Charity Trading Company, Hu Lin is busy sorting out the accounts, and the goods of the three thousand silver coins a few days ago have also completed the turnover, and he has made a small profit, which is far worse than glass, but this is done by himself after all, compared the profits, and pondered that he is afraid that this charity trading company will really have to be glass-based in the future. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some fine pieces of glass had just arrived on the ship, and someone had been escorted to the capital, hoping to sell some there.

In addition, the workshop production has also entered the formalization, and everything seems to be thriving.

This good mood was finally destroyed by the employees of the various glass workshops in Mincheng, perhaps by coincidence or premeditated, in short, not just one family, but the employees of the entire glass workshop in Mincheng came.

There were a lot of people watching the excitement next to him, Hu Lin was shocked and hurriedly called a guy.

"Go to the officer! Fast! ”

The guy was also smart, and hurriedly ran away from the alley, Hu Lin looked at the crowd in the distance who were coming angrily towards this side, and blew the whistle helplessly.

The hired workers of the trading company put down their work, received sticks and long poles, and brought a red cloth with them, and gathered in front of the trading company, where several people maintained order.

Dozens of people stood in two rows, and there was a bit of momentum in the army, although it was crooked, it was still neater than the angry crowd that was walking towards Shi Shiran on the opposite side.

They are employees of trading companies, and many of them have been working in trading companies for a long time, from the beginning. Although the salary is not high, the trading company has a well-established system, and it is said that there is a more or less dividend every year, and there is a symbolic three-month allowance after dismissal, which is clearly written in the trading company's system, and the employees believe it.

Some have heard Jian Chen or Hu Lin tell stories, some have just done it for the job, and still others have fed themselves to make ends meet, in the words of their parents.

Among these hired men were many spearmen who had retired from the army, and there was no mercenary trade here, so they were useless after retiring, so they had to work everywhere.

Although they were not wearing plate armor and were not holding spears but wooden sticks, their habit of being under the sticks in the army still allowed them to stand in a row smoothly.

Hu Lin walked to the front, and a lot of people had gathered nearby, pointing at this side and discussing in a whisper.

The employees of the glass workshops on the opposite side walked up to the front of the trading house and shouted and cursed.

"Smash this harmful trading company!"

"That's right! We're going to eat! ”

"Let Chen Jian from your trading company come out!"

In the midst of the scolding, several people in the crowd looked at the employees of the trading company standing in front of the trading company with red cloth on their arms, and vaguely felt that something was not right.

Hu Lin stood at the front, not annoyed, and asked with a smile: "Everyone, why did our charity trading company provoke you?" Although we donate a small amount of money, how can we say that we have done some good deeds, so why do we harm others? ”

"I think everyone knows me, so let's talk about it."

One of the crowd shouted, "You did good deeds and didn't do it to us, and you didn't give us any money, but you made it impossible for us to live!" ”

"That's right! Dog thing, hypocrite! ”

Hu Lin stood tall on a tethered horse stone and shouted, "Everyone, how can you be left with nothing to do?" Chen Jian of our trading company said that everything ......"

As soon as he said this, a stone flew out of the crowd and smashed heavily on Hu Lin's forehead.

"Don't listen to his! Let's rush in and smash this harmful trading company! ”

"If we don't smash it, we will have nothing to do, what is the monthly salary of the glass workshop? Do you want to be a farmer? ”

"Smash!"

Several people rushed out first, rushing towards the hired workers of the trading house who were fighting in a row, and the people behind were all rushed in by these people.

Hu Lin's eyes were dark, blood flowed down from the corners of his forehead, covering his eyes, and the salty taste was at the corners of his mouth.

The person who shot hit him very accurately, and it hit his forehead, and I think ordinary people don't have such an accurate head.

Hu Lin didn't think so much at this time, the two guys carried him down, and the crowd on the opposite side had already clashed with the people on the trading company's side, but the people from the trading company fought in a row, and the people on the opposite side were in chaos, and only the front row came into contact with each other, just like a flood wanted to break through the embankment, but it couldn't break through.

"Has the messenger returned?"

"Nope."

Hu Lin covered his wounds and stood up desperately. Although Jian Chen had already told him that something like this might happen, he didn't expect it to happen. At that time, when Jian Chen told him, he thought that doing it was only the last possibility, and it was right to prepare early, but he still ideally believed that his words could calm these people down.

However, he didn't expect that some people on the other side didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and he was knocked down as soon as he opened his mouth, and then the crowd was in chaos, which made it even more impossible to speak.

He understood that it was now a crisis, and although he had brought back the sulfuric acid from Jian Chen and the idea of preparing for a fight, in his heart he still tended to solve these things by talking.

