Chapter 15 Wooden tools, is it illegal?
Five kilometers away from Zhao Yi's residence, there is a farmhouse of all sizes. Every evening after get off work, there are endless vehicles coming to eat.
However, there are always a small number of farmhouses with hot business.
The most popular one is a farmhouse called "Laughter and Joy". However, recently, a new farmhouse called "Laughter and Joyer" was launched opposite "Laughter and Joyer". The name is: Laughing and Joyer".
The situation was a bit bad. Qian Xiaobo, the laughing boss, looked to the other side several times, but the other side just didn't buy it. The two sides had a few verbal battles, but the business on the other side became more and more popular.
This is really a strange thing.
But this evening, the situation changed.
The four young men called out beer at the "Laughter and laughter", ordered two more plates of fried peanuts, dragged the table to the center of the gate, and sat swaggeringly, bragging loudly.
On the table, there were four cold-light triangular thorns.
Someone came over and saw this attitude and turned around and left.
The laughing boss came out and asked everyone to move a place. Zhao Yi slapped the table, "I'm having a meal here, but I didn't give you any money, or what?"
Don’t say, I really paid this time, and I paid in advance.
The boss with laughter turned gloomy, "Little brother, don't be too far-fetched. Otherwise, be careful of a disaster."
"Come on, I want to see how this disaster flies! Can it still fly upright!"
The other three teenagers laughed.
The boss frowned and lowered his posture slightly: "How much is it? Let's say a count."
Zhao Yi sneered, "You boss is really interesting. Let's have a meal. What strange things are you saying here."
Seeing this, the boss turned around and left.
A few minutes later, the alarm sounded, and two police cars roared, jumping out of six policemen, two of whom were equipped with guns, and four came to take over the triangular pricks of Zhao Yi and four.
Zhao Yili ignored him and continued to drink and eat peanuts.
The policeman leaned over and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Yi rolled his eyes: "You have any eye problems when you eat and drink."
"Where did the triangular thorn come from!"
"Triple-edged thorn?" Zhao Yiyi looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
"You four sit back and throw the triangular thorns to the ground."
Zhao Yi curled his lips and raised his hand to pull the triangular thorn to the ground, "For you, don't affect your buddies' drinking. I have also learned the law. If the police detain ordinary people at will, they will be punished."
Two policemen with guns looked at Zhao Yi and four, and two policemen picked up the triangular thorns. Then, the two policemen weighed and recorded them, and said to a gunman: "Captain, this triangular thorn is fake."
As he said that, a policeman used both hands and clicked, and the triangular thorns broke, revealing the loose wood inside. A policeman scraped his nails with his nails and said carefully: "It seems to be from sycamore wood, and this thing is not as hard as the nails. There is a layer of mirror paste on the outside, which is a good technique."
"Tsk..." The captain was speechless. He looked at the stunned boss next to him, and then looked at Zhao Yi and four of them, and was also a little annoyed for a moment.
Zhao Yi clapped his hands, and Shi Shiran came to the front of the captain, and sniffed a sip of wine.
"Back!" the policeman was furious.
Zhao Yi laughed, "Comrade Police, is it illegal for wooden weapons?"
The police didn't speak.
Zhao Yi waved to the three little brothers behind him, "Let's go, come again tomorrow!"
The police were helpless - there were really no good legal provisions for such a move.
The next day, Zhao Yi came with his younger brother as promised; the police arrived soon.
Zhao Yi even called the police to come and drink. Today, there was another beer, and a plate of peanuts were added - the boss of laughter did not provide it, but the fat man of laughter provided it.
But today there are a little too many beers, all of which are from glass bottles.
The police came over and looked at the table without even a knife. The only metal item was the wine driver. He was helpless for a moment, but he was a little unwilling to accept it, "You didn't bring wooden weapons today."
Zhao Yi looked at the policeman with a slanted glance, snorted coldly, and slapped the chopsticks in front of the policeman: "Chopsticks can also kill people in the movie. Is this a weapon?"
The police snorted coldly, "You are enough to disturb the public standards, let's go with us."
"Let's go!" Zhao Yi stood up without hesitation, but before turning around, he pushed all the beer to the ground.
There was a crackling explosion, and beer foam flowed, and the ground was covered with glass.
The policeman was not irritated and immediately pointed at his feet: "Clean it all."
"No problem!" Zhao Yi smiled, "Boss, do you have a broom?"
Cleaning... It took me more than an hour to clean it. Laughing and laughing. The business that night went bad again.
However, Zhao Yiyi and four were also taken away. The police expressed their intention to file a public prosecution to compensate Laughing for the losses.
Then let’s make compensation. Zhao Yi called the laughing boss Qian Xiaobo. Qian Xiaobo immediately said: Brother Zhao is loyal to his work, so Brother Zhao doesn’t have to worry about the compensation.
Qian Xiaobo compensated him very simply, without blinking a hundred thousand yuan. Zhao Yi and four of them were also released on bail. That night, he went to the door to laugh and drink again.
This time, there were many rules. Everyone ordered a big meal and ordered Liu Ti beer. All the beer was opened and a row was placed on the ground.
The police came again, and this time two policemen came. Everyone was amused and crying when they looked at Zhao Yi. After ten days of hard work, the boss who was laughing and laughing could not hold on anymore and had to leave.
Qian Xiaobo found Zhao Yi, set up a banquet, and sold 50,000 yuan in cash on the spot. Zhao Yi ordered 12,000 yuan for each of his three younger brothers in front of Qian Xiaobo; he left 14,000 yuan.
"Brother Zhao is very particular about doing things!" Qian Xiaobo stretched out his thumb, picked up the beer glass with a foot of 600ml, and greeted Zhao Yiyao, "I'll do it first."
After drinking a few sips of 600ml of beer, the atmosphere became warm. After drinking and eating, Boss Qian said quietly: "Brother Zhao, when I see you, a thought came to my mind."
"Oh? What is it?" Zhao Yi raised his legs and drank beer, responding casually.
"The golden scales are not something in the pond, they turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!"
Zhao Yi was very happy: "Ha, the boss is really good at joking. Just let it go, you're trying to die. That's great."
"No, no, Brother Zhao, you will destroy your own power. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that 'the hook stealer killed the marquis of the country'. Didn't Chairman Jiang steal the fruits of Mr. Sun's revolution back then steal?'
Zhao Yi seemed to be moved. But after a moment, Zhao Yi shook his head: "I think it's good now. I don't want to move."
Chapter completed!