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Fengmeng Town is not as lively as before. All the salt vendors of all sizes are invisible. The only people who come here to deliver salt are only three gangs, one is the salt bar headed by Li Meng, the second is the salt stewards in charge of this area, and the third is the people of Lingshan Salt Field.

The people and salt peddlers in Lingshan Salt Field are at least the background of the official side. Li Meng's attitude towards them is that you don't offend me, and I ignore you. Anyway, the salt they send is far behind Li Meng's salt goods in terms of quantity and quality. The salt peddlers hate Li Meng's salt rods, but at present, they can't beat them, so they can only swallow their anger.

As soon as the team of salt bars walked out of the path, Hou Shan was waiting there early, but he didn't expect Li Meng to come. Hou Shan was stunned, but immediately nodded and trotted to the front to say hello, and then said in a low voice:

"Why did Mr. Li come here today? There are no other salt dealers in Fengmeng Town recently. If there are any, the news will definitely be delivered to you as soon as possible."

The previous attacks on salt vendors of all sizes were caused by Hou Shan. The news of each household was known about it. Hou Shan told Li Meng in detail, which allowed Li Meng to mobilize his strength and calmly defeated the salt owls and salt vendors, monopolizing the market.

Li Meng took out five taels of silver and handed it to Hou Shan, saying with a smile:

"I've had something else coming today. You go and ask the shopkeepers of the Wang family and Kong family to go to the tavern in the east of the town, saying that they would have a few drinks together at noon. There is another thing, do you know who opened the gambling house in this town? Take me over and take a look."

Hou Shan smiled and took the money, thinking in his heart that it is more risky to do things for this old man, but the benefits are also abundant. It is also simple to hire the two shopkeepers. Now Hou Shan is also a well-known figure. He is considered to be a member of Li Meng's subordinates. The other party will definitely give face. In this gambling house, Hou Shan slapped his forehead and said with a smile:

"Master Li is saying that the dice shop in Zhendong..."

Zhang Mazi turned out to be a pig-killer in Fengmeng Town. She had the strength and was vicious. Ordinary people didn't dare to provoke her. Six years ago, when the place started selling private salt, there were more and more restless people from the town. Zhang Mazi was very sensible and knew that he had no way to sell salt, so he might as well do something else.

So he grabbed a few of his familiar friends and opened a dice shop and tapped to collect money. Unexpectedly, this transaction really made him do it.

Most of the vendors who sell private salt are helpless bachelors. They have money in their hands, but they are just eating, drinking, gambling, and rarely have other ideas. Once the dice is spread, the business is really booming. Salt dice, private salt dealers, salt merchants, and men from nearby garages all like to come and play.

This Zhang Mazi is a fierce man himself. Now he has four or five idle men to raise him. No one dares to provoke him. He is also a small bully.

The night of the twelfth lunar month is long and the day is short. The sun is not high when this pockmark is out when the girl is away. Although the weather is cold, the pockmark still has its chest open, revealing its chest full of breasts, as if it is shaking his own ferocity. He was thinking about whether to go to the dice shop or drink some hot wine first. He was stopped after a few steps out.

If it weren't for seeing the person who stopped him, Zhang Mazi would have cursed. The man was wearing a half-old but neat short-clad dress, looking like a guy there, and was cleaned up all over his body, with a gentle smile on his face, and he said:

"This is Brother Zhang, can you talk with me?"

Seeing the other party being polite, Zhang Mazi immediately became angry and said rudely:

"What's the matter? Don't block the way? I'm going to have a drink?"

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I heard that your shop was closed and I owe you three hundred taels of silver."

Hearing this, Zhang Mazi immediately became alert and glared at the other party and said:

"What are you doing?"

"A little dice shop, the winning or losing is less than 300 taels. Ma Gang is a real child. The young man and his parents don't know what they are worried about. Brother Zhang is kind and let him go. How much money did he lose? Thirty taels or fifty taels? I'll give it to you. The young man and his parents are anxious, so old..."

Before he finished speaking, butcher Zhang suddenly became furious, stepped forward and grabbed the man's front, cursing:

"What kind of thing are you? You are here to talk to me like this. That boy Ma Gang made a note when he owes 300 taels. It is natural to repay the debt. Whether his parents are dead or alive, what's wrong with Mr. Guan?"

The man pushed open the butcher's hand, with a smile on his face and said gently:

"My name is Li Meng. Since Brother Zhang doesn't want to do so, forget it. But if you change your mind, I'm in the tavern in the east today, so you can come to find me."

After saying that, Li Meng turned around and left. The butcher thought it was a little wrong, but he was still swearing:

"You don't even know who Grandpa Zhang is. You can also tolerate you to speak like this in Fengmeng Town... "

The shouting was so loud that I could hear it from three streets. Speaking of which, the fact that Li Meng was the leader of the salt bars was really not widely circulated, because Li Meng had not come to Fengmeng Town several times in total, but there was a very interesting thing. If someone said "Li Erlang", his popularity would be much higher.

Fengmeng Town, a town that has become a little more prosperous because some foreign salt merchants collect salt, naturally there will be no good taverns. The so-called tavern is just a smart resident who set up a shed in his yard and sells some strong wine, salted fish and so on.

Those who have money naturally hire cooks to cook, that is, some salt diced rice and small salt dealers come here for entertainment. However, for Li Meng, this place is a place for socializing and a public place. This is the place for conversation and discussion, and this is one of the habits that Li Meng has developed in modern times.

This tavern is really simple. There is no sign or sign at the door. It is purely to receive regular customers. Such a shop has a name called "private dishes", which is a restaurant that is so expensive that the food tastes not necessarily delicious.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, and the weather was cold, and the owner put the tables and chairs into the house. Moreover, people from other places rushed home for the New Year, and the business in the store also faded.
Chapter completed!