The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 8 Patrolling the Streets
There were many peddlers and hawkers coming and going on Liuye Street, but Chen Pingan and his companions did not encounter any fighting or assault.

Weishui County City is not an ordinary small city, but a county city with good order. Although there are many gangs of all sizes, everyone abides by the tacit understanding, and there will be no fighting unless there is a special need.

Well, at least, that's what it appears to be!

No matter how fierce the private fight is, it can only be done in private!

If a large-scale fight happens in the daytime, where will the Nanquan Lane Pacification Office save face? If something like this happens, it will be strange if I don't kill you!
Nothing happened the whole morning.

Nanquan Lane Zhenfusi provided lunch at noon. After patrolling for a whole morning, Chen Pingan, Houtou, and Dashan returned to the Zhenfusi to have lunch.

Normally, they would go back to the Zhenfu Division to eat. After all, eating out costs money. Why not save this money for other things?
Unless someone treats them, they won't eat out.

The food in the Zhenfu Division was neither good nor bad. There was a small meat dish with some oil on it, two fairly fresh vegetarian dishes, and enough rice to fill you up.

A few people got their food, found a place to sit down and started eating right away.

Chen Pingan had only eaten porridge in the morning and had been patrolling the streets all morning, so he was naturally very hungry. He didn't know if it was related to the practice of Iron Shirt, but his appetite today was much better than usual. He ate three bowls of rice in a row before stopping.

This scene of posture and posture made Monkey Head a little surprised.

"Ping An, what happened to you today? Why do you look like a starving ghost reincarnated?!"

"I didn't eat enough this morning, so I'm really hungry today."

Chen Pingan laughed haha.

"I'm so tired of these dishes. It's just the same old thing over and over again!"

Looking at the greasy little meat dishes, Monkey Head complained.

Among the few of them, his family is the best off, so he is more picky about the taste of food.

Before Chen Ping'an could reply, Dashan beside him burped very loudly.

"Hiccup~"

"You hottie!"

The monkey head slapped the mountain.

Dashan laughed foolishly and scratched his head.

The life he was leading now was like a god's life to his family. He didn't have to do any heavy work, nor did he have to work hard in the fields. He could just walk around with a knife and have food to eat!
This is simply
Moreover, it looks very majestic when walking on the street!
"The food of the Chatou masters is still the best! It's much better than what we eat!"

Monkey Head put down the half-remaining meal, put his hands behind his head, and let out a long sigh.

The lunch at the Pacification Office was the same for both official runners and temporary runners who were not registered. But for runners at the level of Chatou, the food was much better.

According to their daily observations, the chief can enjoy at least two meat dishes, and the vegetarian dishes are unlimited. Moreover, these two meat dishes are not small meat dishes like theirs, but full of oil and water!
"envious?"

Chen Pingan glanced at the monkey head.

"I envy you. You should practice martial arts too! Chatou and the others are all martial arts masters. If there is no sufficient supply of oil and water, how can there be enough energy and blood to practice martial arts!?"

When Monkey Head heard about practicing martial arts, he felt deflated.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not that cut out for it! Dashan can do it. Right, Dashan."

"Well, I've been practicing my strength now!" Dashan said in a muffled voice.

"Hahaha, Dashan is still ambitious! Keep practicing, and when you succeed, Ping An and I will be very impressive."

Monkey patted Dashan's shoulder hard and said with a smile.

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Chen Pingan watched the two people's teasing and communication, and felt at ease and full of energy.

The level of a chatou can enjoy a completely different standard of food. What about a driver?

The messengers and deputy messengers of the Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division would have special servants deliver meals to them every day. Whatever they wanted to eat, they would have it, with no restrictions on supply!
In this Nanquan Lane, the two adults are the sky for everyone!

Food is just a small microcosm of the different levels, and what it represents is power!

Chen Ping'an and the other two had their meal, took a short rest in the Zhenfu Division, and then went to patrol Liuye Street again.

At noon, the sun was just overhead. They said they were patrolling the streets, but in reality they were not so dedicated to their duties. They found a secluded place and half-lying under the shade of a tree to rest.

It's better to eat the food of the Zhenfu Division! If it were other servants, how could they have such a chance to take a rest!
First, you can rest openly, then you can slack off secretly, and then you can get a monthly salary.

This coming and going is simply a huge profit!

On weekdays, Chen Pingan would only rest for half an hour to make up for his sleep. But today, perhaps because he was tired from practicing Iron Shirt yesterday, he actually slept for nearly an hour.

When he woke up, Houtou Dashan and the other had already started chatting. After waking up, Chen Pingan also joined the two people's chat. There were new topics every day, such as street anecdotes and family matters. Although the few of them often got along, they could never get enough of chatting.

After resting for more than an hour in the shade of the tree, they slowly got up and continued patrolling the streets.

At this time, Willow Street was much busier. Even the rogues who rarely appeared in the morning could be seen from time to time.

Some small-time hooligans would run away from them when they saw them patrolling the streets with swords. But some veteran gang members were not afraid of them at all.

Of course, no matter how fearful or not, no one is stupid enough to deliberately provoke.

When they saw a few people, these rascals either ignored them or nodded slightly as a greeting.

Things like going up to greet people are very rare! Except for a few hooligans who are good at socializing, no one else has the interest in doing so.

After all, although these people were officials, they were just temporary servants who were not registered.

Although walking on the street is impressive, it does not have much real power. After the mission is over, the waist badge and sword must be returned.

If Qin Toulai wants the gangsters to greet him or even curry favor with him, he's probably not qualified enough!
At the very least, this requires those senior officers who are expected to become officials!
Time passed quickly during the conversation between the few people. Nothing happened that day.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Ping'an, Houtou Dashan and the other two returned to Nanquanli Lane Zhenfu Division to report.

Until this time, the three of them had not been able to see Qin Tou.

When it comes to slacking off, Qintou is the best. For people like them, sleeping for an hour or two under the shade of a tree is nothing.

After returning their badges and swords, they said goodbye and went back to their homes.

(End of this chapter)