The quarrels in the circle became louder and louder. Hu Pingtao didn't have time to think too much, revealed his identity and shouted: "I am a policeman, please give way."

I finally squeezed in.

Seeing him and Wang Gui appear in uniform, a middle-aged woman wearing large shorts in the venue seemed to have seen a savior. She hurriedly came over and pointed at the middle-aged man opposite: "You are finally here. It's him.

, he is a liar!”

Hu Pingtao took out his notebook and asked calmly: "What happened?"

He has seen many similar situations. In the area around the Workers' Cultural Palace, especially the Textile Square, people often call the police at night. Either there are quarrels between old people dancing in the square and roller skating operators over the venue, or people walking their children complain about dog walkers.

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What’s even weirder is that someone was flying a kite in the middle of the night. In order to facilitate identification, a simple lamp was specially installed on the kite, the kind that uses a small battery, and flashes the light at high altitude. As a result, someone called to complain: they said they had discovered it.

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The flying object was said to have a nose and eyes, and he was very excited on the phone. He even claimed that he had taken the photo with his mobile phone. Even if this was not an alien attack on the earth, it must be an alien life form lurking somewhere that is observing humans, and

It's still close range.

Some people were very vigilant and said they had discovered "criminals suspected of sabotage, or enemy agents using special methods to deliver information."

Some people are even more outrageous, saying that they were observing the stars at night and found that the stars have shifted, predicting that a major catastrophic event will occur in the near future, and repeatedly warned on the phone: "Relevant departments of your government must be mentally prepared and never allow people's lives and property to be harmed."

loss."

This is not a joke, it is a real thing that has happened.

"There's something wrong with the lemon tea he sells." The middle-aged woman stretched out her thick arms and pointed her carrot-like hands at the middle-aged male stall owner who was standing among the piles of stalls.

These words made the male stall owner completely angry. He opened his mouth and cursed without thinking: "I think there is something wrong with your brain. Did you go out without taking medicine, or did you go out after taking medicine? Anyway, you have terminal brain cancer and you can't take it."

Taking medicine is the same."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Let's just talk about you, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged woman became anxious and turned to Hu Pingtao: "Comrade policeman, you heard that he scolded me."

This is a hot public area with many people around. As the argument between the two escalated, more and more onlookers gathered. Hu Pingtao found it very difficult and had to follow the procedure. He turned to the male stall owner: "Okay, there are less

Say a few words. Take out your ID cards and I'll register them with you."

The name on the man's ID card was Su Li. After registering, Hu Pingtao returned the ID to the other party. He looked at the "GAC Trumpchi" parked behind Su Li with its trunk open, and then at a series of cars parked next to it.

Cold drink tool, said quite unexpectedly: "This equipment of yours is okay!"

Since the second half of last year, the two hottest things in the catering industry have been live streaming and stall setting up.

Nowadays, many places have different economic policies for night markets. They are mainly to stimulate consumption and also facilitate urban management. Street stalls, which were once painful and tiring, have now become a new way of socializing for young people.

The "trunk market" has attracted much attention. On the online social platform, someone showed off the results of setting up a stall based on his private car - up to 50,000 yuan.

With success, there will naturally be no shortage of followers.

Some people want to make money, and some are playing with feelings. An old and old three-wheeled motorcycle has been personalized and transformed into an Internet celebrity drink cart. An extension bracket is installed, a red and black checkered tablecloth is laid out, and a hand-painted cup is added. Just write a few lines of poetry to suit the occasion, bring lemons, syrup and a bucket of ice, and you're ready for business.

There is no threshold for these operations. Anyone can do it at a glance. It is full of personality and full of literary and artistic style. When it appears on a hot summer night, watching others shouting and making money on the street, more and more people feel greedy.

Being a police officer is not as easy as it seems on the surface. In addition to going to and from get off work normally, you also have to study sociology and various details arising from the changes of the times.

Hu Pingtao is very interested in the "trunk economy". He is very familiar with the Binhai police. Wang Yongjiang and Cao Yong often call to greet them, and they talked about various topics about the new night market economy during the chat.

There have been several cases in Binhai, all related to the trunk economy. They mainly involve counterfeit high-end clothing and shoes, as well as various luxury accessories. In the information Wang Yongjiang passed to Hu Pingtao, the items seized include bags , belts, watches, and even life-size dolls.

