Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 135 If you can’t beat me, join!

Hou San was dumbfounded.

This police comrade came here to catch the butcher, so why did he offer to sell meat to him after chatting with him for a while?

If it weren't for the leather the policewoman was wearing, Hou San would have thought that she was being fooled by the tiger owner.

"It's broken!" Hou San slapped his thigh, looking very annoyed.

The female police officer helps sell pork, which is an active way of telling customers that they can buy this meat with confidence. This is credibility!

He was jealous of the other party's booming business and deliberately called the mixed pork meat wild boar meat. However, he was reversed by the boss and his little plan failed.

That skin is an advertisement. Even if you do nothing while standing next to the meat stall, as long as you nod your head, people will flock to buy meat like carp crossing the river!
What's more, the female police officer rolled up her sleeves and took the initiative to help the tiger farmer sell meat. How could this business not be booming?

"This will definitely sell out!" Hou San's eyes turned red, and he felt jealous and envious.

Although he didn't know what the female police officer talked about with the boy selling wild boar meat, there must be a story behind it that could have changed the female police officer's attitude!
Hou San was a peddler who traveled between towns and villages to do business. He was a very smart man and could naturally tell that the guy selling pork was no ordinary person.

"Oh! Forget it, let's give up on this village. I'll sell it in another village." Hou San sighed.

Fortunately, there is only one village, Muwu Village, so even if the business is robbed, there won’t be much loss.

"I'll also buy some goods and sell them in other villages." Hou San thought about it and decided to buy some pork.

If you can't beat it, join in!
We are businessmen, so we need to be smart!
While everyone was still surprised that the policewoman was helping Shen Xing sell meat, Hou San took the initiative to walk towards the meat stall.

"I want ten pounds of pork." Hou San took the initiative to speak, pointing at the meat on the stall and said to the female police officer who was sharpening a knife.

When Jiang Shan saw that it was the person who reported the case, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Officer Jiang, what's wrong?" Shen Xing asked curiously when he saw her in a daze.

"This is the person who reported you." Jiang Shan lowered her voice and said to Shen Xing.

Hou San also heard this. He looked very embarrassed and scratched his head in embarrassment. He quickly explained to Shen Xing:
"I thought you were also a butcher and were trying to steal my business."

Hearing this, Shen Xing looked at him strangely.

"This guy is a peddler and often goes to the village to sell pork." Jiang Shan pointed to a Wuyang motorcycle not far away and explained to Shen Xing.

Shen Xing took a look at the two baskets on the back seat of the Wuyang motorcycle and suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder this big brother felt that he had stolen his business, it turned out he was just a peddler.

Shen Xing had also heard of peddlers who often drove or rode their bikes around the villages below the town, going through wind and rain, and their work was quite hard.

In their Northeast, there is an unwritten rule in this industry: if a peddler has been to a town, it means he has occupied the territory and you can no longer sell there.

You can sell it, but you have to sell something different.

For example, if someone is selling meat and you are selling clothes and shoes, it is not considered stealing his business. But if you also sell meat, then you are stealing his business.

The job of a peddler is already very hard work. You have to get up early and go to bed late, and travel to several towns and dozens of villages, walking dozens of kilometers a day, all for a little bit of "hardship fee". This is stealing other people's business. Won't they fight you to the death?

The whole family, young and old, relies on this pitiful "hardship fee" to survive!

Shen Xing set up a stall to sell meat at his doorstep, which invisibly robbed the peddler's business. No wonder the peddler reported him.

Of course, there must be jealousy as well, but Shen Xing doesn't care. When doing business, there will definitely be people who are jealous. If Hou San, the peddler, is not jealous, there will definitely be people in the village who are jealous.

How did you say that?
I dislike your poverty and I'm afraid of your wealth!
Afraid that you’re rich!
We are all from the same village, why are you rich? Why do you eat and drink the best? Why do you make a fortune?

Why!
This is human nature!
Shen Xing had anticipated this situation, but what could he do even if he was jealous?

Can anyone of you be better than a tiger mom or a tiger dad?

Not to mention Tiger Mom and Tiger Dad, you can’t even beat the little lynx!
This is the benefit of raising tigers and lynxes. With these ferocious beasts around, those jealous devils won’t dare to act rashly and can only keep their tails between their legs!

"Give him ten pounds of meat and give him a 50% discount." Shen Xing said. He had robbed the peddler of his business, so breaking his bones could be considered compensation.

Even if he had to pay a heavy price for these ten kilograms of wild boar meat, Shen Xing would still make a lot of money. After all, the meat didn't cost a penny and was a gift from Tiger Mom!

"Ah?" The young policewoman Jiang Shan was stunned. 50% discount? So generous?

This peddler reported you for selling game. Are you repaying evil with kindness by doing this?

