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Fengmeng Town is not as lively as before, those large and small salt dealers are invisible, the only people who come here to deliver salt are only three groups of people, one is the salt pole headed by Li Meng, the second is the salt Ding who is responsible for this area, and the third is the Lingshan Salt Farm's own people.

The people and salters of the Lingshan Salt Farm are the background of the official, Li Meng's attitude towards them is that you don't offend me, I ignore you, anyway, the salt they send is far behind Li Meng's salt goods in terms of quantity and quality, and the salters hate Li Meng's salt pole with itchy teeth, but at present, the manpower can't be gathered and can't be beaten at all, so they can only swallow their anger.

As soon as the team of salt poles walked out of the path, Hou Shan was waiting there early, but he didn't expect Li Meng to come, Hou Shan was stunned, but immediately nodded and trotted to say hello, and then said in a low voice:

"Why did Uncle Li come here today, there are no other salt sellers in Fengmeng Town recently, if there is, the news will definitely be sent to you as soon as possible."

The previous crackdown on salt dealers, large and small, was brought by Hou Shan, and the news of each family was known by Hou Shan, and Hou Shan told Li Meng in detail, which allowed Li Meng to mobilize his strength and calmly break the salt sellers and monopolize the market.

Li Meng casually took out five taels of silver, handed it to Hou Shan, and said with a smile:

"I came here today but there are some other things, you go and ask me to ask the shopkeeper of the Wang family and the Kong family to go to the tavern in the east of the town, saying that they will have a few drinks together at noon, and there is another thing, do you know who opened the gambling house in this town, take me over to have a look."

Hou Shan took the silver with a smile, thinking in his heart, the risk of doing things for this uncle is greater, but the benefits are also abundant, and it is simple to invite the two shopkeepers, now Hou Shan is also a person with a face, even if he is a person under Li Meng, the other party will definitely give face, this gambling house, Hou Shan patted his head, and said with a smile:

"Uncle Li didn't mean to say that the dice shop in the east of the town ......"

Zhang Mazi turned out to be a butcher who killed pigs in Fengmeng Town, he had the strength to do it, and the people were vicious, and ordinary people did not dare to provoke him, six years ago, when this place first began to sell smuggled salt, outsiders, the restless people in this town began to increase, this Zhang Mazi heart is alive, knowing that there is no way to sell salt, it is better to do something else.

So he dragged a few of his acquaintances with wine and meat, opened a dice shop, and collected money, but he didn't expect that this business was really for him to do.

Selling illicit salt, most of the foot traders are helpless bachelors, with money in their hands is nothing more than eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, rarely have other ideas, this dice is spreading, business is really in full swing, salt, illegal salt dealers, salt merchants' guys, and the men of the nearby health centers all like to come to play two.

This Zhang Mazi himself is a murderer, and now there are four or five idlers raising him, but no one dares to provoke him, and he can be regarded as a small tyrant.

The moon night is long and the day is short, the sun is not high when this pockmark goes out at the good house, although the weather is cold, but this pockmark is still open chest, revealing the chest full of chest hair, as if he is showing off his ferocity, he is thinking about whether to go to the dice shop to see, or drink some hot wine first, only a few steps out of the door, was stopped by someone.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who stopped him was also tall, Zhang Mazi would have opened his mouth to scold his mother, the man was wearing a half-worn but neat short shirt, he looked like a guy there, his whole body was cleaned up, with a gentle smile on his face, and he said:

"This is Brother Zhang, can you take a step to speak?"

Seeing that the other party was polite, Zhang Mazi suddenly lost his temper and said in a rough voice:

"What's the matter, don't stand in the way, you still have to eat and drink?"

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I heard that your shop is closed and I owe you three hundred taels of silver."

Hearing this, Zhang Mazi suddenly became alert, glared at the other party and said:

"What the hell are you doing?"

"The little dice shop, the win or loss is not more than three hundred taels, Ma Gang is a real child, the young man's father and mother don't know what to worry about, Brother Zhang is kind, just let him go, how much silver did he lose, thirty taels or fifty taels, I will give it to you, the young man's father and mother are in a hurry, so old......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Butcher suddenly became furious, stepped forward and grabbed the man's placket, and scolded angrily:

"What are you, you also came to talk to your master like this, Ma Gang's kid owes three hundred taels of money, and it is natural to repay the debt, whether his father and mother are dead or alive, what is the matter with Guan Ye."

The man pushed away the butcher's hand, still with a smile on his face, and said gently:

"My name is Li Meng, since Brother Zhang doesn't want to, forget it, but if you change your mind, I'm in the tavern on the east side today, you can go over and find me."

After finishing speaking, Li Meng turned his head and left, and the butcher felt that something was wrong, but he still jumped there and scolded:

"You don't want to ask who Grandpa Zhang is, you can tolerate talking like this in Fengmeng Town, killing a thousand knives......"

This shout is so loud that it can be heard outside three streets, speaking of which, the fact that Li Meng is the leader of the salt pole is really not widely spread, because Li Meng has not been to Fengmeng Town a few times, but there is a very interesting thing, if someone says "Li Erlang", the popularity is much higher.

Fengmeng Town, a town that has only become a little more prosperous because some foreign salt merchants collect salt, naturally does not have any good taverns, the so-called tavern is just a flexible household, who has built a shed in his yard to sell some spirits and salted fish.

Naturally, if you have money in your hands, you will hire cooks to cook, that is, some salt dices and small salt sellers come here for recreation, but for Li Meng, this place is a place for socializing, and it is a public place, this is the place to talk and discuss things, which is also one of the habits that Li Meng has developed in modern times.

This tavern is really simple, there is not even a pretense and signboard at the door, it is purely to receive regular customers, such a shop still has a name in modern times, called "private dishes", that is, the price is so expensive that the taste of the food may not be delicious.

It's already the lunar month, the weather is cold, and the owner of the shop has put the tables and chairs into the room inside, not to mention that at this time, people from other places are rushing home for the New Year, and the business in the store has also faded.

When Li Meng walked into the store, a smell of wine and fishiness came to his face, and more than a dozen sun-dried salted fish on the counter were hanging there directly, although the smell was not good, but it was not unbearable.