After Yang Qiu arrived downstairs slowly, he found that he came out a little early today, and it was only nine o'clock at this time, and many breakfast stalls were lively times, but it was definitely not okay to go upstairs.

Hey, let's go to the stall slowly.

"Yo, Yang Xiucai, come so early today? ”

By the time Yang Qiu walked to the entrance of the Oriental Theater for an hour and a half, many breakfast vendors here had just begun to slowly close their stalls. Wu has not yet come, and on the stall belonging to the two of them, there is a big breakfast stall, with tables, chairs, stools, and stools, and the two stall owners who are cleaning up are also surprised that he came so early today.

"What kind of stall do you collect, I have something to do today and go out early, I'm not in a hurry, don't worry about the two of you. Yang Qiu replied to the stall owner with a big grin, sat down on a stool, threw the package aside, and continued: "That aunt, bring me two roasted corns, a bowl of wonton noodles, I want lunch!"

"Hey, it's better to come early than to come early, big sister, one more as it is, one more shrimp dumpling. ”

As soon as Yang Qiu's words fell, a familiar voice came from the side, but before he could turn around, a dark shadow sat down next to him with a 'snap'.

Glancing at the visitor with slanted eyes, Yang Qiu muffled out two words from his nostrils: "AA?"

"A, A, don't fool me with your tricks. The bamboo pole Wu who was familiar with Yang Qiu did not accept the invitation at all, and directly squinted his eyes and said with contempt: "Chinese eat, pay attention to politeness, where is there any AA, it is a foreigner's thing, it will not work in us." ”

Yang Qiu really wanted to kick this old bastard into the sky, so he replied angrily: "According to your meaning, you want to treat you with your conscience today?"

"I'm in for a treat?" Bamboo Pole Wu pretended not to understand, and pretended to be surprised, "What kind of guest do I invite?"

"Phew, didn't you kill a big man yesterday?!"

"Joke, as if you didn't kill the big head yesterday, two wall calendars will be sold for twenty, and you will rob ......"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, okay, I'll please, okay. ”

After two sentences, Yang Qiu was directly defeated by this old rascal. The old guy has no scruples to talk about things, and he is embarrassed, and his shouting and making trouble are eye-catching. Yang Qiu was afraid that he would say something embarrassing, so he hurriedly raised his hands and surrendered.

"Hmph, it's pretty much the same, respect the old and love the young. Bamboo pole Wu defeated Yang Qiu, and despised him proudly, and then raised his hand and shouted: "Big sister, add another fried cow river." ”

"You ......"

Yang Qiu was suddenly angry, this old guy didn't have enough inches, and he picked a good one!

"Hey, everybody's here. ”

Before Yang Qiu's anger was full, another familiar voice interrupted him, and without him looking back, a tall and strong man with thick eyebrows walked in front of him.

Well, the big man was followed by a tall, flat-headed, black-faced thin man with a plywood in his shoulder.

I saw that this black-faced thin man was estimated to be in his early twenties, and although he was wearing a wrinkled white shirt inside, he was wearing a clean and straight gray suit outside. The suit pants are the same color as the top, but unfortunately it is estimated that I have worn too much, and the east is wrinkled and the west is wrinkled.

Even the leather shoes on his feet are dry, and they are not oiled at a glance.

This image is somewhat similar to the college students in the old photos of the seventies and eighties in Yang Qiu's memory.

The thin man looked at Yang Qiu and looked at him, and nodded with a slight smile, which was regarded as a greeting.

This man is quite kind when he looks at it.

However, according to the standards at this time, in addition to being much darker than Yang Qiu, this guy is more foreign than Yang Qiu, and more talented than Yang Xiucai.

This outfit is too eye-catching compared to the coarse kudzu cloth worn by the people around him.

"Yo, Brother Yu is here, please sit down, please sit down. Yang Qiu and Bamboo Pole Wu hadn't met with anyone yet, but the stall owner warmly greeted people up, and enthusiastically moved a stool next to Brother Yu.

