Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 205 Hit me up!
What is the happiest job in the world?
More money, less work, close to home, sleep until you wake up naturally, high position and light responsibility!
But His Excellency An Guohou of the Ming Empire has not yet reached such a state. Although he can sleep until he wakes up naturally, he does not know how much money he has. At least he has been spending a lot of money at present.

It took three months to invest a huge amount of money to build an industrial zone, and the only profitable project so far is the sale of briquette stoves, which is an embarrassment to the travelers!
But Liu Hongjian didn't care about it. How much money is enough?

Just enough to spend!

That day Liu Hongjian just got up from the bed, and before he had eaten, his servants made a fuss.

"My lord, it's so hot that it's about to be snatched!" Niu Da Bangchui yelled loudly when he saw Liu Hongjian, followed by a young man with blue skin and a swollen face.

It's Hot is the first store opened by Ordnance in the capital, specializing in the sale of briquette stoves and black briquettes, and it just opened the day before yesterday.

"Bangchui, don't you think I'm too idle, and want to find something for me to do?" Liu Hongjian gave Niu Dabangchui a white look.

What a joke!Who doesn't know the prestige of this Marquis in the capital?
Besides, this Marquis doesn't seem to provoke anyone?Which blind person dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

"Master, you ask him!" Niu Dabangchui was also in a depressed mood.

In the past, even though he didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, at least there were a group of people who were as poor as him around him.
But now, with good food, good clothes, and nothing to do all day long, Niu Da Bangchui suddenly misses the old days, and his stomach is getting fatter.

"Which one are you?" Liu Hongjian rolled his eyes at Niu Dabanchui, motioning for the young man behind him to speak.

"Master Hou, I am the guy who was sent by the head of the ordnance station Song to sell briquette stoves in the capital. Our shop just opened early this morning, and we were surrounded by a group of people, saying that our stoves are too expensive.

He also said that our briquettes were poisonous and nearly poisoned his wife to death. Before I could argue, they...they did it! "

This job is also one of the craftsmen of the Ordnance Institute, and he is also very kind to people on weekdays, and he is kind to people, so he was assigned this job by Song Datou. He never thought that the business was so hot yesterday, but today he was ruined.

"Crying wool, are you still a man? Find out who it is?" Too expensive?If it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it!Finding faults is not a good excuse, Liu Hongjian thought to himself.

This Uncle Song seems not suitable for business!Harmony can make money, but it depends on the times!
In these years, you still engage in this kind of tricks, people are good at being bullied, and Ma Shan is being ridiculed by others.

"Back to Lord Hou, the man didn't say anything, but I sent someone to follow him, and he went to the Zhou's shop behind the street."

"Bad mallets! Looks like it's time to exercise." Liu Hongjian was in a terrible mood. This was his first shop that could make money. Is it easy to make some money?

"Master, everyone is waiting outside, just waiting for the master to speak." Niu Damai patted his chest. He was in a panic recently, and he regarded the dozen or so servants newly recruited by the Hou Mansion as soldiers, and practiced every day to vent his body. Excess hormones.

Liu Hongjian didn't say much, and rushed to the West Street of the capital with a group of thugs. The hot Dabian was poked off, the shop was also a mess, and all the briquette stoves in the shop were gone.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! .

Zhou's shop is located on the next street, which is hundreds of meters away from the hot weather. It is a shop that specializes in selling charcoal fires. Because of the care of the superiors, it almost monopolizes the supply of charcoal fires for the entire gentry in the capital.

The owner of the shop is a bald man with squinting eyes, he is not a good guy at first glance.

"Wang Er, isn't it a little noisy today?" The bald man with squinting eyes was a little worried.

Although the people above him are very powerful, it seems that there are also people above the newly opened shop that sells some kind of briquette stove!

"Third Uncle, that newly opened broken stove has robbed us of all business, if we don't give them some color, how will we explain to the Zhou family at the end of the month?

Besides, there are people above us! "

Holding a wine jug in Wang's second hand, he poured himself a glass of wine nonchalantly, and began to drink by himself.

"What did you guys do to my master's shop?" Wang Er hadn't finished his drink yet, and an unexpected visitor came to the shop. Was it Liu Hongjian or who?

"Which one are you? Dare to be rampant in this shop?" Seeing Liu Hongjian's unkind expression in his fine clothes, Wang Er didn't take it seriously.

He has seen the rich young master in the capital a lot, but as long as he reports the big man behind him, no matter who it is, he has to apologize to him.

"I'll ask again, did you smash my master's shop?" When someone asked back, Liu Hongjian's tone became calmer instead.

"So what, the coal in your shop is poisonous. It almost poisoned my mother. I'm fine if I didn't report to the police! Do you know who is behind me?" Wang Er looked expressionless.

If he wanted to open a shop in the capital, at least he had to get the consent of the adult behind him, and he had to submit the name and report the source. This new shop came out of nowhere.

It also cut off their source of income at once. Wang Er is usually used to being arrogant, so he went straight to the restaurant without even checking.

"I poisoned your mother to death, stick, what are you still doing, throw it at me! If there is one place that is good, you will not be allowed to eat tonight!"

Pretending to be aggressive, pretending to be aggressive, it's on my head, it seems that I'm still not arrogant enough to make these cats and dogs dare to jump around.

Niu Da Bangchui behind him got the order, and with a wave of his hand, a group of strong men came in from outside the shop. These servants had been trained by Niu Da Bangchui in the past half month, and they were looking for some people to practice their hands.

"Hey, you bastard, hurry up here and let me hit you!" Wang Er saw the person who came and said to do it, so he did it, and immediately ordered the shop's work to copy the guy.

"Mum your M head!"

"Oops!" Niu's big club went up with a fist, spraying Wang Erda's nosebleeds.

"Young Master, I have something to discuss. This shop is under the name of Uncle Jiading. I hope this Young Master..." The squint-eyed man went to the hut and just came out, seeing the chaos in the shop, so he hurriedly reported himself. Jiamen wants to resolve the conflict.

In the past, no matter who came looking for trouble, as long as he made this move, he was guaranteed to admit defeat, so the squint-eyed man didn't panic at all, but looked a little contemptuous.

"Jia Dingbo? I don't know him! If you write any more ink, you will be beaten together! Get out of here!

Keep hitting me! "

PS: I was shocked to hear the bad news. The proud old man Jin Yong was driving west, and in a trance, he passed through the martial arts classics that I grew up with in the past 20 years, those heroes who hated evil, those grievances, and those loves between children. Everything is gone. Memories of a generation, Mr. Jin Yong is gone, since then there is no leader in the martial arts world, and I mourn Mr. Jin Yong deeply.

PS: If you are in a bad mood, find someone to sacrifice the flag.

　Thanks for the 100 coins rewarded by Fatty Shenzhen.

　　
　
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