C754 Beijings eldest sister and eldest brother (1/2)
”Money is indeed a good thing. This high and mighty world is no longer a place to eat …” Feng Fu cupped his hands towards Manager Ding and said, ”I will accept this favor, I will pay you back later …”
Without waiting for Feng Fu to finish speaking, the Manager Ding laughed. Wait a month and a half for the bank to deliver the bonds? What if an accident happened and the bank didn't send it to the account office? What if the bonds arrive and the account doesn't send them to you? Is the scene today going to continue repeating itself? ”
”You …” Feng Fu's high and mighty sickness was about to erupt again, but he clenched his teeth and didn't say much out of it. Today's matter had really shocked him too much.
”If you don't have anything to do, don't bother coming to the Three Treasures Palace. Manager Ding has been waiting for me at home since a long time ago. After saying that, von Hanlin turned around and cupped his hands to the people in the neighborhood, and shamefully closed the small courtyard door with his wife and children.
Just as Feng Fu and the others were conversing, Landlord Liu, who was holding onto a bill, walked past two alleys and stood respectfully in front of a wonton picker.
The wonton pickles were a common snack in Old Beijing. One of them carried a stove, a hot pot of soup and various ingredients that contained a packet of wontons. If a master encountered one of them, he would also be able to pick a few benches on his other shoulder.
Each of the Primal Chaos Seekers had their own territory and their own route of travel. The homostomia was the best place to set up a stall, they put down the wok and started a fire, after a while, the broth pot blossomed.
At this time, in another food box, his boss's bowl, bamboo chopsticks, noodles, meat stuffing, seaweed shredded, pickled vegetables, coriander powder, shrimp skin … There were also spices such as pepper, salt, and sesame oil. It didn't take long for them to attract a bunch of old food.
However, there was only one customer and it was a woman. She was holding a bowl of steaming hot wonton in her hand and sprinkling chili oil onto it. This woman poured almost all of the chili oil that the boss had brought into the bowl.
The boss' heart ached, but he didn't dare to speak. He knew that there were more than ten big men hidden in the depths of the alley. It seemed like they all listened to this woman's orders. These were people that the commoners couldn't afford to offend.
”So enjoyable, so spicy, so flavorful!” The woman took a sip of the spicy soup, her forehead immediately breaking out in sweat. Looking at the chaos in the soup, her skin was thin, and then the light of the oil lamp shone, allowing her to see through the shadow.
”Dao, this taste is real Dao …” The woman was not afraid of the heat. After a short while, she finished off the whole bowl of wontons, and when she put down the bowl, Landlord Liu took an empty space and knelt down to kowtow three times.
”Greetings to Aunt Thirteen …” ”You, Old Lucky!” The voice was clearly trembling.
The one eating the Primal Chaos was none other than the famed Chun Sanshiniang of the Beijing. Her identity was now considered to be semi-public, and the big figures, both black and white, all knew that she was Xiao Letian's pawn, a Buddha that they definitely could not offend.
Chun Sanshiniang was very clear about her position. Her mission was to spy on the military, not to unify the underworld, so she never stole business from others. Instead, she would occasionally give some business to the big brothers in the underworld.
Following Aunt Thirteen to earn money and to even earn big money could be considered to have subdued the heart of the underworld. Other than some sects that had hardened their hearts to follow the imperial government, the other sects had long regarded her as their capital's elder sister.
It was hard to imagine the deterrence that the Chun Sanshiniang had towards the Beijing hoodlums. Even a lowly hoodlum like the Landlord Liu did not have the qualifications to kowtow to Thirteen, so to be able to kneel in front of Thirteen today was like giving out smoke from his ancestors' graves.