I want to be a good person

Paifang Street, as soon as you enter the courtyard.

The ringing of the copper bell of the donkey cart startled Zhao Xinyu.

Zhang Aiguo was very sensitive to the sound of the bell, so he liked to hang the small copper bell around his neck, liked duets, and liked the blues.

"Sir, you are back"

""Um"

"Dayou, the horse is injured, please take good care of it. Here is another pack of medicine, change it in three days."

Zhao Dayou responded, led the racing horse into the stable first, and unharnessed the donkey and unloaded the cart.

"I'll drive a donkey cart from now on."

"What about horse racing, sir?"

"Madam, please put the saddle away."

"Understood"

"How is it? I think I forgot to mention the wages. You can drive the car when you have something to do, and help clean up the house when you have nothing to do. Safety is the first priority. Your wife will cook. What is the market price outside?"

"The security guard is 4 dollars, the nanny is 1 dollar, and I am taking care of the children, which takes up a bite of food, so I have to pay dollar less. The other dollars are advance payments, and I don't have to pay this month's allowance."

"Okay, it's only 5 dollars, that's how much a kid can eat."

“Thank you sir”

"Work hard, and I'll give you a reward at the end of the year."

"Thank you, sir"

“You keep busy.”

"Yes"

He went into the house and took off his coat.

"Sir, Wutou is back"

"Um"

"No trouble, eh?"

"After paying to enter the city, you still have to apply for taxes and license plates here."

"Wait for me"

As he said this, he took out a long whistle stick.

"Da You"

"Why"

"You go to your house with a long whistle stick to protect yourself, take the form to register, and get a badge. Damn it, you have to pay money if you move."

"I have a shovel in my room.

"Let's put it aside for now"

“Yes, sir.”

"Have you ever shot a gun?"

"Birds have played"

"Um"

Zhang Aiguo turned and went into the house. Excessive enthusiasm was wrong. A little kindness may lead to grudge, but too much is as bad as too little.

Talking about guns was also a disguised reminder to him that the host might have foreign guns, so he shouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts.

"Sir, I like that girl very much"

"Well, don't be impatient. Favors are given little by little. This is just the beginning. Remember your identity and return to your previous identity as a young lady."

"I see"

"That's right, when your family fled, there were no servants following them at first? There must have been some."

"Yes, there are two"

"What happened later? People are selfish and can't stand the test. You should be careful. I want to go far away in the future."

"Those two people stole my belongings at night and ran away secretly. You won't abandon me, will you?"

"No, you are not that good. I tell you, this servant is a servant. It doesn't matter what name you use. He is either obsessed with the master's wealth or he is the master's person."

"Having an affair with a servant will result in being thrown into a pig cage."

"I believe you"

"Humph, I know how men think. My father also married several concubines. I just need to follow you."

"You still have a status, otherwise why would I bring you here? Go practice your spear and ride a horse outside the Dajing Gate when you have time. Don't run too far."

"You accompany me"

"I'll be with you for a few days. I plan to open a jar shop with seven or eight people, do some small business, and let Zhao Dayou keep an eye on it."

“Is he okay?”

"Why not? My wife and kids are here. If it doesn't work, I'll just deal with it."

"Besides, it's not that easy to build a winery. You have to rent a shop nearby, recruit masters and workers, buy wine-making equipment, koji and other raw materials, test-produce and mix cocktails, and wait for the official production to take at least three months. You also need to find a clerk and a chef. You can become the shopkeeper."

"Me? I don't want to show up in public, for fear of getting into trouble."

"That's true"

Zhang Aiguo looked at Zhao Xinyu's face. The good diet and nourishment had made her even more beautiful, and she was no longer the target of many men.

On the third day, the older policeman came again, this time to deliver documents and vouchers. He was surprised to see the changes in the house. It seemed that he was really from a wealthy family and had a lot of money. After thinking about it, he felt relieved. There was no point in starting a revolution without money.

"Wang Wang Wang"

Although the dog is small, it is just as ferocious.

"Officer Wang, I'm sorry to bother you. I need you to come here in person."

"We are not police officers, but police sergeants. That's what we should do. We are here to serve the public."

"Officer Wang should be promoted soon"

"Oh, I see. It's so obvious. I'll be promoted to sheriff next month, and this area will still be under my jurisdiction. Last time you said you wanted to open a pot shop. Do you still have the intention?"

Zhang Aiguo understood that this was a matter of getting promoted and getting rich.

"That's exactly what I'm planning on doing. What does Officer Wang mean?"

"Let's form a partnership, and I'll take a share."

Seeing Zhang Aiguo's expression, Officer Wang explained, "As for me, I spent a lot of money to buy it this time. I have to make a living, so I remembered your situation. I have invested in this coal mine. Don't worry, I won't let you suffer any loss. The monthly extortion from the ruffians will be gone. I will arrest the beggars who make trouble and put them in jail. If all else fails, I will sell them to the Japanese coal mines in the north."

If you do business without official support, you will be subject to a lot of criticism, with various departments trying to get benefits, and different scales correspond to different levels.

Zhang Aiguo pretended to think about it and decided that he had to agree, otherwise there would be other troubles. After experiencing the beatings of society, he had long since awakened. It was still good, at least he was open and honest. If he had been kept guessing and had to speak up, he would have been skinned alive.

“How much do you take?”

"As for me, I also know that I should keep my income steady and I won't take too much from you. I'll take 50%. There's a store on the right outside your house with a good reputation and business. Now his backer has fallen, and I can't pay him. You're lucky, too. You happened to sell it to me at a low price. I'll take 50%, but I'll actually get less than 30%, and the other 20% will have to go to the higher-ups."

"How much is 20%?"

"You are underestimating it. One percent of each company. How many companies are there? Although I can't get involved in all of them, there are at least hundreds of them. Just do the math."

“Although I didn’t spend any money, I saved a lot by lowering the price.”

"Okay, this is an expert, let's have a happy cooperation"

"Of course it's high. They've lost both fame and fortune! In that case, I'll work harder these days. I think 1000 yuan will be enough. The shop is not small, so I can save at least 500 yuan."

Zhang Aiguo hopes that his interests will be intertwined with theirs. At least when they buy for free, they will not doubt their money-making partners. People only consider their own interests and will subconsciously ignore it.

It was April 23, the 4rd year of the Republic of China, a cloudy day, and it was the Qingming Festival. Yes, it was a festival for the Japanese devils.

Zhang Aiguo informed Zhao Xinyu in advance that he would not be back in the evening and would go to visit the grave.

She was wearing a black student uniform, a student cap, and linen-soled cloth shoes, and she walked silently.

At 12:00 in the night, the lights in the tobacco shop had been off for a while. Zhang Aiguo leaned against the wall in the back alley, carefully listening to the sounds inside the shop.

When we arrived at the gate, we saw a gate with hanging flowers and high eaves, and there was no one on the street.

He took out a hemp rope and put it through a gap in the middle of the purlin at the door. He then pulled it with his hands to test its bearing capacity.

He pasted the written accusation on the door with paste, imitating the tone of a smoker, saying that he was devoted to sunbathing, accusing the opium den of deliberately setting up a gambling scheme and forcibly buying up his assets at a low price. It was too late when he came to his senses, so he decided to commit suicide to make his will known and to warn people not to smoke opium.

Tie a sanitary belt on the smoker's head and hang him gently on it. The smoker wakes up from suffocation, his hands and feet dance, there is a foul smell, and his tongue sticks out.

Those who are loyal to the Japanese can no longer survive. Should we give them more support and pay more money?