It was almost time for Luo Fan to leave the Chief Police Department.
Exactly, every house is closed and everyone is sleeping peacefully.
Luofan took off his night clothes. Wearing a black arrest suit and a bronze medal on his waist, he came to the bustling Zhongyang Street.
On the street, there are only a few brothels and wine shops with scattered lights. Only a three-story red building, "Fengyue Tower", is still brightly lit and bustling.
Across the street from the Red House, several snack shops were still open.
Luofan smelled the aroma of food from a distance and came to a meat pie shop.
The shop is very small, with a clay stove and a chopping board blocking the door.
The shop owner is an old man with a gray beard, wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket and a blue round hat, looking honest and loyal.
The old man is standing behind the chopping board, skillfully making cakes. In the willow basket in front of the chopping board, half a basket of meat cakes has been made. It seems that there is no need to worry about sales this late at night.
Luo Fan came to the front of the shop and greeted with a smile: "Boss, you are quite busy at this late hour."
The boss looked up and saw a catcher coming. He stopped and greeted with a smile: "Hey, the catcher is here. Not only is the location good, but the men in the building opposite also have delicious food."
My fresh meat pie is so plentiful and delicious that no one will forget it. Would you like to try one too?"
Luo Fan smiled: "Hey, if you eat it, you won't forget it. Then I have to try it. Two pieces! How much is it?"
The boss smiled: "Five cents each, ten cents in total."
Luo Fan took out two coins of broken silver and threw it on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I don't have any copper coins with me. Just keep an account. Next time I come, I'll eat some more cakes from you."
The boss picked up two meat cakes from the box, wrapped them in paper and handed them to Luo Fan. He smiled and said, "Okay! Don't worry. Although the old man is old, he has a good brain. Who has ever given money to these customers who come and go?"
, I remember it exactly."
Luofan stood eating the cake, looking at the red building across the street, chatting: "Boss, you are such an honest person. This is the most prosperous area of Qicheng, and the people who come and go are all powerful and wealthy businessmen. You only sell one cake.
Five cents is really not expensive."
The boss smiled and said: "The old man has been working for decades, and the price has always been this. It mainly depends on the volume of regular customers, and he is embarrassed to increase the price. In this way, he can make a living in a month."
Luo Fan smiled and said, "How about you being an honest person? However, the location here is so good, no one will compete with you?"
The boss continued to roll the cakes and replied with a smile: "These days, even if you don't have any background, you can't grab a drink from the northwest wind. As long as there is a penny business, the black and white gangs will also rob eight or nine cents. But in our flag city
It’s different. Flag City is the territory of King Wu. Most of the industry in this city belongs to Prince Wu’s Mansion. I am also good at fortune telling, and my son is also capable. He is now working as an errand in Prince Wu’s Mansion. Otherwise, how would I get this good location? Others know about my son.
Since I'm from Prince Wu's Mansion, I don't dare to bully me. Besides, even though my shop is small, I still give twenty taels to Prince Wu's Mansion every month!"
"Twenty taels?"
Luofan was also surprised.
Five cents per piece of cake, twenty taels is four thousand cakes, not counting the cost. The protection fee of Prince Wu's Mansion is high enough.
Luofan laughed again: "Oh, you are very lucky to have such a high salary. However, since your son is so promising, it is time for him to go home and take care of himself. As a human being, a lifetime of hard work will be in vain. No matter how much you earn,
Money is useless. It’s better to go and be free.”
The boss smiled happily: "The catcher is really good at joking! Who in this world would complain about having too much money. Those who have gold and silver at home, few of them can rest. Besides, I have been making cakes all my life, and I won't work for a day."
, I still feel uncomfortable. This may be what the fortune teller calls a bad fate. I, unless I can’t move, I really want to work for the rest of my life.”
Luo Fan smiled: "No, no no! You get rich by being honest and hardworking. God doesn't deceive you, and ghosts don't offend you. You have a good life. I admire you. It's not like us young people who want to sit down when we stand.
I just want to lie down, I wish I could die lying down. However, I advise you to be careful and don’t talk about Prince Wu’s Mansion and Jianghu. Talking too much is too dangerous.”
The boss smiled: "I also saw that you were kind-hearted, so I couldn't help but say a few more words. I'm a good judge of people. You are a good person."
Luofan chuckled: "Boss, you have such a good eye! I'm such a good person, I can't even bear to step on the ants on the ground. I'm really happy chatting with you. Two more cakes!"
Luo Fan stopped talking to the old man and continued to eat the cake.
While looking carefully at the three characters "Feng Yue Tower" on the plaque of the Red Building opposite.
Although Fengyue Tower is a place of romance, its background is not small.
