He originally wanted to save some face, and everyone did not hurt their anger on the surface, one handed over the authority, and he allowed them to leave with some money. Most of the gangsters have no means of making a living, and Zhao Guanhou doesn't want to kill them all, so it is also their duty to let them bring a sum of money for self-defense. But the deficit was so great that he had to investigate why the book had become so ugly.

Li Si was very calm, without a hint of fear, "Nephew, I knew you had to ask me, if it was me, now I am scolding the street." But it's useless to scold the street, now in the pot guy, this is the situation, the fourth uncle is also anxious, but in a hurry, I can't be a silver flower. Counting you in the pot guys, there are several families who take money and food, this is the money that the elders exchanged for their lives, no matter how difficult it is for us, we can't break it. The share of money collected from the buyers and sellers everywhere basically supported them. The Bunker Club is a money-losing business, and it all depends on the money of a few wealthy people in Jinmen that we can maintain this situation. Among them, the one who funded us the most was Meng Dashao of the Jiuji Meng family. Since last month, the Meng family has stopped giving money, and he has taken the lead, and several other big families have refused to pay again, and now it is equivalent to only not getting in and out. We have gathered a lot of accounts from the outside on credit, and we have exhausted all the savings in our hands just to fill the accounts. If the Meng family is still unwilling to pay, I don't think our bones will be able to sustain it. ”

The pot guys also need to have their own financial resources to maintain their livelihoods, and the pot guys in Tianjin are different from place to place, and the way to make money is also different. The distinction between water, drought, and fish and pot is obtained from these ways of making money. The small shoe shop is a dry pot guy, does not eat the wharf, and does not mint private money, the main source is the bone club.

As a charity that buries the nameless corpse, although it cannot create much benefit by itself, it can be called a good deed to the outside world. The rich people of Jinmen probably still seek fame, and in order to make a good reputation, they will also donate money as a subsidy for the Bone Bunker Society. The thugs took control of the Bone Society, and they were able to get a lot of money from the dead every year.

However, the specific amount of money contributed by the rich people is different, and it is not a rule, and it depends on their own wishes. For example, in the area of the small shoe shop, it is mainly funded by the Meng family, who is engaged in a silk village, to maintain the situation. The Meng family terminated their contributions, but the Bone Covering Society could not leave the dead bodies alone, and as a result, there was a big crisis in terms of finances and maintenance.

Li Si handed over his authority so happily, although he was afraid of Zhao Guanhou's ruthlessness and reputation for breaking his leg twice, and the maintenance crisis of the Bone Covering Society probably also accounted for a large proportion. Even if there are no outsiders, it is not easy for him to maintain this pot guy, and if someone takes over, for him, it is equivalent to withdrawing in time, and there is no opinion.

He handed over the account book, and he also had the meaning of a general, no matter how famous Zhao Guanhou was, if he couldn't bring income to cover his bones, the gangsters would eventually drive him down and wouldn't let him be in the seat. If he doesn't dare to take over this mess, then in the future, he won't want to have anything to do with this throne.

Zhao Guanhou glanced at the account book a few times, and Liu Xiong said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "What, are you worried that we will lose money from it?" You can rest assured, there is heaven and earth above, and there are gods three feet above your head. We are worshipping Guan Sheng, how dare we withhold public funds? Whoever takes a son out of the public account and does not let him die well! If you can't trust me, just leave me behind, whether it's to unload your arms or thighs, and cut it if it's good, Uncle promises not to frown. ”

Zhao Guanhou smiled coldly, "Uncle Liu, this is too far, what kind of friendship do we have, why do you use saying such cruel words." Since you said you didn't take it, you must have not taken it. This situation is indeed more difficult than mine, but because of this, I have to take over the position, the two uncles are not young, and it is time to go home to support the elderly, no matter how difficult it is in the future, there are also little nephews to bear it, ensuring that they can earn a full meal for the brothers. The two uncles only care for the elderly at home, and the little nephew guarantees that the money and food you deserve will be delivered on time, and there will be no shortage. ”

Although the two of them occupy a share in the pot guy, the proportion is not high, and the family has a large population, so they don't have a livelihood on weekdays, and they all rely on them to take money from the pot guy to feed. If you really hand over the authority and count on the money and food in the pot, it is actually difficult to make a living.

Li Si's words have been spoken, and he can't take them back, just hug his fists, "That's it, since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, the crown marquis is not old, his courage is not small, and he dares to pick up the heavy burden, so I won't mention anything." I just hope that you will bring our pot guy more and more prosperous, the fourth uncle is at home, but he is still waiting for you to feed him. ”

Inspired by the noodles, the core members and peripheral elements in the pot gang rushed back one after another, and there were more than 50 people gathered in this big village, some of whom were not even familiar with Li Si. Everyone held a small ceremony in the courtyard, even if the handover of this pot gang village was completed, from this time on, Zhao Guanhou became the leader of these splashes.

He did things very fairly, read the account book aloud, and made the entire financial situation completely transparent, so that everyone knew the situation of the gang guys. As soon as the account book was read, there was some commotion in the crowd, and some people did not recognize the account and wanted to make a fuss about Liu Xiong and Li Si to be responsible for the refund. On the contrary, Zhao Guanhou played a round for the two of them, promising that if he became the owner of the village, he would ensure that everyone had enough to eat and would not go hungry. As for the financial matters, I also have to figure it out on my own.

