Feng Ping's heart tightened, and he looked at Zhang Mazi in front of him who did not have pockmarks on his face suspiciously.

The other man grabbed his arm and entered the empty, musty-smelling shop.

Zhang Mazi put the big pipe on the ground, took the initiative to take the door panel from the corner of the wall and installed it, and the originally dim room was completely dark.

"Zhang... Brother Zhang, what kind of business is it? Can I do that too? Feng Ping let himself look a little nervous.

"Why can't you do it? I said I could do it! Zhang Mazi's face pulled and deliberately lowered his voice, "Caishikou, have you heard of Zhao's firm?" ”

Feng Ping thought for a while.

"The cloth seller?"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it, you must know that Zhao Laosan is also a well-known figure in Shuntian Mansion. The more Zhang Mazi spoke, the more energetic he became.

"You mean, we're in the cloth business?"

Of course, Feng Ping knows that it is not that simple, if he is really doing this business, then why close the door, why be mysterious?

"Do you know why the Zhao family can speak in the mansion?"

"Please also ask Brother Zhang to solve your doubts."

Zhang Mazi picked up the big smoking gun from the ground, and flicked the pipe at the front with the fingers of his right hand, "This!" Gotta be this! ”

Feng Ping understood, it turned out that Zhao's firm was selling cloth on the surface, but it was engaged in tobacco in private.

This kind of thing can't be on the table in Shuntianfu, but relying on countless smokers like Zhang Mazi, it has supported a huge trading network!

I don't know where Zhang Mazi got the line, and he actually pulled out the Zhao family along the vine!

"Brother Zhang, but what does this have to do with the Immortal Family?" Feng Ping really didn't understand the connection between the two.

Zhang Mazi put the cigarette holder in his mouth, took a beautiful puff, and spit out three smoke rings in a row, then the old god said on the ground: "Why doesn't it matter!" Do you know where Zhao's supply comes from? ”

"Immortal cultivator?"

"Clever!"

"But ......"

"I'll just ask you if you want to do it!" Zhang Mazi didn't give Feng Pingke a chance, "You kid wants to be poor for a lifetime, and you can't even afford to marry a girl when you get old, so you still have to fight with my brother and me to get this business!" ”

This is not as simple as the other party said!

Feng Ping can reasonably speculate that Zhang Mazi's goal is very clear, that is, to half-fool and half-threaten to pull people on the ship and use him as cannon fodder!

If you agree to this, you will definitely die!

"Brother Zhang, what do you need me to do, just say it, I'm stupid."

Zhang Mazi smiled, "I really didn't see the wrong person, I have already paved the road, and now there is a lack of shops." ”

"Don't need me to risk it?" Feng Ping was a little surprised.

"You charcoal-burning hairy boy, what can you do? Let you go, I'm afraid I'll ruin my plan! ”

Zhang Mazi also felt that it was, and someone would send a pillow when he was sleepy.

Yesterday, I was still planning how to sell it after I got the goods, after all, this thing can't be on the table, and it is too conspicuous when people come and go at home.

Sooner or later, you'll be targeted.

Originally, he was still summing up, or a few brothers would make up and fight for a shop, but he never thought that this kid would be delivered to the door in just one day!

"Then I need ......"

"Two days after tomorrow, you go and get some goods, whatever you sell. The night after tomorrow, as soon as the hour is over, someone will come to the door to deliver something, and hide it for me when the time comes. ”

Zhang Mazi stepped forward, hugged Feng Ping's shoulders, and whispered in his ear.

"It's really not dangerous?"

"Don't you kid have a crotch in it?!"

"That's... I can earn..."

"Lao Tzu hasn't seen the payment yet, so you mentioned this stubble? When your brother Zhang takes the silver, you can't miss the benefits! ”

Zhang Mazi took his hand away from Feng Ping's shoulder, this action was obviously alienating the other party.

Isn't that clear?

Use the closed shop to sell their goods, and in the end, you can't get a penny of benefits, and you will also be at risk of losing your head!

"Okay."

"Brother Zhang, I really didn't see the wrong person!"

Zhang Mazi smiled like a can, turned around and took the door panel, walked out, and didn't forget to greet him, "Don't forget to buy!" ”

"Yes, yes."

After the other party left, Feng Ping fastened the door panel.

He stood alone in the dark, thinking about his next steps.

Maybe from the moment he decided to settle on Guang Street, all this has become a doomed mistake, and it will be a matter of time before he is targeted by Zhang Mazi, the head snake of the land!

"Made! Can't feed the wolf dogs! Feng Ping spat viciously.

Since the other party dares to be the first year of junior high school, he dares to be fifteen!

Zhang Mazi wants to use him and trap him, so don't blame him for fighting back!

Feng Ping stood in the dark for a long time, and planned his next move.

After making up his mind, he lifted the door and walked out of the shop.

It's late, there is not even a bed in the store, and I can't live there, so I can only move in early tomorrow morning.

And tonight, he can only deal with it for one night at the inn.

Feng Ping is very familiar with Guang Street.

He walked about 200 meters, turned into a small alley, and found an inn with no plaque and only the name of the store written in cinnabar-Fugui Inn.

It is said to be an inn, and there are only two guest rooms, including the boss Wang Shopkeeper, a total of three rooms.

The most important thing about living here is that it is cheap.

It only costs 20 yuan a night.

In addition, there is another reason: Feng Ping recognizes the king's shopkeeper here.

Of course, it's him and not him.

Pushing open the door of the inn, Wang Yuanzheng was sitting at the table with his two-year-old son in his arms, drinking and playing with his son.

Seeing this person coming in, he subconsciously greeted him with a smile.

"Huh? What are you doing here? ”

"I'm going into the city to sell carbon, it's getting dark, and I'm going to live here tonight." Feng Ping stood at the door, took off his linen clothes full of carbon ash, and threw them in the corner.

Wang Yuan frowned, "Twenty Wen, not a single point is missing." ”

"Enough, enough!"

……

After Zhang Mazi left the small shop in Fengping, he went straight back to his residence.

As the head snake of Light Street, it is naturally not too bad to live, with two rooms in a small courtyard.

He lives in the room on the right-hand side.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and the room on the left was still lit, Zhang Mazi stepped forward and knocked lightly, "Dao Chief, it's me." ”

"Come in."

A muffled voice came from inside the room.

Zhang Mazi gently pushed open the door and crept in, but as soon as he took half a step, he was stopped by the people in the house.

"Stand there! The coat was taken off. ”

He was a little puzzled, but he did it anyway.

The next moment, when he saw that the armpits of his coat were all dyed black, he finally understood the reason!

"Made! Little Bunny! After the matter is completed, I will see if Lao Tzu will clean you up! ”

After Zhang Mazi secretly scolded Feng Ping, he immediately changed his smile and walked into the house, and as soon as he entered the house, a strong fishy smell came to his nose.

"How's it going?"

The person who spoke was not very old, and he looked to be in his early twenties.

At this moment, he was sitting at the table, and dozens of dead fish heads were stacked messily on the table, with their mouths facing the sky.

"It's done, it's done."

"Who is that?"

"Just burn charcoal!"