In what age, there is still a protection fee? In these days, even taxes are not collected, as long as you don't crowd the roads according to the rules and affect traffic, you can do business.

"How much?" Lin Feng asked curiously, if he was charged protection money, it would arouse more emotions and experiences for himself, so he would give it.

"It depends on his mood, the more you earn, the more you get. The master had a sad face.

"Oh! Thank you. But aren't you going to sue them?" Lin Feng's question was exchanged for a wry smile from the steamed bun master.

"I tried, and then some of them were caught, but the sentence was too light, and they came out quickly, and then they were constantly harassed and retaliated against. Either throwing stones and smashing them into the house, or being beaten with a black stick for some reason. The master walked away as he spoke.

Lin Feng wrote down this matter, but now that there are more students all of a sudden, many students are admiring it, and Lin Feng is busy.

Gu Chen no longer bothered with Lin Feng, and also helped. The speed of two people is extremely fast, and it doesn't take too long to wait in line to get delicious buns.

"No, it's sold out!See you on Monday!" Lin Feng shouted, because these students were all looking at Lin Feng, expecting Lin Feng to take out another batch of buns.

1,200 buns, which looks like a lot, actually sell out quickly. If one person buys two, six hundred people will solve it.

But children with a big appetite need three, so the number of people needed is even less, and to sum up, the buns will be gone after a while.

When Gu Chen was sorting out today's income, a few people came to the staggering side.

They staggered, not because of bad legs or drinking, but because they walked like that.

"There's a newcomer? I didn't pay the protection money yesterday! I paid the account today?" The person at the head of the group, narrow pants, gold chains, tight T-shirts, and shaved heads, it seems that this is the standard configuration of social people.

"How much?" Lin Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Yo he! this sensible has a future!" laughed. It's been a long time since I've seen such a refreshing one, it's not noisy, it's not noisy, and it's good-looking, unlike others, with a sad face and a bunch of nonsense.

Seeing that Lin Feng was so sensible, he said happily: "Two hundred a day, it won't be impossible to sell this amount!" This sentence is already very excessive, ordinary people can have this income, but what about the cost? The net profit of a day is almost half. So those stall owners have to sell things all day and work late.

"Gu Chen, give me money. Lin Feng calmly handed the money over to the thugs.

"Huh, still not angry, what's going on with this?Is it because this money is too easy to earn?" Lin Feng knew in his heart that even if he made more than a thousand buns in one night, it was still too easy for him and Gu Chen.

"Do you want to give more?" Thinking of this, Lin Feng handed over another hundred.

"This kid is so sensible, and he gave us money for cigarettes and alcohol!" The little gangster didn't expect that there would be more people to give.

"Lin Feng, what's wrong with you?" Gu Chen looked at Lin Feng a little puzzled, he was a little angry, why did he want to give people protection money?

But Lin Feng was feeling his heart: "Eh, I'm a little upset! Give more!" So Lin Feng gave it all in one go.

The thugs laughed: "That's good, so be it! We'll charge you less for one day's protection! You're generous and we're generous!"

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, and when those stall owners saw Lin Feng's approach, they all shook their heads, this kid was too self-conscious.

"It turns out that this is the feeling, the fruits of labor have been deprived of people, understand! And ordinary people generally have to endure at this time! There is no way to resist!" Lin Feng was still feeling, and gradually knew the desolate heart of ordinary people in his heart.

And the gangsters go to collect the protection money of an older man.

The old man's eyes were almost cloudy with tears, and his hands, full of old age spots, trembled like dry branches, and his mouth was saying, "Less! The grandson of the family has not grown up yet!"

But the thugs said, "I don't have a son yet!

Then the old man's appearance of bowing his head and wiping his tears deeply stimulated Lin Feng, and a desolate feeling came to his heart.

"That's how it feels!Gu Chen!" Lin Feng turned his head and found that Gu Chen had directly pinched and exploded a stone.

"It's so annoying!Lin Feng, don't stop them yet!" Gu Chen followed him here to experience the life of ordinary people, everything was up to Lin Feng, but this time he really couldn't bear it.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Go ahead! Get our money back!"

Gu Chen happily ran over.

The little gangsters didn't pay attention, and Gu Chen took the money away, his hand was light, and when he looked down, he found that the front was gone, and when he turned his head, he found that Gu Chen had returned the money to the uncle, and he was looking at them with contempt.

"You don't want to live anymore, do you? The thugs quickly gathered around.

"I regret it. Lin Feng was still so calm, except that the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled evilly. If you have experienced it yourself, will you really give you the money?

"Beat up! Dare not give face! You'd better not move, take out the money, or your face will be spent!" A thug took out a folding knife, played a knife flower, and pointed at Gu Chen's face.

But the next moment, this knife appeared in Gu Chen's hand, and this move "grabbing the white blade with empty hands" was extremely fast, and then Gu Chen pressed the tip of the knife against the gangster's Adam's apple.

The thug was shocked and subconsciously stepped back, but the tingling sensation in the Adam's apple always reminded him that this woman was dangerous.

"Which of you still wants to point a knife at me?" Gu Chen was unhappy for a long time, this group of people was inevitably beaten, bullying and dominating the market, the weak fish, if he was just an ordinary girl, he could only give money helplessly today, go home, and be in a bad mood.

"I was wrong! You put the knife down!" The little boss who was held against his neck didn't eat the loss in front of him, so he quickly apologized, and then dealt with this woman later, and she accidentally took the knife himself.

Gu Chen knew what these people were thinking, so he threw the knife casually and shot directly into a tree on the side of the road, and the fifteen-centimeter blade was all gone.

"Give it to me! This stinky bitch dares to coerce me! Catch the kiln seller!" The little leader saw that Gu Chen had lost the knife, and he didn't even look at the knife piercing the tree, so he hurriedly beckoned everyone to deal with Gu Chen.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered, and a stall owner next to him said nervously to Lin Feng: "Why don't you help your wife?"

"Don't, call for help, I'm going to have a hard time today. Lin Feng watched the show slowly.