While Jia Liu was talking, he took out a hundred thousand taels of silver notes from the drawer, which would be used by Lao Fu, the leader of the gang, as a start-up capital for the integration of the world's beggar gangs.

Although the money may be small, it will soon snowball into an astronomical figure.

Because the leaders of beggar gangs everywhere are either rich or noble.

He is not really as poor as Hong Qigong.

A powerless person cannot be the leader of a beggar gang.

This is one of the reasons why the old rich man readily agreed.

There's no way the old guy doesn't know how fat beggars are.

Guitai just said that there is a high-level beggar gang in the capital. The head of the beggar carries a "yellow pole" in his hand when he goes out. The members are all idle bannermen.

However, they don’t usually go to the streets to beg. They only come out in groups during the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year every year. They don’t want food, but just money.

Because of their status as bannermen, these beggars were so tyrannical that the Han people in the outer city were afraid of them and Shuntian Prefecture did not dare to take care of them.

There are even members of the clan who serve as beggar heads, and they are all very aggressive and aggressive, because if they are not ruthless, they cannot control the situation.

"Then let's start with the Eight Banners Beggars Gang and fire the first shot of reform against beggars all over the world!"

Jia Liu decided to hit the first target. He picked up his wine bowl and looked at the rich gang leader and the two elders affectionately: "I am here to wait for the good news. At the same time, I also wish the three of you good luck in the Beggar Clan and make their careers bigger and stronger.
Chapter completed!