Nighthawk looked at Qiushui's appearance, chuckled secretly, and handed her a square scarf, but didn't give it directly, but asked her to wipe her mouth through the lonely bird.

Qiushui thought it was given to her by Lonely, took it and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, looked at the boss, and said: "By the way, boss, I see that your business is so good, but the place is small, just a few tables and chairs, why don't you find a spacious place to do business." ”

The boss smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said abruptly: "I, I'm not so greedy for money, just like the people in the street to eat." In a larger place, I can't afford it, and if I don't want to lose money, I have to increase the price. As soon as the price rises, everyone will spend more money. So, there's no need for that. I'm here to make a little money, and everyone doesn't have to spend a lot of money to get food, so why not?"

Although Qiushui sighed that the boss was really kind-hearted, he also felt a pity, "When we came here just now, we passed by a restaurant across the street, which was magnificent, if your restaurant opened there, the business would definitely be several times better than now." ”

The boss glanced at the restaurant, his smile faded, his voice was low, and he said, "Where is the good location where our little people can open a store?"

Xiao Junjue couldn't help but look at him, her eyes were cloudy, and she asked, "What's the solution?"

The boss's words were sluggish, as if there was something unspeakable.

It was the customers at the table next to them who joined the conversation, and the man in a brown robe threw the chicken leg on the table, wiped his mouth, and said, "Do you know whose family opened that drunken breeze? It was He Taishou's brother-in-law." ”

Nighthawk curled the corners of his mouth, disapproving, "I thought he was a great character? It's just a brother-in-law who is too guarded, why can he open a store there, but others can't?"

The man in brown couldn't help but glance at Nighthawk deeply, and then said, "Brother, you don't understand. He looked around, and his voice gradually lowered, "The good lot on the streets of Dafan Yizhou City, either the rich businessmen have the money to smash it, or the officials bought it to do business, and the ordinary people want the merchants in the good location and location, which is even more difficult than the difficulty of Shu Road." ”

He held the chopsticks and swallowed them on the table, the heads of the chopsticks were aligned, and he took a bite of food, "The money is earned by the officials and businessmen, the rich get richer and the poor get poorer." ”

The boss hurriedly scolded the man in brown and warned in a low voice: "Be careful of being heard cutting your tongue." ”

The man in brown disagreed, looked at the boss and said: "I'm sorry for the boss, you are not upset, obviously the drunken breeze is your family's ancestral business, but it was occupied by the brother-in-law of Taishou, his food is unpalatable to death, how many guests can there be, it is clear that he occupies the pit and does not." ”

Rong Zhao vomited in his stomach, almost vomited, glared at the man in brown, and the untouchable even had a stinky mouth.

The boss looked very helpless, shook his head, and did not answer.

Xiao Junjue glanced at the boss a few times and roughly knew what was going on.

The drunken breeze should be the ancestral business of this boss's family, and the brother-in-law of Taishou saw that his business was good, so he robbed him to do his own business. And this boss was afraid of being too powerful, so he didn't dare to fight, so he could only move his voice to this humble place.

Xiao Junjue suddenly asked: "Boss, I am also in business, passing through here, I think your Yizhou is good, and I want to open a branch here, what do you think?"

Rong Zhao didn't know why, and looked at him suspiciously.

The boss's cheeks twitched slightly, "Here?"

Xiao Junjue said: "Is the boss afraid that I will rob your business? You don't have to worry, I am in the silk business, and I can't rob your customers." ”

The boss waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, I didn't mean that." He frowned, "But I advise you, it's best not to do business in Yizhou, this, can't be done." ”

"Why is that?" asked Nighthawk.

"Checkout. Someone shouted on the other side, and the boss even said a few words and left under the pretext.

It was still the man in brown who said: "Because, if you want to do business in Yizhou, you don't have a foundation at all." ”

"Business is business, how can it still be related to the foundation?"

The man in brown was probably full, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and brought a stool to Xiao Junjue's table, "Do you know why the taxes and silver paid in Yizhou every year are among the best in the country? You see that the business of this restaurant is good, do you think that you must make a lot of money, in fact, otherwise, this is why I said just now that I am upset for the boss. ”

He straightened his clothes, glanced at the boss who was settling accounts, and said softly: "The owner of this restaurant is surnamed Zhou, Mingyin, and he was originally a junior second, and he used to run in the drunken Qingfeng restaurant I just said." In the past, drunk breeze was not called drunk breeze, it was called Piaoxiangju, oops, it was really fragrant at that time. ”

He talked a little far, and then said, "Later, because of his diligence and ability, and his good looks, he was taken by the daughter of the original owner of Piaoxiangju and became a fast son-in-law of Chenglong." The old boss has a daughter, and this mantle is naturally passed on to his son-in-law. Zhou Yin is also good, the operation of Piaoxiangju is booming, and the business is better than when the old boss was there. Until He Yingming came to this Taishou, life was not easy. first increased taxes, and later, when I saw the business of Piaoxiangju, I grabbed it. ”

The boss saw the man in brown whispering and walked over, "Xu Wu, don't talk nonsense, be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth." ”

Xu Wudao: "I'm asking people to give you a comment, and by the way, I also let them have a little bottom in their hearts, so that they can be warned." Am I wrong? That He Yingming is a bandit who robbed your shop, kicked you out, and harshly charged your taxes, saying that you can earn a few dollars a year. ”

Xiao Junjue said: "Boss, don't worry, we won't spread the word." ”

The other guests in this room are gone, Xu Wu came by himself, and Xiao Junjue is left with a table.

