There is a market in the south of Suidu, 3,600 miles.

The market has no city walls or moats. More than a dozen avenues crisscross the city, extending from the market to the surrounding wilderness, connecting the whole world.

The market is concentrated and all industries are prosperous. Every day, people come and go.

Iron-made, wine-making, meat-selling, oil-pressing, barrel-driving, and even make tofu, grinding soy milk, braised pork, fried oil cakes, and even restaurants, restaurants, casinos, brothels, everything is included and omnipotent.

It is said that it is a hundred industries, but in fact, there are more than a thousand or tens of thousands of industries. In a market, there are more than tens of millions of employees.

As the sun sets, half of the red fat faces shine the world red, and a large area of ​​red clouds in the west are rolling wildly, and tomorrow will be sunny.

In the market, in a fishy fish stall, Feng En was shirtless, wearing a calfskin pants, barefoot, a big bucket with his left hand and a rag in his right hand, kneeling on the ground, wiping the ground covered with blood, scales and intestines little by little.

Rinse the ground with clean water, rinse the blood stasis, pick up the fish scales and intestines, and throw them into the trash can beside it.

Then use a rag to wipe the ground rinsed with a clean water slowly.

The sewage mixed with blood stasis came back soaked over and dirtyed the rag. Feng En slowly stood up, washed the floor with a large bucket a few times, and then carried the wooden bucket to the large well not far from the fish stall to dig a bucket of water, and pulled the rag in the canal next to the well.

After repeated several times, the floor in the fish stall was cleaned and the floor made of granite was so clean that it could reveal the shadow of people.

Feng En stood up and breathed in satisfaction, looking at the newly renovated fish stall with a smile on his face.

"Boss, boss, can this fish be cheaper?" A big man with a burly figure, half a piece of body higher than Feng Entropy, big bra, round waist, and a huge belly full of black hair stood in front of the fish stall, pointing at a big yellow-scale carp in the pool.

Feng En smiled and looked at the big man, and shook his head quickly: "How can it be cheap... Look, it's still very fresh. Guest, our fresh fish is different from that pork and mutton. If you put pork and mutton for a day, the meat is no longer good. Our fresh fish is lively and circling... It's very fresh, very fresh."

The big man stretched out his hand and grabbed the big carp more than two feet long, and slapped it on the floor next to the pool.

The fish head fell to pieces, blood spurted out, staining the floor that had just been wiped clean.

The big man looked at Feng En proudly: "Boss, boss, look, isn't this fish dead... where is it new?"

Feng En was stunned.

The big man smiled and picked up his arms, looking at Feng En proudly. At the corner of the alley beside him, seven or eight bare chests and exposed their arms, with small daggers inserted between his waist. The man with a "severe eyebrows and rat eyes" took small steps and rushed out in a row, standing behind the big man.

"Brother, this fish stall owner is not honest... I want to fool you with dead fish."

A man with a hooked nose with a big eagle smiled and scolded Feng En to the burly man for something wrong.

"No, look at this fish, it's all dead. You have to sell it to you at the price of the lively fish. This is bullying our Heihu Hall. It's just a stingy look and bullying it to the end."

A man with triangular eyes grinned and gestured at Feng Entropy.

"Brother, you can't break the rules... In this vegetable market, only we, Heihu Hall, bullies others, but no one has ever bullied us."

A man with a big black mole on his face played with the small dagger and deliberately used the dagger to shave the stone table at the door of the fish stall and make a squeak.

"But, brother, I see that this kid is also new. I'm afraid he doesn't understand the rules." A man with a triangular face and goatee desperately showed a smart face, shaking his arms like a stinging rod, and said with a smile: "Let him pay you a sum of money and pay the money according to the rules in the future."

After coughing lightly, the goatee smiled and said, "Of course, these fish are to be compensated by brother, so I can bring them to drink tonight."

The burly man hugged his hands in front of his chest, smiled a few times, then looked at Feng En squintly, and said word by word: "Boy, do you understand? This vegetable market is the territory of our Heihu Hall. If you are new to you, you can not understand the rules...but you have to learn!"

Feng En smiled, bent down slightly, nodded to the burly man: "Yes, yes, little one understands... Follow the rules, follow the rules... I will help you clean up the fish, and you will just put it in the pot when you go back."

Feng En took out a fish-cutting knife, squatted beside the pool, and began to seriously blew the dead big carp, scraped off the fish scales, and cleaned it clean and neatly.

Not only this big carp, but also the other seven or eight very plump green carp, grass carp, silver carp, etc. in the pond were cleaned up by him and wrapped them carefully in kraft paper.

Feng En's movements were quick and clean, and he cleaned up several big fish in just one cup of tea.

The burly man couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Yeah, your hands are good... Hey, and you, you are also a good boy, have a good face... What's the fish selling? I'll introduce you to the gold-grabbing building. With your good looks and figure, how many ladies will be fascinated by you?"

"Those ladies give rewards of tens of thousands of silver and tens of thousands of gold overnight. How much money can you make in a day when you sell fish?"

The more the burly man looked at Feng En, the more he felt happy. He couldn't help laughing: "Hey, boy, why don't you think about it seriously. Listen to your words, I will make you delicious and spicy food, and I will not treat you badly!"

Feng En raised his head, stood up straight, smiled, and bowed deeply to the burly man.

"Master, my father said, men rely on skills to make a living."

He straightened his body again, Feng En smiled and said, "A craftsman, he can't eat enough in his life, and his descendants can't eat all his food. As long as he has work, he is not afraid of starving to death."

Feng En speaks sincerely.

The burly man was extremely resentful.

He tilted his head and looked at Feng En, saying in a very gloomy way, "Brother, this is not a matter of one fish, two fish. Don't you give me face?"

Feng En was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Master, I just advise you to follow the right path!"

The burly man and the men behind him all laughed hysterically.
Chapter completed!