Chu Ming and the others had analyzed it before. Although Yu Niang's identity could not be determined, she did not seem to have any ill intentions towards Chu Ming, at least she would not endanger his life.
And it is impossible for Yu Niang to stay by Chu Ming's side, because she just doesn't know when she will leave.
Night, Chu Family Restaurant.
"Sir, do we need to take down the Salt Gang now?"
Regarding Tu Fengsan's proposal, Chu Ming made a negative choice after thinking about it.
"The Salt Gang is now the focus of attention from all parties. If we choose to intervene at this time, our existence may be exposed accidentally. We still wait for a suitable time to take control of the Salt Gang."
"What the young master is saying is that my subordinates are a little impatient and have not thought carefully enough. In fact, the Salt Gang is all there. As our strength further grows, it depends on our choice when to take it."
Seeing that Tu Fengsan had understood his intention, Chu Ming also nodded frequently and chose not to touch the Salt Gang for the time being. In fact, there was a helpless practical reason.
He currently has no suitable candidates under his command. Cao Zhengchun and Six Swordsmen are running the Palace of Hell, and now is the time when Palace of Hell is at its peak, so there is no reason to weaken its strength. After all, Palace of Hell is the foundation for the development of Chu Ming's power.
Tu Fengsan needs to be based in Hedong County, where there is also the mysterious organization behind the "Black Clothes Sect" and "Madam".
Although they are not a threat to him yet, they cannot take it lightly.
The two elders Xuanming and Ming are very competent as "thugs", but it is a bit reluctant to let them take charge of the Salt Gang.
Mu Wanqing had better stay by her side.
After sorting through everyone, Chu Ming found that there were still too few talents under his command.
Fortunately, it's time to draw system characters again. I hope I can be lucky this time and draw a combination like Six Sword Slaves.
"It's hard for a good woman to make a meal without rice." Without the guarantee of talents, many of his subsequent plans would not be implemented.
Just when Chu Ming was worried about the lack of manpower, he was also listening to reports from his subordinates at the Sixth Prince's Mansion in the capital.
"That is to say, until now you have not been able to find out the origin of the Palace of Hell."
Although the sixth prince's words were calm, the people present felt a chill to their bones. The subordinates in charge of intelligence knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads to look at the sixth prince.
"Have you found out who commissioned the Palace of Hell to assassinate Wu Fatian?"
"No,,,,,no."
"Ha ha ha ha·······"
A burst of cold laughter echoed in the hall. Seeing the sixth prince's crazy performance, the man in black kneeling on the ground began to tremble all over.
"Someone, drag this piece of trash out, chop it into pieces, and feed it to the dogs."
"Master, have mercy on me. For the sake of following you for so many years, please spare me."
The two strong men ignored the wailing of the man in black and dragged him out of the hall.
The other guests in the seat looked at the Sixth Prince with fearful eyes.
This is not a benevolent "lord", but a moody "tyrant".
No matter what achievements you have made in the past, as long as you do something that is not in line with his wishes, the man in black who was just dragged out will serve as a lesson to everyone here.
Due to the influence of the "Wu Fatian" incident, both the public opinion and the direction of the government are very unfavorable to the Sixth Prince.
This also caused him to be in a state of violence at any time.
"A small political force can't find any roots. This is either the third brother or the eighth brother who is supporting it behind the scenes."
His words attracted unanimous approval from the guests. Although the sixth prince had a bad temper and a ruthless personality, he was indeed extremely smart.
And he knows how to disguise himself. He is like a hidden poisonous snake, which can always give you a fatal blow at the critical moment.
"These two good brothers of mine!"
"Let me keep an eye on Qinghe County and the Salt Gang. I don't believe that my two brothers will give up this opportunity.
I don’t want to hear that useless answer just now. Do you understand? "
"My subordinate understands."
All the diners stood up in a hurry to respond to the Sixth Prince. Although some regretted choosing such a cruel lord, there was nothing they could do.
If they choose to "jump ship" now, an even more tragic ending will await them, and their families and friends will also be affected.
Over the years, they have seen many similar examples.
Chu Ming looked at He Jian in front of him speechlessly. For some reason, he always liked to come to Chu Ming's public room to chat.
He Jian complained while drinking tea, "You don't have to complain for those bastards. They really lack training now, and their overall level is much lower than Wangtou's team."
Chu Ming couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, "When did I complain for them? I haven't said a word yet."
"You scholars can't understand the suffering of us low-level warriors! Do you know why brothers don't work hard? Because hard work is useless!"
"What you drank was my three taels of silver and one tael of 'Fog Top Truffle', not your usual bad wine."
