Lin Qingqing went to the investigation department and waited until Zhou Rufang finished reporting the list of people who knelt at the door of the Sky Eagle Guard that day before leaving with a copied list.

The Investigation Department is really going to be busy now.

On the way to the troops, she specifically asked Chen Jie to turn onto Shuangqing Road, and the other cars took another road, and finally met at the end of Shuangqing Road.

She went to Aunt Lin's pancake stall to buy some pancakes. Wenwen and Beibei liked to eat them.

Second Aunt closed her stall and took the food away, but there was nothing freshly cooked to eat.

Shuangqing Road is only seven or eight minutes' drive from the Sky Eagle Guards. There is a large supply and marketing center next to it. People from nearby villages and towns who want to buy things will pass by here.

As long as there is enough traffic, there will be no problem selling sesame cakes.

Before, when Lin's mother and second aunt Lin first started to set up a pancake stall, they also went to a place near the city to set up a stall. The products they sold were not bad, but it was far from home.

It takes an hour and a half to push the pancake cart here every day.

The distance to Shuangqing Road is just right. Lin Ergu can handle the sale of more than a thousand pancakes a day by herself.

Go away after it’s sold out.

This is the amount set by Xiaomei, she doesn’t want her second aunt to be too tired.

The car drove for more than ten minutes and entered the busy section of Shuangqing Road. Various stalls were placed on the left side of the road, of which vegetable stalls were the most, followed by snack stalls, daily necessities stalls, and occasionally a few selling clothes.

The sounds of stall owners shouting, customers bargaining, greetings... are endless.

The streets are much more lively than before.

There are many dual-income families in Kyoto, and each family has plenty of money. Spending some money on free snacks is the fastest way to improve their living conditions.

On the way home after work, I could buy some meat to satisfy my hunger or some food to entertain the kids, and it wouldn’t cost me a dollar.

It was past three in the afternoon and almost time to cook. Lin Qingqing saw some people going home with vegetable baskets in their hands.

It seems that the stalls here have changed the purchasing habits of nearby residents.

People passing by saw Lin Qingqing's special car and knew that this was an important person, so they immediately walked to the side of the road.

"Number sixty-two."

Lin Qingqing told her second aunt's stall number.

After Kyoto's economy was liberalized, ordinary people were allowed to set up stalls legally and in compliance with regulations, with stalls being marked out in spacious areas on each street.

The individual economy had just started to take off, and the policies from above were quite relaxed. If you wanted to set up a stall, you just had to pay a stall fee every month, which was 50 cents per stall.

The car drove forward for a while and slowly slowed down.

Qi Nan's voice rang out: "Marshal, I see Director Li arguing with someone near stall number 62."

Lin Qingqing opened her eyes and looked forward through the front window.

Xiaomei glared at a young man with a wicked smile, her face flushed. Aunt Lin and Sister Xiuhong's mother-in-law were holding Xiaomei on each side. A few people stood on both sides of the street to watch, but no one got too close.

The vendors around were busy with their work as if they didn't notice.

"I'm telling you, my brother-in-law is in the marketing department. If you want to set up a stall in Kyoto, give it to me. Don't be so ungrateful."

Feng Xian threatened nonchalantly

His aunt took a fancy to this stall, which also makes pancakes.

This stall sells so many sesame cakes that if his aunt comes over, this person will have to squeeze out.

The two young men following Feng Xian smiled grimly.

He showed Feng Xianzhan his strength: "Little girl, while I, Feng Ge, still have the patience to talk to you, do whatever you want. In this world, you can only listen to me, Feng Ge. Haven't you seen what the other stall owners are like?"

"Yes, it's a shame that you can still stand and talk to me, Brother Feng, now. I'm afraid you'll have to kneel down to talk to me in a while."

The two young men acted like they were insignificant people. Although what they said was not very unpleasant, the way they looked at Xiaomei was so obscene that it was disgusting.

Xiaomei looked at the two of them with disgust, thinking they were dirty.

Feng Xian relied on his brother-in-law who was the director of a department in the marketing department to eat and drink for free in this area, and even collected protection fees from these stall owners from time to time.

If she hadn't revealed her identity, lest the people say that the Sky Eagle Guards were bullying the people, she would have already sent this man to the Public Security Bureau and locked him up.

"I told you that this stall is not open. If you ask someone to come to my mother's stall again, I won't talk to her like I did today."

"Yo~ I'm giving you face!"

Feng Xian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I want to see what you look like when you don't speak in a loud voice."

"Drive through."

Lin Qingqing uttered three words in a light tone.

Chen Jie increased the speed and drove forward.

The car arrived near stall number 60 in a blink of an eye.

The crowd immediately stepped aside.

Even the street vendors moved their stalls back for fear that they would scratch the black cars.