Chapter 11: The duty of a constable is to collect money
The early morning sun just appeared and began to slowly dispel the chill of the night.
Daning County Government Office.
Chu Ning entered the government office with his identity documents. After waiting for a quarter of an hour, he received the employment introduction document for constables from the clerk.
Then he rushed to the police station on another street without stopping.
The county government and the police station in the Liang Dynasty were separate. Unlike the ancient world, the constables worked in the government office and also protected the county magistrate.
In Daliang, where official positions are assigned based on strength, the county magistrate is the strongest warrior in the county and does not need protection.
If someone really dares to break into the government office and the county magistrate cannot subdue him, no matter how many detectives come, they will all be courting death.
"Are you Captain Chu's son, Chu Ning?"
In the police station, Chu Ning was met by a police chief who looked at him curiously for a while and said, "Yes, a good father will have a good son. Perform well. Lao Liao, there's a newcomer here. You take care of him."
Soon, Chu Ning was given a brand new uniform and put it on, then followed the old constable named Lao Liao out to patrol the streets.
"Chu Ning, right? Do you have any connections up there?" Old Liao asked with a smile as he walked out of the door.
"My father, Chu Ping, was the chief constable of Daning County."
"You are such a sly kid. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. This is especially true in our police station. Forget it. It doesn't matter if I don't tell you. Since Captain Zhao asked me to take you with him, I will explain some of the rules of our police station to you."
As for the rules of the police station, he also got a manual when he changed his uniform. There were some rules and regulations on it, but Chu Ning was very clear in his two lives that any department with law enforcement power had two sets of rules.
"Ten new constables come into our police station every year, but only two or three of them are alive and well without becoming disabled. Those disabled ones are all rookies. Since Captain Zhao asked me to take you with him, he wants me to tell you the rules of being a constable. As long as you follow the rules, you will be fine."
"Please give me some advice, Master Liao."
Chu Ning's attitude was very sincere. As Lao Liao walked away, he asked, "What do we constables do?"
"Catch the bandits and maintain law and order?"
"Remove the first sentence. Our duty is to maintain law and order and collect taxes. Don't get this wrong, or you'll die without knowing why."
If it were a newcomer, he might be confused. Isn't arresting bandits the same as maintaining public order? However, Chu Ning just thought about it and almost understood what Lao Liao meant.
"The purpose of maintaining public order is to punish those unscrupulous businessmen and unruly people who don't know what's good for them."
Chu Ning: “?”
"We are just a little stronger than ordinary people, and we have learned some basic martial arts. Those who can become bandits are all extremely vicious and powerful. We little detectives cannot deal with them."
"Thank you Master Liao for your guidance. I will keep it in mind."
"You are still young and have only studied in the academy for six months. Don't think about making achievements and becoming famous. If you stay stable for a dozen years, you will have a chance to break through to become a martial artist and a captain. Unlike the rest of us, we will only be constables in the end."
Lao Liao was talking and Chu Ning was listening carefully, and soon they arrived at a commercial street.
The vendors on the street greeted Lao Liao enthusiastically when they saw him.
"The wontons here are very good, come and try them."
The owner of the breakfast shop enthusiastically served wonton noodles to Lao Liao and Chu Ning. After the meal, Lao Liao threw four cents on the table and left.
Chu Ning noticed the boss's eyes. There was no dissatisfaction or resentment in his eyes. On the contrary, he watched the two of them leave with a smile on his face.
"As constables, our salary is not high, but the food and drink are still good. You can eat and take whatever you want from any merchant under your jurisdiction. I am considered lucky. This wonton noodle boss sells a bowl for five cents, and his capital is only two cents. Giving him four cents will not make a loss, so he will be happy."
Old Liao noticed Chu Ning's previous actions and explained.
"Master Liao is indeed a man of conscience."
Chu Ning's words were not meant to be flattering. Take his previous life as an example. How many powerful law enforcement departments ate up the businesses and enterprises below them? Let alone giving them capital, it was already very good that they didn't take anything from the car.
In the past, everyone was said to be equal, and this was the case, not to mention a feudal country like the Liang Dynasty.
