Chapter 1: The Meat Seller
Lin'an City, Pingkangfang.
In front of a meat stall in the West Market.
"Uncle Li, you want five catties of meat."
"Hey, boy Jiang, your hand makes the knife more and more neat."
Li Zhutou checked the weight in his hand, which was far more than five catties.
The dark rough face finally showed a smile.
"Catch up with Ming'er, I'll let Hou San come and deliver the silver."
"How can you collect money, the kid can sell meat here thanks to Uncle Li for taking care of him, a few catties of meat is nothing."
Jiang Mian's upper path obviously made Li Zhutou very satisfied, he looked at Jiang Mian approvingly, and left with a smile.
"This son of a bitch, how many times has it been this month." Jiang Mian looked at the back of the catcher, and scolded in his heart.
+1 for meat cutting skills
Strength +1
+1 disguise
The text message that appeared in front of him did not make Jiang Mian panic in the slightest.
This is the "experience panel" that follows him to this world
His mind moved, and a pale blue panel appeared in front of him that only he could see.
Host: Jiang Mian
Pig Killing Skill: Tier 5/10
Meat cut: Ground 8/10
Camouflage: Yellow 15/20
Reading: Yellow 78/100
......
This panel is so detailed that it is outrageous, and these things will be added to eating and drinking tea, not to mention experience.
Now he is more and more elegant every time.
Jiang Mian woke up in this corpse of the same name three months ago, the original owner was the butcher's son, and the family of three was infected with the plague and was wiped out, so he took advantage of the loophole.
The ancient world is not easy to mix, Jiang Mian originally thought that as his identity as a traverser, he would not be like a fish in water in this world, but reality gave him a blow to the head.
In ancient times, although the status of butchers was low, the price of meat was high and the profits were considerable, which was not something that everyone could do.
This is not the original owner's family, and they can sell meat in this Pingkangfang West Market, which is indispensable to the care of Li Zhutou just now.
But that black face really has too much appetite, and he has to swallow at least dozens of catties of meat every month, so he has to pay some filial piety from time to time.
The sun had risen very high, and it was scorchingly tight. Jiang Mian had been busy all morning, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, since he took over the stall of the original owner's father with his memory, with the help of the experience panel, more and more guests came.
Today's meat has been sold out between the guests, Jiang Mian cleaned the meat case with a basin of clean water, and it was time to go home.
At this moment, a group of rogues with sticks swaggered down the street, and the stall owners in the market saw these people, and their faces changed one by one, which was even more ugly than crying.
Jiang Mian knew these ruffians, and they often came to the West Market to collect so-called protection fees from these stall owners.
According to the eldest sister who sells tofu in the shop opposite, a family of three in the fish shop on the street of Xishi was forced to death by these people because they paid the protection fee for a few days late.
The daughter was gang-raped to death and thrown in the river to feed the fish, and the old couple shouted that they had no way to hang themselves at home, and these people were so arrogant just because the leader Huang San was a leader of the largest local Jianghu sect, the Fish and Dragon Gang.
Although this is not the dynasties that Jiang Mian knows, the feudal societies are all the same, and Jiang Mian has some understanding of the dark side of these societies.
"Three... Third master, business is really sluggish these days, you... You're in grace for a few days. The bitter pleading voice of the old man Li, who was selling vegetables at the stall next door, came.
"No money? No money, what stall do you have here. Huang Sanyi kicked down Old Man Li, and then overturned the vegetable stall with both hands: "His grandmother's, I only collected a few dollars today." ”
He waved his hand slightly, and the little brothers behind him immediately understood, and the gang of splashes surrounded him and punched and kicked the old man who had fallen to the ground.
Jiang Mian listened to the old man's moaning on the side, and if he continued to fight like this, he finally couldn't help but say loudly: "Third Brother Huang, I paid the silver for Old Man Li, let them stop." ”
Huang San sighed lightly when he heard this: "This old man Li is very blessed, someone actually paid the silver for him." ”
"That's it!" He spoke slowly, and the gang of splashes stopped.
Jiang Mian glanced at the old man Li, the old man's face was covered with blood, and he didn't move, it seemed that he could only get angry.
He took out the money bag from his waist, and Huang San took it and checked it: "I'm the most reasonable, the people above ask for silver, and I Huang San can't do it." ”
"Jiang family baby, Old Man Li's share is cleared, what about yours?"
"I'm going to take it too?" Jiang Mian was taken aback, there was Li Zhutou behind him, and this gang of punks had never charged him any protection money in the past three months.
In the memory of the original owner, the Jiang family has never paid any protection fees under the care of Li Zhutou, why did these splashes come to the door at this time?
Jiang Mian didn't have time to think about it: "Third Brother Huang, I just gave you all the money on my body, that's enough ......."
"I just gave it to Old Man Li, and now I want yours." Huang San interrupted Jiang Mian without waiting for him to finish.
"Jiang family baby, pay the silver."
Jiang Mian just gave Huang San all the money bags, how could there be any money left at this time, he frowned, this is not right, he should be filial to Li Zhutou, he has not lost a cent in the past three months.
"Third Brother Huang, Li Zhutou said that I don't have to pay protection money." Jiang Mian shook his head and said.
"What? Don't have to pay? Look at the neighbors around you who haven't paid any of them," Huang San said, his eyes swept over to the surrounding vendors.
"Yes, yes, everybody's handed it over." Some vendors hurriedly spoke up, and the gang was silent when Old Man Li was almost killed just now, but at this time the voice became louder.
"Yes, everyone pays it, why doesn't the Jiang family kid pay it?" Someone opened their mouths, and someone immediately chimed in.
Jiang Mian's face was already extremely ugly, and he didn't shock Huang San when he said that Li Zhutou didn't start, it seems that the other party is coming for him today.
"I don't have any money on me now, how about I go home and get the money and send it over." Jiang Mian still endured it, after all, the other party was overwhelmed.
"A good one went home and took the silver and sent it over, who doesn't know that your father and mother are dead, and you are the only one in the family, if your kid runs away, I will find someone to ask for silver." Huang San sneered.
He took out a short knife from his waist and inserted it into the meat case with a click: "If you don't have any money, you can leave a hand, and this matter will be over." ”
A cold sweat broke out on Jiang Mian's back.
He glanced at Huang San, this person looked like a splash on the outside, but he did things in a very orderly manner, and forced himself to this step step by step.
As the fourth leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang, Huang San has a body of tendon meat, extremely strong, and his body is like being beaten with iron. And the breath is strong and long, and at first glance he is a practitioner.
It is estimated that it is difficult to win, and besides, there is still that little brother behind the person.
Huang San saw that Jiang Mian's face was pale and he didn't speak, he grabbed the young man's collar: "It's just one hand, life is still there." He whispered into the young man's ear and said, "The meat in the West Market is not so easy to sell. ”