Chapter 61: The Delinquent in Uniform

  At night, someone would come to make trouble, so Jiang Feng didn't have the heart to go to the market to stroll around. However, Huifeng Building was indeed short of manpower at this time, so he let Zhang Liang find a few people according to Zhao Xiucan's words, and he himself returned directly to Huifeng Building. He rode his horse to the front door, but found that the Ma brothers who were originally guarding there had gone somewhere.

  Zhao Xiūcái rushed out of the wine building in a hurry, his face anxious, and when he saw Jiang Feng, he quickly called out to him in a low voice:

  "Master, something's wrong, it's an emergency."

  One hand holding Jiang Feng's, walking towards the house, apparently not wanting others to hear, entering the hall, Zhao Xiuzai looked around and said in a low voice:

  "Boss, is someone coming to smash up the store tonight?"

  Although this news didn't have much impact on Jiang Feng, he found it strange that Zhao Xiuzai knew about it so soon. It was only this morning that Zhang Liang's father had told him about the matter, and yet by afternoon, Zhao Xiuzai already knew. But Zhao Xiuzai wasn't a local of the capital city, where did she get her information from?

  "How did you know?"

  "When the Ma brothers came to guard the shop at the door in the morning, they saw that many of the hoodlums who usually ate and drank here were walking towards the west. Only then did I learn that Li Yong, the owner of Zhongshun Hall in the west, was gathering his men and said that he would come to smash our Huifeng Building tonight because we had taken their business. The Ma brothers told me before they left that Li Yong is actually the younger brother-in-law of Zhao San, a thousand-household official of the Imperial Guard."

  Jiang Feng suddenly understood why Zhao Xiuzai's information was so accurate, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. This morning, Zhang Zhen still came to sell his personal feelings, which was also a place where Jiang Feng didn't think carefully. When opening a wine house in modern times, all the local hooligans would have to be bribed to understand, so they wouldn't come to make trouble for you.

  However, he was quite arrogant, thinking that his skills were exceptional, and with the identity of a Brocade Guard, no one would dare to provoke him. As for matters such as sanitation and commerce in this year's scenery, there was no need to bother, and since the Brocade Guards patrolling this area were the Ma brothers, this trouble had been eliminated.

  But then something else happened, and for some reason, he offended the Zhongshun Hall. Jiang Feng slapped his palm heavily on the table, scaring the busy craftsmen to jump up. Jiang Feng looked at them, waved his hand, and shouted:

  "Everyone can go back first, today I give everyone a day off, and the wages will be calculated as usual."

  Those craftsmen also vaguely knew that someone would come to smash the store at night, and they were all anxious in their hearts. When they heard this, they immediately left the store in a hurry, each with quick feet. Jiang Feng saw the craftsmen running so fast that he couldn't help but smile wryly, turning his head to follow Zhao Xiuzai and jokingly say:

  "Lao Zhao, does this count as 'when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter'?"

  Zhao Xiūcái was taken aback and replied with a bitter face:

  "Grandpa Jiang, what's gotten into you? You're still joking around at a time like this."

  "Damn it, my business hasn't even started yet, what's there to fight for?"

  Jiang Feng was no longer pretending to be calm, and with one kick, he overturned a stool. Bao Wen had already walked in from behind, and upon seeing this scene, unexpectedly, the usually carefree and frivolous Bao also didn't crack a joke, but instead let out a sigh and began to speak:

  "Master, there's nothing we can do about it. The Zhongsheng Hall was originally the best restaurant in Nancheng, but it was taken over by that rascal Li Yong. That young punk relied on his sister marrying Zhao Tianbo as a concubine to act tyrannically in Nancheng. Who would dare offend a thousand-household commander of the Brocade Guard?"

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng suddenly lifted his head and waited for Bao Wen to ask:

  "Lao Bao, didn't you say that Zhongxintang wasn't opened by Zhao Tianbo?"

  Bao Wendi nodded, and Jiang Feng continued to ask:

  "Are those rascals who came to cause trouble tonight not the Brocade Guards?"

  Although the house was filled with worries, Jiang Feng's words still made him smile, and Bao Xiaozi said with a bitter smile:

  "My master, in the capital city, it's under the emperor's feet, who dares to mobilize troops recklessly... these nobles fight among themselves in their suburban villas..."

  It's also this matter, the Jin Yiwei has more than a dozen thousand households, but they are all placed in the establishment, and very few are fully manned. What's more, it's for his own younger brother-in-law to fight for wealth, and they're all local rascals. Then what am I afraid of? Jiang Feng thought about this, and the worried look on his face slowly faded away. Bao Wen, who was standing beside him, quickly added a few words:

  "Master, now you're not afraid, you really are a generous person. That group of rascals has two or three hundred people, two or three hundred people, and one by one they can tear down this wine shop."

  Jiang Feng hadn't spoken yet when he heard someone outside shouting loudly:

  "Master, I've bought it back."

  It was indeed Zhang Liang's voice. At this time, Jiang Feng smiled and said to Zhao Xiuzai beside him:

  "Lao Zhao, you go take a look at the goods Zhang Liang bought outside first and arrange them properly. We'll close the shop in the afternoon. You and Lao Bao can go rest first. Oh, Lao Bao, go to the back and get Tie Dan over here for me."

  Zhang Liang walked in and hadn't said he had finished yet, Jiang Feng spoke up first and asked:

  "Disciple, how did these thugs gather outside?"

  Zhang Liang picked up the iced tea on the table and gulped it down, wiped his mouth without thinking, and replied directly:

  "It's natural to pay for a fight, one hundred and fifty coins per round, you bring your own gear, if someone gets hurt or killed, the person who paid is responsible for medical expenses and funeral arrangements..."

  "I have a hundred taels of silver here for you, find me a few hundred people..."

  Zhang Liang waved his hand in disdain and said loudly:

  "Master, why waste money on that fake stuff? I'll go to the Warrior's Camp and find some real people. The price may be higher, but one of them is worth ten of those street vendors."

  "Can you move?"

  "Those grandsons are usually idle and have nothing to do, they just hang around, take money, and all of them are from the upper class. Master, do you want to use him? It's also close to our place, he can arrive in half an hour."

  Bao Wen and Zhao Xiuzai never thought things would turn out this way. More than half a watch later, a group of men dressed in plain clothes sat in the main hall of Huifeng Building. Although they were not very old, each of their eyebrows had a fierce and ferocious look.

  Each of them was a sturdy young man. As soon as they entered the house, they were shocked by the unique decoration. Then, under Zhang Liang's leadership, they sat down on the long bench. The first one among them was the tallest, with a headscarf tied diagonally on his head, and he shouted to Zhang Liang in a loud voice:

  "Liangzi, if there's such a good thing in the future, just call brother over, West City Gate is idle to death every day..."

  Zhang Liang was all smiles as he introduced Zhao Xiuzai and Bao Chubby to them, proudly saying:

  "Zhao big brother, Bao big brother, this is my dad's big apprentice Chen Dahu, today he brought his brothers to help us out."

  Last night after 10 o'clock got home, drank a lot of wine, then modified, so display fake update.

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