Zhang Chu walked in the alley in Wutong with two hanging money in his arms, and Li Gouzi and Yu Er followed him respectfully.

"The first step is to move steadily."

"The next thing is to win over the hearts of the people and gain the best interests in the battle between the Qinglong Gang and the Eight Gangs!"

"The key is to make money!"

"Only people can be rich!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chu couldn't help but touch the two big money in his arms.

The currency system of Dali Country, one hundred large coins are a hanging, one hanging is combined with one tael of silver, and ten taels of silver are combined with one tael of gold!

However, most gold and silver are in the hands of money shops and those big investors, and the most circulated in ordinary people is large money.

For a big money, you can buy two white flour steamed buns. Calculated by purchasing power, it is almost equivalent to two pieces of soft girl coins.

The two-drunk money is only 400 yuan for soft sister coins, but in fact, it is definitely more than ten thousand yuan for soft sister coins!

The mixed soup and spicy hot pot business that Zhang Chu had previously had, and the surplus of only five or six big money was jealous of everyone and almost beaten to death!

The poor man in the wutong tree can get two or three steamed buns mixed with chaff in a day, which is a very beautiful day... Such steamed buns can be bought with a lot of money.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Chu turned around and looked at the two minions behind him: "Li Gouzi, Yu Er, where is your territory?"

Li Gouzi is a young man who lacks a front teeth, while Yu Er is a middle-aged man who lacks a thumb on his left hand.

When Li Gouzi heard this, he stepped forward and bared his yellow teeth: "Master Chu, our territory is the alley next door."

Zhang Chu looked at his hand and knew it.

The alleys in Wutong are almost the same, as they are as ragged and dirty, and he has no intention of going to take a look.

“How much money can you charge every month?”

Li Gouzi: "If you say good luck to Mr. Zhang, you can get fifty or sixty big money every month. If you don't have good luck, you will only have thirty or forty big money."

"So poor!"

Zhang Chu sighed secretly in his heart.

This was also within his expectations... How much oil can these poor people in Wutong have? There is really a lot of oil and water, and Liu Wu can't give it to him so happily!

Of course, when he joined the Heihu Hall, he did not point to making a living by collecting protection fees.

What he wants is the tiger skin of Heihutang!

"Which old man did you have with before?"

Li Gouzi: "Master Chu, we used to be with Zhang Meng, Master Meng!"

Zhang Chu listened to Li Gouzi's words, but his eyes glanced at Yu Er beside him.

After following along the way, Li Gouzi was answering, but Yu Er didn't answer a single word.

What a silent personality?

Or have other thoughts?

After thinking for a while, he took out a hanging of money from his arms, untied the rope, counted fifty big money and handed it to Yu Er: "Old second, you will give this money to Meng Ye, just say that it is me, Zhang Chu, respecting him.

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Yu Er glanced at Zhang Chu unexpectedly and nodded: "Yes, Master Chu!"

After Yu Er left, Zhang Chu randomly competed the remaining fifty big money into Li Gouzi, "Gouzi, take this money and buy forty big steamed buns, and the remaining ten big money, you

Keep it yourself and invite a doctor to me by the way... You are younger than Yu Er and have a lively mind. I think of you!"

After getting ten big money for free, Li Gouzi's mouth was almost broken, "Thank you, Mr. Chu, you will be my biological brother in the future!"

Ten big money!

Many more!

Although they used to get fifty or sixty big money every month, they were all Zhang Meng. If they fell into his and Yu Er's hands, they should laugh at each other!

A gangster?

The gangsters in Wutong are just as tumbling as the coolies in other places!

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Chu laughed at the same time, and once again sighed at the terrible terror of being uneducated.

People are educated and flattering are devoted to their efforts and their hearts.

If you are not educated, you can only say one thing: You will be my biological brother in the future.

...

The sky clears up.

A large pot was set up in the middle of the dirty alley.

The big pieces of firewood under the pot were burning with crackling sounds.

There is a large steamer in the pot, and wisps of hot air gather in the golden sunlight.

The slightly bitter fragrance of the vegetable leaves is floating in the alleys...

One by one, the withered figures crawled out of the low and dilapidated shack and slowly surrounded the pot.

But no one dared to get close to the cauldron.

Li Gouzi stood in front of the big pot with a stick with eyebrows.

Of course, Li Gouzi is not scary!

What’s scary is the Black Tiger Hall behind him!

Who doesn’t know the poor ghost in the sycamore tree?

Those who don’t know have become dead.

Behind the big pot, there is a temporary high platform.

After washing up, Zhang Chu, who had put on clean clothes, slowly climbed up the platform.

Although his face was still sallow, his clean and tidy clothes finally regained his noble character as a free and unrestrained rich second generation in his previous life.

Noble things are amazing.

It's invisible and intangible, but it's real!

And it cannot be developed overnight!

There is undoubtedly Zhang Chu.

Although it is not as good as those nobles of large families who have truly passed down for several generations, they are at least out of the rash taste of nouveau riche.

And this is enough to widen the gap between him and the poor people in Wutong.

Zhang Chu stood on the platform, raised his hands, glanced at him, and said, "Someone knows me, some people don't know me!"

"My name is Zhang Chu!"

"Black Tiger Hall white paper fan!"

"I will take care of this street from now on!"

"In other words, everyone will make a living under my hands in the future!"

"These steamed buns are my gifts for everyone!"

"From now on, anyone who doesn't want to be hungry can come to me, Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang has no great ability, but at least he can give everyone a way out!"

"Dog, let's give steamed buns!"

Li Gouzi immediately pulled his throat and shouted: "You short-lived miscellaneous people, why don't you thank Chu Ye Renyi!"

Many poor people in the sycamore trees were stunned for a while before saying in groups of three or three: "Thank you for your kindness and righteousness!"

The voice is weak and I can't hear much gratitude.

Zhang Chu didn't care. He knew that although the residents here had a low life, they were not so cheap that they were grateful to people for two or three wild vegetables.

...

Outside the Black Tiger Hall.

Taking off his shirt, Liu Wu, who was shirtless, stole horses and grabbed a stone lock the size of a bucket with one hand and squeezed his arm strength. The large muscles kept rising and falling with his movements.

In late autumn, there was already a little chill, but there was a hint of heat rising from Liu Wu's body.

Yu Er stood respectfully in the distance.

After a while, Liu Wu threw down two stone locks, stood up slowly, and slowly exhaled a white breath.

The white air ruler is longer than long, condenses but does not dissipate, just like a solid body!

Yu Er then came over and bowed and said, "Master Chu gave me half a bale of money to Meng Ye, saying that it was for Meng Ye's filial piety, and spent half a bale of money to buy some steamed buns for the poor people on the territory.

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To be continued...