The next moment, he appeared behind the strong man in the head and slapped his back heart with a palm. This palm contained a strong force, and the strong man fell forward to the ground and fainted directly.

When the other three strong men saw it, they shouted and rushed towards Wu Song.

Wu Song passed through the three of them like a breeze.

The three of them fell to the ground almost at the same time, covering their legs one by one, wailing, and unable to stand up.

Wu Song came to Weige's side and said to Weige, "Tell them, let them get out."

After Vig finished speaking, several strong men who could still leave immediately.

Only then did Wu Song remember to ask the cause of the Wigg conflict, "Brother, what's going on? Why are they causing trouble for you?"

"They are members of a local gang called the Feilong Gang," said Vig's eyes, "The Feilong Gang is a large gang within a radius of more than 100 miles, with thousands of members.

They do all kinds of bad things, rob passing merchants, squeeze out shops in the city, etc. Hawkers like us need to pay a certain amount of money to Feilong Help every month in order to keep their peace.

Otherwise, the people from the Feilong Gang will come over and smash our vendors."

"Then you are embarrassed by them because you didn't pay the money, right?" Wu Song asked.

"No," Vigge shook his head, "I paid the money, but they have to pay twice the money every month since this month. I don't know about this, I don't have that much money on my body, so I can't pay it.

If they can't pay it, they will confiscate my stall and drive me out of here. They will not return the stall to me until I pay the money I should pay and ask me to come back and continue doing business."

"It's outrageous!" Wu Song was very angry, "What kind of shit gang is this? Why do you bully people like this?"

"Brother, I was a kid," Vigel hurriedly looked around and was very nervous. "The leader of this gang is three people. They had practiced in a certain sect before, and their cultivation reached a certain level before they came out to establish a branch.

Therefore, ordinary people are not their opponents at all. Brother, from the perspective of just now, although you are very skilled, I guess you are not their opponents either. You should not wade into this muddy water.

You beat them a few of them just now. When they go back, they will definitely gather more people to come back to take revenge. Brother, listen to my advice, you might as well leave quickly."

"I'm leaving, what should you do?" Wu Song asked worriedly.

"I'm fine," said Vig, "they are still counting on plundering money from me, and they won't do anything to me, at most they can beat me up."

"No," Wu Song shook his head firmly, "Since I have seen this unfair thing, I must take care of it to the end. Brother, please go home quickly. Don't worry about me, I will be fine."

Weige insisted on letting Wu Song leave, but Wu Song had decided, so he naturally couldn't persuade him.

Wigg came here to live at his relative's house. Now that he caused such a thing, he didn't dare to go back to his relative's house because he was afraid that it would implicate them.

Wu Song felt that Weige was very thoughtful, so he simply arranged Weige to the inn where he stayed. When Wu Song solved the problem, he would go out to set up a stall.

The headquarters of the Feilong Gang is in a restaurant in the west of the city. Wu Song asked Gangfeng and others to stay in the inn, and he went to the restaurant alone.

This is the hour of Xu, and it is the best time for restaurant business.

There were people coming and going in front of the restaurant, and the restaurant was filled with noise.

Wu Song entered the lobby of the restaurant. There was a man standing at the entrance of the restaurant. He looked very smart and was a young man.

Such a person is commonly known as Gao, and is a waiter specially arranged by the restaurant to welcome guests.

Not everyone can be a person like this, and there are many requirements. The most important point is to have good memory.

For example, if a customer comes once, then when he comes next time, this waiter in the high-end shop must accurately say his name and other information when the other party enters, so that the customer feels at home.

It was Wu Song's first time to come, so naturally I didn't know this waiter.

He came forward enthusiastically and smiled, "Young Master, alone?"

Wu Song said casually, "Find a elegant seat and be quieter."

The waiter saw that although Wu Song was dressed normally, he had an unusual style in every move. He immediately did not dare to neglect. While facing Wu Song, he said, "Please go to the second floor, where is quiet."

The waiter led Wu Song to a private room on the second floor. Then he stood beside him with his hands down and asked with a smile, "Young Master, what are you going to eat?"

"Two pounds of beef and five pounds of wine, order these first." Wu Song said casually.

He is actually not hungry, and his purpose is not to eat.

"Okay!" the waiter whispered, "You wait."

The waiter left, and Wu Song looked at the other guests. They were all dressed decently, and they should be high-ranking officials in the city.

However, when they eat, they are different from the high-ranking officials in other places. They look very rough and generous, both men and women.