"No, no, no. Brother Yu was polite, waved his hand and said, "You have a lot of guests, busy... Well, the guest ......" Brother Yu found that the guests were full of Yang Qiu and Bamboo Pole Wu, and hurriedly haha: "... Eh, you guys are busy with yours, Lao Xue, I won't say more, the old rules ......"

Lao Xue is the stall owner, this guy was still full of flattery, and when he talked about the old rules, he hurriedly slapped his forehead and beckoned his mother-in-law and said, "Butler, hurry up and get five cents." ”

Hearing this, the proprietress didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly dropped the noodles she was about to put down, took out five cents from her pocket, and handed it directly to Brother Yu.

This is the legendary protection fee.

Of course, the protection fee is not called the protection fee at this time, it has another name - the fee, and I don't know whether this 'regulation' means the old rules, or the meaning of abiding by the rules.

Unlike the bustling eateries and dance halls, the fees in these places are paid once a week or even once a month, and they are large. Due to the large liquidity of the stalls and most of them are small businesses, Yang Qiu's fees are basically paid once a day, and the amount is small.

Just like Yang Qiu, he only came out to set up a stall in the afternoon, and the local 'big guy' who managed this street basically came to collect fees at 5 o'clock in the afternoon every day, and the largest stall was 5 millimeters, and the smallest was only 1 millimeter.

Yang Qiu's stall is not big or small, and it is a fee of three millimeters per day.

Of course, don't think that the fees are paid for nothing.

At this time, although Xiangjiang did not have the famous urban management at home and abroad, it did have police.

Just as the chengguan in later generations could confiscate the goods of hawkers on the grounds of 'occupying the road', the Xiangjiang police also had a special crime of cracking down on hawkers in this era - blocking the street.

In Yang Qiu's view, this crime basically includes occupying the road, as the name suggests, it is to obstruct the passage of the street.

And what's even more powerful is that the punishment for blocking the street is more severe, not only can you confiscate items, but you can also directly arrest people and go to jail.

In the later "True Colors of Heroes", Xiao Ma ate cold noodles at a roadside stall, but when the police came, the stall owner pushed a small cart and ran away, and he didn't even collect money.

The strength of the Xiangjiang police can be seen from this.

Therefore, in Yang Qiu's opinion, the Xiangjiang police at this time are much more ruthless than the urban management of later generations!

And for some well-known reasons, after you have paid the fee, when there is something going on above, the big guy who collected the fee will come to notify you in advance. At that time, you can come to the phrase 'the wind is tight' and walk away in style.

So in addition to the fact that the club is not easy to mess with, in order to avoid the police, you should simply pay the fees.

Brother Yu's surname is Yu, that is, the 'big guy' who collects the land fees, saying that the big guy is actually a little brother, if it is really a big guy, he will go directly and easily to collect the fees of the dance hall, how can he work hard to bully these stalls haha.

As for whether Brother Yu belongs to Heshengtao or Heshenghe, both of them are the halls of Hehetu anyway, and Yang Qiu is too lazy to care, and he doesn't want to mix in the club.

And the remaining two of the three famous Xiangjiang societies, one has just emerged, and the other has never heard of it, and it is estimated that the boss still doesn't know where the cat is.

Brother Yu collected the fee here, but he didn't leave in a hurry, and pulled the thin man next to him and pointed to the piece of land that Lao Xue hadn't cleaned up yet, and said, "Young boy, look at it, you will set up a stall here in the future, remember?"

Yang Qiu looked at Brother Yu's hand, hey, this is next door to him, next door to Wu, it looks like a new neighbor has arrived.

It's just that......

Yang Qiu looked at this thin man again, this has neither baggage nor car, so he brought a board, what kind of stall can he set up?

"Oh, Brother Yu, you put one hundred and eighty hearts, this point, I just forgot what my surname is, and I will never forget it. As soon as the thin man opened his mouth, he broke Yang Qiu's first impression of him.

This guy is a little poor.

“……”

Brother Yu also estimated that he had already seen the other side of this guy, so he just glared at him lightly.

The thin man didn't care about it, and looked at Lao Xue who was on the side and said: "Boss, no, Brother Xue, we will be neighbors in the future, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, so please ask Brother Xue to take care of them in the future." Yo, eldest sister, this is down there, it's so fragrant, this wonton is so ......"

