Reborn 1980 has become the favorite of rough guys

"Boy! Today I will teach you a lesson about the consequences of offending me."

Liang Zhankui sneered, stopped the tractor, threw the waving hand into the trunk, and said to Liang Ergou, "Take the pole! Don't get down, protect yourself, these little gangsters can't get on the table."

"Zhankui! You have to be careful." Liang Zhankui clenched the pole in his hand tightly, with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay! A few more people can't do anything to me." General Liang Zhankui swung his coat and clasped his fingers together.

"Brothers! Give it to me." The leading dealer rushed forward and hit him with a wooden stick.

Liang Zhankui quickly grabbed the wooden stick and moved it forward gently.The man couldn't hold back his momentum and staggered to the ground.

Liang Zhankui flew up and kicked him on the waist. He screamed and rolled down the hillside.

He punched like the wind, pointing east and west, and never failed to strike.Several big and thick men were beaten so hard by him that they screamed and screamed. They couldn't run away even if they wanted to, so they had to be beaten unilaterally.

Liang Zhankui did not hesitate to kill them. He injured the skin but not the bones. He tortured several people like dogs, lying on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly to beg for mercy.

When the leading trafficker limped up the hillside, clutching his injured waist, he was stunned by the sight in front of him. All his people were lying on the ground with bruises and swollen faces, begging for mercy.

But he stood in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, his face not red, breathless, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, which made people feel terrified.

He shrank his head in fright, and was just about to hide in the grass, but he turned his head and swept away, and stayed there, his feet trembling, not daring to move even half a step.

"come out!"

He hooked his fingers, his voice calm and intimidating.

"Brother! I know I was wrong, please let us go!" He was so frightened that he cried bitterly and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Did you come up with the idea? Did you take the lead in bullying the market?" His voice was not loud, but it contained a strong sense of oppression.

"Brother! Let me go! I will never dare again. Starting from tomorrow, our brothers will help you sell ducks for free."

He knew that he had hit a brick wall today and offended someone he couldn't afford to offend. There was a cry in his anxious voice, and he felt regretful and wanted to slap himself a few times.

"Are you going to slap the mouth yourself, or should I do it?" His voice was not loud, but it was like a mountain of pressure.

"Me! I'll do it myself!" He instantly made the decision that was most beneficial to him.

"Pah, pah, pah!" He hit him several times, and his face instantly swelled into a bun.

"Next time I see you bullying the market, you will never be lenient. If you want to do business, you have to deal fairly. If you continue like this, you will go to jail sooner or later." He glanced at them one by one with sharp eyes.

"Yes! Brother, don't dare anymore. Promise to be a law-abiding citizen." Several people grinned in pain and said in unison.

"Go away!" Liang Zhankui waved his hand, and several people, like an amnesty, supported each other, stumbled, and disappeared in an instant.

"Da da da!" The tractor started up again, puffing out black smoke.

Huang Caiwei, who was sleeping sweetly in Liancheng, had no idea about this.It wasn't until Wang Juan came over to ask her to get up for dinner that she yawned and got up.After eating, we sat and chatted for a while, discussing the current market development situation.

Wenying was eye-opening after hearing this, and her ideas for doing business suddenly opened up.

"Caiwei! Thank you for your guidance. I have benefited a lot from your words."

"Aunt! I'm just making a preliminary judgment on the market development. When making non-staple food, make small profits but quick turnover, and operate with integrity. I hope the business will only get better and better in the long run.

If you want to make high profits, the clothing industry is hugely profitable, but the risks are also high. Operators need to have a sharp vision of market trends. Otherwise, if the goods come in and cannot be sold, it will be good if they can not lose money, let alone save money. . "

"Yes, yes!" Wenying nodded repeatedly.

"I'm old and I don't know anything about selling clothes. It's better to do these solid businesses honestly and keep the business going smoothly."

"It's good that Auntie can see her own shortcomings and be down-to-earth. I believe your business will get better and better." Huang Caiwei praised.

"It's not all dependent on your help. Now the variety of my goods is gradually increasing, including farm noodles, dried rice noodles, dried golden needles, dried mushrooms, eggs, and duck eggs. My daily income is more than ten yuan, which is more than what my family used to farm. monthly income.”

Wenying's face was filled with a happy smile.

"Congratulations! Wenying! Finally, all the hardships have finally come to an end." Wang Juan also blessed her from the bottom of her heart.

"Congratulations, sister-in-law, for marrying a good wife." Wenying smiled and congratulated her.

"We are all happy together! When we go home this year, we will gather together to celebrate the New Year happily."

"Absolutely." The two of them exchanged a few more polite words and then went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, Wang Juan got up early and went out to the stall with a group of four people. Wang Juan divided all the ducks into two cages and carried them out.Xiaoya was carrying a basket, and Wenying and Huang Caiwei were walking behind carrying a basket weighing pole.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the market, they were surrounded by a bustling crowd, chattering!Business gradually came in and everyone was very busy.

Huang Caiwei carefully protected her belly and sat in the back to collect the money.

Wang Juan was responsible for weighing the ducks in front and blocking the bustling crowd. Since the ducks had been tied in advance, it was orderly and orderly.

Compared to the hectic pace yesterday, today was smooth sailing.

After all the dozens of ducks were sold, Liang Zhankui also carried two cages of ducks to the market. He was responsible for tying the ducks' feet and neatly placing the tied ducks on the ground for people to choose from.

Huang Caiwei's sharp eyes saw a woman hiding behind the crowd. She quietly picked up a duck and stuffed it into a basket. She covered it with vegetables and slowly got up, trying to sneak away among the crowd.

"Zhankui!"

She hurriedly hooked up Liang Zhankui's clothes and glanced at the woman.

Liang Zhankui glanced sharply and stepped forward instantly, "Auntie! Your duck hasn't been weighed yet!"

"I won't buy the duck that's coming here. It's so skinny!" She immediately distanced herself from the relationship and turned around to leave.

"Auntie! Since you don't want to buy it, what's in the basket?"

Liang Zhankui grabbed the basket, and a squealing sound echoed from the basket.

The lie was immediately exposed, and the woman blushed, "What's the big deal about returning the duck to you, country bumpkin."

"You are such a noble salaried employee. If you look down on country bumpkins so much, why do you still take the things that country bumpkins raise?" Liang Zhankui's eyebrows showed a hint of coldness.

"You're a sharp-tongued country bumpkin. I won't argue with you. If you can't offend me, why can't you hide away?" She turned around and left.

"Shameless! You pretend to be arrogant, you can't even afford a duck, and you have the nerve to despise the country bumpkins. Maybe three generations up, they are also a mud-legged person. If there were no country bumpkins with their faces turned to the earth and their backs turned to the sky, they would be sweating. Grains are grown in mud, why are you going to eat shit?" Huang Caiwei cursed from behind.

"Caiwei! Zhankui! Why did you sell the duck?"