Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

"Ah, don't stop me." The old man struggled to get up.

Why are you holding him back? He has something urgent to do.

Lin Shanjiang was a little panicked.

This old man just bought a jar yesterday, why is it here again? Is there something wrong with the pickles?

Yesterday, I just made a fuss in a restaurant over food, and now I am getting retribution on myself so soon?

"Old man, drink some water and speak slowly if you have anything to say." Lin Shanjiang poured a bowl of water and gave it to the old man and said softly.

He then stretched his hand down the old man's back, thinking that he must be comforted first. If he is in a good mood, everything can be discussed.

This is his experience as a gangster for many years.

"You..." the old man put his head in and shouted, "Girl, please keep some of your pickles for me."

From what he said, do you still want to buy it again?

Lin Shanjiang paused for a moment to help others with his hand, and then quickly took it back.

He straightened up and said like a boss: "Old man, do you want to buy more pickles?"

"Yes, yes, I bought it yesterday. My old lady was so happy with it that she ate several bowls of it. My brother-in-law came over this morning and took a bite. He liked it very much. He said he would buy all the pickles from my sister's place."

"Your brother-in-law wants to buy them all? Does he know how many we have here?"

"My brother-in-law is a salesman, and he usually walks around the streets. But he is lively and his business has always been good. No matter how much you have here, he should be able to eat it." Speaking of his brother-in-law, the old man was full of pride.

"It's definitely not possible to sell them all to you. We still have to sell them here."

Lin Shanjiang is not stupid, how can he make a good profit in retail? Not to mention there is no rent fee!

"Old man, please let him talk to us by himself." Lin Yunxi finished selling the last bowl of pickles and came over with a smile.

"The pickles I have here can definitely satisfy your brother-in-law."

The salesman is a good character, maybe he can be used to help sell other things. Lin Yunxi was looking forward to it.

"Okay, he should be here soon. Girl, just wait a moment."

"It's okay, grandpa. We've sold out here. We're going home soon. Our home is in Linjia Village. My father's name is Lin Shanjiang. You can ask him to look for it, and he'll definitely find it. We'll be there in the afternoon. Tomorrow morning Will come too."

"Sold out? So fast?" The old man was surprised.

"Yes, I brought a large vat and two jars of pickles this morning, which are not enough to sell." Lin Yunxi pointed to the empty vat in the corner.

The old man took a breath: so many?

"Okay, I'll go tell my brother-in-law."

When he saw the large tank, which was half a man's height, the old man didn't dare to make any bold words anymore, and he frowned and left quickly.

The biggest fear in doing business is the sameness. Although the pickles are good, if the brother-in-law cannot sell them alone, the business will not be as easy as imagined.

I don’t know if my brother-in-law still wants it.

"Dad, let's return the table, buy some materials for making pickles, and then go home. Uncle Dahai is not here, so let's rent another oxcart."

"Okay! You have the final say!" Lin Shanjiang patted his chest.

I finally understand what it means to be wealthy!

All the money from the morning sale was put in a cloth bag, and it was hanging sideways on his body, so heavy.

I have never had so much money in my life, so be careful! Lin Shanjiang feels that his responsibility is so great!

"Let's go eat something good first." Yun Xi smiled and poked Lin Feng's handsome face, "I'm tired and thin, I need to make up for it."

I need to make my brother fatter. Such a good-looking brother should be raised like a noble son.

Lin Feng lowered his head slightly and showed a shy smile.

A few second-rate guys suddenly appeared and kicked their tanks to pieces.

"Who asked you to set up a stall here?"

A fierce-looking strong man with squinting eyes, feet on the chair, hands crossed on his chest, chewing chopsticks in his mouth, looked at Lin Shanjiang fiercely: "Don't you know this is our territory?"

Everyone who sets up stalls on this street knows that they have to pay protection fees.

This family of three made a lot of money this morning, so they had to work hard to get some money out.

Two little Loulou followed him, one on the left and one on the right, assuming a standard posture of being a bitch and pretending to be a tiger: "Pay the money!"

"Pay? What money?" Lin Shanjiang was inexplicably excited.

The scene in front of me was too familiar.

Come on, be pretentious! Look how I will deal with you, uncle!

"Tch! You set up a stall here, don't you know the rules first? Protection fee, do you know? This street is protected by our Mr. Hu, and every stall must pay protection fee."

"Oh, Mr. Tiger is a cover? The cover that he can cover even cold dishes and rice? I thought Mr. Tiger was a person, but it turned out to be a cover. This cover is quite big." Lin Shanjiang smiled stupidly.

"How presumptuous! Do you dare to accuse our Mr. Tiger of not being a human being?" Junior No. 1 scolded.

"I didn't! Didn't I ask you this? It was you who said Master Tiger could cover me, not a cover. How could he cover me?" Lin Shanjiang's face was full of confusion.

"Master Tiger is protecting you, which means Master Tiger is protecting you. As long as Master Tiger is here, no one will dare to bully you in the future." The minion No. 2 answered very seriously.

"Oh, I got it!"

Lin Shanjiang bowed to the leader.

"Master Hu, someone destroyed my things, please help me seek justice, Master Hu." Lin Shanjiang pointed to the fragments in the corner that had just been kicked by Master Hu and his men.

Master Hu looked at him suspiciously: Is this guy really confused, or is he pretending to be confused?

"Are you mentally ill? Give me the money quickly!" Little One stepped forward and kicked him.

Lin Shanjiang jumped away: "Master Hu hasn't given me an answer yet."

Number 1: "..."

Why do you feel like you can't communicate with this person?

Who wouldn’t obediently pay the protection fee when Mr. Tiger takes action? It's the first time I've encountered something so weird.

"Boss, you have to pay the protection fee first before we, Mr. Tiger, will protect you. If you don't pay the protection fee, we, Mr. Tiger, have no obligation to help you." The first day of my new job on the 2nd day, Mr. Tiger, was very... serious.

"Oh? That means you, Mr. Hu, can't help me now?"

"Yes, yes, so you hurry up and pay the protection fee. After paying the protection fee, our Mr. Hu can help you stand out." No. 1 shouted irritably.

"I understand. If I pay the protection fee, Mr. Hu, can you help me stand up and punish those who violated me?"

"Why are there so many nonsense? Give me the money quickly!" Master Hu said displeased.

"I need to ask clearly about this matter. If I pay the money and you can't help me, then won't I pay the money in vain?"

"You're so verbose, just pay me." The little guy yelled.

Why is it so difficult to collect a protection fee? Is it a man?

"Then I've paid the money, how is Master Hu going to help me?"

"How do you want to get ahead?" Little Minion No. 2 asked thoughtfully.

"I think so." Lin Shanjiang said, raising his hand and giving minion No. 1 a big mouth.

That's it, a slap in the face

******

"Good night everyone, the official recommendations will start tomorrow, thank you for your support!"