The small shop naturally needs to occupy a little street. Fortunately, Liaoyang Prefecture is spacious and the street is also spacious. Apart from a few official roads, the two or three meters of land in front of the shop can be used.

We sat outside and watched the pedestrians coming and going, mainly Khitan women, Jurchen women, etc., which was really a pleasure.

Unlike the women in Dongying Island and the Song Dynasty who rarely go out, the girls on the grassland are famously generous and generous, and they all like to wander outside like men. If they don’t agree with each other, they will cut out when they draw their swords. There are also examples of people who are everywhere.

Just now, while we were waiting for the food to be served, Yan Xiaohu whistled at a Khitan girl with a good figure. The man turned around and looked at his rippling expression. He walked over and slapped him in the face. While we laughed, Yan Xiaohu, who had red marks on his face, wanted to find a hole to drill into the ground.

At lunch time, there were not many people in the city, but just as we were talking about the high-priced small buildings and shops opposite, we suddenly "boomed", and two people suddenly flew out of the second floor in a small building more than 20 meters away in front.

After landing on the ground, the two not only did not separate, but also continued to fight.

Just as we were looking at each other, more than a dozen teenagers roared off the second floor, and they fought together on the street.

They were not fighting, but were really fighting and killing. They were not satisfied with fighting with bare hands, and they grabbed everything from the shop next to them and rushed upwards.

For a moment, hidden weapons flew everywhere, beating the pedestrians and people in the shops ran away in a panic!

What surprised me the most was not this, but a group of yamen runners who had just walked over from us. But when they saw these teenagers fighting, they not only did not go up to stop them, but instead turned collectively, and suddenly entered an alley next to us, pretending not to see it.

I thought about it for a moment and realized it instantly.

These teenagers who are fighting and causing trouble all look very famous!

"Boss. Do you know that group of people?"

At this time, the boss came up with a few bowls of mutton noodles, so I asked him casually.

The boss took a look and then took back his eyes calmly, "They are a group of noble children. They like to compete and jealous on weekdays. This is quite light. If you rob the Red Girl in the kiln at night, the fight will be even more powerful. People often lie in the bed for half a month and a month... and even the most powerful ones are beaten to death! For this reason, His Highness King Zhao was angry and arrested them all and beat them up. Now he has finally restrained himself."

"Tsk tsk!"

Tang Benjixiu was eating buns and sighed: "These people are really full and have nothing to do. If you have this time, do something else well? Even if you work hard for your future, it is better than being so playful, right?"

We are on the Hokkien Island, but we never thought that life would be like them. Our life is just to work harder and harder, to avoid being bullied, and to work harder for a better life, and there is almost no time to stop.

Eat, drink, have fun all day, act voluntarily for trivial matters, or fight for girls, are these so-called typical lives of playboys?

The boss smiled when he heard this, "If they would do this, they wouldn't be called a young master. You are from other places, so you must be careful. Don't be entangled by them, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

"Can they cover the sky with just their hands?" I asked casually, "I'm afraid not. The city lord here will still protect foreign merchants."

"There will be no big trouble, but if there are constant small troubles, you will not be happy in this business, right?" The boss said, wanting to speak but stopping, and there was also a vague reminder in his words.

Perhaps what he wanted to say was the truth that "the king of hell is easy to see, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with."

People who do business are concerned about making money with harmony. If local snakes come to make trouble every day and affect their business, it will be more than worth the money.

The reason why we want to establish a relationship with Xiao Luhan is to do business well.

Ordinary business may be covered by a noble child, but our business is exclusive high-end and expensive goods, such as "hero blood", "golden bear paw", "super delicious abalone", "secretly made small buns", etc., all of them are delicious foods that are not available here. Without a heavyweight person as high as Xiao Luhan, there is no way to stop the greedy group of wolves and tigers.

There is no way, there is nothing absolutely fair in this world.

Just like the mainland people are born to encounter tsunamis and storms, but our Hokkien Island encounters such disasters several times a year; it is like their vast land and wealth, but every rice here has to be carefully calculated.

