"Okay, then go over." Liao Xuebing greeted: "Guan Muyun, come up and sit down. Let me tell you, when you go in, you will slap the table and stare at the boss until you get angry. You will not express the purpose of this trip. Pay attention, do you know the first thing you say? You must have enough heat, and you must be afraid of you. The tea shop is newly opened, not a huge profit industry. Just take a thousand yuan, otherwise it will be more cost-effective to destroy the economic development of Zhuque Street."

"Teacher, do you always live a life that is worthless? Use violence to threaten others to earn improper benefits." Guan Muyun carefully thought about how to use the wording so as not to offend the teacher. "Who will not open a store on Zhuque Street if this continues?"

"You have asked the point. There are seventeen or eighteen streets in Beicheng District. There are many unemployed vagrants. They often maliciously blackmail the owners. We just symbolically dare to take a little fee to protect their interests from being violated. Of course, there are also people who are unwilling to pay protection fees. We don't collect them. The Bald Head Party, the Tiger Gang, and the Black Dragon Party will also collect them. We also have a rule: Shaw Brothers Industry collects more, and other industries collect less or not. Look, the bookstore I just passed by, I also helped the boss manage a few thieves, and the bakery that had been blown up. In the past, there were many gangsters hiding dead flies to blackmail. The police couldn't control them at all. I just kindly sent him."

"Oh! I didn't expect that the teacher would be the messenger of justice."

"Fuck, don't be so disgusting. The main reason is that you are new to the gang today. They will take you to see it. Are you afraid of fighting or something in the future? Don't say you dare not go. You are brave at that time when the teacher is doing it. By the way, is A Xue good today?"

Guan Muyun immediately became depressed: "That little girl used to be quite sticky to me, but today she ignored me. She broke a glass bottle and was not scolded, and she wanted to cry. When I said, "If you dare to cry, Uncle Liao will not come in the future. The little girl will stop crying. Teacher, have you Speed ​​Party also done children's trafficking?"

"We are gangsters with principles, don't talk nonsense. By the way, don't reveal this to anyone when you go back to school, otherwise you won't have a good end if I'm done."

Although the Ted Braised Brine Store has been closed, the strong fragrance of seasonings has been floating in the air and it has never been dissipated. It is mixed with the faint fragrance of Tieguanyin. A store is opened behind the wooden fence on the left sidewalk, and a bright light is revealed behind the glass door.

The plaque of Youxian Yin Tea Shop is painted in pig liver color, with wood-like textures added. There are lanterns hanging on the front eaves, and there are unswept red firecrackers in front of the door. It looks ancient, but unfortunately it is already very late. Looking inward from the glass door, there is no customer, and the boss dozing off at the counter.

"Guan Muyun, the time for the stage is up. We are waiting for you outside. No matter what happens this time, we will not help you."

Guan Muyun took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and was about to walk in, Ye Xiaobai said, "Brother, take off your shirt and widen your eyes." "It's been more than October, so cold you will catch a cold." Having said that, Guan Muyun took off his coat and underwear as he said. The autumn wind blew and got goose bumps, his nose was bruised, and his forehead was bandaged that was injured yesterday. The rib-shaped body that had not yet developed during adolescence was extremely funny. Guan Muyun raised his head and straightened his chest, inserted the woodpecker knife into his waist, and pushed open the glass door proudly.

Ye Xiaobai and others parked the car outside the sidewalk, lit a cigarette and said, "Brother Bing, what's your idea for pulling the student into the water?"

Liao Xuebing used a Havana cigar as usual and said, "Everyone has his own different development direction. This kid's family is not very good. Let him first try to increase the fastest income from the year. I have no other idea. I am not a saint, and my ideological level is not as high as you think."

Guan Muyun's face was concave, like a big frog. He walked to the counter with great momentum and took a strong shot: "Boss!"

The boss stood up quickly: "What tea do the boss want to drink? The shop has excellent Longjing, Pu'er, Tieguanyin, Biluochun, Huangshan Hair Bee, Maojian, Wuyi Rock Tea, which is cheap and good. The newly opened price is only 20% off. Aying, why don't you come here to greet the guests quickly?"

The girl wearing a small apron, wearing black soft-soled cloth shoes and combing her big braids ran over with the menu and said, "Sir, please wait for a while in the seat. What kind of tea you want to drink can order the eleven-year Yunnan Pu'er tea recommended to collect from our store. One or two of them will charge 70 yuan."

Guan Muyun didn't say anything, stared at the boss, gritted his teeth, and his nose wings trembled. At first glance, he looked like a lunatic who had just run out of the hospital.

"Sir, sir?"

