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Chapter 22 Arrangement
Geng Xuan was thinking about this when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Is Axuan here?" Chen Rongshan's voice came from outside the house.

Geng Xuan, who was lying on the bed, didn't want to move. He slowly tried to get up and asked:

"Uncle Chen, you're back? What's the matter?"

"Have you had dinner? Come and have a couple of drinks with me."

Geng Xuan's body, which was originally somewhat unable to move, suddenly generated huge energy out of nowhere, and he stood on the ground with a somersault.

Before the man could stand completely, he flashed out of the room.

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw Chen Rongshan standing on the path between the two courtyard gates, holding this exquisitely crafted wooden box in his hand.

"Uncle Chen." Geng Xuan greeted him quickly, smiling brightly.

When Chen Rongshan saw him come out, he smiled and waved to him, then walked towards his own yard.

Chen Xiaoyu had already opened the gate in advance, and was holding one hand on the gate, waiting with her big eyes blinking like a little greeter.

When entering the yard, Chen Rongshan smiled and reached out to rub her head. Chen Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and laughed, like a kitten that was being stroked comfortably.

Geng Xuan, who followed her into the yard, followed suit and rubbed her little head. She, who was originally smiling foolishly, immediately raised her head, opened her little mouth, and tried to bite Geng Xuan's palm, whimpering. She immediately turned from a well-behaved kitten into a fierce puppy.

"You are a puppy, why are you biting me?" Geng Xuan quickly raised his hand to avoid it.

Chen Rongshan handed the exquisite food box to his wife and said, "I brought some dishes with me for the social event just now. You don't have to bother. Just make some rice porridge."

"We have already done."

"Then let's have dinner."

While the two were talking, the aunt left with the food box, and Chen Rongshan led Geng Xuan into the living room.

While waiting for their aunt to prepare the food and wine, the two sat aside and talked.

"Uncle Chen..."

"Ah Xuan..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, and Geng Xuan hurriedly said, "Uncle Chen, you go first."

Chen Rongshan nodded and got down to business.

"I saw you at the market this morning. You should be aware of the new changes in the market, right?" Chen Rongshan asked.

Geng Xuan nodded.

Chen Rongshan nodded and said:
“According to the new rules agreed upon by Kangle Market and several surrounding villages, each of our villages can arrange for some practitioners to stay in Kangle Market to protect the interests and safety of our own vendors in Kangle Market.

The number of people assigned to different places varies. The general principle is that the more vendors come from the place, the better the overall profit, and the more people can be assigned to it. Our Changpingfang has been given 20 places. "

Geng Xuan listened carefully, but in his heart he was pondering the deeper meaning behind this incident.

In a sense, this can even be seen as the first step for the power of Changpingfang to enter Kangleji.

Geng Xuan also saw that after this major reshuffle, the changes in Kangle Market were far greater than what he saw in the market during the day.

On the one hand, using tough measures to eliminate various cancers and acnes hidden in the market and long-standing hidden dangers is equivalent to combing Kangle Market with an iron comb.

On the other hand, it gently relaxed the restrictions on the surrounding neighborhoods entering the market, and became more closely bound together with the surrounding neighborhoods.

Before this, as far as Geng Xuan himself felt, although Changpingfang and Kangleji needed each other, their mutual vigilance was also evident on their faces.

For the people in Changpingfang, Kangleji meets many basic needs, from business and trade to gossip and entertainment, from material needs to spiritual life, Kangleji is indispensable.

But there are too many messy people and things in it. Once you get involved, you may be at risk of ruining your family. This is why people in the neighborhood want to stay away from it. It is best not to get involved in these things for the rest of your life.

Geng Xuan believed that the mentality of the people in other neighborhoods was similar to that of Changpingfang.

For Kangleji, the surrounding neighborhoods are even more indispensable. If the surrounding neighborhoods do not interact with them, they will not be able to solve the problem of basic food and drink, let alone other things.

But on the other hand, Kangle Market has always been strictly guarding against one thing, that is, the erosion and infiltration of the market by the surrounding neighborhoods.

Those who hold the power of speech in Kang Le Ji treat Kang Le Ji as their own dog bowl. They will immediately bite anyone who dares to grab food.

Before this, Kangleji and Changpingfang, as well as other surrounding neighborhoods, had coexisted in such an awkward mentality of mutual dependence and mutual vigilance.

Now, Geng Xuan seemed to see a brand new future.

For the first time, the power of the surrounding neighborhoods entered Kangle Village with full legitimacy and became qualified to have a piece of this big pie.

In this way, Kangleji has penetrated deeper into each self-contained neighborhood, laying the foundation for making bigger cakes.

"The people in charge of Kangleji now are more capable than the previous ones. The key is that they know how to use their brains." Geng Xuan thought to himself.

In the past, Kangleji had a completely gangster style, believing in the law of the jungle and that the bigger the fist, the more right it is.