Now, with the organizational strength of the employees on the trading company's side, he can still maintain his sanity there for a dozen breaths at most, which is the result of his bitter words for a long time.

Once he really wants to make a move, the people on the trading company's side will definitely ignore it, and both sides will be hurt at that time, which is something he doesn't want to see.

In the midst of the huge chaos, Hu Lin shouted loudly: "Everyone! Listen to me! ”

But the shouting on the other side completely suppressed his voice, and there was no room for him to speak, at this time, the guy who went to report the news came back, Hu Lin grabbed it and asked, "How is it?" ”

"No! Today the sheriff said they were out of town, and they are reporting it......"

"Out of town?"

After a few words, someone from the trading company shouted: "Mr. Zhu Qian! Do it with them! ”

"yes, you can't go on like this!"

Rumble......

Several canisters flew to the doors and windows of the trading house, smashing the newly replaced glass and smashing it, and a faint smell of tung oil splashed everywhere.

A person on the other side picked up a red brick and slapped it on the head of an employee of a trading company, knocking him to the ground.

This slap made the trading company unable to hold on any longer, and the last trace of reason and the organizational power that was too short for time completely collapsed.

I don't know who scolded first, and then moved, the people in the first row took wooden sticks and smashed them hard at the bodies of those who rushed over, and the end of the long poles in the back row flattened the long poles, or the hired workers who had overlined the ranks in the army shouted, and dozens of long poles poked out flatly.

In front of the house, an outlaw familiar to Jian Chen smiled at the tung oil in front of the window, and when everyone was not paying attention, he drew a strange little wooden stick and threw it on the tung oil with his body, and no one noticed.

The tung oil quickly burned, and the man shouted at the employees of the trading company, "They set it on fire!" This is going to burn our trading company so that we don't have anything to eat! ”

"Let's do it with them!"

"It's all over! Our ledger is still in there! And so much glass! ”

"Set it on fire!"

"If you don't let us live well, then they don't want to live well!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and a person from the trading company picked up a sour jar mixed with water and threw it towards the crowd opposite, and several people on the opposite side screamed and covered their eyes.

Hu Lin knew that the scene was completely out of control, just like what Chen Jian told him not long ago, once there were more people, he couldn't control the scene at all, and it was at this moment that he understood what the so-called pickets were for.

At this time, no matter how unbearable you are, you have to bear it, you can only win and control the scene, otherwise you are afraid that you will die.

Through the blood in front of him, he saw that the hired staff of the trading company had poked down several people with long poles, and a hired employee of the trading company with a wooden stick smashed a glass workshop worker lying on the ground, and the person bent his body like a shrimp, screaming there, together with the muffled sound of the wooden stick on his body, made Hu Lin feel that he could hear clearly.

A young man may have tripped over him and two people stepped on him, and he tried to get up, but one of them stepped on his hand. The moment he arched his waist and tried to stand up, he was knocked to the ground by a stick.

The unorganized employees of the glass workshop were now completely at a disadvantage, and after the first row was scattered, they became a stampede of their own escape, and the employees of the trading house chased after them with sticks, knocking down one person after another who had nothing to do with them.

There were cries and screams everywhere in front of the door, and the crackling of the flames of the trading company behind him and the smoke from the wooden frame made it like hell.

Some of the leaders of the glass workshop escaped, some of them hid behind and shouted, but a few of them rushed too far ahead, and they didn't expect that these people on the trading company's side seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and they couldn't rush away at all.

…………

By the time it was over, the ground was littered with wounded, a dozen people with broken hands, feet, or ribs, lying screaming or crawling in the distance.

The eyes of the nine people were splashed with acid, red and swollen, and they covered their eyes and didn't know that the rest of their lives were going to be completely over.

More than 20 people were surrounded there, squatting on the ground and not daring to move, seven or eight were injured on the trading company's side, and Hu Lin was still bleeding on his forehead, and the scene was chaotic.

The entire trading company was burned down, but there was nothing inside, and the people of the trading company were busy extinguishing the fire to prevent it from reaching someone's house, and the people next to it also gathered around to help put out the fire.

Hu Lin kept apologizing to his neighbors, only saying that if he burned something, the trading company would compensate him. While shouting to the people of the trading company to be careful not to let people in again and cause death.

On the trading company's side, two people stared at a man lying on the ground.

"Do you see clearly?"

"See clearly, the fourth brother asked us not to fight, just staring at who made it bad from a distance, we used to do this work before, it was very cooked, and it looked good, it was Mr. Zhuqian who threw tung oil and smashed it with a stone."

"Dragged away, beaten, must let him speak out and someone instructed. They're not making trouble? Let's make trouble! ”