The boss was also surprised: "This child would not have suffered any kind of heartbreak. He came to buy drunk and drown his sorrows by drinking, right? But the teahouse cannot sell alcohol, otherwise it will affect the business. When other customers know about it, they will think that the store is of low quality." After looking around, they found that there were indeed no other customers, and the business has not opened for a day, so they couldn't wait. They smiled and said, "Sir, our store also has beer, rice wine, rice wine, Erguotou, and Du Kang for you to choose."

Guan Muyun saw that the counter was made of wooden, and finally felt at ease. She pulled out the knife and inserted it in, shouting, "I, I" suddenly leaked in one breath: "I, I am the business owner who collects protection fees."

The boss understood: "No wonder I was covered in ribs and I thought I was nude crazy." He ordered the waiter: "Aying, give him some change and let him go." He slowly let go with a fruit knife under the counter.

Aying looked at Guan Muyun with a hint of pity, grabbed a handful of coins and said, "Little brother, this is more than ten yuan. Buy a few buns and eat them home slowly. It's so pitiful to see you are so hungry."

Guan Muyun blushed and said, "I am not a beggar. I really come to collect protection fees. Just one thousand yuan is enough." He secretly hated Ye Xiaobai for asking him to take off his clothes. He was a little unreasonable. In the past, there were beggars in convenience stores to make a living, but he drove them away without saying a word. Now the boss's heart is already very kind, how can he bear to ask for his money? Moreover, when the store saw that there were not many customers, maybe he had no income yet?

The boss pulled the woodpecker up and removed the dirt from his nails and smiled and said, "Well, if you want protection fee, you must also show your ability. If you pass my test, the protection fee will of course be."

"What, what test? Are you going to fight alone? I'm not afraid of you." Guan Muyun hurriedly set up Huang Feihong's family, twisted his left hand and lowered his right hand, and his breath sinks to Qiandantian, like a big pliers: "I, I have martial arts, don't come here."

The boss was amused and laughed: "Don't be nervous, I just need to ask you a few questions."

"What's the problem? If I were to inquire about the internal secrets of our gang, I wouldn't tell you even if I beat you to death." Guan Muyun became alert.

This child is really immature, I am afraid he is still degenerate by the temptation of bad people. However, young people are very malleable and have a lot of opportunities to change. The boss cleared his throat: "The first question: Aunt Zhang talks all day long, but in one month she talks the least. Which month is it?"

Liao Xuebing, who was listening to the outside of the door, almost spit out his saliva: "This boss is interesting?"

Guan Muyun thought hard and sat down on the table carved with large tree stumps, painted with lacquer, layered upper and lower layers and water-dipped holes. Aying brought a cup of tea. Guan Muyun drank it in one go, thinking: "Twelve months a year, this should be analyzed from the perspective of folklore. January and February are cold, but the New Year's relationship may say a lot, because we have to pay New Year's greetings and welcome guests. In March, it's time to go to work, but I don't know what Aunt Zhang's identity is. It's really difficult." Then he asked: "Boss, what is Aunt Zhang's profession? Work or a housewife?"

The boss laughed: "I don't know either. If you guess slowly, it should have nothing to do with your profession."

Guan Muyun had to continue thinking: "That should be guessed from family and seasons. March and April are spring, and Aunt Zhang is a woman. One day the weather is good, and people will definitely talk a lot when they are happy. It's not this. May, June, and July. When children go to school, they always have to talk a little, just like my mother, it's not right."

After thinking for a long time, the method of eliminating the suspicious identity was eliminated and he shouted: "I understand! It's November! Aunt Zhang has nothing to do, and the weather is cold, so he definitely doesn't want to talk."

The boss waited for him for a long time and was already wiping the table and preparing to make a fortune. When he heard his yell, he was so scared that he almost put the rag on the old ground. Aying couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "It's February! Big fool!"

Outside the door, Ye Xiaobai was sweating profusely and said, "Brother Bing, did you really teach a student of this level?"

"Only February of the year is twenty-eight days, and the rest is thirty days, thirty days, so Aunt Zhang only talks the least in February." The boss held back his smile and said the answer.

Guan Muyun suddenly realized: "Yes, I realized it was really reasonable after you said this. Oh, why didn't you expect it just now!"

"Then go back, learn more cultural knowledge and then get the protection fee. I won't charge you for that cup of green tea, anyway, it's soaked in broken flowers and leaves."

"Wait, boss, give me another chance. I can't think of it when you put ecstasy medicine in the tea just now." Guan Muyun was anxious and stopped the boss.

“Every couple has an absolute commonality in life, what is it?”

Guan Muyun was stunned again: "Love? No, otherwise how could anyone get divorced? They all have children? No, what if one of them is a second marriage and brought the child?" He grabbed his hair and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!