The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 69
"Congratulations, Boss Feng, congratulations."

"Boss Feng, the business is booming and the wealth is abundant."

"Boss Feng will take care of you in the future."

……

In Yangliu Lane, Feng's Pharmacy finally opened.

The opening date of the medicine shop is a few days later than Feng Ji's [Strong Martial Arts Club].

The main reason is that it took a lot of time to ask the doctor to attend the consultation.

The Feng family moved to Tianjin. Some doctors in Qingyuan County were old and hard to leave their homeland, so they didn't come with them.

Only Fang Tonghai came here with his apprentices, but Fang Tonghai alone was not enough, so the Feng family found some doctors in the local area.

As for the medicinal materials and manpower, there is nothing wrong with it. All the apprentices brought out by Uncle Gui followed.

The medicinal materials are also shipped from Shandong, and there are quite a lot of them in stock.

Feng Changren exchanged pleasantries with the people who came to congratulate him, and there were also many patients lining up in a long queue outside.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ji nodded slightly. With the opening of the pharmacy, the main business of the Feng family has begun.

Grain stores and rice stores are also going to open, but it's not like it was in Qingyuan County at the moment.

In Qingyuan County, the Feng family has hundreds of hectares of fertile land, so they can naturally afford to open a grain store.

In Tianjin, they don't have good land to farm, so it's hard to open a grain store.

But Feng Ji still plans to open a grain store, even if there is no land, the Feng family can still go to collect grain.

In troubled times, food is more precious than anything else and must be hoarded.

I will also need these things to form soldiers and horses in the future.

"Come on a little at a time. Fortunately, there are people at hand. It shouldn't be difficult to return to the old business."

Feng Ji muttered in his heart.

After a while, Feng Changren finished the greetings and came to the counter.

Feng Ji poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Father, drink tea."

Feng Changren wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Oh, it's been a long time since I took over these things personally, I'm really unfamiliar, I'm sweating, I'm old."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You are lacking in exercise, how about boxing with me to ensure your longevity."

Feng Changren laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "It's rare to live at seventy, and I don't dare to expect to be a hundred years old."

Having said that, he took a sip of his tea: "Oh, by the way, your matter of donating an official has begun to take shape."

When Feng Ji heard the words, he immediately showed joy, and asked, "How do you say?"

"I invited He Sheng'an several times, and handed over nearly 300 taels of silver back and forth, before he let go and promised to help us find Hu Xunfen."

"Are you sure?" Feng Ji asked.

Feng Changren said with a smile: "Originally, if you want to donate a real shortage, you are not sure at all, but if you want to donate a false title, there is no problem, and you still want to donate a military officer, and the price is not outrageous. The guerrilla general is about 500 taels. The position is from the third rank, and the battalion is divided."

Feng Ji silently calculated that the guerrilla general is almost similar to the battalion commander and regimental commander of later generations.

There is no fixed number of the first battalion in the Qing Dynasty. It is generally 500 people, but there are also 200 to 300 people, or thousands of people, depending on the situation.

However, Feng Ji was only a false title, so the government naturally had no soldiers to bring him.

Feng Ji asked, "How soon can I come down?"

"When the money is in place, it will be soon. Don't worry, I will urge him in the past two days."

Feng Ji nodded, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard noises coming from outside the counter.

"Damn, how the hell do you see a doctor? Will you see a doctor?"

"Fuck, my elder brother passed out after being pierced by you, what should I say about this?"

"Where's the boss? Where's the pharmacy boss? Damn it, come out!"

"Fathers and elders, take a look. This is a fucking quack doctor. My elder brother sprained his waist in the morning. Come here to take a look. They actually stabbed my elder brother to death."

……

Feng Changren and Feng Ji looked at each other, stood up immediately, and the father and son walked out.

However, a large group of people had already gathered outside, five or six big men surrounded Fang Tonghai and his apprentices, and Uncle He was anxiously persuading him.

Lying on the ground was a skinny man with a bluish face lying on the ground.

Those companions cursed fiercely, and even grabbed the guy by the neck, as if they were about to strike.

Feng Ji couldn't help frowning, looked at Feng Changren, and asked, "Isn't this the site of the Iron Sword Society? Didn't Qin Guangyi say hello?"

Feng Changren also frowned: "I'll go ask what's going on."

He hurried over and shouted: "Everyone, I'm the boss here, if you have something to say, let go of me first, he's still a child."

When Feng Changren came out, the others immediately looked over and stepped aside one after another.

Uncle He also came over quickly, and said in a low voice, "Master, these people are not kind."

Feng Changren nodded slightly, looked at the big man in the lead, and said with a smile: "What's the name of this brother?"

The big man in the head bared his teeth and said irritably, "You are the fucking boss? I've heard of 'money leopard' Hu Jin?"

