Gou asks for longevity in another world

Chapter 12 It wasn't me who was wrong, it was the world!
I don't know what day it is today, it's very lively.

Not long after Zhou Hui left, the person in charge of collecting the extra money from Shuangdaomen came to the door.

According to the usual practice, Gu Changsheng paid a whole [-] kuai before sending these gangsters away.

The entire south of Yuzhou City is the territory of Shuangdaomen.

The regular money has to be paid every month, and it is impossible not to pay.

It seems that everyone is used to it, as if it is a convention.

Not just gang money, but also government taxes.

This is not a small amount of money. For a person like Gu Changsheng who has his own shop, it costs almost four or five taels of silver every year.

Just got stuck on the bottom line.

The rest of the money can only solve the food and clothing on weekdays, and there is a little spare money that can be used for disposal.

Really in the world, who doesn't live like a leek.

The people from Shuangdaomen had already left at this time, and went to another house.

Gu Changsheng silently made a note for them in his heart.

In the words of a certain king, the double-knife gate, this is the way to die!

After ten years... the gang seems to have second-rate warriors in charge...

Then 30 years later, 50 years later, 80 years later, 100 years later!

He didn't believe that he couldn't avenge today's revenge.

Even if the corpses were dug out again, the earthworms would stand up and split them in half, and then they would drink and dance disco on other people's graves in the middle of the night!

Anyway, Gu Changsheng had already memorized the Double Knife Gate.

Pulled into your own "small list".

I really don't know what it means: rather bully the pulsatilla, don't bully the young and poor!
I'm so poor and you still want to cut my leeks!

You even snatch beggars, this is not a human being!
After collecting the few stores at the end of the street, the guys from Shuangdaomen who came to collect the extra money wandered back with a full load of odds and ends in their hands.

Even passing dogs have to be slapped twice!

The neighbors next to the bookstore finally dared to come out at this time, gathered outside, and said a few words to each other with sad faces.

Next to a bookstore, there are several shops that are always open.

Wuji Cooking Cake, Zhang's Cloth Shop, Liu's Tofu, and Liu's Paper Man...

"Hey, it's hard to do business now, and I can't afford to pay the monthly bill!"

Wu Dalang, the owner of Wuji Cake Shop, said with a sad face.

He is a relatively honest and honest-looking person, with a relatively short and fat body, dark skin, and always has a kind face when talking to people.

The first time Gu Changsheng knew that his neighbor was Wu Dalang, he almost couldn't hold back his breath.

Afterwards, I realized that this Wu Dalang was really just Wu Dalang, who ranked first in the family, so he was called this ghost name.

There are Wu Erlang and Wu Sanlang behind, but there is no Wu Song who killed the tiger with three punches on Jingyanggang.

There is a wife, but she is not beautiful, and her appearance can only be said to be very ordinary, so-so, and there is no Ximenqing in Yuzhou City!

"That's right, if my family doesn't open a shop, they still charge me a hundred bucks!"

Someone echoed and complained cautiously.

Two hundred to open a store, and one hundred if not to open a store. Anyway, this kind of money must be paid.

It also engages in differential treatment and precise harvesting.

Show!
Everyone said a few words, all with distressed faces.

But there is no way, life will always go on.

This is the way of the world, and Shengdou Xiaomin can only go with the flow.

At most, when he was free, he looked at the hot sun in the sky, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a torn rag, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and cursed a few words in his heart.

But who cares?
Help the world?

wrong!
Only by being good to oneself is the way to behave in the world.

But Gu Changsheng still wanted to say that it was really not him who was wrong, but this world!

Therefore, the truth also!
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Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, who is a serious person who still codes?

Anyway, I don't code anymore!

This chapter is very short, but I should be able to read it barely...?
Fellow Daoists, Happy Chinese New Year, Prosperity in Immortal Dao!

(End of this chapter)