In my eyes, there are only two types of people: "my people" and "not my people". The former will be supported even if they are wrong, and the latter will be killed even if they are right... Well, according to this logic, "not my people" can never be right.

Occupying the mountain and becoming the king is the limit. If it is a little more complicated, the situation will become a mess, just like the previous Kangleji.

However, according to my previous life's memory, this is a common phenomenon.

This is not only true for the most recent Kangle collection, I heard other collections are similar as well.

On the contrary, the current thinking mode of Kangleji feels a bit different.

Chen Rongshan would never know that just a few words of his had made the young boy in front of him think so much.

"Of the twenty places, the community has allocated three to me... I just need to submit my name."

When Chen Rongshan said this, he saw that the boy in front of him was still dazed and had no reaction. He thought that for a child like this, he had to explain everything to him. If he was a little subtle, he would not be able to understand at all!
"These three places will be mine, one for Chen Zheng, and the remaining one will be given to you."

"Ah, give it to me?"

Geng Xuan was shocked and asked, "Uncle Chen, do you want me to go with you to serve those vendors every day?"

He waved his hand and said, "Uncle Chen, you should find someone else for this. I have to practice every day, so how can I have time to do this?"

When I saw the wine and food that my aunt had already prepared, a word suddenly popped up in my mind.

There is no good feast.

But Chen Rongshan frowned after hearing what Geng Xuan said:

"What nonsense are you talking about? If this is successful, they will be busy trying to curry favor with you, so how can they dare to ask you to serve them?"

"If you want to practice, go ahead and practice your own way. Am I going to stop you?"

Geng Xuan was surprised and asked, "This is... If I have my own plans, I don't have to go?"

Chen Rongshan nodded:
"Of course, a place as small as a booger doesn't need 20 people to guard it every day. Four or five people every day will be enough.

I have already coordinated this matter with your uncle Liao, uncle Li and the others. You kids should focus on cultivation and just show up occasionally. Why should you worry about other things?"

"Then... then what's the point of me asking for this position?" Geng Xuan was at a loss.

"Get your money." Chen Rongshan said calmly.

"Get...get money?" Geng Xuan's eyes widened.

"What else? As long as you have this quota, you can get five taels of silver every month. Although it's not much, it's stable. In a year, it will be sixty taels of income.

If business is good and revenue is high, there will be additional dividends at the end of the year. However, we will not know how much this will be until the end of this year. "

As he spoke, Chen Rongshan paused and said:
"After your father passed away, your family lost its stable income. At your age, you shouldn't be distracted too much and should focus on cultivation. I thought that you would be able to relax a lot after you got this quota and wouldn't have to waste time and energy on three meals a day.

Of course, if you have other ideas, you can tell me. "

Only a fool would think otherwise.

Geng Xuan immediately held Chen Rongshan's hands tightly and said, "I have no idea. I have no idea. I will follow your arrangements in everything."

Although some were shocked by the "talent" that was deeply embedded in the blood of people like Uncle Chen, they were able to learn such high-level skills without any guidance in the first place.

But at this moment, facing Uncle Chen's sincere kindness, could he really refuse it outright except to accept it with gratitude?
Chen Rongshan smiled and said, "Okay, since you have no objection, then let's finalize this matter."

Geng Xuan suddenly said carefully: "Uncle, you guys who work get the same amount of money as us who do nothing. Isn't this a bit unfair?"

Chen Rongshan frowned, "What do you want to say?"

Geng Xuan said softly, "What I mean is, I don't need to receive five taels a month. Two or three taels will be enough. I just took up a quota and didn't contribute anything...ah!"

As he was speaking, Chen Rongshan slapped him hard on the shoulder.

Chen Rongshan said seriously:
"Brother Xuan, do you think your uncle Chen is so shallow? Do you want these few taels of silver from you?
If you think so, then don't take this position. I'll find someone else!"

Geng Xuan quickly said with a guilty look on his face: "Uncle, I said the wrong thing."

Chen Rongshan's expression eased slightly, and he nodded, "Okay, let's eat."

At the dinner table, Chen Rongshan encouraged them to drink a few glasses. When they were drunk, Chen Rongshan asked:
"Ah Xuan, what did you say just now?"

Geng Xuan thought about it carefully before saying:

"Nothing much, I just heard that Kangle Market takes 40% of the profits every day. When I came back just now, I saw a lot of people gathered at the entrance of the market, making quite a commotion, so I was curious and wanted to learn more about it."

Although he would not do anything because of this, based on simple emotions, he still sympathized with these vendors.

Chen Rongshan paused with his hand holding the wine glass, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's okay to tell you about this. But remember to keep it a secret and don't spread it around. Otherwise, Master Li, I, and those who got involved in this matter will all be scolded by the neighbors."

(End of this chapter)