With this attitude, the others don't say anything, and everyone's attention is focused on the meal. Looking at the noodles in front of him, Li Si sneered, "Guanhou, the rules of Jinmen, long and short." You come here to stand up for prestige, and I won't say anything about eating noodles. But to give away, there should always be some dumplings, right? You give me noodles here, but you won't let me come back. I understand what you mean, and the fourth uncle is not a person who doesn't understand things, I have paid this foundation, that is, I have paid it, and I promise that I can't go back. But if you can't keep the foundation by yourself and are taken away by others, don't rely on the fourth uncle to make it bad. ”

At this table, only Zhao Guanhou and Li Si Liu Xiong, the new military advisor has not been assigned, and the others are not qualified to eat at this table. But their voices were not small, and the people at several tables nearby could hear it, and seeing that Li Si was dissatisfied with the food, some people put down their bowls and looked at this side, wondering if they would fight later.

Zhao Guanhou was eating noodles in a big gulp, and he didn't seem to hear the resentment in Li Si's words, "Fourth uncle, don't stop, eat noodles and eat more." I know your situation, when you were the owner of the village in the past, you had plenty of money in your hands, and you may not pay attention to this noodle. But now in this situation, the fourth uncle is a good man, so it is naturally not good to take money for himself to eat and drink, and he has no savings in his hands. With just one piece of food per month, even if you eat a nest, you can't manage to be full, and it will be difficult to eat noodles. Fourth uncle, don't worry, when it comes to the New Year's holidays, if you want to eat noodles, I will take care of you. ”

He said to the others: "Old and young masters, the fourth uncle swore to the sky when he gave the account, and he would not take a single one of the pot guys. So in the future, everyone should take care of Uncle Dian's house to see if they can't eat or drink. If there is a time when you can't eat or drink, remember to come and tell me, I will definitely send food to the past, and you can't let people go hungry. ”

All the gangsters are human spirits, of course, they can hear it, this is actually the opposite, and they want to supervise the Li Sijia to see if they have stolen the money from the gangsters. If he dares to eat and drink, or shows any other flaws, the pot will not spare him.

Li Si was choked by a junior, he didn't say anything for a long time, and the noodles had no taste, so he pushed the bowl, said that he was full, got up and left. There is no concern about being a gangster, and there is nothing in the village, so you can leave the table and take all your belongings with you.

Liu Xiong also pushed the bowl, and the two came to the door, looked back, but saw that Zhao Guanhou had brought a few gangsters to send them, and there was no respect, it was not so much a send-off, but a deportation.

When he got out of the alley, Li Si spat on the ground, "What's the matter!" originally thought that he could catch a rich man, so he didn't have to be afraid of him, but he didn't expect that the editor-in-chief of the dignified Congregational Newspaper would also buy his account, which is reasonable. If I wasn't afraid of him, I would have eaten too much and give him the position of the owner of the village, whether it was good or not for a year, it would also be a hundred and eight income, and even your brother would have suffered with me. ”

Liu Xiong shook his head and smiled, "Fourth brother, what are you talking about, we brothers don't distinguish each other, why bother talking far away." He is willing to be the owner of the village, so let him be, and his current position is not a good thing. As far as Young Master Meng is concerned, even if those old gangsters are alive at the beginning, it is not easy to do, can he do it? I don't believe it, if he can't do it, we can go back sooner or later. If he did it, we wouldn't be ashamed to be planted in the hands of such a person. Don't think about that, let's go, let's take a bath, wait until we're done with the bath, and then go to have a bath, and then talk about it later. ”

sent away the previous leader, and the gangsters in the pot gang all gathered around Zhao Guanhou, either pulling relationships, or setting up closeness, each more enthusiastic than the other, and each more friendly than the other. The actual meaning is to think about the position of the military advisor.

Zhao Guanhou was not in a hurry to appoint people, but went back to the house and got a pen and paper, made some simple accounts, and let these gangsters calculate.

In addition to being responsible for giving advice to the owner of the village, the most important thing is to be in charge of money and food, illiteracy is more common in the gangsters, and there are very few people who can settle accounts. Rather, it was an inconspicuous young man who raised his hand.

He was born thin, in the group of gangsters, he is not very conspicuous, and he is relatively honest, and he shrunk his neck after speaking, as if he was afraid of causing dissatisfaction with anyone. This kind of person is destined to be angry in the pot, and before anyone can say anything, someone starts whistling and coaxing him.

Zhao Guanhou called this person over, looked at it carefully, and the young man hurriedly said: "My name is Hou Xing, and I have been an apprentice in a pawnshop, but unfortunately the pawnshop collapsed, and I had no food, so I had to learn to go shopping." ”

Someone shouted loudly, "He can't do it, this is not from our small shoe shop, he is here to eat and drink, let him eat some noodles and it's over, how can he be our military advisor?" ”

Zhao Guanhou didn't pay attention to it, but handed the pen over, "Hou Xing, right?" Okay, you can calculate these questions, if the calculation is correct, I will give priority to you for the position of this military advisor. He glanced around at the others again, these people are not fuel-efficient lamps, making trouble, all of them are specialty, even if Li Si is in Japan, they can't suppress them.

But when he was swept away by Zhao Guanhou today, he felt that his gaze was cold, and it was surprisingly scary, and all the splashes seemed to have been hit by the killing rod of the yamen, lowered their heads, and did not dare to make a sound again.

"Old and young masters, the rules of our pot guys have always been what the owner of the village says, what, what, I can't even appoint a military advisor. If anyone thinks that I'm not qualified as the owner of the village, I should say it now. ”

He pointed to his leg, "If anyone can break his leg like me, I will hand over the seal immediately, do any of you want to take this position?" ”