There are hundreds of Fengyue Towers blooming all over the thirty-six cities in the world. The girls in this tower are all excellent in sex and beauty, and can attract wealthy families and knights from all over the world to compete for gold. In this way, the business is huge, and
Calculating the sun and fighting for gold.
As the owner of the meat pie shop said just now, whenever there is a penny in the business, the black and white gangs will take away eight or nine cents. But no one dares to get involved in Feng Yue Lou's business. Even if there are gangs who dare to take Feng Yue Lou's idea,
He also quickly disappeared from the world.
Everyone in the world knows that the boss of Fengyue Tower is not simple, but no one knows his true identity.
However, he must have an unusual relationship with Gu Yunzheng, the leader of the Baidao Alliance. Because the plaque on Fengyue Tower was written by Gu Yunzheng himself.
Luo Fan gnawed on the meat pie and saw the three characters "Feng Yue Lou" written by Gu Yunzheng himself.
He thought about it and said, "The calligraphy is average. I heard that Gu Yunzheng's family was poor when he was young and he was just a cowherd boy. It should be true. Although this calligraphy is not good, it is more powerful and powerful. It is indeed the handwriting of a top master in the family.
Look at the shape of a soaring dragon, it’s so domineering that it wants to soar into the sky. Gu Yunzheng has already been the leader of the Baidao Alliance, and he still has such ambitions. He is such an old and powerful thief!"
At this time, a girl in green clothes ran out of the building. She walked lightly and briskly, like a green leaf.
The girl had a delicate appearance, red lips and white teeth. When she came to Luofan, she saluted briskly and said with a naughty smile: "This young master catcher, you have been standing outside for a long time. My lady, please invite the young master into the building to listen to the piano and drink tea. Can you please do it for me?"
Luo Fan ate the cake and said with a smile, "Do you have any wine?"
The girl smiled slyly: "Of course. Although the young master has just arrived in Flag City, he has been looking at this plaque for a long time. You should know that we are the most elegant Feng Yue Tower in Flag City. How can we be called Feng Yue without wine?"
Luofan: "I was just thinking of eating the cake with wine!"
When I looked back, I didn't forget to say hello to the boss: "Boss! You are busy. I went inside to drink."
The boss smiled: "Hey! Please walk slowly."
Luofan followed the little maid into Fengyue Tower.
Seeing Luofan leave, the old man who made the cake lost all his shamelessness, his dull eyes became shrewd, and he said to himself: "Luofan! He has come to Qicheng, he must have something in mind."
At this time, Zhao Xue and He Mingming followed quickly from a distance.
Seeing Luo Fan enter Feng Yue Tower, the two of them stopped.
Standing on the street, the clouds are hazy, the wind is blowing, and the autumn cold is approaching. Inside the Guanfengyue Tower, the lights are warm, the sound is wonderful, and the beauty is pretty!
He Mingming held the sword in both hands, with a look of contempt on his face, and criticized: "No wonder he loves money so much. One song in Fengyue Tower costs five taels of silver. He has been in and out of such places for just one day. I'm afraid he has bad morals."
Seeing He Mingming's face full of jealousy, Zhao Xue joked: "You know it very well. I'm afraid you come and go to Fengyue Tower often."
He Mingming blushed and said in embarrassment: "Second sister, you can't talk nonsense. Most people in Jianghu like to go to such places, and it is inevitable for us to investigate cases. Besides, how can I afford such an expensive hobby with my small salary?
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Zhao Xue smiled and said, "I can't afford it! There are no good people in a place like this. In a few days, the second sister will find you a good wife. Don't always go to places like this!"
He Mingming blushed: "Second sister! I don't have it!"
Zhao Xue yawned, stretched, and said with a tired look on his face: "No wonder he didn't stay in the official residence. It turned out that he had a better place to go. I was too lazy to care about him. I haven't had a good sleep in three days, so you and I will go home separately."
Go home."
Waving her hands, Zhao Xue left.
He Mingming looked at Fengyue Tower, touched the shriveled silver bag in his arms, and let out a long sigh!
Walking to the cake shop, he shouted proudly: "Boss! Bring me five cakes today!"
The boss smiled warmly: "Hey, congratulations. I only eat three cakes on weekdays, but today I want five. Can you finish it?"
He Mingming glared: "If you can't finish it, I'll make it breakfast! I can't afford to go to Fengyue Tower, and I can't afford to eat a few of your cakes!"
The boss smiled: "Yes, yes. The old man talks too much. Please forgive me!"
He Wenming carried five meat pies and walked back to the Chief Inspector angrily.
He comes from a commoner family, unlike the other six divine catchers who were all born into wealth. Later, he was lucky enough to learn a lot of skills from Xue Yang, and obtained the official title of divine catcher. His salary was quite generous. But he was in a high position and had many favors. He saved money to buy a house.
, getting a wife and having children all costs a lot of money. He really can't afford to go to a place like Fengyue Tower.