Portable Museum

Chapter 132 Chapter 130
Mrs. Yang said she would not add eggs to him, but in fact, there were two more eggs in the bowl.

Not only are there more noodles than others, but also a lot more sauce than others.

Zhang Junping grunted while eating noodles.

Some people say that you can't make a sound while eating, otherwise it is impolite.

But in Zhang Junping's view, if you eat noodles without making a sound, it is disrespectful to the chef.

To eat noodles, you have to snort and eat to be energetic.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Junping wiped his mouth, got up and went straight out of the noodle shop.

"Monkey boy, where's my face money?" Mrs. Yang chased him out and shouted.

"Old lady Yang, I came to give you a gift, I ate your bowl of noodles and chased me for money.

You are so careless! "After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he ran away without looking back.

"Little monkey, next time I'll catch you!" Mrs. Yang cursed with a smile, then turned and went back to the noodle shop.

Only then did I find a package on the dining table.

When I opened it, there were two bottles of soybean oil inside, as well as a lot of fungus, hazel mushrooms, dried bracken, pine nuts and the like.

Carry a pad in your hand, it weighs more than ten catties.

"This monkey boy!" Mrs. Yang showed a kind smile on her face.

"Mrs. Yang, can Pingzi give you something nice?"

"It's none of your business? I'll eat your noodles! Don't be like a woman all day long, asking around." Old Madam Yang said, put away the things, and took them into the backyard.

Back in the courtyard, Zhang Junping pushed on his bicycle and went out of the courtyard again.

Riding a bicycle, I came to the warehouse I rented outside Guang'anmen.

After opening the door and entering, Zhang Junping took out the mountain goods in the space, some in sacks and some in wooden boxes.

It has been filling the entire warehouse.

Then I left the warehouse and locked the door.

Then I came to Pigeon Market at Caishikou by bicycle.

After walking around Pigeon City, Zhang Junping didn't see the scarred face, so Zhang Junping went directly to Lin San's den.

"Hey, Master Zhang, are you back?" Zhang Junping just stopped the car, and walked out of the yard after looking around for the scarface he couldn't find just now.

"Just came back! Is Mr. Lin in there?"

"Uh, that... Master Zhang, don't you know?" Scarface asked hesitantly.

"You know what? Did I stop talking just now? I just came back from a business trip." Zhang Junping said doubtfully.

"Master Zhang, let's go in and talk! Let's talk in the room!" Scarface let Zhang Junping into the room respectfully.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Well, the third master left to recite the words and folded them."

"When did this happen?"

"Not long, just over half a month.

A group of fierce men came to look for food, and the third master and the other party just had sex.

The two sides made an appointment to fight in Houhai, and as a result, the third master was stabbed in the heart with a knife, and he died on the spot. "Scarface said sadly.

"What then?"

"Later, that group of people was taken away by the government, and I don't know about it after that.

Anyway, in the past few days, it was An Sheng, and no one came to make trouble. "

"Then who is in charge of Pigeon City now?" Zhang Junping asked the question he was most concerned about.

"I'm in charge for the time being, and I won't know about it in the future." Scarface replied with some frustration.

"Why, someone is troubling you?" Zhang Junping asked, looking at the scarred face.

"No for the time being, but... Officially, Mr. Zhang, I don't know anyone..." Scarface didn't finish, but Zhang Junping already understood.

Officially, there is no one to back it up, and it is impossible to open the Pigeon Market simply by being brave and ruthless.

"So you don't know what path Sanye Lin took?" Zhang Junping asked with a frown.

"I know, I've seen it too, but why do people support me?" The scarred face could see it clearly.

"Although no one is looking for trouble now, I know that there are many people who are thinking about this behind the scenes."

"Why?" Zhang Junping knocked on the table with his hands, thinking whether he should help Scarface.

With a scarred face, although he looks fierce, he is quite comfortable with it.

But how to help?
You can’t foolishly go to the streets and police stations and tell people that Caishikou Pigeon Market is covered by yourself, so you can save face.

"What does the man behind Mr. Lin do?" Zhang Junping asked a very crucial question.

"Behind the third master is a deputy director of the sub-district office.

Back then, the father of the third master saved the life of the deputy director. "

"Oh I see!
In this way, I have a wolf-skin mattress and a wolf-skin cloak, and I will bring them to you later, and you can go to the deputy director to show your loyalty.

Let's see if we can take over Lin Sanye's stall. "

"Master Zhang..."

"Listen to me first.

It would be best if it can continue, how to make offerings and how to make offerings in the future.

If not, I will help you find a way.

There is only a deputy director, and there are directors and secretaries above. Zhang Junping said with a light smile.

Zhang Junping has the confidence, he is the future son-in-law of Qiu Gaoguan.

Caishikou Subdistrict Office is a subdistrict under XC District.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Even if you can't win the Pigeon Market, my life will belong to you, Mr. Zhang. If you let me go east, I will never go west." Scarface swore by raising his hand.

"Okay, it's not the old society, raising the dead, what do I want your life for?" Zhang Junping smiled and kicked Scarface.

"Master Zhang, I will be your dead man from now on!" Zhang Junping kicked, and the scarred face directly knelt down on the ground, and said solemnly to Zhang Junping.

"Get out of here quickly! What does it look like!" Zhang Junping scolded with a smile.

"Hey!" Scarface agreed, and got up.

"I bought a few special cigarettes from Lin Sanye, do you know how these cigarettes came from?" Zhang Junping asked again.

For Lin San, the most important thing to him is the special cigarettes.

The special supply of cigarettes helped him a lot invisibly.

"Master Zhang, I know about the smoke.

It was obtained from the chief staff officer alone.

That person would come over with a few cigarettes every month. "

"Oh! I see!" Zhang Junping nodded, "Do you still have any in your hand?"

"Yes, because the price given by Master Zhang is high, and the third master will keep it for you." Scarface said and went into the inner room, and took out ten special offerings for Zhonghua and two special offerings for giant pandas.

"It's from last month and this month."

"That's right, if you receive similar things in the future, keep them all." Zhang Junping said with satisfaction.

"Understood, Master Zhang will keep such things for you in the future.

By the way, do you want a special Moutai? "

"Yes! Remember it in the future, as long as you have the words "special offer", keep it." Zhang Junping emphasized again.

"Understood!" Scarface nodded vigorously.

"Come on, come back with me, and I'll get you a wolfskin mattress and a cloak.

Try to get him tonight.

I still have a lot of things to do later, I have to leave it to you to do it. Zhang Junping stood up and said to Scarface.

"You keep an eye on me and Master Zhang to do something." After leaving the courtyard, Dao Scar faced the two men standing at the door.

　Ask for a monthly pass
　　
　
(End of this chapter)