He Jian put down the teapot in his hand with some embarrassment and said sarcastically, "Are you usually such a stingy person?"
Chu Ming grabbed the teapot and responded angrily, "I'm being generous, but you can't 'fill' it into the teapot!
"You literati are trouble! Where were we talking?"
"Brothers, your efforts are useless!"
"We low-level warriors have only reached the ninth level of physical training. The innate mental skills are all in the hands of the sect and major families. We have no hope of becoming innate warriors."
Chu Ming looked at the pained expression on He Jian's face and had to admire his superb acting skills. He was a complete performing artist!
"Your majestic black-clothed sect disciple still lacks skills, and besides, you are a master warrior yourself!"
Although he kept complaining about He Jian in his heart, Chu Ming still comforted him on the surface, "Why don't you become my teacher and I'll teach you how to learn literature?"
He Jian looked at him dumbfounded, "Are you trying to take advantage of me?"
"Since the path of a warrior is difficult, I might as well give up martial arts and follow literature."
He Jian was sure that Chu Ming was getting pedantic again. At this time, no reason could make sense to him, so he hurriedly excused himself to something and escaped in a panic.
Chu Ming's ears were finally clear.
Every winter, a porridge shack is set up outside the Chu Family Restaurant, and many homeless poor people rely on a mouthful of hot porridge to survive the difficult winter.
Chu's Restaurant has also been called "countless people" in recent years.
Everyone who sees Chu Ming will sincerely greet "Hello, Master Chu!"
Chu Ming responded to everyone with a smile.
"Uncle Fu, the New Year is coming soon. Let's steam some buns for them these days."
"The young master has a kind heart and will be blessed with good fortune in the future!"
"When did Uncle Fu learn this set of auspicious words?"
"Old slave, this is what I say from the bottom of my heart!"
Chu Ming handed the package on his back to Uncle Fu.
"Here are two hundred taels of silver. Let's use it as expenses for this winter."
"Where did the young master get so much money?"
As a loyal servant of the Chu family, Uncle Fu was very worried that Chu Ming would make a mistake.
"Don't worry, this is what I got from doing business with my friends in the county. It has nothing to do with the Yamen. You have to keep it a secret for me."
"Young Madam, don't you know about this?"
Uncle Fu misunderstood Chu Ming's meaning and simply made a mistake. Chu Ming nodded gently.
"Don't worry, young master, I know what to do."
The next day, the door of Chu Ming's room was opened first, and a gust of cold wind made him shrink his neck subconsciously. All of this was seen by He Jian who pushed the door in.
"You scholars are so squeamish, you can't stand the cold wind."
"No one can compare to your rough skin and thick flesh."
Chu Ming hurriedly closed the door in dissatisfaction. While eating the meat buns in his hand, He Jian asked, "Does this bun look familiar? These are the meat buns from your Chu Family Restaurant."
"You are really good at it. Why are you fighting with those poor homeless people?"
He Jian looked at Chu Ming curiously.
"I never realized that you are still a rich man and you are giving out free meat buns!"
"My Chu family has lived here for generations, and we are all fellow villagers. If we can help, of course we will."
Chu Ming saw the disapproving look in He Jian's eyes and knew that he could not understand the hardships of ordinary people at all, so he simply stopped talking.
Li Dashan's secret room.
"Recently, our people felt some kind of unusual movement in the hinterland of the Gushe Mountains. They were unable to go and check it out due to their strength."
"Uncle, is it possible that this is what we are looking for?"
He Jian was very excited when he heard the news about Li Dafu. He had been in this barren land for more than ten years, and he really didn't want to waste any more time.
"It's hard to say now, but it will definitely attract the attention of warriors from all sides. You must be more careful with your actions."
"If it is really what we are looking for, we can't keep it with our current strength, right?"
Li Dafu glanced at He Jian contemptuously.
"Why should we fight for it? If it is really what we are looking for, who dares to rob our Black Clothes Sect's items? Even if he does get it, it will not be a blessing, but a disaster for the family."
"Uncle is wise!"
"You are still too young. It is always good to have more experience."
Li Dafu also discovered He Jian's thoughts and deliberately reminded him.
In fact, he himself didn't want to stay in this barren land, but what could he do?
In the blink of an eye, the New Year is here, and Yu Niang rarely leaves the courtyard and comes to the restaurant to celebrate the New Year with Uncle Fu.
After everyone had the reunion dinner, Yu Niang returned home. Everyone was already used to her cold temperament.
After Chu Ming sent her home, he returned to the restaurant and stayed with everyone.
"Xiaotie, Happy New Year!"
"Master, Happy New Year!"
"Xiaotie, do I have a gift like a New Year's gift package?"
