Siheyuan: Starting to work in the street office

Since Zhong Shan has been going home frequently recently, he naturally met Zhou Changli, who also often came to see Yan Jiefang.

In fact, Zhong Shan and Zhou Changli had never had any contact. The two times they met were both on the street. There was no direct grudge between them, so Zhong Shan didn't care too much about Zhou Changli.

Most of these alley hooligans only do some petty thefts and are a little bad, but they won't do anything too extreme.

Of course, people who have worn something on their arms, like Zhou Changli and Yan Jiefang before, are excluded, but now that both of them have left the team, they naturally cannot do anything too excessive.

Yan Jiefang has recovered quite well recently and can stand up and walk, but his legs were amputated below the knees, so his legs are half as short and he walks a little slower.

But this was enough to make him ecstatic. As for Zhou Changli, he had really made a name for himself recently.

He beat up almost all the hooligans in the neighborhood, and he became the boss of these hooligans in the alley.

Speaking of the name "little bastard", everyone in this area knows it.

This also made Zhou Changli even more rampant.

It's just that beating these people is useless because they have no income. Most of the big gangsters make a living by collecting protection fees from the Buddhist monks. But these alleys are not train stations, so there are no Buddhist monks. It's hard for every household to get food, so how could there be so many things for you to steal?

This road is not feasible. Going to Pigeon City is not something a small gangster like him can get involved in.

Zhou Changli is now like a fly in a glass bottle. He feels that the future is bright, but he can't find a way out.

Feeling depressed, he went to Yan's house more frequently. Although his friend Yan Jiefang was timid and had no future, he was still very calculating. He might be able to find a way out by coming to chat with him when he had nothing to do.

Today, Zhou Changli went out for a walk, and out of boredom, he bought some food and a bottle of wine, and came to Yan's house again.

At the beginning, Yan Bugui was not very welcome to Zhou Changli. Although he didn't dare to say anything, but knowing that the gangster came to his house every day, his face would naturally not be very good.

However, as he came more often, he got used to it, and Zhou Changli never came empty-handed. To Yan Bugui, who loved to take advantage of others, Zhou Changli was like a bodhisattva. Gradually, he no longer disliked Zhou Changli. Sometimes, when he didn't come for a few days and couldn't eat the things Zhou Changli brought, Yan Bugui even missed him a little.

"It's the first day Xiao Zhou isn't here. I miss him!"

"The day after Xiao Zhou didn't come, I missed him!"

"It's the third day since Xiao Zhou came. I miss him. Xiao Zhou, you are here. Come in quickly."

"Uncle Yan, I didn't go fishing today."

After saying hello to Yan Bugui, Zhou Changli found his good brother Yan Jiefang.

"Jiefang, how are you these past two days? If you're recovering well, can we have a drink tonight?"

Yan Jiefang looked at his brother Zhou.

"It's OK. Although it's still a little uncomfortable to walk, at least it doesn't hurt anymore. Just get used to it slowly. What have you been busy with these days, Brother Zhou? You haven't come these days. Didn't you see my dad standing at the door looking at you every day? He's almost become a waiting stone for his husband."

Zhou Changli also laughed when he heard Yan Jiefang's ridicule. How could Zhou Changli not see what kind of person Yan Bugui was after being here for so long? But he didn't care. In his opinion, people who like to take advantage of others are the easiest to deal with. He likes such people.

"I'm looking for a way out. I can't just sit there and do nothing. The little money I have won't be enough if I keep doing this."

After hearing this, Yan Jiefang nodded in agreement. Zhou Changli was better off. Although he was a little lame, at least he was still healthy. He himself had become so much shorter. What was his way out?

Thinking of this, both of them were silent.

At this time, Yan Bugui walked in from outside. He saw Zhou Changli taking something at the door just now, but it was not convenient to open it from outside. He only saw the food and wine after entering the house.

"Xiao Zhou, you've been here so many times, but you're still so reserved. You're always so old-fashioned every time you come. I'll cook you another dish and we can drink together in the evening."

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Yan."

Yan Jiefang's eyes lit up when he saw his father. He waited until Yan Bugui left before he spoke to Zhou Changli.

"Brother Zhou, my dad's school is also closed, so he has been fishing in the moat lately and selling the fish he catches. Do you know about this?"

"I know. Why don't you think we can go fishing together? Let's not talk about whether we can catch anything. Even if we do, it's just a few bucks."

Yan Jiefang shook his head.

"Of course not. Neither of us can do this job. But we can get something else to sell."

"Trading? Jiefang, you are much braver than me. It's okay for me to beat people up. Even if I hurt someone, I can still solve the problem. But for trading, once it happens, there will be no light punishment."

How could Yan Jiefang not know all this? However, he couldn't do anything else in his current condition.

"Brother Zhou, it's usually fine. You've been to the pigeon market near us quite often, right? Look at those stalls, aren't there too many people? Some have been doing it for years. It's a matter of officials not investigating unless the people report it. Usually no one cares. Ordinary people can't live without the pigeon market. Without it, they can't have food to eat. The officials know about it, and they even go to buy pigeons. Even if they receive reports, the people who run the pigeon market are all capable and will receive the news in advance. You see, nothing has happened in all these years."

When Zhou Changli heard this, he thought about it carefully and realized it was true.

He went to the pigeon market quite often, but he never thought about it. In this era, the most powerful people were workers who had jobs. Running small businesses was not allowed, and ordinary people would never think about it.

Now after listening to Yan Jiefang's analysis, this is indeed a way out.

"So what can we sell?"

Speaking of this, Yan Jiefang may really have some talent.

"There are a lot of them. Go to the surrounding suburbs to collect chickens, eggs, mountain products, and even some food that people need money for when their families have problems. Brother Zhou, you have a group of brothers under you. Let them go and collect them. With your prestige, I don't think they would dare to betray you."

Zhou Changli thought about it and it was true. If he really had to go to the countryside to collect things, he really couldn't do it, but he could ask others to go.

"Jiefang, you are a smart guy. This is a way out. I will go to the pigeon market tonight to inquire about the price and start working tomorrow morning."

It just so happened that he still had some money left, and since Yan Jiefang proposed this idea, he naturally wanted to get involved. This capital was enough, and the rest depended on how to do it.