After the people of the White Tiger Hall handed over the protection money they had recovered, they left one after another. Most of these people are locals, and they have families in the capital, and only a few people like Shan Mu live in the White Tiger Hall.

In the capital, there are only more than 100 people who have really entered the White Tiger Hall. The capital is so big, there are thousands of countless alleys and alleys, and these 100 people alone can't cover the entire capital.

However, this did not bother them, and each disciple assigned to the area would be accompanied by five or six helpers. These are the equivalent of peripheral personnel and temporary workers.

Early the next morning, Shan Mu woke me up early and said that he was going to have breakfast and then collect protection money. This street in Zhushikou is lined with shops and is very prosperous.

I said that the master of Qi Tang attaches great importance to you, and he has given you such a good handicap.

Shan Mu said that the Qi hall master didn't care about this matter, and the deputy hall master Li arranged it, do you think this is a piece of fat meat? To tell you the truth, those who can open a shop here are either rich or expensive, and there is a deep relationship behind it, and those who can really collect protection fees are not more than one in ten, these people are all Diao people, and they are often in arrears, this piece of fat can only be seen, not eaten!

I was extremely unwilling in my heart, I thought that by mixing into the Sihetang, I would be able to get in touch with the core of the Sihetang, but I didn't expect to be reduced to the point of collecting protection money.

It's a world away from what I imagined. If this is the case, then how to complete the task assigned by the big treasurer?

However, I quickly adjusted my mentality, I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I had to untie my arms when I was breastfeeding. I took advantage of this time to slowly get in touch with the business of Sihetang.

Collecting protection money, Zhang Youqian and I also did it when we were in Jinling Six Gates, although we didn't care much about it, but we were familiar with the road.

There is still a difference between collecting protection fees in the courtyard hall and the six doors.

The six doors are the organs of the imperial court, and the imperial court prohibits asking for property from merchants, but the six doors are also responsible for security inspections, which has room for power rent-seeking.

For example, if someone reports that there are gambling in the store, there are fire hazards in the store, or the safety precautions are not in place, any reason will make you unable to operate, or even close down. So the six doors went to the merchant store to check, and those shopkeepers took the initiative to seal the laisee and quietly stuffed it into their arms.

Of course, in terms of collecting protection fees, the six doors are nothing compared with Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei's hat is bigger, rebellion, rebellion, collaborating with the enemy, treason, which crime is punished by the nine clans, but Jinyiwei thinks very highly of himself, and if he wants to knock on the big family, they don't see the protection fee for small fights at all.

As soon as Shan Mu appeared at the mouth of the Zhushi market, there were fourteen or fifteen idle gangs coming over.

These little ruffians, who are not even gangsters, are wearing flower cotton jackets, their hair is scattered, and they are pulling Puwoer at their feet, nodding at Shan Mu, very respectful.

Shan Mu looked cautious in the White Tiger Hall, but in front of them it was completely different, he stood in front of everyone, reprimanded everyone, and said that you have been tired recently, and the White Tiger Hall has forty or fifty handicaps, and we can't collect the annual customs fee, and the ranking is low, which makes him lose face in front of Zhao Jiuye.

As a single wood, the master who can't even smell Zhao Jiuye's fart in the White Tiger Hall, in front of these gangsters, the majesty is tight, which is also a common phenomenon in the gangs in the capital.

Of course, Shan Mu did not blindly reprimand them, and after scolding them, he began to encourage everyone to work hard, strive for the top, innovate mechanisms, work together, and collect protection fees as quickly as possible. Finally, he told everyone that before the end of the year, the helper who collected the most protection money recommended him to join the Sihetang.

I saw that the single wood was both soft and hard, cold and hot, and there were not many routines, but I was proficient in mastering it, and I said that I was really wronged by him to make a book.

I was about to go with me, but I was stopped by Shan Mu, what are you going to do? I said not to collect protection money?

Shan Mu smiled and said, protection fee, protection fee, let's protect, little brother charges. Even if you have to do this kind of thing yourself, won't it cost us face?

Shan Mu kicked the door of a store next to him, and the door plaque said "A family", and the shopkeeper hurriedly came over, two masters, what are your orders.

Shan Mu said, Master, I'm hungry, bring me your family's best meal.

The shopkeeper stood there a little cramped, Shan Mu said What, are you afraid that we won't be able to pay for dinner?

I said, can you afford it?

Shan Mu said, when did we pay for dinner?

The shopkeeper said that this was not the reason for the money.

Shan Mu's face sank, that's the reason for me, master? What's the matter, your family looks down on our Sihetang?

The shopkeeper cried with a sad face, and said, Master, our family is a coffin shop, not a restaurant. It's not open yet, and the door plaque is only half painted.

Single: Uh-uh......

I said I'm so unlucky, I'll take you to eat.

Shan Mu lost face, and the words he said were like water spilled out, how could he give up easily, saying, who stipulated that the coffin shop could not stir-fry?

At this time, a voice came from outside the door, may I ask, do you sell coffins here? While speaking, a middle-aged man walked in with a shawl.

When I saw this person, I was so frightened that I sweated, and hurriedly took a few steps back, for fear that he would find out. This person is none other than a sword that shook Kyushu, and the sword god sealed thousands of miles.

Unexpectedly, he also came to the capital.

Last time in Jiangnan, I used half a sheepskin to fool him to find the secret of the Underworld, it is estimated that there is no gain, I haven't seen him for half a year, his face has changed a lot, and he hasn't even shaved the slag.

I haven't seen him for half a year, Feng Wanli seems to have changed people, and he has less of the pride of looking down on the world, and he is a little more indifferent.

Back then, the sword god was sealed for thousands of miles, and his people were like swords, and everywhere he went, he was dazzling and abnormal. Now he has become a down-and-out middle-aged man, and it is estimated that no one can say what has happened in the past six months.

Although I have changed my appearance, a master of his level, does not rely on his face, but on the recognition of the true element, so I try my best to close the acupoints, and I dare not let the internal force leak a little.

When he came in, he asked again, do you sell coffins here?

The shopkeeper was worried about the matter of Shan Mu, and when he saw the guests, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Our new coffin shop is open, and all the coffins are ten taels, this gentleman, how many do you want?"

Feng Wanli was not angry, and said softly, Buy one, can it be cheaper? The shopkeeper said that you are really here, Recently, there has been an event, buy one and get one free.

Feng Wanli didn't say much, took out a bag of broken silver from his arms, counted it, just ten taels, handed it to the store, pointed to one of the coffins, and asked for this.

Before the shopkeeper could collect the money, Shan Mu reached out and took it. The shopkeeper dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Shan Mu saw the silver that sealed thousands of miles, and it was estimated that he was interested in seeing the wealth, and shouted, wait!

After sealing thousands of miles, he saw Shan Mu, looked up at him, and waited for him to speak.

I really wanted to stop him, but I was afraid that Feng Wanli would recognize him.

On a single wooden road, a coffin is ten taels of silver, but the coffin belongs to a special industry, and a poll tax of two taels of silver is levied on each mouthful.

Feng Wanli said that I have no name on me.

I'm afraid that Shan Mu will mess around, if he messes with Feng Wanli, it will be easier for him to shoot Shan Mu to death than to shoot a mosquito to death, so I said, what money do you want from this old man, or it's a big deal to drink.

Shan Mu said that he was right to seal Wanlidao, count you lucky.

Feng Wanli ignored it, but said to me, little brother, help me carry it.

I chuckled in my heart, just one sentence, Feng Wanli recognized me, I said such a big coffin, where are you going to send it?