Evil of all ages

Chapter 29 Gentle and pleasant
Laike Restaurant
Huang Yunyou and Old Fu arrived at the restaurant, where they found chopsticks scattered all over the floor, several benches overturned, and tables knocked askew...

The leader was a fierce-looking man who was sitting on the table, idly whittling chopsticks with a dagger.

The four thugs around him couldn't stay still. They wandered around, and even took wine from the restaurant and drank it all, smashing many wine jugs on the ground.

As for the guests, they've all long since left.

When Huang Yunyou saw this, his anger surged. Collecting protection money was one thing, but disrupting other people's business was another.

Fortunately, Old Master Fu held his hand down, and when he remembered, his elder brother told him not to act impulsively, which calmed him down.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

Huang Yunyou stepped forward, trying his best to be polite.

"You must be the young owner of this restaurant. You're quite young. I heard your father just died a couple of days ago."

Fang Wenqiang sat on the table without moving, looking down at her and speaking.

Huang Yunyou frowned, sensing that the other party was not simply there to collect protection money.

"I don't know my friend..."

"Call me Brother Qiang!"

The thugs nearby, hearing Huang Yunyou even calling out "friends," sneered.

"Brother Qiang, running a restaurant is really not profitable. The storefront tax and liquor tax take up 30% of the monthly profit, and 20% is given to the street supervisor."

"After factoring in other costs, it's difficult for us to offer you 30% of our profits."

Huang Yunyou guessed that the other party had ill intentions, but he had to bite the bullet and deal with the matter.

"If you can't produce it, does that mean you don't take our Fierce Tiger Gang seriously?"

Fang Wenqiang slapped Huang Yunyou's face with the blade of his dagger.

Huang Yunyou felt the stinging pain in his face and the chill from the dagger, which made him realize for the first time how pathetic the weak could be.

He forced himself to calm down; he was now just a weak and powerless scholar.

If he resists, the other party will only become more excited.

"You've misunderstood. How could we dare? It's just that 30% of the profits are too much."

"This makes it difficult for me to cover the restaurant's daily expenses. Could you reduce it by 20%?"

Huang Yunyou discussed it.

"You're actually trying to negotiate with me. If it weren't for the fact that you just lost your father, I wouldn't want to bully someone who has lost their father."

"You think I'm that easy to talk to? Let me tell you, you have to give me 30% of the profits, whether you like it or not."

"If we lose a single penny, we don't mind having one more corpse sinking in the river."

Fang Wenqiang threatened coldly.

"Okay, we'll give it to you, Uncle Fu, get the money."

Huang Yunyou's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty for a moment, but in the end he agreed.

Even after giving away 30% of the profits, the restaurant still makes a small profit.

It's a little less, but it's enough to buy medicine for my sister to help her recover.

As for other household expenses, the father left behind a considerable amount of savings, enough to cover the family's expenses for several years.

"You agreed!?"

Fang Wenqiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect the kid to agree so quickly, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

"Here's the silver. Count it yourself. If you don't believe me, this is a three-tiered profit structure. Here's the ledger; you can check the numbers and you'll see."

Huang Yunyou was very decisive. He asked Fu Lao to give him the three layers of profit and showed him the account book.

Fang Wenqiang's eyes lit up with desire as he looked at the two hundred taels in his hand.

He didn't know how to read the ledgers; he would just flip through them, glance at them, and then toss them back to Huang Yunyou.

"You're smart enough to pay this amount from now on."

"If the profits are high, we'll get a bigger share; if the profits are low, you still have to give us two hundred taels."

Fang Wenqiang said.

"it is good"

Huang Yunyou's face was grim; this was truly pushing his luck, but he still gritted his teeth and agreed.

"I'll be there on time next month, so don't forget to prepare what I need."

"Brother Qiang"

The thugs were puzzled when they saw Brother Qiang leave like that.

"Walk"

Upon hearing this, the thugs had no choice but to follow Brother Qiang.

"Young Master, this can't go on, we might as well..."

“Old Fu, it’s useless to think about finding other backers. No matter which backer you find, they might be greedy, or even more so.” “For now, let’s keep them calm and give me time to enter the martial arts world.”

"As long as I become stronger, he will give me back whatever he takes, and even his gang leader will treat me with utmost respect."

After Huang Yunyou finished speaking, he asked Old Fu to arrange for someone to tidy up so he could rush back to have dinner with his elder brother.

On the way back to the Tiger Gang branch.

"Brother Qiang, if we go back like this, won't Chief Hu get angry at us?"

The thugs were quite worried about this, since they were there to cause trouble and force the other party to sell the restaurant at a low price.

“That’s my cousin. I’ll stand in front, what are you afraid of?”

Fang Wenqiang didn't care about the Tao.

The thugs exchanged helpless glances. "That's your cousin. Of course you're fine, but we'll probably get a beating."

"Brother Qiang, Chief Hu has his eye on that restaurant. Should we do this...?"

Fang Wenqiang turned around and glared at the few lackeys behind him.

"What do you know? I'll be kind enough to let him keep the restaurant open."

“I have investigated thoroughly. Offering 30% of their profits is their limit; they cannot offer any more.”

"This is only possible if their business is not affected."

"If we secretly cause trouble and make their business worse than before, they simply won't be able to come up with that much money next month."

"If you can't produce it, then don't blame us for being impolite."

"As long as I help my cousin secure that restaurant in two or three months, he won't say anything."

"Come on, two ounces each."

Fang Wenqiang gave each thug two taels, took eighty taels for himself, and left the rest for his cousin.

Grand mansion

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Huang Yunyou and Huang Yu'er saw their elder brother to the door.

"Big brother, once you're cleared of suspicion, remember to come back and tell us as soon as possible."

Huang Yunyou said.

"I know, I know."

After Huang Taichu finished speaking, he turned to look at his younger sister.

"Yu'er, is there something you want to say to your elder brother?"

Huang Taichu asked.

"No, no... Big brother, you must take good care of yourself in the prison."

Huang Yu'er originally wanted to pull her eldest brother aside and say that she had a very long dream, using the dream as an excuse to ask her eldest brother to persuade her third brother not to become a ghostwriter.

But thinking that her older brother was a bit strange, she didn't mention it to him.

"Don't worry, I will. If there's nothing else, I'll head back to the prison."

And so, Huang Taichu followed Yin Tianying toward the prison.

At the entrance of the imperial prison
"Big Brother"

Just as Huang Taichu and Yin Tianying were about to step into the prison, a voice called out, "Big Brother!"

His name isn't Huang Taichu, it's Yin Tianying.

Huang Taichu turned around and looked.

Upon seeing this, Huang Taichu was taken aback.

If it could make even Lao Liu pause for a moment, it must have something special about it.

What came into view were two women

One was dashing and heroic, the other a stunning beauty.

With her dashing figure and somewhat similar features to Yin Tianying, it's easy to tell they are siblings.

That "big brother" was naturally called by her.

Huang Taichu's gaze was not on her, but on that stunning beauty.

Her eyes were misty and hazy, their gentle flow revealing an indescribable tenderness, as if her captivating glance could soften one's heart.

Her figure was like a willow swaying in the breeze, graceful and beautiful, with a slender waist...

……

It's so similar, no, not just similar, it's like it was carved from the same template.

She is undeniably gentle and charming, but what truly stirred Huang Taichu's heart was:
The woman in front of him looked exactly like the woman from his previous life.

If Huang Taichu hadn't repeatedly confirmed it with his powerful primordial spirit, he would have suspected that the woman from his previous life had followed him through time.

(End of this chapter)