A pair of "Nike" shoes, even if discounted in specialty stores, costs RMB 300 to RMB 500 a pair. At the "trunk stall", you can easily buy new models just released on the official website for 80 yuan.

Do you want a new limited edition bag from "Louis Vuitton"? Are you worried that the imitations purchased online by Youbao and Goudong are shoddy? It doesn't matter, I have everything you want here, pick whatever you want. .Two hundred apiece, no bargaining, comes with special anti-counterfeiting labels for brand new luxury jewelry, and a special leather cleaning agent.

It is true that not all people who drive private cars to do night market business are scammers. Hu Pingtao once saw a young car owner whose trunk was filled with homemade red wine. He bought two boxes and the wine tasted very good, even better than the wine in the store. The branded goods there are even better.

On a breezy summer night, a row of private cars with their trunks open parked along the street. The car owners set up tents, set up stalls, put up small horse stalls, and decorated them with small warm-colored light bulbs and artistic signboards. Just looking at the sub-picture makes me feel comfortable.

Hu Pingtao had seen Su Li's set of cold drink tools on the Internet. To buy a complete set would cost at least 20,000 yuan. It was a truly high-end product.

Hearing these words, Su Li's vigilant face began to relax, and he smiled: "You know what's good."

Hu Pingtao smiled and asked: "What do you sell here? Coffee or cold drinks?"

"Lemon tea, iced coffee and ice cream." Su Li turned sideways and let out a sign that had been hidden behind him. It still had a strong hand-painted literary style, and it was obvious that he was quite skilled in this aspect.

Hu Pingtao was not busy understanding what happened. He asked seriously: "How much can you earn in a month by doing this?"

Everyone has to be curious, and cases have to be dealt with sooner or later. It only takes a few minutes to simply ask about the situation.

Su Li turned around and walked to the back of the stall, pointing to the juicing equipment and explaining: "This depends on time. I go out to set up the stall every night, and it usually only lasts about three hours, because there are fewer people after eleven o'clock. To make this, you must first beat the lemon, then add the tea soup, add syrup, icing, sealing, and take out the cup... I have practiced at home for a while, and I am relatively proficient in the operation. It takes at least one to two minutes to make a cup. Calculated, Even if you do it non-stop, the maximum you can drink in one night is about 120 cups."

Hu Pingtao asked with interest: "How much does a cup of lemon tea cost?"

Su Li said frankly: "Ten yuan. This price is not high. I basically know everyone who sells lemon tea at the car stalls in the city. Ten yuan is the base price, and there are also ones selling eleven and twelve. You will know after you understand it.

Yes, what I sell is really not expensive."

"If you pay ten yuan for a cup, you can sell it for one thousand and two thousand yuan a night." Hu Pingtao focused on the income: "Okay! In one month, it will be more than thirty thousand."

"That's not how the accounts are calculated." Su Li smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not possible to sell so much every night. And things like lemon tea require a sense of freshness. In fact, most of the people who come to buy cold drinks from me are young people.

It’s just a novelty and a taste. Of course, it’s not that there are no repeat customers, but it’s really very few.”

"In addition, we have to consider the weather. When it rains, we can't sell the stall. Anyway, it's impossible to sell more than 30,000 yuan in a month. Sometimes we don't even have 10,000 yuan. Take out the cost expenses, material fees, and gas money.

Something like that, the profits are really thin.”

Hu Pingtao's curiosity was basically satisfied. He asked seriously: "What happened today? Why did you quarrel?"

Su Li raised his finger and pointed at He Xiangmei, who was standing opposite: "At around eight o'clock, she came to me to buy lemon tea. I made a cup for her, and she drank almost half of it while standing opposite my stall, and suddenly came over,

They say my lemon tea is fake and insist on making me pay for it."

"I usually drive out to set up stalls, and I see all kinds of random people. Anyway, it's only ten yuan. Since you say so, I'll pay you the money and treat it as a free drink for you."

"Unexpectedly, she not only refused to leave after taking the money, but also said that she felt very uncomfortable. She insisted that there was something wrong with my lemon tea and asked me to send her to the hospital and compensate her for 5,000 yuan in mental damages.

