Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 40: Deceive this guy to become a security guard

The orders issued by the Political Hall go through various departments and take about two or three days to be executed.

At this time, Fan Tower was enveloped in an inexplicable atmosphere.

"Dadong, I don't know why, but for some reason, several stir-fried dishes suddenly appeared at Chunming Tower, which are exactly the same as the new ones we have here!"

"According to reports from people below, Chunming Tower recently obtained some fried tea recipe..."

"We are cooperating with Zhao Hezai..."

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this, and Jiang Yuanshan couldn't hide his anger.

"This kid really wants to die!"

"How dare you take out the formula and return it to Chunming Tower!"

"How are sales now?"

The person in charge immediately replied: "When stir-fried vegetables were first introduced, the daily turnover could reach more than 200 strings. Since Chunminglou also launched stir-fried vegetables the day before yesterday, there are only more than 50 strings..."

Due to the influence of Chonghe Night Market, the stir-fried dishes at Chunming Tower have been affected to some extent. Two hundred guan is actually an acceptable number, but now due to the stir-fried dishes at Chunming Tower, the number has dropped sharply by 150 guan.

This is simply something that is impossible to accept for Jiang Yuanshan and many of the owners here.

"Brother, you might as well have someone kill him. These ten stir-fry recipes are enough. At worst, we can go to Chonghe Night Market and pry out those people's recipes too!"

"It would be a disaster to keep this child alive!"

Even though he was full of anger, Jiang Yuanshan calmed down and began to think about the joints.

Although Chunming Tower is a famous place of romance, its restaurant business is not inferior to that of Fan Tower, so it can be regarded as a kind of competitor.

First, they showed off ten stir-fry recipes as a sign of goodwill, and then they handed out ten more recipes to their opponents. This was a sign of their stance.

If you don't let me go, I will come up with more formulas and give them to Chunming Tower. I will even admit that Chunming Tower is exclusive, and Chunming Tower will definitely have some operations. After all, although the background behind him is not as good as that of King Runan, Maybe becoming bigger and stronger in Bianjing is not a simple role.

Especially that damn woman in Chunming Tower is even more troublesome...

But Zhao He is now in prison, how did his news spread?

This is a problem for Jiang Yuanshan.

But nothing matters anymore. If I sit here and do nothing, the stir-fry recipe will probably leak out.

"Send someone to inform them and ask Kaifeng Mansion to release them, but only if Zhao He comes up with all the cooking recipes!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.

Didn't you kill him some time ago?Are you really going to let him go now?
What should I do if I let someone go and runs away?
But Jiang Yuanshan's influence in Fan Lou is unquestionable, and no one will foolishly challenge his authority. After all, they are real businessmen, and this one has a background.

So someone was quickly sent to do it.

On Zuo Sili Prison's side, Zhao He still insisted on mobilizing and poaching plans.

"Brother Zhou, with your martial arts skills, why do you stay here as a little jailer? You can only use your skills outside."

"The doctors have said that you need to change your working environment to treat a disease like yours. How can you not be mentally ill if you look at these wailing prisoners all day long?"

"Finding a suitable job can also make a lot of money."

Zhou Fei was obviously persuaded, and his firmness at the beginning became a little wavering.

"But I don't know anything. I only know some stick skills, so I can still find a place in Bianjing. We, Song Qingwu, can only do hard work after we go out..."

Zhao He looked serious and said solemnly: "That's not right. With Brother Zhou's ability, it will definitely be no problem to make a name for himself in Bianjing."

"You have been here for five years, and you are still a jailer. You are not even a minor official. Those officials are all from family backgrounds. We people can't compare..." It is already called 'we', and Zhou Fei seemed to be listening attentively, which meant there was something going on.

It is hard to tell where the pinnacle of martial arts is for such a martial artist who beat up Xia Hong, but the advantage is that he is relatively simple and has a sense of justice. Such people are easier to fool.

"In our Chonghe Night Market, the stir-fry sellers can earn up to ten dollars a day!"

Ten strings? ? ?

Zhou Fei suddenly became short of breath. His monthly salary was only a little over five guan.

This guy who buys stir-fried vegetables actually makes so much money?
Ten guan that day, which is not [-] guan a month, is enough to go to Chunming Tower and order a mid-range beauty to spend the spring night together.

Money and beautiful women are obstacles that a man can never overcome, and the same goes for Zhou Fei.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Fei still refused.

He felt that he was already an official, so he was considered an official. How embarrassing would it be to sell stir-fried vegetables?
This is simply called saving face and suffering.

Seeing this, Zhao He said with a mysterious expression: "I know there is a job that is suitable for you..."

Zhou Fei said suspiciously: "What?"

"Market Security Audit and Personnel Protection Specialist!"

Upon hearing the commissioner, Zhou Fei's suspicious eyes turned into a bit of anticipation.

"What are you doing?"

"Those of us who run night markets are most afraid of local gangsters coming to cause trouble. Normally, officers and soldiers are not always there. If an emergency occurs, we need such a person to handle it..."

"He needs to ensure the security of the entire night market, so that vendors can make money to support their families with peace of mind, so that customers can go beyond dining with peace of mind, and contribute to the social stability of the entire Song Dynasty!"

"And such a person will be worshiped by local traders, and will receive a special salary every month, at least thirty or forty dollars..."

Zhao He said with a serious face, and Zhou Fei also listened with a serious face.

This job sounds like a good one!
Not only can you make money, but you can also use your skills. The key is to contribute to the Song Dynasty!
So, a young man in the second grade of middle school agreed, saying that once Zhao He went out, he would resign and follow Zhao He.

Zhao Hexiao narrowed his eyes. As the saying goes, a thousand-mile horse is always there but a bole is not always there. For people like Zhou Fei, I won't be able to let him go if you don't use him, Brother Cao.

Later generations actually had a common name for this kind of work.

Security guard
But after Zhao Heyi said it, his legs would be lame because of your deception. The key is that the salary is really high and no one can refuse it.

I no longer have to worry about mental illness getting worse, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

And Zhao He was also planning to leave this matter at this time.

If he deceived Zhou Fei, even if the other party wanted to kill him, he might be able to deceive Zhou Fei into helping him escape from prison. Of course, this was definitely not a wise move. He still believed that the people in Fan Lou were not fools.

You have worked hard for so long, and you really want to kill me for ten dishes?How much money can you make from those ten dishes? You still can’t do it at Chonghe Night Market.

Over at Chunming Building, there has been a lot of commotion recently. New dishes are being sold, and each dish is sold for four or five guan.

The key is that there are many people to eat!
This is the problem of different consumption locations. The same beer sells for [-] yuan in the supermarket, but it will charge you [-] yuan at the barbecue stall, and you still enjoy the drink.

The same goes for those upper-class consumers. How can they go to the night market to eat stir-fried vegetables every day because of their noble status? Although the taste is indeed not bad, now there are upper-class alternatives. Wouldn't it be beautiful to eat stir-fried vegetables and watch beautiful women dancing?

Fan Lou must have also sensed a sense of crisis.

While Zhao He was thinking, someone came in from outside.

"Director Cao."

(End of this chapter)