The same, unfair differences will not disappear because of your complaints

Complaints are of no use, and only through your own efforts can this injustice be changed.

The same is true for doing business. If you do not have enough strength to protect your goods, you will be robbed by pirates at sea, exploited in ports, and suppressed in the market...

Sometimes I really feel that doing business is really the same as being a grandson, with great worries.

But if you don’t do business and spend your life on the Hokkien Island all day long, you won’t eat enough, you won’t wear fabric or even silk, and you will only have the word “poor” engraved on your forehead all day long, and you won’t get any improvement.

Therefore, it is only about doing business that depends not only on the quality of your own things, but also on the human nature. If you want to succeed, you must increase your own profits and reduce your losses as much as possible.

The same is true for choosing Xiao Luhan. Since you need to pay tribute to a long-term business, it is better to just grab the biggest one. It is worse than just sharing your profits by a few people constantly.

Besides, the King of Zhao, Xiao Luhan, has a very good reputation. He doesn't look like he swallows everything in one bite. At least he can get in touch with it first, see how the situation is, and then make plans.

While thinking, the powerful and powerful children over there should have been defeated, and they resisted and retreated, gradually coming towards us.

The retreating guys were obviously a little panicked. They caught whatever they saw along the way, and threw them at the enemies chasing behind them, which made the victorious side very angry. When they caught up, they beat them hard, which made the number of people who escaped became smaller and smaller.

Seeing that the remaining few fled to us, and most likely they would run into the four or five tables on our side, Tucker frowned slightly, "Brother Bao..."

I shook my head and signaled them not to react, and then let's talk about it.

The result was as we imagined. The stalls of several shops in front were frustrated by these people, but they were still chased by the people behind and beaten up.

The only youngest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, finally broke free from the enemy, but was kicked in the butt by another person who caught up. As he staggered, he bumped into our table with an unstable moment.

"Praise~~"

The table, which was originally a wooden rack, fell down immediately by the boy, but he took advantage of the strength of his hands on the table to gain a firm foothold.

Seeing us who flashed aside, looking at him, the rough-looking boy smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, I'm sorry!"

He just apologized here, and two young men who were taller than him had arrived behind him. He grabbed his arm and dragged the young man back with force.

"Damn it, An Shu, you little bastard, dare to go against us, uncle, go to death!"

The two of them punched the boy's head like a thunderstorm. The boy in pain hurriedly hugged his head and lay down, but the two did not stop at all. They kept kicking the boy's waist and legs. His fierce appearance scared everyone around him so hard that they only dared to show one head.

More and more people from the victorious side rushed over, and about a dozen of them looked at the last enemy and laughed non-stop, with pride in their eyes and laughter.

A tall and strong Khitan boy, somehow, suddenly saw the people on our side. Not only was he not afraid, but he frowned and looked at the situation where they beat the enemy, and he felt unhappy.

The little bully's personality made him feel that anyone should respect him and others. For example, these obviously foreign boys seemed to be dissatisfied with their own group of people. That was absolutely disrespectful!

After thinking about it, the Khitan boy pointed at us and started to drink.

With his loud shout, a group of people immediately looked at us with a bad expression.

My face changed, and I snorted coldly in my heart: It’s really something that doesn’t know how to live or die!

Yan Xiaohu didn't understand Khitan's words and asked me, "Brother Bao, what is this kid talking about?"

I said lightly: "He is calling us a lowly Japanese slave, and dares to disrespect them and ask us to kneel down and beg for mercy."

"ah?"

Yan Xiaohu immediately became angry and slapped the table and said, "Go to your mother's Khitan barbarian! I am a descendant of the Tang Dynasty! I don't know how nobler than you, I want to ask me to beg for mercy, grass!"

Originally, the group of Khitan boys had a fierce look on their faces. When Yan Xiaohu made such a fuss, the strongest Khitan boy immediately roared and rushed over with his fists.

"beat!"

I didn't want to cause trouble, but when I saw that everything was coming to my house, I didn't have the idea of ​​endurance. After shouting loudly, I rushed into the crowd with my friends.

Another melee! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!