The boss sighed, he was busy all morning, his legs were sore, he took a stool and sat down, and said: "Piaoxiangju is the foundation handed down by my father-in-law's ancestors, and the business was originally booming, but because the business was too good, I was targeted, and I forced us to buy and sell, and drove our family out." I don't know how to do anything other than this, but fortunately, I have a little money to take this place down. Although it is small, it can still support the family. ”

Xu Wu saw that he was weak, so he said it for him, simply and neatly, "Without the signboard of Piaoxiangju, the place is simple, and the business is naturally incomparable with before." But the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and it didn't take long for the old customers to come back to them, and business was booming. On the contrary, it is drunk and breezy, and it is not as good as one day at a time. The brother-in-law who was too shou was jealous, so he colluded with his brother-in-law to keep raising taxes, and I told you, I can increase it more than a dozen times a year. And sometimes, that brother-in-law has to find a group of hooligans to make trouble and fight tit for tat everywhere, you say, where is the reason?"

The boss unconsciously pounded his legs, he was smiling, and the stubble on his mouth was bitter blue, "It's not me who raises taxes alone, and it's not a competition." ”

The night owl pursed his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "It's really bold, when to pay taxes and how much taxes to pay are clearly stipulated, how can they raise taxes at will, how can there be a king's law?

The boss looked at the night owl, and his eyes showed that the child was still too young, "The emperor is far away, and in Yizhou City, Taishou is the king's law." Besides, we don't want to cause trouble, so we didn't get cornered. ”

Maybe for most people, peace is a blessing, or maybe they are used to this kind of oppression, what can they do if they are not used to it, what is the use of officials protecting each other, where to sue them, and in the end it is not they who suffer.

Let a sleeping dog lie.

Compared with Zhou Yin's obedience, Xu Wu was an angry young man, and said indignantly: "If I want to say, I should ask all merchants in Yizhou to write a joint letter and send it to Beijing to sue him." ”

took a toothpick from the table and picked his teeth, put it in his mouth and bit it, "I don't know how the new King of Chu is?" However, the officials protect each other, and I am afraid that once they come, in order to highlight their political achievements, they will raise taxes again. ”

He glanced at Zhou Yin, "If that's the case, I think you'd better close the door as soon as possible." Or change careers, or go somewhere else. ”

Zhou Yin lowered his head, rubbed his legs with both hands, and sighed, "Then I have no choice but to accept my fate." ”

Smiled again, he was an optimistic character, "Isn't it that day yet, maybe King Chu is a good one." ”

"The world is as black as a crow, and all the officials in the world are bastards, so it doesn't matter if he is too guarded or some kind of bullshit prince. Xu Wu put one hand on Xiao Junjue's shoulder, "Brother, are you right?"

Nighthawk snapped up and said angrily, "Presumptuous! Do you know—"

"Nighthawk!" Xiao Junjue Meiyu suppressed and ordered, "Sit down!"

The nighthawk seemed to have eaten a fly, and was angry, sideways to Xu Wu. Sit down again and lay the knife on the table.

Xu Wu was stunned, he withdrew his hand and looked at Xiao Junjue, his eyes flickering.

Rong Zhao listened to Xu Wu scolding Xiao Junjue, and his delicate voice overflowed, staring at Xiao Junjue with charming eyes, and gently reminiscing, "Bullshit prince." ”

Xiao Junjue glanced at her and asked Zhou Yin, "What will happen if the merchant can't pay the tax?"

Zhou Yin's eyebrows were not extended, "Just take people, lock them in shackles, and take them to prison." If you go in, you will have to peel off a layer of skin if you don't torture you, and if you want to come out again, it will be more than paying taxes. ”

The night owl said: "No wonder Yizhou's taxes have always been too much, it turned out to be like this." ”

Xu Wu squinted, looked at Xiao Junjue and a few people, was silent, and his expression was a little more dignified.

After a moment, Fang Youyou said: "He Yingming is a cool official, and countless people are tortured to death by him in prison every year. Besides, whoever is willing to suffer this sin will pay taxes honestly and dare not default on it. ”

Xiao Junjue looked at him, he immediately raised a smile, and his solemn expression disappeared in an instant, "So, just now the boss advised you not to do business here, Yizhou, there is no backer, you want to make money by doing business, no way." What's more, you're still an outsider, so it's good to be able to make you lose all your money. ”