The plan for the miscellaneous soup chain stall was implemented very smoothly.

In just four or five days, all six stalls were built up.

The fair price and fresh taste are just the colder in late autumn, and the hot and spicy soup is very popular once it is launched.

There are even many wealthy bourgeoisie in the center of the city who go to remote slums such as Blue and White Street and Cattle and Sheep Market to try it out.

Of course, this is mainly attributed to Zhang Chu's good hygiene, which is not as pickled as other street vendors, which eliminates many concerns that people pay attention to.

With the right time, place, and people, Zhang Chu has taken all the money, and it is difficult not to make money.

On this day, Zhang Chu inspected all the miscellaneous soup stalls and led Li Gouzi and Yu Er home.

"Master Chu, I just went to the No. 6 stall for a walk. The business is very good. Four tables are not enough to sit. I think we can set up two more stalls."

"Wait a little longer, don't worry."

"Master Chu, the number one stall is not enough. During mealtime, Liu Xiazi and Wu Ermazi were completely out of their way."

"Gozi, go back and pick two people with all their hands and feet on our territory, and get assigned to the No. 1 stall to help... The rules must be made clear, if my hands and feet are not clean, I will turn against you!"

"Okay, Master Chu, I'll go back and pick people! Hey, you didn't see it. When I went to pick people the day before yesterday, those poor people looked at me and almost knelt down for me... A group of shallow-eyed people

Short-lived ghost, why did you go on a horse?”

Zhang Chu just smiled faintly and didn't answer.

Now, there are about twenty people who are having dinner with him, including Li Gouzi and Yu Er.

The wages I pay every day are over forty big money!

If he had to fight alone, it would take at least one year to reach his current scale, and there would be no guarantee that there would be no hidden dangers.

The tiger skin of the Heihu Hall is really intimidating!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chu turned around and said, "Second, do the other brothers in the Heihu Hall have their own business?"

Yu Er nodded: "Some."

"My dear brother has five or six secret prostitutes under his command. He takes money from his skin and flesh according to his head, and he has at least fifty or sixty big money every day."

"Mr. Niu has about ten coolies under his command. He takes a big bag to the dock every day, and he takes a commission from it..."

Zhang Chu interrupted Yu Er: "Master Niu? Cheng Daniu?"

Yu Er glanced at Zhang Chu and nodded silently.

Zhang Chu narrowed his eyes.

Thanks to Cheng Daniu's care, he almost died on the street... Zhang Chu has always remembered this "great kindness"!

After a while, he spoke: "How much tribute is given to the church every month?"

Yu Er: "It seems like a slap."

Zhang Chu nodded: "Let me go back and I will withdraw the five big money for you, and you can hand it over to the master of the hall! "

Wudian, this is all the money in his hands, including dozens of unpaid pairs of pigs.

But this money cannot be saved!

Until he has the ability to start a self-employed family, he can't save this money!

Yu Er was shocked and said confidently in disbelief: "Five Dians?"

Zhang Chu did not hide all the expenses and inputs of the Zaozhuan Tang from Li Gouzi and Yu Er. Although they did not carefully calculate the accounts, they still knew the general flow of money.

Zhang Chu said affirmatively: "Five Dians! Help me tell the master of the hall that I will only have more or less each month in my place in the future!"

Yu Er nodded respectfully, "Yes, Master Chu!"

...

Before he got home, Zhang Chu saw my mother sitting in the yard from afar, as if she was washing clothes.

The gray hair is flying in the afternoon sun, like willow catkins flying by the river.

Zhang Chu's steps suddenly became rapid.

"Mom, the water is so cold, why don't you rest well, what clothes do you wash?"

Zhang turned around and saw Zhang Chu, a kind smile suddenly appeared on his pale face: "My mother has been lying in the house for half a month, and she is so frustrated that it just happened that the sun was coming out today, so she came out to bask in the sun."

Zhang Chu rushed up and helped Zhang up, whispering reproachfully: "Doctor Xu said, you can't stand the wind... Dog, take the basin open for me!"

He received all the memories of his predecessor, which of course also included his predecessor's feelings for Zhang.

He also enjoys the feeling of people thinking about it all the time.

His parents made a fortune early in his previous life and divorced early. He had just become sensible, and their parents had already reorganized their families. No matter which home he was in, the only person who welcomed him home every day was the smiling face of a nanny.

He has never lacked money...but some things are not something that can be bought with money.

Zhang asked Zhang Chu to help her up, and gently smiled at Li Gouzi and Yu Er, "I haven't eaten it for lunch yet, right? I'm hot for you in the pot, go get it."

"Okay, aunt."

"Thank you, Mrs.

Zhang Chu helped Zhang sit down on the small wooden chair aside, and whispered: "Mom, you haven't been well maintained yet. Don't worry about these trivial matters. My son finds someone to do it!"

Zhang gently patted Zhang Chu's back of his hand, "No, my mother knows her body. Besides, how can someone else wash such a good dress?"

Zhang Chu shook his head stubbornly, "Dog, when you go back and pick someone, find a woman to come to my house to serve my mother!"

Li Gouzi nodded with a smile: "Okay, I must choose a diligent person for my aunt!"

Zhang looked at his son with a silence, and finally he could only pat the back of Zhang Chu's hand helplessly...

Orphans and widows depend on each other for three years, and their bonds are deeper than most mothers and sons.

...

The next day.

Zhang Chu got up early and sent Li Gouzi and Yu Erdai to inspect the miscellaneous soup stalls, and walked into the Heihu Hall by himself.

"Master Chu!"

"Master Chu!"

Stepping into the gate of Heihu Hall, the two gang members who held the door respectfully bowed to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu threw a bun over a greasy paper, "Eat the buns that have just been cooked while they are hot."

"Thank you, Mr. Chu!"

The two smiled and bowed again.

Such kind and generous bosses are rare in the Black Tiger Hall.

Zhang Chu waved his hand, "Where is the master? Haven't you gone out?"

"No, I'm practicing in the front yard!"

"Okay, you guys eat, I'll go and meet the master!"

Turning over the entrance hall where the tiger was embossed down the mountain, Zhang Chu saw Liu Wu with his shirtless at a glance.

Others were constantly moving in the plum blossom stake in the corner, punching each punch on the wooden stake as thick as a head. When they saw Zhang Chu coming in, they had no intention of stopping.

Zhang Chu didn't dare to disturb him in practicing martial arts, so he handed the bun in his hand to the gang members who came up to him, and walked gently to the plum blossom stake and waited respectfully for him to finish practicing martial arts.

I saw Liu Wu breaking or retreating in the narrow plum blossom formation. His burly body was as flexible as a monkey and never touched any wooden stake.

His hands, which were as big as a palm fan, were either palms or fists, and in each movement, they whipped the wooden stakes around him.

Zhang Chu knew very little about martial arts skills. After watching for a while, he only felt vaguely that Liu Wu's steps seemed to be organized, and every time he made a move, he had a clear purpose... It seemed to be to keep the surroundings.

The wooden stake was regarded as the enemy surrounding him.

"This guy seems to have real skills!"

As soon as he thought about this, he saw Liu Wu rushing forward suddenly, shouting loudly, and hitting the wooden stake in front of him with a straight punch.

The wood chips exploded!

The wooden stakes, which were as thick as human heads, broke into two cleanly and rolled to Zhang Chu's feet.

Zhang Chu looked down at him blankly and saw that the broken holes of the wooden stakes were uneven and they were accompanied by some morning dew moisture... It was definitely not a trick to make tricks in advance.

Human... can human fists really break such thick wooden stakes?

Even the hard wooden stake is like this, if it falls on a person...
Chapter completed!