What is the happiest job in the world?

Money is more and less things to do close to home, sleep until you wake up naturally, high power and light responsibility!

But His Excellency An Guohou of the Ming Empire has not yet reached such a state, although he can sleep until he wakes up naturally, and he doesn't know how much money he has, at least he has been spending a lot of money at present.

The industrial zone that has been built with a huge investment in three months, and the only profitable project at present is to sell briquette stoves, which is a shame for the traversers!

But Liu Hong gradually didn't care about this, how much is enough?

Just enough flowers!

On this day, Liu Hongjian just got up from the bed, and he was made a fuss by his subordinates without eating.

"Master, we're so hot that we're about to be robbed!" As soon as Niu Dabang saw Liu Hong, he shouted loudly, followed by a young man with blue skin and swollen face.

It is the first shop in the capital of the Ordnance Institute, which specializes in selling briquette stoves and black briquettes, and it just opened the day before yesterday.

"Bang mallet, do you see that Ben Hou is too idle and want to find something to do for Ben Hou?" Liu Hong gradually glanced at the bull mallet.

What a joke! Who doesn't know the prestige of Benhou in the capital?

Besides, it doesn't seem that Ben Hou has recruited anyone to provoke anyone? Which one who doesn't open his eyes dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

"Master, you ask him!" Niu Dabang's mallet was also very depressed.

In the past, although he couldn't eat enough and didn't have warm clothes, he at least had a bunch of poor robes like him around him, and he could still talk about the mountains and brag about cattle when he had nothing to do!

But now, the food is good, the clothes are good, and there is nothing to do all day long, so that Niu Dabang suddenly remembers the old days, and his stomach is blessed.

"Which one are you?" Liu Hong gradually glanced at the bull mallet and motioned to the young man behind him to speak.

"Master Hou, I am the guy sent by the head of the Song stall of our ordnance institute to sell briquette stoves in the capital, and as soon as our shop opened early this morning, we were surrounded by a group of people, saying that our stoves are too expensive.

also said that our briquettes were poisonous, and almost poisoned his wife, and before I could theorize, they ...... And they did it! ”

This job is also one of the craftsmen of the ordnance institute, and he is also very kind to people on weekdays, and he is angry and makes money, so he was sent by Song Stalltou to do this errand, but he never thought that the business was still hot yesterday, and he was smashed today.

"Crying wool, are you still a man? Figure out who isn't anyone? "Too expensive? It's too expensive, you don't have to buy it! Don't pick a better excuse to find fault, Liu Hong gradually said.

This Uncle Song doesn't seem to be suitable for business! Harmony can make money, but that depends on the times!

In these years, you are still engaged in this set, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden by people.

"Back to Master Hou, the man didn't say anything, but I sent someone to follow him, and he went to the Zhou family's shop behind the street."

"Stick hammer guy! Looks like it's time to get moving. Liu Hong's mood is very bad, this is his first shop that can make money, is it easy to make some money?

"Master, everyone is waiting outside, just waiting for the master to speak." Niu patted his chest with a big stick, he had been in a panic recently, and regarded the dozen or so new recruits of the Hou Mansion as soldiers, and practiced every day to vent the excess hormones in his body.

Liu Hong gradually didn't say much, and rushed to the west street of Beijing with a group of thugs, and the hot Dabian was poked down, and the store was also in a mess, and all the briquette stoves in the store were gone.

"Yaa Dog ~ mother ~ raised, bullied to the head of Ben Hou, where is that Raushzi Zhou's shop? Lead the way! Liu Hong gradually became furious at a glance, where to care about the Zhou family and the Li family.

The Zhou family's shop is located on the next street hundreds of meters away from the heat, and it is a shop specializing in selling charcoal, and because of the people above, it almost monopolizes the supply of charcoal for the entire capital scholars.

The owner of the shop is a bald, squinted-eyed man, who is not a good product at first glance.

"Wang Er, isn't it a bit big today?" The squint-eyed balding man was a little worried.

Although the people above him are very powerful, it seems that there are people on it when he hears about the newly opened briquette stove!

"Third uncle, that newly opened broken stove has robbed our business, don't give them some color to see, how to explain to the Zhou family at the end of the month?

Besides, we have someone up there! ”

Wang second-hand held a wine jug, poured himself a glass of wine indifferently, and poured himself a drink.

"What did you do with this master's shop?" Before Wang Er's wine reached his stomach, an uninvited guest came to the store, not Liu Hongjian or who?

"Which one are you? Dare to run rampant in our store? Seeing that Liu Hong's face was not good in a fancy dress, Wang Er didn't take it seriously.

He has seen a lot of young masters in the capital, but as long as he reports the big man behind him, no matter who he is, he has to apologize.

"Let me ask again, did you smash Master Ben's shop?" was asked rhetorically, Liu Hong's tone became calmer, it was just a dog fighting people, and he had seen a lot of this kind of person.

"What's the matter, the coal in your shop is poisonous, almost poisoning my mother, it's good that I didn't report to the official! Do you know who is behind Lao Tzu? Wang Er's face was blank.

If you want to open a shop in the capital, you must at least get the consent of the adult behind him, hand over the share, and report the source.

also cut off their financial route all of a sudden, Wang Er was usually arrogant, and he went directly to kick the restaurant without even checking.

"I'll poison your mother, mallet, what are you doing in a daze, smash it for Master Ben! If there's one good place, don't eat tonight!" ”

Pretending to be forced, pretending to be forced, pretending to be on the head of Ben Hou, it seems that Ben Hou is not arrogant enough, so that these cats and dogs dare to come and jump.

The bull mallet behind him got the order, and with a wave of his hand, a group of strong men came in hula outside the store.

"T, you bastard, hurry up here and be presumptuous, give me a beating!" When Wang Er saw someone who came and said that he would do it, he immediately ordered the shop's work to copy the guys.

"you M-headed!"

"Oops!" The bull's big stick mallet went up with a fist, spraying Wang Erda's nosebleed.

"This young master, if you have something to discuss, this shop is in the name of Jiading Bo, and I hope this young master ......" The squinted-eyed man went to the thatched house and just came out, he saw a mess in the shop, so he hurriedly reported to his family to resolve this conflict.

In the past, no matter who came to find trouble, as long as this trick was made, it was a squint-eyed man who was not panicked at all, but his face was a little contemptuous.

"Jiadingbo? I don't know! If you ink again, you will fight together! I don't care about you!

Keep smashing it for Lao Tzu! ”

PS: Shocked to hear the bad news, a generation of Tianjiao Jin Yong old man drove the crane west, in a trance swept over the martial arts classics that accompanied me for 20 years, those jealous and hateful heroes, those grievances and hatreds, those children and daughters, everything is gone, the memories of a generation, Mr. Jin Yong is gone, and since then there has been no alliance leader in martial arts, and Mr. Jin Yong is mourned.

PS: If you're in a bad mood, find someone to sacrifice the flag.