After the vicious adoptive mother gave up, the scumbag children regretted it

Chapter 81 If you want money, you have to kneel down to ask for it

Shen Nanzhi knew from the beginning that it would be difficult for Jiang Chen to raise 600 taels of silver. Even if he sold his house and land, it would not be enough.

Even if he now had Mr. Xie's two hundred taels of silver, plus his own money, he could only get five hundred taels at best. He still needed at least one hundred taels of silver.

The letter of guarantee was an unexpected surprise, allowing Shen Nanzhi to vent his anger.

But Jiang Chen really couldn't take it out, so he just threw it all away and completely ruined it. Then there would be no fun.

He must be made to have hope again and again, and then fall into despair until he loses everything, so that the hatred in his heart can be eliminated.

Isn’t that how he treated the original owner?

He would say a few nice words to her when he needed her to do something, but would immediately turn hostile when he satisfied her. It was a pity that the girl was so naive that she was foolishly kept under his spell and was willing to give her all again and again.

Now she knew that Butcher Shen had given so much to his daughter, and such a good girl should not be treated with such contempt.

Since the original owner's life cannot be brought back, I'll just give Jiang Chen a good beating to vent her anger.

Uncle Niu had almost sold out his meat and was about to close the stall. When he saw Shen Nanzhi, he smiled and said, "Niece, why are you here?"

"Help Uncle Niu close the stall. Have you sold out everything today?"

"There are still some bones left. You can eat them at home. Do you need some meat? I can borrow some from my colleagues."

"Okay, just buy it at the market price. I need thirty kilograms of pork belly. If you don't have any, lean meat will do."

She could kill a pig from the space and add some fat. It was cheating, after all, and practice makes perfect.

"Wait for me for a while."

Meat is sold in scattered places in the wet market, not concentrated together like in modern markets to make it easier for customers to compare. They sell meat in a fixed area, monopolizing the business in that area and eliminating malicious competition.

The ancients also had a lot of wisdom of their own. When people are alive, they will always choose the way that best suits their survival.

Shen Nanzhi packed up the stall skillfully. A few ruffians came over and looked at the stalls critically. They were a bunch of poor guys who couldn't even squeeze out two ounces of oil.

But there is no other way, they can only stay here, because they can't beat Mr. Ning Wu.

Every family paid protection money, about a few dozen cents, so there was no need to fight with them.

When they got to Shen Nanzhi's place, the leading thug knocked on the counter and said, "Where's Lao Niu? Why are you taking over the stall?

As expected of a butcher, this body of fat must have been filled with food, haha..."

The others laughed too. The woman selling vegetables at the stall next door said quickly, "Lao Niu has something to do and will be back soon. This is his niece who helped to clean up. Miss, give him fifty coins and send him away."

This is one month's protection fee, which is not much if you talk about it. It's better to spend money to avoid disaster. Shen Nanzhi intends to give it, but who made him so rude?

The aunt also meant well. Shen Nanzhi smiled and said, "I know, Aunt, please stay away from it."

The auntie was very confused. What was going on?

I left obediently and soon realized that they were afraid that they would get hurt in a fight.

The little leader looked at her unkindly and said with a smile: "Do you think you are so powerful just because you eat a lot of meat? Can you get married with this appearance? If I were you, I would jump into the moat and save a lot of food, haha..."

Shen Nanzhi suddenly made a move, grabbed the little leader's hair and smashed him on the chopping board, again and again, until his face and head were covered in blood, like a blood gourd.

The people around were stunned, and some even trembled and said, "Kill, murder!"

"You, stop!"

Shen Nanzhi pulled out a boning knife and placed it on his neck: "Everyone, step back. I'm a timid person. My hands start to shake when there are too many people around."

The people below were so scared that they quickly stepped back. This girl looked chubby and cute, so how could she be so cruel?

The little leader's head was buzzing, and he just came back to his senses, "You, you dare to hit me?"

"You came up to me and asked for a fight. Am I not helping you? I am fat because I have meat at home. I ate it mouthful by mouthful. Did I eat your rice? Now it's your turn to laugh at me!"

"You should act like you're collecting protection money. You should know that we feed you. We provide you with food and clothing. We are your parents. If you ask for money from your parents, you have to kneel down. Who gave you the confidence to show off?"

Shen Nanzhi's sharp knife hit his face, scaring the little leader. If his hand shook, he would have cut his neck.

He immediately begged for mercy: "Auntie, I was wrong. I won't do it again."

"Don't dare? How can I believe it? Kneel down, all of you kneel down, and recognize who your breadwinner is. This person is closer to you than your own parents. If you want money, you have to kneel down and ask for it."

Those hooligans were all spineless and knelt down immediately, and just did whatever I said.

The little leader was stepped on the ground by Shen Nanzhi. He leaned against the pillar with a lazy look on his face. "Everyone, let me sort out this relationship with you. If they want to take money from us, they have to make us happy. Now they are showing off like this. This is robbery.

It's not easy to run a small business in our vegetable market. Wouldn't it be good to spend thirty or fifty cents on your wife, children and parents?

If they want money, they can do some work, such as cleaning the streets or helping out. If we are happy, we will treat them as extra helpers and give them rewards.

Follow this requirement from now on. If anyone disagrees, come to me and I will reason with him."

Shen Nanzhi kicked the man out and said, "Get lost. No matter who's behind you, come find me, Shen Nanzhi. I solved the human meat bun case, I saved the county magistrate, and I raided the bandits' lair. I've made this clear. If you have a problem with me, Shen Nanzhi, I'll fight you to the end."

The little leader was helped by someone and quickly ran away. This girl may be fat, but she is very strong.

I should have known better and stopped talking so meanly. I got beaten for nothing and I have no way to explain to the boss. It's really a big loss.

Uncle Niu actually came back a long time ago. He looked at Shen Nanzhi in the crowd, looking so majestic and brave as he dealt with a group of hooligans. His eyes were complicated. Nanzhi was indeed the descendant of that man, and had the aura of a natural king.

"I am back."

"Uncle Niu, if those little hooligans come again, just beat them away. Why ask for protection money? It's just a habit."

Uncle Niu smiled and said, "Everyone wants to spend money to avoid disaster. If they are not there, there will always be someone else."

"That's not right. If you spend money, you have to spend it worth it. This is an evasive mentality and weakness. It will only encourage their arrogance. What do you think?"

"Yes, Nan Zhi is absolutely right. Brother Niu, why don't you take the lead? If anyone dares to bully us in the future, we can band together to beat them out. They are just a few little hooligans, right? I can kill them with just one slap!"

"Count me in. I've had enough of their wrath. A few dozen coins are enough to buy a couple of drinks. If we still suffer from their wrath, aren't we cheap?"

The crowd was outraged. This time, Shen Nanzhi changed the atmosphere of this vegetable market and became a legend.

From now on, no matter who rules the underground order of the county, they will not dare to act wildly in the vegetable market. The stall owners here really dare to kill people. The key is that they still have money. God knows when the vegetable sellers became wealthy and selling vegetables is just a side job. They are just here for fun!

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