In the past, there was often a kind of leper on the old streets of Beijing. For example, if a medicine shop opened, this kind of leper would take a bundle of celery or coriander, then go to the shop and put it on the counter, and tell the shopkeeper that I have a handful of old ginseng here, so you can see what the price is.

If the shopkeeper can't stand it or comes from another place, there is no way, so he has to admit defeat and take this bundle of green leaves of celery as old ginseng. If the store is an old local in Beijing, then I'm embarrassed. I will definitely not be spoiled by such sluts and may be beaten out.

At this time, Wang Zan in Debaozhai was like this kind of old slut. He held a pair of Wang Mazi scissors worth twenty yuan and insisted on giving out this good object.

There are no such despicable gangsters in the capital today. This has been a rule of law society for many years. You don’t have to beat this person out, just call the police. If the relationship between the store is a little stronger, it is not an exaggeration to sentence you to extortion.

Where is Debaozhai?

This is also a time-honored brand in Beijing for a hundred years. Although it is not as good as a brand like Tongrentang, it has a big foundation. It is definitely OK to be a display cabinet for Debaozhai in Beijing. Naturally, Wang Zan cannot fool it like this.

Seeing Wang Zan being serious, the shopkeeper of Debaozhai became more and more thought that he had met a slut, so he said coldly: "Brother, you are not overdoing it but wanting to blackmail. Don't you see this is the era? You still have the same trick as before. If you don't say anything else, the police station is only two hundred meters away from here. It takes me a call to the police to come in less than two minutes."

Wang Zan smiled and said nothing.

The shopkeeper continued, "If you say that the officials are not afraid of the sutra, then I'm sorry. We have friends in the land. Brother, don't inquire. Debaozhai has been rooted in this street for many years. It was a few decades ago when the life was in chaos. It was even more impossible now. I would like to advise you to turn around and leave with your broken scissors. If it's too late, you may not be able to leave even if you want to."

Wang Zan shook his head, reached out and knocked on Wang Mazi scissors on the counter, and said word by word: "Shopkeeper, I didn't joke with you. I really came out of this object, and it's quite valuable. I'm not saying you can't decide, but your vision has not reached this point. Why... let's change your shop owner?"

"Pa" the shopkeeper slapped the counter with anger, pointed at Wang Zan and said, "Young man, you are really ungrateful..."

While the yelling here, the three friends behind temporarily put down the reception guests and surrounded Wang Zan from the side.

At the same time, three people walked down from Debaozhai. The two behind were old men, both in their sixties. There was a pretty young woman in front, wearing a white gauze skirt, her hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, and she was walking down the stairs. Then she saw the scene of Wang Zan and the shopkeeper.

An old man in Zhongshan suit looked here without any reaction, and the other person next to him frowned, with a little unkind expression.

Debaozhai has been doing so for decades, and hasn't been so chaotic, but he was actually blackmailed by a gangster?

Wang Zan tapped his fingers and saw it, slowly said to the shopkeeper who was already obviously anxious: "In addition to the scissors I want to give you Debaozhai, I also have to offer one more sentence... Iron mouth determines life and death, God determines the universe, and predicts the affairs after my death..."

Wang Zan paused and did not continue to say it, but instead explained to the other party: "You hand over this sentence and this Wang Mazi to your shopkeeper. I guess he should be able to understand what's going on."

"If you don't go out, I can only ask you to go out!" The shopkeeper turned a deaf ear to his words and ordered the three friends behind him: "Pull the person out. If he doesn't leave, call the police. I don't believe it anymore, he can knock on our heads."

At the same time, the three people who came down from the building had just walked to the door. The two old men in the grade were all stunned when they heard Wang Zan's words. The two turned their heads in shock at the same time, and then looked at him in surprise.

Especially the old man in Zhongshan suit, he stared at Wang Zan's face carefully for several times, and then a sudden expression appeared on his face.

The woman in a white gauze dress in front saw the strange appearance of the two people, raised her slender eyebrows, and then said softly: "Why, Mr. Li seems to think it is that person?"

The old man in Zhongshan suit didn't say anything, and walked behind Wang Zan with his hands behind his back.

Wang Zan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Shopkeeper, I advise you to say what I just said to your boss. If you missed it, he would not know it in the future. I am afraid he would not give you any good face."

The shopkeeper of Debaozhai said angrily: "Do you really don't cry if you don't see the coffin? What are you three looking at? Why don't you drive people out quickly?"

The three guys stepped forward and squeezed Wang Zan into the middle and said, "Sir, don't make trouble here, why don't we call the police?"

"Sure, if you don't accept this pair of scissors, I'll send it out in another place. There are not only Debaozhai shops on this street, but you can still choose a few or two of them..." Wang Zan was also out of patience to argue with the other party here. Since Debaozhai was not successful, then I'll walk down, or ask him Uncle Lin to introduce another one.

Wang Zan still doesn't believe it. Although the knife-maker has disappeared in the past ten years, can no one know the goods?

Before Wang Zan could take back the scissors, a man suddenly squeezed over from behind him, and reached out and slapped it on it with a "slap".

An old man in Zhongshan suit said with a smile: "Young man, they don't want these scissors. Do you think I can do it? You can get the price, I'll listen, or you don't need money. There are also many old items in my house. You can go with me and take a look. If you like it, you can pick it away."

The shopkeeper of Debaozhai was stunned and asked in confusion: "Master Li, you are..."

The old man waved his hand and told him not to speak. He stared at Wang Zan and said, "Brother, let's go with me? Our house is not far away. Just turn right in front of him."
Chapter completed!