Chapter 242: How Do You Sell This Cake?

Nanxian County, the entrance of Huayuan Community.

An inconspicuous Baojun 310 is parked on the sidewalk of the green belt, and in the car sits a middle-aged man with a tired face, the man wears a black peaked cap on his head, the brim is very low, so that others can not meet his knife-like gaze, he is wearing a migrant worker's clothes stained with cement and lime, but he is stepping on a pair of AJ1 customized sneakers and holding a high-end Cuban cigar.

This is a man full of contradictions.

If someone opened the back door of his car, it would be so shocked that it would explode.

Because the rear seat of the man's Baojun 310 has been removed, inside is a box of neatly stacked Xu Fu Chi peach crisps! On the top, there are several boxes of fine cigars and a few cigarettes of the 95 Honor, and a box of Xu Fu Chi peach cakes has been opened, and inside is full of red and white cash.

In the Huayuan community, a middle-aged man came out, the middle-aged man was about the same age as the person in the car, but he was dressed more weirdly.

The middle-aged man is like a star who doesn't want to be discovered, wearing a thick green military coat, a big cotton hat on his head, an oversized mask covering half of his face and a large sunglasses on his face, he is fully armed, so that people can only see his figure clearly, and they can't recognize who he is at all.

The middle-aged man walked to the side of the car and leaned on the window of the Baojun 310 as if unintentionally.

"Liu Chunqiu, you go back, Jiang has always been to Nanxian, but he then went abroad, your matter is too big, it's not about money at all, I went abroad to call, and the foreign one gave you a little hint, don't keep thinking about how to take revenge and how to settle things, bow your head to get forgiveness, maybe you can get people out of trouble." ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't listen to the response of the person in the car, and walked away directly.

Liu Chunqiu in the car was holding a cigar and glanced back at the boxes of Xu Fuji peach cakes in the car, before he came, he knew that money had no effect on people of that level, and now it was.

It's him, who is too greedy, who spreads the battle line too long, and makes people angry.

The matter of Liu Daqi and Li Daming was just a fuse, at the beginning, he drew money from Liu Daqi in Nanxian County, and pumped more than 10 million funds, but it still did not calm the anger of the surrounding leaders, so that Liu Chunqiu's industry in L City collapsed across the board, and he was wanted nationwide, and he had to embark on the road of worshipping Buddha.

Only the Super Buddha can do this.

In L City, there is only one person who can ask for it, who can help him and calm things down, Jiang Ruicheng.

On the bright side, Jiang Ruicheng is just an 'ordinary' mayor, and he has made a difference at a young age, relying on the provincial ability of his daughter-in-law and father-in-law, but in fact, Jiang Ruicheng is a student of the legendary Wang Sanbai, and he has two powers, and the earth-shattering ghosts and gods with great energy are more powerful than one of the governors, and the ability may as well be more.

"Is it for me to beg that kid? Who the hell is that kid? ”

Before the big incident, Liu Chunqiu knew about Li Daming, and severely warned Liu Daqi three times and twice, some people must not be provoked, but Liu Daqi did not listen to it, he was used to it, and felt that he had a father named Liu Chunqiu who could already dominate the world in Nanxian without scruples, but as a result, he didn't say anything about his accident, and he cheated his father.

gave Liu Chunqiu from a pros and cons all-for-all billionaire to a wanted criminal who was wanted by everyone in the country.

Liu Chunqiu asked people to check Li Daming, but the information was mediocre, the more mediocre the information, and there was no problem, the bigger the problem became.

He Liu Chunqiu can't find the real Nanxian people, let alone others.

In Nanxian County, all of Liu Chunqiu's industries have been taken off, and his identity is sensitive, just in case, he doesn't even dare to live in a small township hotel, so he can only cower in this car.

Fortunately, there are also food and drink, fragrant and spicy.

The money and other things in his car are enough for him to live an ordinary life for ten lifetimes, and he still has assets transferred in other people's names to call, go abroad secretly, and live a life as a rich man.

But Liu Chunqiu was unwilling, so he left like a lost dog.

L City, is the land where he was born and raised him to get up, he finally climbed to such a high position, fame and fortune, and in a few years, he can rely on the accumulated reputation, the so-called high morality and prestige in the official to get an official and a half-job, as a result, everything is empty, he is not convinced!

He would rather spend more money and have nothing first, and it is only a matter of time before he gets rid of the eyes of the adults who are aimed at him and makes a comeback.

In that case, he can not be Liu Chunqiu, Li Chunqiu, Wang Chunqiu, Sun Chunqiu, it can be.

Liu Chunqiu looked around carefully, and then drove to the countryside of Nanxian County, he is an extremely careful person, even if he rests in the car, he will choose a deserted place.

The selected walking section is also less capable of fewer people.

During the period of the accident, he had been following Jiang Ruicheng's footsteps until Nanxian, and he lost it.

Liu Chunqiu's car was parked next to a market in Dazhuang Town.

His eyes were attracted by a stall selling cut cakes, walnuts, peanuts, sesame, almonds, large raisins, dates, he was born in Dazhuang Town, and his family was poor when he was young.

Mainly, he looked at the stall owner, which was somewhat familiar, which evoked some bitter memories for him.

"Boss, how do you sell this cake. ”

Unlike the rice cakes made of glutinous rice, which are a specialty of the province of S, the vendors use large knives.

Autumn nights always come so early, just a little after half past four in the afternoon, the sky begins to be hazy and dark, and the small and large vendors in the market have almost gone home from work.

The few vendors in the market are mostly in order to sell a little more and stay up in the market.

The owner of the stall is a young man from an ethnic minority, his cake cutting has not been opened, but he does not look anxious at all, listening to the sound area of a new portable radio, with a second leg crossed, lying in the pocket of a red three-wheeled motorcycle, knocking melon seeds, squinting at the passers-by back and forth.

His stall is also quite strange, there is a vacuum area around a few meters, and local people come and go as if they don't see his existence.

"Twenty. ”

Listening to Liu Chunqiu's words, the guy at the cake cutting stall replied lazily, he only glanced at Liu Chunqiu's Baojun 310, as if he had lost interest in him as a customer.