History chat group: I just want to make money

When Li Shouren and others arrived at Chengzhong Street, the store was already crowded with people.

The people in the city rushed to tell each other, and some wished that a family of more than ten people would come to grab the salt. No matter they were the terminally ill old man or the unweaned child, as long as they could make a living, no one would be willing to take home half a kilogram more salt.

Some children tell them they are fourteen without even removing their butt curtains. If they lie about their age, they just open their mouths.

Of course, Lee Seung-kyu is not a fool. He found a ruler to measure his height. Children who are less than one meter tall are not allowed to apply for membership.

He was not used to these people's bad habits.

Anyway, as long as he is here, no one will dare to make mistakes, and there are still seven or eight government officials here to maintain order.

Of course, the old boy Qiu Xiuru was sighing from the sidelines.

Adding fuel to the flames and letting him play is a thief's understanding.

Just outside the crowd, Li Shouren, Zhang Guogui and others had already hidden in a corner to observe secretly.

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Prince of Xinjiang was actually giving away salt for free.

Most of the dozen or so large boxes in front of the store were already empty. These old men were all experienced businessmen. A quick glance revealed that these wooden boxes could hold at least two thousand kilograms of fine salt.

Is this all given away?

Zhang Baoku grinned and felt his heart bleed.

"Where on earth did Li Chengjiu get so much fine salt? Isn't this too wasteful?"

An old man next to him also said in a trembling voice: "Everyone knows that we will open a warehouse to sell salt tomorrow. Who can buy our salt if he does this? This is not giving us a way to survive!"

"Yes, I even took out the coffin book to collect these salts. Now it's all over."

"Brother Li, please tell me something. What should we do next?"

Several old men were whispering in his ears, which made Li Shouren extremely annoyed.

"Okay! Do you think I'm not in a hurry? If Li Chengjiu does this, how can I know what to do?!"

Impatiently, several old men were speechless, but one of them took a deep breath and said:

"Brother Li, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are dozens of people in the house waiting for dinner. We don't like this."

Li Shouren turned his head, "Then what do you want from me? Our family won't eat during the Chinese New Year?"

As soon as these words came out, the other old man became a little anxious.

"President Li, you took the lead in causing this, and now that it has become like this, you have to give us an explanation, right?"

Hearing this, Li Shouren's eyes widened, "Explain? Which of you can collect more salt than me? I still want an explanation now. Do you give it or do you give it?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at several people one by one.

This finger immediately made several people angry. One of the old men slapped his finger away and said angrily:

"What are you talking about? If you hadn't proposed to hand over Yan Yin, I wouldn't have behaved like this today."

"Yes! The New Deal has not yet been implemented in southern Xinjiang. You are not joining forces with the higher authorities to trick me, are you?!"

"I tell you Zhao Waizi, we have to speak conscientiously. Didn't I manage the new Yanyin for you?"

"Now this salt guide is of no use?! Once the New Deal comes to southern Xinjiang, there's no telling who will be responsible for the sale of fine salt."

Seeing that he was getting more and more excited as he talked, Zhang Guogui shouted loudly:

"Okay! What's the use of talking about these things after the fact? The most urgent thing is to think about what to do!"

Several old men were startled.

However, the next second the old man known as Zhao Waizi pointed directly at his nose and cursed:

"Stop making sarcastic remarks here. Who doesn't know that you and Li Shouren are wearing the same pair of pants? Now I understand that you two are setting up a trap to trap us!"

"Yes, no wonder you have to call my two brothers up every time something happens, and they are waiting here together!"

Another old man also responded repeatedly.

This time, Zhang Guoguo couldn't help but said quickly: "I didn't do it, I am also a victim. You two can't catch one and bite the other, right?"

"Victim? If you two lose money, it will only hurt your muscles and bones at most, but what about us? That's the entire family business!"

The two old men gritted their teeth. In order to make a big fortune, they spent all their money and even borrowed a lot from relatives and friends. What if all the fine salt they had accumulated fell into their hands?

Completely finished.

Li Shouren narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly:

"You two insisted on increasing the stakes at that time, and now you blame me?"

"Is it your fault? I'm going to fucking beat you up!"

One of the old men finally couldn't hold himself any longer, jumped up and punched Li Shouren in the face.

Li Shouren was beaten and staggered.

Covering his face, he felt his blood pressure rise suddenly, and said angrily: "Are you fucking crazy? You dare to hit me?"

"You're the one I'm beating!"

With an angry curse, the two old men had already become red-eyed. Now that there was no sign of the president in their eyes, Zhao Waizi pounced on Li Shouren, grabbed Li Shouren's neck and pushed him to the ground.

"I'll strangle you to death!"

Li Shouren was choked so much that he coughed, so he raised his foot and kicked on his lower abdomen.

Zhao Waizi was knocked out of breath by this kick, and he lay on the side and began to gasp for breath.

"Old...Old Wang, you...what are you waiting for? Fuck him!"

When another old man heard this, his gray eyebrows stood up suddenly. Seeing Li Shouren about to get up, he stepped forward and scratched his face with his claws.

Li Shouren howled in pain.

"Ah! You old man, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man couldn't hear a word at this time. He scratched desperately and cursed wildly, "If you don't want us to live, then you can't even think about it! Anyway, we will die anyway, I am not afraid of you!"

When Zhang Guoguo saw the three of them fighting in a group, he didn't know who to help, so he could only hurriedly step up to the fence.

"Don't fight anymore! Stop it, don't fight anymore!"

He stood sideways in front of Li Shouren and wanted to reach out to hold down the old man's arm.

When Zhao Waizi, who had just recovered somewhat, saw this, he gritted his teeth and threw Zhang Baogui to the ground. He opened his mouth and took a bite on his shoulder.

This bite almost didn't break two teeth.

When the housekeeper of the Li family saw that his master was being beaten, he picked up a broom from nowhere and started patting the old men randomly.

No wonder others say that there are no permanent enemies or permanent friends in the world, only eternal interests.

Now that the benefits are gone, the alliance will collapse.

Just like that, less than ten minutes after arriving here, five old men were fighting together.

Then, in the densest area of ​​​​the city's streets, two beautiful scenery lines suddenly created a very sharp contrast.

One side was surrounded by people, scrambling to sign up for membership.

On the other side, five old men, unkempt and disheveled, were happily lying on the ground folding Arhats.

Of course, because the sight was blocked by the surrounding people, Li Chengjiu did not notice the situation on this side.

It wasn't until someone suddenly shouted that he stood on tiptoe and looked outside.

At first glance, I was shocked.

Damn it!

Aren’t those President Li and Zhang Ergou’s father?

what's going on?

How many people have come here to dance in the square?

There is no old lady here, how can you dance so vigorously?