I'm incredibly ambitious after being reborn.

Chapter 6 Clan law is also law, and local virtue is also virtue.

"Hey, hey, you young man, you're running around on opposite sides of the road. You say it's your stall, what proof do you have..."

Bang!
Before the person from the "Urban Management Office" could finish speaking, Zhang Daxiang kicked over the stall table and said in an unfriendly tone, "Sweep up the floor and get out."

Soup and liquids were spilled all over the floor, and porcelain bowls and spoons shattered with a clatter. The wonton soup was probably still hot, and it scalded both of them right down to their crotches, causing them to cry out immediately.

"You dare to cause trouble..."

Bang!
With a loud thud, Zhang Damiao gripped a wooden stick and poked it into the stone he was using as a stepping stone. Then he stood beside Zhang Daxiang, looking fearless.

"You, you, you are all utterly lawless—"

The leader was furious and shouted that he would call for reinforcements, but Zhang Daxiang remained calm and composed. He pulled out a long stick, more than 1.8 meters long, from the frame of the vehicle, stood there without making a fuss, and simply said, "I am from the third branch of Zhangshi Village."

With just one sentence, the people from the "Urban Comprehensive Management Office" who were shouting shut up. They looked at Zhang Daxiang and his group with some surprise. Clearly, "Zhangshi Village, Sanxingli" still had some deterrent power.

Zhang Gangwu, the nephew who is a year older than him, was dumbfounded.

After seeing that the other party had stopped shouting, Zhang Daxiang looked at the vendor standing next to the peddler cart and asked, "Which village are you from?"

“Cai, from Caijiaqiao.”

Zhang Daxiang immediately cursed, "Fuck your mother! You from Caijiaqiao are stealing my business? Who are you from? State your name and go to the Cai family's old house tomorrow morning. Now clean up the floor and get out!"

"well……"

While the vendors were busy, Zhang Daxiang stopped the leader of the "Urban Management Office" and asked, "We're all from the same town, so who are you from? How can you be so unruly?!"

"Caijiaqiao".

The man sighed helplessly, knowing that he would have to tell the truth sooner or later, so he honestly told him.

Zhang Daxiang immediately laughed: "You bitch, you're also from Caijiaqiao, are you blind? Don't you even know this basic etiquette? You brought your people here to steal other people's business?"

"And you, which of the three families in Zhang City are you from?"

"I am Zhang Xu, your great-grandfather. Who am I, you ask?"

Zhang Daxiang looked at the other party coldly and said.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I was blinded by greed and thought it was some shady male prostitute setting up a stall. I wanted to steal business from my own people. I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

"Take your men and get out of here."

"Yes, I'll get out, I'll get out."

About half an hour later, Zhang Daxiang set up his stall again. After finishing his work, Zhang Gangwu asked him in a low voice, "Uncle, this conflict... no, will something bad happen?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

He raised his hand and patted Zhang Gangwu on the shoulder, "We are local worthies, Xiao Wu, the cornerstone of the nation, and we are not the same as ordinary 'peasants'."

"Local...local notables?"

“When you go to university and study in other places, pay attention to the new knowledge and ideas you learn, and never be influenced by fallacies and heresies. We are an important part of maintaining rural social stability, and we are the local philanthropic community and the conscience of the county and township.”

"..."

"Alright, don't overthink it. Once you go to university and are exposed to new ideas and concepts, remember not to believe them immediately. When you come back from your vacation, I'll explain it to you..." "Okay, Uncle."

The fast food business continued, and the "Urban Management Office" didn't cause any trouble. The reason was simple: just ask around in Zhangshi Village who was selling fast food in Wujiatan.

Upon hearing that it was the bizarre case of "one person, twelve incense sticks," the older generation from Caijiaqiao immediately brought over a few people who had tried to steal their business to apologize.

From a market economy perspective, it's normal to set up stalls and grab territory; first come, first served. But from the perspective of public order and good customs in rural areas, well, that's a different story. You have the right to free competition, that's true, but I also have some physical principles I'd like to discuss.

As for calling the police and causing a disturbance at the local police station...

Don't be ridiculous. As long as you're in the right, no one will say that Zhangshi Village is wrong for launching a "village war".

Reason prevails everywhere, but legal principles are nothing but toilet paper.

However, the procedure of pretending to respect the law is still necessary. After the small plot of metasequoia land was purchased, the Highway Administration organized people to transplant the metasequoia trees. After the transplant, the empty land did not need to be backfilled, and Zhang Daxiang could do whatever he wanted with it.

Actually, several dozen square meters were skimmed off here. Since commercial land always needs an entrance and exit, this section facing the national highway was used as an entrance, which is only for his use. The land on both sides is nominally public land, but in practice, it is still his land.

In theory, outsiders could also set up stalls in front of him, but unfortunately, the law respects the physics of things.

Business was exceptionally good throughout July. In addition to the fact that the open space after the metasequoia trees were transplanted was connected to electricity, Zhang Daxiang also set up a temporary parking lot after leveling the ground, so that large trucks no longer had to line up in a long line along the national highway, which pleased the patrolmen.

After more than a month, he had some regular customers. Most of them parked their cars in eight-wheeled or twelve-wheeled vehicles, mainly because they were afraid of "oil thieves". Zhang Daxiang was the "one man with twelve incense sticks" in Zhangshi Village, and his reputation was well-known. No matter where you came from, you knew that it was much safer to be here.

There are oil thieves at both ends of the national highway. Recently, they found that their "business" has slowed down, so they naturally went to inquire. At first, they thought it was just that the young people were ignorant, but after learning the actual situation, they all accepted their bad luck.

In Zhangshi Village, Zhang Daxiang is a member of the "Da" generation. With just a call, a bunch of clever and adorable friends will come to his aid. Even the most energetic social groups have to believe in the fairness of the world.

This has frustrated some locals who make a living through the underworld, wondering why such kind and honest people would choose to work outside the home.

We'll still sell fast food.

"Grandpa, have you found a suitable maid yet?"

"Ah... well... it's not like I haven't asked around. I've even looked in Bao Lane, Zhongjia Lane, Xujia Alley, Xujia... I've even hired professional matchmakers, but I still can't find one."

Old man Zhang Qihui sighed helplessly. He was already preparing to start construction. The nine buildings in Nanxingtou had been marked out, and he would start construction on an auspicious day.

The engineering project was nothing to worry about, but his grandson's marriage was a major problem that he kept running into obstacles.

When respectable families heard Zhang Daxiang's conditions, they were all very satisfied. He was eighteen years old now, and they could hold a wedding banquet when he turned twenty in two years, and then get a marriage certificate when he was old enough.

pity……

This task has a difficulty level of 12.8.

One person needs twelve incense sticks; even an old sow couldn't withstand that.

So, any parent who is even remotely human would never allow their daughter to mess around with a "heartless incense machine".
Zhang Daxiang was also practicing "incense to become a god" for the first time, and he was not very skilled yet. Seeing that he definitely couldn't find a daughter from a respectable family, he continued to play with the old man.

"Grandpa, do you even have the ability? You said you'd let me take on all the responsibilities, and I was prepared to take on twelve of them, to give the older generation twelve great-grandchildren. But all you can do is brag? If you don't have the ability, don't show off in the ancestral hall and make your ancestors laugh at you."

"..."

The old man looked ashamed, inwardly lamenting: Yes, I'm just a useless old man, I'm nothing...

(End of this chapter)