Late Qing Dynasty Executioner

Chapter 10: Fight
"Chen the Executor, Chen the Executor, things are troublesome!" Zhang San ran to see Chen the Executor in a hurry and said.

Chen Gu chopped the tree trunk diagonally with his knife, making a loud "bang" sound, and then raised the ghost-head knife and pointed it at Zhang San, "Calm down, no matter what happens, you must first stay calm.

Being in a hurry will lead to your death, and being calm will lead to your fight, which means being in a hurry will only lead to your death. Only when you calm down and think clearly can you get what you want.

No matter how urgent the matter is, it won't happen in a moment. Sit down, take a breath, and then think about what you should tell me, what you want to tell me, and what purpose you want to achieve in the end. "

When Chen Gu pointed at him with a machete, Zhang San instantly quieted down. After listening to what Chen Gu said, he obediently found a thicker tree trunk to sit down on. He was indeed thinking about something.

Zhang San was only about fourteen or fifteen years old. He had never been to school, but he learned some arithmetic knowledge from his parents, and then he heard all kinds of stories.

We have a cultural heritage of thousands of years, so even if we don't study, we can learn benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness and filial piety from daily life, and we can also learn the knowledge of how to behave in the world from various stories.

Although Zhang San has never been to school, he is actually not stupid. Instead, he is a bit cunning.

Otherwise, when he saw Chen Gu, he wouldn't have thought of introducing him to Liu Er in exchange for money, and he wouldn't have made up a bunch of stories for Wang Jian on the spur of the moment.

Since Chen Gu accepted Zhang San as his younger brother, he naturally had to teach him some things by words and deeds. After all, Chen Gu had no one else to use, so he had to train Zhang San to a certain extent.

After catching his breath, Zhang San told the whole story, mainly the lies he told Wang Jian.

"Ah! Didn't you say we can't tell anyone?" Zhang San asked in surprise.

Zhang San's father, Zhang Haomin, was an orphan. He had been hanging around outside for a while, and later earned some money and came back to settle down and get married. He had always worked as a water carrier.

This is a person with a lot of problems, but nothing has happened to him, which shows he has some talent.

"Okay, then let's just pretend that this never happened!" Chen Gu said calmly.

Not long after, Zhang Haomin brought Zhang San to Chen Gu.

Zhang Haomin is a very mediocre person, neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short, with an ordinary appearance. Even his smile gives people a very honest feeling. When he saw Chen Yu, he smiled happily, nodded and asked, "Brother Yu, can we not participate in this matter?"

This is a job that is both hard and doesn't make much money, but Zhang Haomin relies on such a free job to support his three sons and two daughters, and they are all doing well.

Zhang San gritted his teeth and ran away.

Chen Gu chopped wood while listening to Zhang San finish his story. "Go find your father and tell him everything."

Chen Gu sneered and said, "If you had done it well, you wouldn't have to tell anyone. Now that you've messed up, you can only find someone to save the situation. Tell your father that the matter needs to be kept secret. In addition, the formula will definitely not be sold for the time being. Go!"

The first thing is magnanimity.

Zhang Haomin's expression relaxed a little, and he said with a smile: "Okay, then we will let Gang Leader Wang contact you directly!"

"What contact? This thing has never happened, what does it have to do with me? I won't admit it even if you tell me!" Chen Gu said with a smile.

Zhang Haomin couldn't help but look bitter when he heard this. He glanced at Liu Er's room, frowned and said, "Brother, our family has had a hard enough life." Chen nodded, and while swinging the ghost-head knife fiercely to chop wood, he said while panting, "I know, so I wanted to help your San'er make some money to supplement the family expenses. Since you don't appreciate it, forget it. I can't force you. I'll give you the two kilograms of seasoning."

After finding out Chen's bottom line, Zhang Haomin stopped pretending, straightened his back, frowned and said, "This kind of thing can easily get out of hand. Brother Chen, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to end it in the end? We're living a good life, why bother?"

"You hide in the well and naturally feel that everything is calm, but when I fly in the sky, I see huge waves. Natural disasters and man-made disasters happen all the time. Natural disasters can leave corpses all over the ground in a year, not to mention the even more serious man-made disasters.

If you want to live a good life, you have to earn money. Only when you earn enough benefits can you and your descendants have the right to choose when encountering natural disasters or man-made disasters.

This is the fundamental reason why gentry families can stand for hundreds of years without falling, while small families often die out, because they have no ability to withstand risks.

You should know these principles, but you are afraid and have lost your desire to win. Zhang Haomin, how old are you? " Chen Gu said, looking at Zhang Haomin with disdain.

Zhang Haomin smiled bitterly and sighed, "There's nothing I can do. I know my own worth. I have worked hard to get the peaceful life I have now. If I want more, I'm afraid I'll really lose my life."

"It's just a worthless life!" Chen Gu said sarcastically, waved his hand and chopped the knife on the wood, Chen Gu sat down and panted, saying: "Sell the two kilograms of seasoning first and see.

If it really doesn't work, I'll give you the recipe. You have to give me one tael of silver for the seasoning and one thousand taels of silver for the recipe. It's up to you whether you can make it or not!"

Zhang Haomin thought about it, nodded and said, "Let's give it a try first!" Then he took Zhang San and left the courtyard.

On the way home, Zhang San asked in confusion, "Dad, is it really that dangerous?"

"I don't know." Zhang Haomin sighed and said, "Whether it is dangerous or not depends on what the Bai family and Wang Jian are thinking. People's hearts are the most unpredictable, especially when it comes to interests.

This secret recipe has never appeared before and the interests involved are so huge that in order to keep it secret, perhaps the Bai family will kill all of us who know about it.

Maybe Wang Jian would kill us for the 1,000 taels of silver. Money is a good thing, but whether you have the life to enjoy it is a big problem."

Zhang San thought for a moment and asked, "Doesn't Chen Ju know this?"

"Of course he knows!"

"Isn't he afraid?"

"You shouldn't be afraid!"

"why?"

"People die for money, just like birds die for food!" Zhang Haomin thought for a moment, then said, "Well, it's possible that he has something to rely on."

"What can he rely on?" Zhang San couldn't help but curl his lips.

"I still have something to rely on!" Zhang Haomin couldn't help but think of Liu Er.

(End of this chapter)