20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 707 Jianghu Consumables
"crunch-"

Jiang Lianheng closed the door, waved to the young disciple, and said calmly: "Sit down!"

"Boss... I, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me this time!"

The young disciple at the big flagpole was so terrified that he naturally did not dare to sit down. Instead, his legs went weak and he knelt down with a plop.

He spent the entire day struggling to get through it, every second counts, because he didn't know how his boss was going to deal with him.

At that time in the morning, he was taken to the lower gatehouse by Yuan Xinfa and others. He thought that he would lose his hands and feet, or even die.

Unexpectedly, after entering the room, the Jiang family not only did not punish him severely, but also served him a bowl of food.

At that time, he thought it was his last meal before execution, so he calmed down for a long time. He took a few bites with tears in his eyes, and then he lost all appetite.

However, after lunch, it was dinner.

Yuan Xinfa and the others said nothing, put down their bowls and chopsticks, turned around and left. No matter how he begged for mercy, he received no response. He suffered in this way until Jiang Lianheng showed up. Only then did he become anxious again and kneeled down to beg for mercy.

As a result, Jiang Lianheng just asked him to sit on the kang.

Apart from this, there are no other requirements.

The young apprentice didn't understand why and still didn't dare to act rashly.

In fact, if anyone is to blame, we can only blame this kid for his lack of experience in the world.

He didn't even think about what Jiang Lianheng's current status was. If he really wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, why would he do it in his own house?

So he continued to kneel on the spot, begging for mercy desperately: "Boss, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again..."

Jiang Lianheng seemed to have heard nothing. He walked to the wall and pressed the light switch a few times. When he saw that the light bulb didn't light up, he muttered in dissatisfaction, "The line connected to this is just unreliable. It breaks down every now and then."

"My boss..."

"Hey, stop kneeling, get up quickly!"

Jiang Lianheng walked over, sat on the edge of the kang, pulled the kang table in front of him, glanced at the oil lamp on the table, and then took out a box of matches from his arms.

Seeing this, the little apprentice of the big flagpole hurriedly raised his buttocks and said, "Boss, let me do it?"

Jiang Lianheng glanced at him, nodded, and handed the match to him.

"Fuck-"

The young apprentice struck a match, tremblingly put it into the oil lamp, matched the wick, paused for a moment, and the room became bright.

"Okay, stop kneeling and sit down!"

Jiang Lianheng stopped him and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

The young apprentice placed the matches on the table and replied tremblingly, "Fill the warehouse..."

"Hey, this name is a good omen!" Jiang Lianheng smiled and asked, "How long have you been with your master?"

"More than three years, almost four years."

"Didn't he teach you the rules?"

“I have taught you…”

Sheng Mancang's heart trembled, and his whole body slid down like a noodle, kneeling on the ground, and said timidly in a low voice: "Boss, I..."

"Tsk, get up!" Jiang Lianheng said with a forced smile, "Young people, who hasn't made mistakes? As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are still a hero!"

Sheng Mancang felt relieved, and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for your kindness. Thank you very much, sir, for your kindness!"

"That's nothing. When I was young, I broke the rules a lot, and the trouble I caused was even bigger than yours! Hahaha!"

"Uh... hehe, hehe..."

Sheng Mancang didn't know how to respond, so he just smiled foolishly and agreed. However, looking at Jiang Lianheng's approachable appearance, he suddenly felt that his boss was not as vicious as the rumors said, and his heart gradually relaxed.

"I've also seen that jade carving today!" Jiang Lianheng continued with a smile, "Good fellow, you've managed to stand out despite being so big. It's true that heroes emerge from youth since ancient times. You're also a talent!"

"This... Thank you for the compliment, Boss." Sheng Mancang felt quite embarrassed.

"I am a person who loves talents. You have such ability at such a young age. To be honest, I am a little reluctant to punish you."

As Jiang Lianheng spoke, he looked at the boy's severed finger, as if he couldn't bear it. He sighed and said, "Old Qi is really impulsive. He just chopped off two of your fingers. How are you going to do business in the future?"

Sheng Mancang lowered his head, his eyes suddenly firm, and he said: "Boss, rules are rules. I made a mistake and I should be punished!"

"Well, if you really think so, it means you can understand my difficulties. I can be more open-minded!"

"Boss, I really think so, but my master lost money recently. He used all the money I earned from the few jobs I did to make up for the loss. Otherwise... I wouldn't have committed such a crime."

"So that's how it is. It seems like it's not easy for everyone!"

"Isn't it..."

Sheng Mancang was young and naive, and seeing that his boss was so open-minded, he could not help but complain loudly, and told him in detail about the predicament his fellow apprentices had recently suffered.

Jiang Lianheng listened quietly, sometimes nodding in agreement, sometimes shaking his head and sighing, acting like an understanding big brother.