"Ahem!"

Brother Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly coughed twice to interrupt the thin man's bluffing, and then pointed to Yang Qiu and Bamboo Pole Wu and said: "Don't mess around, Lao Xue has closed the stall, and your fart neighbors, your neighbors, these two." Okay, okay, you talk, familiar, familiar, I'll go first. ”

Brother Yu really did good deeds without leaving a name, and with a wave of his sleeves, he flashed, picked out Lao Xue and threw Yang Qiu and the others into it again.

The thin man was obviously stunned for a moment, he obviously regarded Yang Qiu and the two as diners just now, and now he heard that they were all stall friends, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly sat down at Yang Qiu's table.

"Two big brothers, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm rude. The thin man arched his hand and looked at the table, and continued: "Under Li Hanxiang, a native of Liao Province, I don't know what the two big brothers call them?"

"Oh, the old man Wu Zhankui, a native of eastern Sichuan. The bamboo pole Wu looked interesting, and also talked about the tone.

Yang Qiu looked at this thin... Well... This Li Hanxiang put down the board under his arm and replied: "Yang Qiu, a native of Xiangbei." ”

"Yo, it turns out that everyone is from the mainland, it's really fate!" Li Hanxiang pretended to be surprised, took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, and knocked them on the table twice.

“……”

Xiangjiang is now three people from two continents, and now the three continents are sitting at the same table, what kind of fate is this? Yang Qiu can see that this guy is a snake fighter with a stick.

"Then what is Brother Yang selling?" Li Hanxiang didn't seem to see Yang Qiu's lukewarm expression, and pulled the shrimp dumplings that had just been served.

Yang Qiu watched the other party pick up a piece of shrimp dumplings and put it in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little and said, "Don't do anything, sell some second-hand books." ”

After speaking, Yang Qiu didn't wait for the bamboo pole next to him, Wu was still stunned, and directly picked up a piece of shrimp dumpling and threw it into his mouth.

Perhaps feeling that it was all because he had read books, Li Hanxiang was obviously interested, ate another piece of shrimp dumplings, and said, "Selling books? That's not bad, I don't know what kind of books Brother Yang sells?"

"Golden Bottle Wooden □," Yang Qiu said without raising his head.

“……”

At this time, Li Hanxiang definitely felt Yang Qiu's deep malice, and after a pause, he turned his target to Wu, who was still in a daze.

"Brother Wu, what about you?"

Bamboo pole Wu obviously couldn't turn his brain, and was caught off guard by Li Hanxiang's self-cooked strategy. As soon as Li Hanxiang asked, he immediately came back to his senses, picked up the chopsticks and replied while eating: "Hexagram teller." ”

"Ah, fortune telling, this is all the work of the Ninth Road in Beiping, Brother Wu is really hidden...... Yo...... The noodles are ready, come on, big sister, be careful of scalding, I'll help ......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Yang Qiu immediately interrupted Li Hanxiang's action of wanting to stand up with a fake cough, and when he saw the bamboo pole Wu also reacted and quickly took the wonton noodles from the female stall owner, then asked slowly: "After asking so much, that Li... Li Hanxiang, what are you selling?"

Li Hanxiang glanced at the wonton noodles in Wu's hand with regret, picked up a piece of shrimp dumplings, and said vaguely while eating: "I? ”

"Painting?" Yang Qiu was stunned.

"That's right. ”

Li Hanxiang put down his chopsticks and picked up his plank again. Yang Qiu realized that what he thought was a wooden board was actually two pieces of wood together.

As soon as the drawing board was opened, a stack of white paper sandwiched inside immediately leaked out.

This guy is really a painter.

No, Yang Qiu suddenly reacted, this guy is also a white eater!

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PS:

I suddenly want to say a digression here, Lu Le, the four detectives back then, was very dissatisfied after the release of "Lei Luo", saying that in reality, how could a bad guy take a hat and collect protection money like a beggar.

Then the reporter asked him, how do the poor guys collect protection money?

Lu Le was silent.