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At this point, Su Li looked very angry: "This woman is obviously blackmailing me. Who will be in the way if I run my business properly? Even if I pay ten yuan for a cup of lemon tea, I want to make a fuss. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

No? I called the police because I got angry."

After listening to Su Li's narration, Hu Pingtao turned to He Xiangmei and asked seriously: "Why do you say the lemon tea he sells is fake?"

He Xiangmei's chubby round face looked a little nervous. She stared at Su Li and pointed to the signboard next to the stall: "I have seen the brand "Bad Lemon Tea" on the Internet. It was made by a crooked person. With him

It doesn't matter."

Hu Pingtao didn't understand the meaning of He Xiangmei's words for a while, and asked doubtfully: "...Is there anything wrong with this brand?"

He Xiangmei explained: "What he made is not a real lemon tea. It is just like a brand franchise. He must be authorized before he can use this sign."

After saying this, Hu Pingtao understood. He turned around and looked at Su Li with amusement. The latter was still full of anger and shouted at He Xiangmei: "You understand, I set up a stall here to make cold drinks.

Also, Beat Lemon Tea is not someone’s exclusive brand, and he has not registered this signboard. Anyone can use it, and this does not involve management rights, let alone franchising.”

"Also, open your eyes and take a good look. Is my sign the same as what you saw on the Internet?"

With that said, Su Li turned around and walked out from behind the stall, moving the hand-painted sign to the front.

"Bad Lemon Tea", he added a handle next to the word "Bao", which looks a bit strange, but no one will take this special word seriously, and the subconscious will understand it as a normal meaning.

He Xiangmei turned a blind eye to this and insisted: "Anyway, this is a fake product of yours. Now that I drank your tea, my stomach hurts all the time. You have to send me to the hospital."

"Get lost!" Su Li got angry because of her continuous troubles. He cursed without thinking: "If you go crazy and cause trouble, go find someone else. Don't delay my business."

People around were talking a lot.

"Is there something wrong with this woman's brain? At first I thought it was the cold drink stall owner who had a problem, but now it sounds like this woman's own understanding has gone wrong."

"I've heard of the brand of lemon tea, which is a very simple cold drink recipe, lemon and syrup. This woman also bought and drank them all, but then she turned around and said there was something wrong with what the boss was selling.

It’s obviously blackmail.”

"Could she be interested in the cold drink stall owner and deliberately want him to take responsibility... Hahahaha!"

"There are so many problems with drinking a cold drink...it's really..."

Hearing the comments from the surroundings, He Xiangmei's fat face turned red from suppressing it.

Suddenly, she pointed at Su Li and said: "The water you used to make cold drinks is not clean. Anyway, I always have a stomachache after drinking it. You... you have to pay for it."

Hu Pingtao couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He Xiangmei covered her stomach with her left hand: "...It just hurts."

Hu Pingtao asked seriously: "How about you go to the bathroom first and then come back to have a good talk?"

"I'm not going." He Xiangmei took a step back subconsciously, staring at Hu Pingtao with vigilant eyes: "What do you want to do? You have been leaning towards him since you came here... Do you know each other? I'll call you one, two, three later.

Four or five complaints were made against you for deliberately covering up."

Hu Pingtao is very patient: "That is your freedom and right. You are welcome to call at any time. If you are not satisfied with my mediation, you can also go to the external service window of the Municipal Public Security Bureau to apply for administrative review."

"But I have to say something up front: Malicious fraud is a crime. If someone sets up a stall to sell cold drinks, and you say his lemon tea is fake, you must have evidence!"

"Also, the judgment standards you just mentioned are the ones I saw on the Internet. I really can't comment on them. Because this is the jurisdiction of the industrial and commercial and food safety supervision departments. So I can't help with this matter.

You have to wait until work time tomorrow to find someone from the Food Supervision Department to solve the problem."

He Xiangmei frowned. She obviously did not expect such a result: "How can you police ignore it?"

Hu Pingtao did not get angry. He said calmly: "As long as you call 110 and call the police, no matter what happens, we will dispatch the police. But not everything can be solved after we arrive at the scene. For example, the dispute between you will be solved.

It falls under the scope of the Food Safety Supervision. I will record the problem now and you will sign it later, and then the case will be transferred to the Food Safety Supervision and they will take over the handling."
Chapter completed!