are a lot of talents. A first-class gentry.

And the first person Mr. Hu came to the door today was the Deyue building from the Duan family's cottage.

Seeing Shopkeeper Duan approaching, Master Hu got up quickly. Thirty-five and six years old, shopkeeper Duan was in his prime, and he was used to dealing with all kinds of people. He naturally knew who this person was. After a few polite words, the four of them sat down.

"I don't know if Mr. Hu came to the shop today, what advice do you have?" Although shopkeeper Duan said that he was dressed in silk, rings in his hands, and rich and noble, but he had been the shopkeeper for a long time, so he didn't know what he was thinking, and his tone was very easy-going.

"Well, Hu came here because he has something good to report to the shopkeeper." After swallowing the snails in his mouth, Hu Zhengqi took a sip of tea, and then said with a smile: "My family was grateful for the difficult livelihood of the shopkeepers a few days ago, so Order: From now on, no beggars are allowed to come to the door to beg for food and money, and disturb the guests' enjoyment of drinking."

"Oh? This is a good thing, your boss has a heart!" Hearing this, shopkeeper Duan said with a smile.

"Well, there is just one thing: this kind of flower is detained in the ruined temple every day. It always costs a few mouthfuls of food and arranges people to watch it. What does my family leader mean? From now on, the shopkeepers will be rewarded with a few coins on a monthly basis. , it’s all right.”

"Hehe." Shopkeeper Duan's slightly thin face showed a sarcastic smile of "I knew it was like this" at this time: "I don't know how much money do you need every month for such a good thing?"

"Not much, not much." Hu Zhengqi smiled all over his face, his small eyes narrowed into slits, as if he didn't see the strong sarcastic expression on the shopkeeper Duan, he slowly stretched out a finger: "It seems that Yuelou is here!" Waiting for the first-class big business in Hangzhou, only 20 taels of silver per month will be enough."

When shopkeeper Duan heard this, he couldn't bear it any longer, and he opened his mouth and started laughing; while Hu Zhengqi, who was beside him, seemed to have concluded the business, he also laughed apologetically.

Laughing, shopkeeper Duan stopped laughing suddenly, his expression changed, he stared at Hu Zhengqi and asked, "Does Master Hu know who the owner of Deyue Tower is?"

"I know, I know, the owner of the second room in Duan's mansion, tsk tsk, the threshold is so high that we, the grassroots, will never be able to climb it in this lifetime."

"It's good to know." Shopkeeper Duan then tapped the small plate of buttered snails on the table with his fingers: "This is a gift from the store, so it's easy to leave!"

Less than 10 minutes after Mr. Hu and his party entered the Moon Tower, they were blasted out.

This means that the collection of "comprehensive management fees for floating population", a new charging item launched by the beggar gang, is stuck at the first hurdle.

Fortunately, today is the first day, the project has just started, and there is still time to do work for everyone.

Soon it was noon.

As one of the largest restaurants in Hangzhou, Deyuelou is at the peak time when there are many distinguished guests, and the restaurant is full of people shouting and drinking.

A loyal customer of Deyue Tower, the thin and tall silk and satin Zhuang Ma's owner, is humming a ditty at the moment, holding a Yixing purple sand pot in his hand, and waddling to the door of Deyue Tower.

The familiar guy inside the door saw Ma Dong's coming, and hurriedly shouted: "Master Ma is here." After speaking, he was ready to come out to meet people.

At this moment, two figures suddenly ran over from the oblique time. When the two were still 3 meters away from Master Ma, they pounced on a tiger and prostrated themselves at Master Ma's feet.

The next moment, Master Ma's Nanjing satin robe was lifted, revealing the snow-white footwear on his calf. The two of them reached out and grabbed Master Ma's calf at the same time, screaming in unison: "You are hungry. Please give me two!"

Master Ma looked down in shock and anger. Before he could see the faces of the two people clearly, a stench caused Master Ma to stagger. Fortunately, someone grabbed his calf at this time, and Master managed to stabilize himself. plate.

Taking a closer look, Master Ma couldn't help shouting: "How dare you!"

At this moment, two pairs of yellow paw prints were left on the snow-white footwear. These two symbols were more tragic than the word "miserable" written in blood, because it was written in feces.

(End of this chapter)