Chapter 64 Omnipotent Brocade Guard (Monday's First Update)

  The soldiers standing on both sides, holding batons, were all gathered together. Although they covered their faces with cloth to avoid trouble, the respect in their eyes was just like Chen Dahu's. Zhang Liang on the side had already jumped up and down excitedly, almost shouting that Jiang Feng was his master.

  Jiang Feng was a young man who graduated and worked for a year in modern times. In this era, he is an ordinary street patrol officer. Who knows what military tactics are? This move was still from his vocational middle school days when he got into trouble outside and another school's rival called hundreds of people to rush into the school and surround it.

  The teachers were dodging left and right, the security guards all hid under the tables, Jiang Feng's martial arts club classmates were hiding in the classroom in a state of panic, watching as the other side came over with their equipment one class at a time. Still, the team leader who didn't run out of the classroom was quite law-abiding.

  Directed everyone to dismantle the tables and chairs, the strong ones carried the table legs, the weaker ones carried the chair covers, and the powdered chalk wrapped in newspaper. Formed a formation and walked out slowly, the corridor of the teaching building was narrow, and the outside school thugs who were making trouble couldn't resist the formation of clubs and dust.

  As a result, several hundred people surrounded them, but it was Jiang Feng and his twenty or so people who held out for over half an hour until the police arrived. After this incident, Jiang Feng and his Bajiquan Association became famous throughout the school, with students and teachers alike praising them as a "military-style organization" and a "campus gang", and they were indeed glorious.

  The wisdom of the day was brought to the present, and it even made these elite soldiers sigh in admiration. It's a bit ridiculous, but Jiang Feng also had his own small mind. This organized fight has an advantage, which is that it can control the intensity of the fight. If these big men were to start fighting seriously and someone got killed, that would be a disaster. It's better this way, with strict constraints in place, just enough to make a point.

  But the boast of others, Jiang Feng still gladly accepted, with a complacent expression, these people had already surrounded him and Chen Dahu and Zhang Liang standing in front of the door, Zhongxintang was a three-story high-rise building, looking at it was extremely magnificent, the facade was much larger than Huifeng Building.

  However, looking at it now, it's not clean, and under the torchlight, there are some stains. It can be imagined that after Li Yong took over this business, he didn't take good care of it either. Now the gate is tightly closed, and inside it's pitch black, making it impossible to see what's real or fake. Chen Dahu shouted loudly, and several people immediately went up to push the gate with force.

  The gate creaked with no movement, and someone immediately said:

  "Brother Tiger, it's probably because something inside is blocking it, and the door can't be opened."

  Chen Dahou hadn't spoken yet, but Jiang Feng started barking orders from the side, pointing at a carved window and shouting:

  "Smash his window."

  The windows were not yet closed, and the door was only propped up. As soon as they heard the shouting outside, the originally quiet Zhongsheng Hall suddenly erupted in urgent cries for help. The voice was naturally extremely panicked, and it was unmistakably Li Yong's shout from just now:

  "Hurry up and get something to block the window, it's going to rain..."

  Temporary Buddha's feet are not enough, the carved flower window is considered to be the most exquisite wooden window. The Zhongsheng Hall uses this as a door face, which is also a good job. However, the more delicate things must be fragile. The Han people of the Yongshi Camp are already smashing with sticks and prying open.

  In a few moments, the window was smashed open and a large hole was made. The agile legs had already jumped in. Inside were some household servants, but even with some skills, they couldn't compare to the fierce warriors outside. Suddenly, there were cries of surprise inside, followed by angry curses, and then turned into painful wails.

  At this time, Jiang Feng shouted loudly outside:

  "Brothers, don't use force either, just let Old Li sell the store to us and that's it. If he doesn't sell..."

  The men inside and outside were all joking around, and someone at the entrance suddenly shouted loudly:

  "Just beat him until he sells it!!"

  Then a loud and boisterous laughter broke out on this street.

  One day, Jiang Feng spent over 100 taels of silver to have Zhang Liang hire people. To put this into perspective, even the imperial stables' personnel and ordinary soldiers only received around 10 taels of silver as their annual salary, which translates to about 5 taels in hand after deductions. Now, everyone suddenly had almost 2 taels of silver each.

  Nature is happy, but Jiang Feng has not lost out. Generally speaking, those who rely on others' power and pretend to be mighty are soft eggs. This is particularly evident in Li Yong's case. With dozens of burly men standing in front of him, brandishing their clubs, Jiang Feng punched the table to pieces, while Chen Dahu shouted: "Is your head as hard as that table?" Scared, Li Yong immediately signed the contract obediently.

  Jiang Feng absolutely did not deduct a single penny, instead he gave the full 650 taels of silver. If calculated, it's not like they took advantage of him. The business of Zhongsheng Hall has been declining since Li Yong's meddling, so 650 taels is actually a high price.

  Jiang Feng promptly handed over the money, 670 taels of baochao, which was the paper currency of the Ming dynasty. Although the value of baochao had begun to depreciate during the Xuande period, one tael of baochao was equivalent to one tael of silver in official taxation and procurement. However, among the people, exchanging 100 taels of baochao for five taels of silver was already considered a good deal.

  During the Zhengde period when Liu Jin held great power, even government offices were ashamed to use this baochao to extort money from the people. As a result, in normal practice, the baochao was already a mere name, but according to the law, it was still stipulated that one or two baochao could be exchanged for one or two liang of silver. If there were disputes, what would be the crime of not using baochao?

  Kill him!

  In total, Jiang Feng spent 35 taels of silver to buy Zhong Xintang, and then got a change of 20 taels from Li Yong's hands, so he actually spent 15 taels.

  When the contract was being signed, Chen Dahu, who was watching from the side, was truly astonished to the extreme, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. The way Jiang Feng politely smashed the table and then politely asked Li Yong to sign the contract was indeed impressive.

  Then Zhang Liang was sent back to fetch the treasure, and with courtesy, he asked Li Yong to sign a receipt, draw blood as a pledge, and then with a smile all over his face, he saw him out. Jiang Feng personally escorted the tearless Li Yong for a long distance before sauntering back, and by that time, the main hall of Zhongsheng Hall had already lit up its lamps.

  As soon as Jiang Feng entered the door, he saw Chen Dahu and Zhang Liang still there with their mouths agape, their faces filled with disbelieving expressions. He didn't know that at first he was a god of wealth, later a martial arts master, in group fights like a military officer, but when it came to business just now, he became a standard sly merchant.

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