Chen Ao and the others turned their heads to look, only to see the man pointing at a thin and capable middle-aged man next to him, with an angry face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And there was a cunning on the little man's face. He smiled and said, "I'm daydreaming, aren't you a toad who wants to eat swan farts?" Hmph, don't pee and take care of yourself a few pounds and taels!"

The man was much stronger than the man, and he kicked the stool away, walked up to the man, and was about to make a move. A few well-wishers next to him hurriedly came out to persuade the fight. One of the people at the same table with the man said, "This hasn't reached the place yet, so let's fight first! Boss, you should dissipate your anger and leave your strength behind!"

Chen Ao glanced at these people, dressed in all kinds of clothes, obviously not belonging to the same sect, thinking that if they were not friends, they met by chance on the road, and they were like-minded. I just don't know why these people quarreled. Thinking of what Su Fan said, could it be that they are at odds with each other for some interests? But now this place, not yet "Shanghai" in a thousand years, can there be any huge benefits that attract so many people to flock to it?

I only heard the man called the boss snort heavily, and glared at the little man: "If it weren't for my good brother's intercession, I would have to screw your head off today!"

The little man glanced at him, his face full of disapproval, and he did not look down on this strong man at all.

They were noisy, but the shopkeeper was pitiful. He trembled and swept up the broken bowl on the ground with a broom, and had to hurriedly bring a new bowl for the master, for fear of annoying these martial artists who would move their hands and feet if they didn't agree with each other. As for the broken porcelain bowl, naturally he didn't dare to ask for compensation.

The shopkeeper sighed, walked cautiously through the crowd, and couldn't stop complaining: "This year is really unfavorable, what are these reckless men doing here!"

He was unhappy, probably usually rich in oil and water, and he was not willing to do the business of these charlatans at all. It's just that I'm afraid of the force of these people, so I can't do anything about it.

A thin old man sitting next to the brazier was holding a wine bowl, and suddenly laughed and said: "Shopkeeper, you think you are unlucky! Who let you produce sea salt in this place? These people have come for those salt works, but they are all holding back their strength! If you are more lazy, I am afraid that even your shop will be smashed!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the lobby suddenly fell silent. Those who heard him speak widened their eyes. And those who were farther away, who didn't hear clearly, quietly asked the people around them what was going on, and why the atmosphere suddenly became so depressing.

Chen Ao was a little puzzled and watched for a while. It turns out that although the purpose of these people is not a secret, they are also tacitly aware of each other. But this matter is not easy to say, and if someone happens to ask, they have to find all kinds of excuses to prevaricate. It seemed that none of them expected that the old man would say such a thing openly.

The old man spoke very casually, which startled everyone. The boss of the division was a little displeased, and said angrily: "Old man, drink your bar obediently! Do you have to talk nonsense about the affairs of the rivers and lakes? Beware of the wind flashing your tongue!"

The little man seemed to be specifically against him, and immediately sneered: "Surnamed Shi, didn't your teacher teach you to respect the old and love the young?"

The boss slapped the table, as if he didn't care about his entanglement. The old man did not accept the love of this little man, nor was he intimidated by the intimidation of the boss, so he took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king." I can't imagine what is happening on the rivers and lakes, but it is actually your turn to disrupt the situation with your wine bags and rice bags!"

This time it was really a public outrage, and the old man's words offended almost everyone in the room. Chen Ao saw that most of these men were young people in their twenties, who were hot-blooded and impulsive and irritable. But this old man doesn't know what to do, and he is still talking wildly. Chen Aozhen pinched a cold sweat for him.

The old man was slightly drunk, and he still couldn't finish his thoughts, sighed, and said with emotion: "If it weren't for the collapse of the Four Seas Alliance back then, Huaping Hua Daxia and Yan Nuxia both went into hiding, and the matter of the Salt Gang, would you clowns still be allowed to get involved?"

As soon as he said this, the crowd that was about to explode was like being poured with a scoop of cold water, and it cooled down in an instant.

Chen Ao suddenly heard the words "Salt Gang", and his heart moved. This salt gang is much more famous than many gangs, not only in martial arts novels, but also in reality. Zhang Shicheng, a separatist force at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, was born as a smuggler of salt in the Salt Gang. Could it be that this matter is still involved in the Salt Gang?

He was a little strange, and he was about to ask two people around him who were more familiar with the rivers and lakes - Su Fan and Hua Niansu. I saw that these two people had strange faces and their eyes widened.

Hua Niansu glared at Su Fan hatefully, and whispered: "You give me some peace, if there is anything wrong, be careful of your skin!"

Chen Ao didn't understand what this headless warning meant, so he asked, "Su Fan, the purpose of these people coming here has something to do with the Salt Gang?"

While telling Hua Nian Su to spare it, Su Fan explained to Chen Ao: "The coastal area is rich in sea salt. None of the major events that happened here had nothing to do with the Salt Gang! During the Tang Dynasty, many salt farms were built in Xiuzhou. Later, Huangchao rebelled, the world was in turmoil, and the power of the imperial court was insufficient, and these salt farms fell under the control of separatist forces and gangs. Since the establishment of this dynasty, the control of salt and iron has been strengthened, which naturally touches the interests of these gangs. So people from several major gangs united to form the Salt Gang. Later, the Salt Gang was attached to the Four Seas Alliance and became an important branch......"

Speaking of this, Su Fan winked at Hua Niansu. Hua Niansu deliberately ignored him and turned his head.

Su Fan laughed dryly, and had no choice but to continue: "Later, with the dissolution of the Four Seas Alliance, the Salt Gang became independent again. Some time ago, the helmsman of the Salt Gang suddenly died, leaving the entire gang leaderless. The four gangs that make up the Salt Gang all want to compete for the position of the helmsman, which leads to chaos. ”

Chen Ao's heart suddenly changed, it turned out that this excitement came from like this. No wonder these martial arts characters flock to it, I'm afraid it's not just to see the excitement, but more to get a piece of the pie!

In the past, I learned that salt is an important substance in the lives of the people, and it has been profitable since ancient times. Since the Qin and Han dynasties, the imperial court has monopolized salt and iron. But taxes were high, and the trade in smuggled salt was never stopped. And these smugglers organized themselves and became the Salt Gang.

Most of the people of the Salt Gang are brave and ruthless, and do not obey the management of the imperial court. No matter what time it is, this force is not tolerated by the imperial court. When Chen Ao thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. I didn't expect that I would have to face such a difficult problem before I took office. The illusion of wanting to be an idle official can only be shattered.