Li Siye suddenly turned his head and stared at him a few times, until Gao Shi's face turned red, and he hurriedly crossed his hands and asked, "President, did I say something wrong?"

"You are a scholar, you don't want to take the fame test, you want to learn to be a cool skin with me? Isn't that a bad job? ”

Gao Shi raised his head and said: "No matter what I do, it does not prevent me from studying and gaining fame, people always have to fill their stomachs before they can consider the future." Besides, I joined the association, not only because I ate, but also because I was interested in you, the president. ”

"Because of me?" Li Siye looked back in surprise, if it weren't for the name Gao Shi because he called him, he would have pinched his neck and asked if it was an undercover agent sent by the Bear Fire Gang.

"Yes," Gao Shi said solemnly, "I have been in the West Market for a long time, and I am very interested in the customs and customs of various places and all kinds of characters."

He pointed to the vendors outside the door and said, "Li Langjun has only been in the market for a few days, and he has been able to gather such a group of figures, which makes Gao Shi very admired."

Li Siye didn't know what to say, he was a little modest, a little proud, so he had to kneel on the floor with an expressionless face.

"What I admire the most is the way you manage and restrain the congregation, list tasks, distribute them with contribution points, and use cool dishes as bait to make everyone disagree with each other. Gao Shi admired it to the extreme. ”

Li Siye laughed, reading people are trouble, and they can say a word about everything. He deliberately waved his hand and said: "I'm just a rough person, where do I understand any reason, but I just do it when I think of it."

"If you think of it, you will do it, let me ask Li Langjun again, your method is flawed, if these people work together and concentrate the contribution points of the tasks you issue into one person, they will soon be able to make up 10,000. Wouldn't it be useless for them to learn the art of cooling the skin in your hands and then teach it to the others?"

Li Siye snorted and asked him with a smile: "If you were them, would you be willing to pass on the skills you learned to others?"

"Gao is willing."

"Do they want to?"

Gao Shi was speechless.

Li Siye lay on the floor leisurely, supported his head with his hands and said: "This craft, one person mastering it is a solitary business, people are very selfish, and they taught the apprentice to starve to death to the master."

"Then why are you willing to teach?"

Now it was Li Siye's turn to be speechless, he thought about it for a long time before he asked Gao Shi: "Do you know how to make poems?"

Gao Shi smiled and said: "In Datang, every reader can make poems, but it is only better than the merits."

Li Siye can be sure that this impoverished scholar is not poor in spirit, and Gao Shi is Gao Shi.

"My ambition is not actually here, using side dishes as bait to win over the crowd is just an expedient measure."

"I knew it." Gao Shi sat down cross-legged, patted his knees and said: "Brother Guan has a great figure and a lofty spirit, he must not be a small person, and he has the same ambition as a foolish brother."

"Really?" Li Siye was in a good mood, and subconsciously raised his hand to stroke the hair on his forehead, only to find that the hair was wrapped in the head, so he put down his hand and shouted outside: "Call me in Michagan, Jiang Tongbao and Sha Li."

I saw someone shouting at the door, so I ran to find someone. After waiting for a while, the three 'veterans' of the West Market Food Association rushed in.

Li Siye beckoned them to sit down, stretched out his hand and said with a big grin: "Michagan, don't you want to be the vice president, then give you a vice president, all three of you will be the vice president, and the high level is appropriate." Michagan, leave it to you to protect me, and these people give you a shout every day. Grains of sand, you are temporarily responsible for running errands and passing the word. Jiang Tongbao, you are responsible for the intelligence details of the Bear Fire Gang, they report to you, you report to me, and the contribution points are also distributed by you. ”

"Alright, you three can go back to business." Li Siye sent the two away in a few sentences, poked his head out again, and said to the thirteen people standing guard outside the door: "Don't delay earning money, don't I have all the belongings here?" Take turns to get good at baking cakes, and you will share the money you earn from selling bread to buy wine and drink. ”

The hawkers had already had itchy hands, and after getting permission, they all crossed their hands: "President Xie!"

The people began to light a fire and busily move the tweezers out of the house, and they were very busy with the noodles and the onions.

More than 10 men lined up outside the door of Li Ji's scallion cake shop, one person baked cakes and the rest watched the field, the shopkeeper commanded in the house, and there were clerks around him to spread out the account book to keep accounts, as if they had done a lot of business. Throughout the ages, the street vendors have had this momentum, and it is estimated that only the Jiang Menshen of the Happy Forest and the town of Guanxi in the butcher shop can be compared.

There were people passing by on the streets of Xishi who did not know the truth, and when they saw this scene, they were surprised and laughed shamefully: "This small business is more than the number of people in our silk village, if you don't lose money by doing this, I will have his surname."

Michagan went and returned, and led a man to stand at the door. When the vendors who were making the cakes saw the newcomer, they hurriedly stopped what they were doing and blocked the board with linen cloth, for fear that others would see the doorway.

Li Siye beckoned to him and asked, "Why are you back again?"

Michagan wiped the hem of his robe with his oily hands, and said with a smile: "I have an acquaintance who also wants to join our gang, no, it's an association, he not only wants to learn to make cakes, but also wants to earn contribution points to make cool skin in the future, you see?"

"Yes, if you want to join the club in the future, you must follow this rule, and you must be recommended and guaranteed by your own people. Come and register your name, pay a franchise fee of 400 yuan, and go to the door to learn how to make cakes with them. ”

……

Feng Dalun finished his errand in the Ministry of Engineering, and deliberately squeezed out time to lead Scarface, Horse Face and other villains towards Xishi.

As soon as they walked into the street where Li Siye's shop was located, they were greeted with a vigilant gaze with bad intentions.

The first shop at the entrance of the street is selling cakes, the business of green onion cakes with Hu cakes is booming, the shopkeeper welcomes customers with a smile, and when he sees Scarface, his face changes suddenly, and he quietly takes out a kitchen knife from under the board, pretending to shout casually: "Cakes, mille-feuille green onion cakes, Hu cakes."

Feng Dalun was not afraid, sneered and turned his head to ask Scarface: "This is that Li Siye?"

Scarface shook his head: "No, the Li family's store still has to move forward."

The young man carrying the basket bypassed Feng Dalun, hurriedly ran to Li Ji's scallion cake shop to report the news, and shouted when he stepped into the door: "Li Langjun, the people of the Xionghuo Gang are here again!"

The men guarding the door picked up sticks and other murder weapons from under their feet, stood outside the door and asked, "President, you order, we will do him!"

Li Siye frowned, thought for a moment, and waved his hand: "Don't act rashly, continue to monitor."

Xiong Huo helped everyone to go shopping in a leisurely manner, and Feng Dalun finally realized that there were more than a dozen men who had just passed by him, all of them showing hostility, and stretched out their hands to their waists as if they were touching weapons.

There were also a few people who had already walked back and forth by him five or six times, and there were signs that these people were inferior in acting and were not good at hiding their hostility, but this made him more frightened.

Have the people on this street in the West Market become Li Siye's accomplices and thugs? How did he do it? He really wanted to call Luo Xingchang at this moment and ask, who is this Li Siye?

Ma Mian suddenly stopped, trembling and pointed to Li Ji's scallion cake shop and said, "Boss Feng, when you arrive, this is the shop."

Feng Dalun turned his head to look and saw a small shop with dilapidated doors and windows less than three zhang wide, which was no different from other shops on the street. The only difference is that there are more than a dozen big men standing on both sides of the store, all of them with fierce expressions, and they are looking at him without scruples.