Mother Jiang immediately shut up, now the house they live in and the gold jewelry she wears are all given by Jiang Yueming, so they can't mess with this ancestor!

Jiang Yueming explained: "When the two younger brothers come back at noon, let them call me, I have something to ask them." ”

Mother Jiang hurriedly responded.

At noon, Jiang Yuebo called Jiang Yueming, and his tone was very impatient: "Sister, what do you want to do with us?" I'm telling you, we're not going to help you deal with that dead girl, we've had enough of the last time! ”

Jiang Yueming said dissatisfiedly: "If you want to help do something, you are unwilling, but every time you ask me for money, you will talk sweetly, and you will not give you money next time!" ”

Jiang Yuebo hurriedly lowered his head: "Sister, sister!" Don't be angry, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that we really can't afford to mess with that slut, let us go. ”

Jiang Yueming's face softened at this time: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to deal with that slut, don't be scared!" I just wanted to ask her if someone is still covering her now? ”

"I don't know, but I can help you inquire and I'll let you know when you get back in the evening." As long as he doesn't let him clean up Xiaoru that slut, it's easy to say anything.

After the two Jiang Yuebo brothers finished lunch, they went out to inquire around, and when Jiang Yueming came back, they told her that Xiao Ru was indeed covering her when she was setting up a stall at the station.

Jiang Yueming suddenly realized, no wonder the three hawkers didn't dare to move, as small as a hair.

Since you can't incite those small vendors to drive away Xiao Ru, then find another way.

The next day, the Xiaoru sisters were doing a good job, and suddenly a few market administrators came, and they used loudspeakers to impatiently tell Xiaoru a few small vendors to get out of the stall quickly, otherwise their things would be confiscated.

The bean skin uncle glanced at Xiao Ru, and Xiao Ru learned that they cleaned up the stall and left temporarily, but they didn't go far.

The market administrators seemed to be just going through the motions, and if they were gone, they were gone.

The market administrator walked on the front foot, and the three of them began to set up stalls again.

Xiaoru took her sister and younger brother to bring things over and set up a stall again.

Xiao Ruo has been living in the ravine before, has not seen much of the world, just now by the market manager with a loudspeaker roar, frightened heart almost broken, now the stall is always a little uneasy, asked Xiao Ru: "Those people will not come back again, right?" ”

I don't know about this Xiaoru, but the chengguan in her previous life often killed those small vendors when they drove them back, and she saw a lot.

The uncle who was closest to them heard Xiao Ruo's words and spoke: "Don't worry, those market administrators are just putting on a show, these people and the bosses in this area all know each other, and they all have friendships, they know that we paid the booth fee, and they won't really drive us away."

As long as we cooperate with him a little bit, we will leave when he tells us to go, and we will return when they are gone, so as not to make their work difficult. ”

Xiao Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to speak, when she saw that the market administrators who had left had come back and went straight to her sisters' stall.

One of the market administrators said fiercely to the two sisters: "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to set up a stall here, why did you come back again?" Are you waiting for us to receive your things? ”

Since she has dealings with people on the road, Xiao Ru knows that these market managers can be bought, and she is about to give them two yuan to buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke, and let them let her sell all the ingredients today, and then call Yang Guoqiang when she comes back, and ask him to settle these market administrators.

Uncle Doupi next to him came over and whispered a few words to the market administrators: "They also paid protection fees." ”

The market administrators looked up and down a few times suspiciously.

There are rules on the road, although the protection fee is charged, but in order to charge a few more protection fees, each station will be allowed to set up stalls at will, but to control the number of stalls, so that those small vendors who set up stalls can make money and support their families.

If people can't afford to support their families, where will they get the money to pay for protection?

The people in the road will not do the matter of killing chickens and taking eggs, and they also have their human touch.

So those market administrators know that there are only three stalls selling snacks at this station, and now there are more stalls as small as sisters, and they have also paid protection fees, which shows that there is a little backer on the road, otherwise they will not forcibly join this station to sell breakfast.

"That's right." Those marketmen have a strong desire to survive, turn quickly, and are not afraid of flashing their waists, "Then you continue to set up stalls." And then he left.

In those days, there were not many cars, and bicycles were generally used to commute to work, so the problem of road occupation was not prominent in those days, and there were not many people who reported it, and citizens were used to shopping on the street while walking.

Market administrators drive away vendors only because itinerant vendors don't pay taxes.

At that time, although the higher authorities demanded the eviction of small vendors, they were not as strict as in later generations, as long as they could bribe the market administrator.

In order to collect protection money, the road is in cahoots with these market administrators.

Those market administrators get benefits from the hands of the people on the road, if they take people's money and don't eliminate disasters for people, they still embarrass those stalls who have paid protection fees, and the people on the road will not let them go, so those market administrators made a sharp turn when they learned that Xiao Ru also paid protection fees.

Xiao Ruo saw that the market administrators were really gone this time, so she was relieved, and the sisters said thank you to the bean skin uncle.

Uncle Doupi hurriedly waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing, since we are setting up stalls together, of course we should take care of each other." ”

Jiang Yueming had been hiding behind a tree in the flower bed and peeking, and when he saw that the market administrator had come for the second time, he was specifically targeting the Xiaoru sisters, and he was so happy that he almost screamed.

It was she who made an anonymous call to the health department, saying that the stall selling glutinous rice buns and fritters at the bus stop on Dazhi Road was unhygienic and had diarrhea after eating, and that one person played several roles and made a call. That's when the health department got their attention, and the market manager was sent to drive away the vendors at the bus stop.

At that time, the bureaucratic style was serious, and it was not easy to complain about mobile stalls, no matter whether these mobile stalls had a backstage or not, whether it was the health department or the industrial and commercial department, they were not even willing to answer the calls of the masses, and they had to be exhausted when they answered.

Consumers were completely vulnerable in that era, which is why Jiang Yueming had to play several roles to complain, and only when the situation was serious could the health department take care of it.