At noon, the business of the offal soup stall is at its best.

Zhang Chu and Li Gouzi followed the crowd and slowly moved to the stall.

"Shopkeeper, give me a bowl of offal soup!"

Hearing Zhang Chu's voice, Yu Er, who was standing in front of the big iron pot and taking the spoon, turned around in surprise. When he saw him, he quickly took off the apron around his waist and came out, "Master Chu, why are you here?"

The locals who were crowding in front of the stall to buy offal soup noticed Zhang Chu and greeted him warmly.

"Master Chu!"

"Master Chu, it's not even past noon yet!"

"Master Chu, I haven't seen you for a while!"

Zhang Chu waved his hands around kindly and walked into the stall. There were already sensible diners who offered their seats to Zhang Chu with bowls of offal soup.

Zhang Chu had no intention of competing for seats with his guests, but he couldn't resist these diners, so he simply asked Yu Er to give each of them two bowls of offal soup as a token of his gratitude.

As the offal soup was delivered, the diners at the stall praised Chu Renyi.

Zhang Chu smiled and handed over in private.

His reputation in the west part of the city is still very good.

There are few gang leaders like him who do business based on their own ability without bullying ordinary people. They are kind and friendly to everyone they meet. For months, they give away endless offal soup to the gangsters for free.

Poor people nearby.

Of course, these are actually small things. If it were done by a serious businessman, maybe everyone would think it's nothing and take it for granted.

Unexpectedly, my peers set off the situation so well.

Every time other gang bosses do something bad, the common people around them will remember Zhang Chu's good deeds.

When a bad person does a good deed, it will change people's view of him.

If a good person does an evil thing, he may be infamy for eternity.

This has been the case throughout the ages.

…

Zhang Chu sat down, but Yu Er didn't come over to greet him immediately.

When the people in the stall were almost dispersed, he came over with two large bowls of offal soup, one red and one vegetarian, and sat down with Zhang Chu and Li Gouzi.

Yu Er: "Master Chu, why are you free to come here today?"

Zhang Chu used a bamboo skewer to pick up a piece of red pig intestine, threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. It was still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

It's been a while since he came to the offal soup stall.

Zhang Chu: "I went to meet my master, so I stopped by to see...how is it? How is business lately?"

Yu Er: "It's good. After the snow, business is 20% better than before."

Zhang Chu nodded, this was pretty much what he expected.

No matter how cold the weather is, people still need to eat. The offal soup is steaming, numb and spicy, which is perfect for dispelling the cold.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Yu Er suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Master Chu, there is something I wanted to report to you tonight. Now that you are here, let's make up my mind!"

Zhang Chu: "Say."

"This morning, people from Bu Feng came and asked our offal soup stall to pay a regular fee every month from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Gouzi exploded.

"Snapped."

He slammed the table and said angrily: "Damn it, who is he, the one who dares to discuss the rules with us?"

Yu Er glanced at Zhang Chu, and whispered worriedly: "I don't want to hand over it either... But now Bufeng and his gang are basically in charge of this Sihaitang. If we don't hand over the business, I'm afraid there will be no business in the future."

Fa'er did it!"

"He dares!"

Li Gouzi was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of his head, "Master Chu, tonight I will take a few brothers to meet that Lao Zi Bu Feng to see if he is indestructible or has three heads and six arms!"

Yu Er patted his shoulder, shook his head and said: "Gouzi, it's just a small amount of money, you can't do anything wrong..."

"This is not a matter of money!"

Li Gouzi broke away from his hand and said loudly: "He is slapping our Master Chu in the face! If we give this money and spread it out, wouldn't it mean that our Master Chu is afraid of Bu Feng?"

Zhang Chu let the two of them argue, minding his own business, eating offal soup and thinking slowly.

For example, money, to put it bluntly, is protection money.

When he first started running the offal soup stall, the business was not very big, and the various halls did not mention the matter of making money to him because of his title of Black Tiger Hall White Paper Fan.

Later, when he stabbed Cheng Daniu to death, ordinary bigwigs did not dare to give him money.

Moreover, if he wanted to collect the money from him at that time, he had to collect it from Zhao Changhui's steamed bun stall. For a small amount of money, he offended two of the most powerful bosses of the Qinglong Gang at once. No normal person would do such a stupid thing.

When he becomes the deputy head of the Black Tiger Hall, the rules of making money will become even more annoying to him.

The average big boss has no strength and is not qualified to tell him the rules. The three major hall masters who are strong and qualified to tell him the rules cannot offend him for such a small amount of money.

Now, Bu Feng, a person who is not the hall master, but better than the hall master, comes to tell him the rules...

Are you trying to force him to take action?

Or do you want to use him to establish your authority?

"It's a bit difficult to handle!"

Zhang Chu sighed in his heart.

Didn't he know that he couldn't pay this amount, and if he paid it, he would be showing weakness to Bu Feng.

But what should I do if I don’t pay?

Is the offal soup business no longer available?

Or go to war with Bu Feng directly?

It’s not a good deal either way!

After finishing the last piece of pig intestines, Zhang Chu took out his sweat towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "If Bu Feng wants money, just give it to him..."

"Master Chu..."

Li Gouzi was anxious and wanted to finish speaking.

Zhang Chu raised his hand to interrupt him, and continued to look at Yu Er and said: "But we must follow the rules. We will pay as much as other stalls pay. If there is an extra big sum, you can ask him to come to me for it!"

He is not willing to quarrel with Bu Feng, Han Qinhu and the others now.

At least not now!

He believed what Liang Wufeng said. Most of the old man's body was buried in the ground, so there was no need to trick him.

Moreover, when Japan and South Korea came to look for him, he felt that the group's posture seemed to be organized, which put great pressure on him. Now that Liang Wufeng mentioned it, he finally realized it...

That's a military formation!

Five people per team, ten people per team...

There are three main halls of the Qinglong Gang, one group and one group, totaling fifteen people!

Fifteen fighting men crawling back from the dead in northern Xinjiang...

If he breaks up now, he will suffer a big loss!

What's more, behind this group of people, there is a giant Buddha: the new county soldier!

Big figures of that level are no longer something he can challenge.

he can not.

Liu Wu couldn't.

Neither can Hou Juntang, the leader of the Qinglong Gang!

He has already made up his mind. Before entering the product, he will be willing to give up if he can. The main thing is to preserve his strength.

…

When Yu Er heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's very stressful for him to handle so much business by himself.

Zhang Chu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and chuckled: "Second brother, don't put too much pressure on me. You have to know that you represent me! As long as they don't do anything

If I give up my confidence, I will never dare to touch you!"

He still has this little bit of confidence.

Yu Erqiang smiled and nodded.

After a pause, Zhang Chu said to Li Gouzi again: "Gouzi, say hello to your brothers later, come here if you have nothing to do... just in case!"
Chapter completed!