But soon, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Shen Xing's handsome profile. The more she looked, the more she found him attractive.

Such courage! Such broad-mindedness! Such character!
She is simply a perfect lover!

The young policewoman became more and more fascinated as she watched, and fell in love with him at once.

"This, this, this..."

Hou San scratched his head, feeling both excited and embarrassed. The young man let bygones be bygones and gave him a 50% discount on the ten kilograms of goods, which made Hou San very embarrassed. "Pa!" He suddenly slapped himself hard and said to Shen Xing apologetically:
"I, Hou San, have a bad mouth and shouldn't have done such a dirty thing. It's my elder brother who is magnanimous and tolerant. You are a great man and don't bear grudges against a small man like me. Don't bother with a small man like me."

"Boss Shen, if you don't mind, I can help you sell these ten kilograms of meat, how about that?" Hou San suggested.

Hearing this, Shen Xing's eyes lit up.

Just waiting for the peddler to say this!

Shen Xing took the initiative to show his goodwill by offering the peddler a 50% discount on his ten kilograms of meat, in order to recruit him and get him to help him sell the pork.

Although, as long as Shen Xing set up a stall at the doorstep and shouted, people would come to buy pork.

But the village is too small, with few people and limited purchasing power.

In Shen Xing's opinion, Hou San, the peddler, is a good candidate.

"I'll give you 30 kilograms of meat, and then you can take 10% of the profit from selling it. Is that okay?" Shen Xing thought about it and suggested.

He decided to take out thirty kilograms of pork to test the waters.

One percent is not a small amount.

The peddler earns money from running errands and does not have to bear the cost of purchasing meat, so it is pure profit.

"Okay, okay, Boss Shen, don't worry. I, Hou San, will take care of this matter." Hou San patted his chest and promised.

Hou Sanren is not a bad person. He originally reported Shen Xing because he mistakenly thought that Shen Xing broke the rules and stole his business.

Hou San has been a peddler for more than ten years. When purchasing goods, he only chooses the best pork and beef. The price he sells to the villagers is very fair and he basically never takes advantage of them. Sometimes when he meets elderly people, he will help them run errands to buy things.

Even if a peddler has eight hundred little ideas, he just wants to earn more money by selling goods honestly, not by taking advantage of others or cheating them.

At least, Hou San is not such a person.

"Comrade police officer, my ID number is xxxxx, my cell phone number is xxxx, and my home address is xx village, xx town, Fusong County, BS City..." Afraid that Shen Xing would be worried and think that he would run away with the goods, Hou San took the initiative to tell him his ID number, phone number and home address.

"This man is honest and can be trusted." The young policewoman said in a low voice.

Shen Xing nodded slightly. He had just asked Uncle Bai on WeChat if he knew this peddler. Uncle Bai actually knew him and said he was a nice guy with a good reputation.

If it’s certified by Uncle Bai, then there’s no problem!

"Cut thirty pounds for him and pick the good meat," Shen Xing suggested.

"But, Officer Jiang, can you really do this?"

He looked puzzled and looked at the young policewoman who was sharpening her knife with a strange expression.

It's a good thing to help, but don't make things worse.

"I, I, I..." The young policewoman hesitantly held the boning knife in her hand, looking at the hundreds of pounds of pork, not knowing where to start.

She just got excited and wanted to help Shen Xing, so she rolled up her sleeves to do it. As a police dog trainer, it's okay for her to raise dogs, but how could she chop bones or cut meat?
The young policewoman had never been in the kitchen at home. This was the first time she had ever held a knife for chopping ribs.

Her original intention was just to help Shen Xing reduce some of his burden. Really, it was completely out of her own will, just an impulse.

The young policewoman was a little confused. She was holding the boning knife, not knowing what to do in front of the meat stall.

Shen Xing was both angry and amused. How could this little policewoman be so cute?

"Police comrade, how about...I do it?"

The young policewoman compromised and left professional matters to professionals.

Although Hou San was a peddler, he had learned the skills from the old butcher. Once he picked up the knife, he could cut the pork quickly and cleanly.

"Master Hou's craftsmanship is truly impeccable." Even Shen Xing praised him sincerely.

Hearing this, the young policewoman blushed. Veterinary Surgeon Shen was making a veterinary complaint. It was because Master Hou was good at cooking, but I was not.

"By the way, I have a mixed pig in my yard that I just killed this morning. Let's deal with it together."

"Ah, so many?" Hou Sanda was surprised.

However, he soon felt relieved when he saw the several golden tabby fish lying nearby.

"Well, it's better to raise a tiger. You don't have to do anything. You can just lie at home and eat meat."

Hou San, who rode his Wuyang scooter to travel to more than a dozen villages every day, suddenly envied Shen Xing.

(End of this chapter)