In the end, even Sheng Mancang himself felt a little ashamed and couldn't help asking:
"Boss, have I said too much?"

"Hmm? No, I think what you said is very good, and I understand your difficulties, but... there is nothing in it that I want to know." "Boss, what do you want to know?" Sheng Mancang asked hurriedly, "As long as I know it, I will definitely tell you everything!"

Jiang Lianheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Xiao Sheng, I think we get along well. Now there are only two of us in this room. If you really regard me as the boss, then I will ask you a few questions, and you must tell me the truth!"

"I, Sheng Mancang, swear to heaven that if I tell even a single lie, I will be struck by five thunderbolts, and my body will be torn to pieces, and I will never be able to be reborn!"

Young people are easily moved by themselves.

With just a few words or flattery, he would open up to you and talk to you deeply. What's more, he would even go through fire and water for you.

Jiang Lianheng smiled and said quickly: "Xiao Sheng, there's no need to be like this. As long as you say it's true, then I will believe you."

"Okay, boss, ask!"

"You took that jade carving from Chen Guojin. Was it a spur-of-the-moment decision or was it someone's fault?"

"No, no one ordered me to do that!" Sheng Mancang said firmly, "That night, my master took us to Deyi Building for dinner. I went out to relieve myself and happened to hear them talking about jade carvings, which were quite valuable, so I stepped on a plate."

"Don't you know that the jade carving was intended to be given to Marshal Zhang?" Jiang Lianheng asked.

"I don't know. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to go to Rong!"

"Then why do you want to sell things to Qingqiu Society?"

"This...I'm afraid you'll find out!"

"Is it really that simple?"

"Yes...yes!"

Sheng Mancang looked bewildered, as if he thought this question was a bit strange. If he wasn't afraid that the Jiang family would find out, why would he go to such great lengths to send the things to the West Tower?

"This is weird!" Jiang Lianheng frowned, "Why do those Koreans seem to have a grudge against me and have to challenge me?"

"Maybe... they are relying on Xiao Dongyang's support?" This was all Sheng Mancang could think of.

Jiang Lianheng was not quite convinced, but he seemed unwilling to delve further into the matter.

"Xiao Sheng, remember, even if you make a huge mistake, you are still the Jiang family's 'helper'. Behind closed doors, we are a family. Last night, those Koreans shouted and glared at us, and told the Jiang family to get out of the West Tower. What do you think I should do?"

"After the birthday banquet at the Marshal's Mansion is over, we will find a way to fight them and let them know whose territory Fengtian City is."

"it is good!"

Jiang Lianheng slapped the table and exclaimed: "Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng, I was right about you. You are indeed a man of blood!"

When Sheng Mancang heard this, his heart suddenly beat fast, as if his talented horse had finally found its master.

You know, the person sitting in front of him is the famous underworld leader in Fengtian!
What do young people want?

Money is secondary. The most important thing is to be recognized, appreciated, and respected, especially to be valued by those big shots who can call the shots!

A man will die for his best friend, a woman will dress up for the one who pleases her - what else is there to say?

Sheng Mancang immediately stated, "Boss, this disaster is my fault. I caused the Jiang family to suffer from those Koreans. When you defeat them one day, you must take me with you!"

"Good boy, you are responsible!"

Jiang Lianheng then praised: "If you can have this kind of energy, you will become a great man in the future!"

Sheng Mancang suddenly felt heroic and waved his hand, saying, "Boss, whatever I say now is just empty talk. We'll see when the matter is settled!"

"Okay, that's great!"

"No, no, I just want to make amends and repay my boss for his kindness!"

"Well, if this thing is accomplished, it won't be as simple as making amends." Jiang Lianheng pretended to be thoughtful and said in a low voice, "In my opinion, with your ability and courage, you are enough to take on the responsibility of a gang."

Sheng Mancang’s experience was too shallow, and he believed everything he heard. His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Boss, you...are you serious?"

"As long as you can do it, I can do it too. I will help you set up another hall in the future so that you won't be exploited by your master. But you have to keep this a secret for the time being."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely keep it a secret!" Sheng Mancang nodded quickly, "But what exactly do I need to do?"

"You--"

Jiang Lianheng was about to explain, but he saw the oil lamp on the kang table tremble, and the candle flame suddenly became half an inch smaller.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the lamp oil was almost burned out.

The oil lamp was about to go out, and the light in the room also dimmed.

Seeing this, Sheng Mancang quickly picked up the oil bottle and added some oil into the lamp.

The candle flame jumped again, reflecting half of Jiang Lianheng's face, which seemed to be smiling, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Sheng Mancang's eyes were full of light——

"Boss, keep talking, I'm listening!"

"Xiao Sheng, if you want to be respected in front of others, you will inevitably suffer behind their backs. If you want to accomplish this, you have to suffer a little first. Can you bear it?"

(End of this chapter)