Feng Changren smiled apologetically, "It turns out to be Hero Hu, who I have admired for a long time."

"Stop fucking nonsense, let me ask you, my elder brother is picking up medicine and seeing a doctor at your place, and now you see him like this, what do you say?"

Hu Jin pointed at the thin man lying on the ground.

Feng Changren looked at Fang Tonghai, and Fang Tonghai hurriedly said: "Master, this person has been taking drugs for a long time, and he looked like this when he came here."

Feng Changren's expression darkened immediately, he looked at Hu Jin, and said, "Hero Hu, does your elder brother take drugs?"

Hu Jin scolded: "So what if you smoke it? Anyway, my elder brother is gone with you. If I don't give an explanation today, I will smash your shop. Believe it or not?"

"Small it! Damn it, what, did you invite the God of Wealth? Open a store in Yangliu Lane?"

"Damn it, you don't even worship the pier, there are no rules, it's smashed!"

"Brother Jin, what are you talking about with them?"

A few people behind Hu Jin started cursing, and the customers around were already scared out of the pharmacy, but they couldn't help being curious, and they all stood outside the door to watch this scene.

Discussions continued to come, and there seemed to be more and more onlookers.

Some people seemed to recognize Hu Jin and the others, and they discussed in low voices.

"Hey, isn't this the walking boss Hu? Why did this pharmacy mess with him?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid this pharmacy opened without saying hello to Boss Hu."

"The owner of the pharmacy is confused. How can he not say hello to these pot gangs when he opens a shop in Jinmen?"

"It's exciting today. This Boss Hu is a ruthless person. The last time Zhouji Restaurant opened, the owner relied on being a disciple of Liu Jiaquan and opened the shop without saying hello. The shop was smashed that day."

"Let's see, if this matter is not resolved today, this pharmacy may go bankrupt."

……

Feng Ji frowned slightly as he listened to the outsiders' discussion. Sure enough, this group of people were also members of the underworld.

Could it be that Qin Guangyi took the money and did nothing?
He walked up to Uncle He and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you go to the Iron Knife Society?"

Uncle He sighed: "I have looked for it, but their people are perfunctory and never come."

Here Feng Changren also pulled his face down, and said in a deep voice: "Boss Hu, we also invited the God of Wealth, but the leader of the Iron Knife Hui Qin sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, do you see?"

"Damn, what are iron knives? You use them to suppress me? Do you know who I am? I belong to the Sanqing Gang!"

"You fucking go out to inquire, will our Sanqing Gang be afraid of the Iron Sword Society?"

"Damn it, you invite the God of Wealth from the Iron Knife Society. I don't know if you invite the God of Wealth from the Sanqing Gang, is it because you look down on our Sanqing Gang?"

Rao is Feng Changren, who is deep in the city. At this time, he is being slapped all over the place, and his heart is also furious.

There are too many gangs in this Jinmen pot gang, and in the territory of the Iron Knife Society, there are actually other gangs collecting protection fees.

Could this iron knife eat shit?

After collecting the money, you can't even keep the merchants on your own site?
He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss Hu, the shop is newly opened, raise your hand..."

"Fuck you, what are you? I want to raise my hand for you? Let me ask again, how can my elder brother solve this problem?"

"You fucking think it through before you speak. If you can't say it, I will smash your shop!"

Hu Jin became more and more arrogant and domineering, with a sneer on his face, as if he had decided to eat this outsider.

Originally, Feng Ji wanted his father to solve the business matter.

But seeing this scene, he knew that Feng Changren couldn't hold back anymore.

He patted Feng Changren on the shoulder and said, "Father, let me come."

Feng Changren glanced at Feng Ji, he was inexplicably relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.

Only now did he realize that, unconsciously, his son had grown to the point where he could shelter the Feng family from wind and rain.

But when he thought about what his son had done in Qingyuan County, he couldn't help reminding: "Ji'er, don't make a fuss, this is Jinmen after all."

Feng Ji smiled slightly, patted Feng Changren on the shoulder, and turned to look at Hu Jin.

Hu Jin scolded: "Which fucking onion are you?"

Feng Ji walked towards him slowly, without speaking.

Hu Jin opened his mouth and scolded again: "Damn you, the old one pretended to be dead, and let the young one come out to help? I smashed your shop, believe it or not—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly his eyes blurred, and Feng Ji's big hand had already grabbed his chin.

Without any effort, Hu Jin had already let out a scream.

Click!

Hu Jin's jaw was directly crushed, followed by Feng Ji grabbed his rattail and pulled it down easily!
Immediately, Hu Jin tightened his scalp, screamed and wailed, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Feng Ji looked at Hu Jin whose face was distorted by the pain, and said calmly: "Is it the Sanqing Gang? Who is your boss?"

(End of this chapter)