Generally, there is a large plate of meat on each table, and then the person next to the table will directly grab the meat with his hands and eat it.

In other places, people of their identities must be very gentle when eating, especially in public, and will never be like them.

Only the poor in the lower class can eat this way.

After a while, the thing Wu Song wanted came. A young girl who served the food, smiled at Wu Song Yanran, "Young Master, please use it slowly."

Wu Song was going to get angry next, but he didn't want to embarrass the girl, so he waited for the girl to go downstairs.

After the girl went downstairs, Wu Song took a bite of the beef that he had raised.

Wu Song did not have any expectations. He originally planned to throw the wine pot after eating, and start causing trouble.

But after taking a bite of beef, Wu Song unexpectedly discovered that this plate of beef was unusually delicious.

He couldn't help but take the second bite, and any of it was the third bite, the fourth bite... When Wu Song came to his senses, he had eaten up all two kilograms of beef.

Wu Song burped a satisfied burp. He had never eaten such delicious beef in history.

This made him interested in the chef who made this plate of beef, and wanted to know what kind of cooking skills it was to make such delicious food.

What Wu Song didn't know was that the reason why this plate of beef was delicious was mainly because of the raw materials, and the quality of the cooking skills was not very important.

A kind of dwarf beef grows in this place, with very tender meat, which can be said to be the best in the entire Dongzhou.

Only when using such beef as raw materials is good at cooking, the dishes made are very delicious.

Wu Song stretched out and then drank a big sip of wine. Now that he is full, it is time to work next.

Wu Song grabbed the wine pot and slapped it hard on the ground.

The wine pot was smashed with a "bang!", attracting other guests to look at each other.

There are two waiters standing at the door of the second floor, dedicated to serving the guests on the second floor.

Seeing this, one of the waiters came to Wu Song in a row and said in fear, "Young Master, what happened just now?"

The waiter looks fourteen or fifteen years old, with a childish look on his face. He must have just been sent here to be an apprentice.

When Wu Song was in the capital of Lingchong County, he met several shopkeepers. From their mouths, Wu Song knew that apprentices of this age were very hard-working.

They had to get up early and go to the kitchen to prepare today's ingredients.

Then after the business is opened at noon, they are busy dealing with hundreds of customers. Some customers are very tricky and will scold these waiters at any time and vent their anger.

They were scolded and greeted with a smile, so they felt so much distressed.

When the day is over and I can finally go to bed, it is often early in the morning.

Therefore, Wu Song had great sympathy for these people.

He didn't want to make things difficult for the waiter, so he waved his hand and said, "Come your shopkeeper."

The waiter ran downstairs and soon, a fat middle-aged man came to Wu Song.

"Young Master, what is the place in this store that makes you dissatisfied?" said the shopkeeper in panic.

"Hmph!" Wu Song snorted coldly, "What kind of shit are you? Are you cooking food for people? How can people swallow it so badly?!"

Wu Song's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said something against his will. This was the first time he discovered that he had the talent to lie.

"I'm really sorry," the shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head. "Since you are not satisfied with the current food, I will immediately ask the kitchen to change you a few. We will not take any money for this meal, just hope you can eat well."

Wu Song thought to himself, no wonder the restaurant's business is so good, and the shopkeeper's attitude is really nothing to say.

However, Wu Song still forced himself to his heart and said coldly, "I have poured my appetite into my appetite and don't want to eat anything. You guys will lose money. I'm so disgusted by your vegetables. I will get seriously ill when I go back.

You just pay 10,000 yuan, as it is my money to buy medicine.”

Ten thousand yuan is available for a family of three to eat and drink for half a year in the capital of the most prosperous Tianyu Empire. From this we can see how big the amount of this ten thousand yuan is.

What's more, Wu Song is still in a remote town now, and ten thousand yuan is an astronomical figure.

When the shopkeeper heard that Wu Song reported this astronomical number, his expression immediately changed.

The panic expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a sneer, "Young Master, have you drunk too much? If you drink too much, I suggest you go outside to blow the cold wind and wake up and talk about it, how about it?"

"The wine here is so bad, how could I drink too much? I didn't drink too much!" Wu Song waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Okay," the sneer on the shopkeeper's face became stronger and stronger. He turned to a waiter next to him and said, "Go and invite the third master over."

The waiter was a thin boy. After the words "San Master" were spit out from the shopkeeper's mouth, it was like a piece of hot body, which was pressed on the boy's eyes.

The boy's face suddenly turned pale and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
Chapter completed!