Next, Lao Liao and Chu Ning began to provide protection to these merchants... and collect business taxes.
The amount of commercial tax collected from merchants with different business types is different. Even if the business is the same, the tax collected will be different depending on the scale and business performance.
"The butcher shop just now is backed by the Sanzhu Gang. The leader and two deputy leaders of the Sanzhu Gang are all martial artists. We, as a small detective, cannot afford to offend them. I charge 30% for other merchants, but I charge 20% for this one."
"If you want to collect more, the boss will give it to you, but you have to be careful that one day you might get beaten to a cripple by someone with a sack over your head while walking on the street. The higher-ups won't go to war with the mafia just for little detectives like us. If you get crippled, just consider it your bad luck."
"10% of the tax silver must be handed over to the police station, and the extra money goes into your own pocket. How much more you can collect depends on whether the area you are responsible for is lucrative. If you want to make money in an area with plenty of money, you have to bribe the higher-ups. Even though I have collected thirty taels in such a short time, fifteen taels of it was handed over, and the remaining ten taels were used for bribery. The only money I can really keep is five taels of silver."
Old Liao was indeed very considerate and told Chu Ning all the hidden rules of the entire police station.
"Oh, you are a stubborn person who keeps selling things here again."
When they reached the other exit of the street, Lao Liao suddenly drew the sword from his waist, and Chu Ning followed suit.
The two men surrounded a dark-skinned middle-aged vendor with ferocious looks.
There were several iron cages in front of the vendor, containing pheasants, hares, and some animals that Chu Ning didn't recognize.
"Master Liao, please bear with me. My wife gave birth to a big fat boy and is short of milk, so I am going to sell some game to the pharmacy to get some milk-boosting medicine."
The middle-aged man picked up the sack tied with a rope beside him and said, "There's a silver-backed pit viper in it. Mr. Liao, take it back and make soup with it."
Old Liao put away his sword and gave Chu Ning a look, and Chu Ning took the sack.
"You can only stay there for one hour. If you stay there for another quarter of an hour, you will stay in the cell with me for three days."
"Don't worry, I know the rules. Thank you, Mr. Liao."
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An hour later, Chu Ning was carrying two bags of cakes and a sack with his pockets full of melon seeds.
"Come on, I'll take you to the opera."
There was a light in Chu Ning's eyes. If this were the case, he wouldn't be sleepy anymore.
Then, he followed Lao Liao into the brothel and handed the things to the brothel's doorman for safekeeping.
Then, I listened to a play for an hour.
"Silly boy, the girls in the brothel have been busy all night and are busy catching up on sleep in the morning. If you want to see them, come in the evening."
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After leaving the brothel, Lao Liao joked with Chu Ning, and the two of them went to a restaurant to have lunch, and then went back to the brothel to listen to opera in the afternoon.
Until the sun set, when the brothel was becoming lively, Lao Liao and Chu Ning returned to the police station.
It's time to go back and change shifts.
"Today is your first time patrolling the streets, so you can take these things home."
"Thank you, Master Liao."
Chu Ning didn't hesitate, because he knew that Lao Liao patrolled the streets every day and his home must have enough of these things.
On the way home, the neighbors looked at Chu Ning in uniform with a look of awe on their faces.
The constable is a small man in front of the big men, but he is a big man in front of ordinary people. After all, he represents the government.
"Aunt, I'm back."
"Xiao Ning is back, the food will be ready soon."
When the old aunt saw Chu Ning in uniform, her eyes lit up and she said, "That's great. Your father also wore the same uniform back then. He looked so impressive."
Chu Ning did not explain to the old man that the clothes of the head constable and the constable were different. He just smiled and said, "I bought a snake today to nourish your body. I will go and take care of it."
Putting the pastries on the table, Chu Ning carried the sack to the well and then untied the rope.
The sack opened and a triangular snake head instantly shot out from the mouth of the sack and bit towards his arm.
Chu Ning flipped his wrist and grabbed the snake's throat quickly and accurately. He exerted force with his fingers and broke the snake's neck.
The silverback snake gets its name from a silver line on its back. This snake is extremely poisonous, but also very nutritious.
After skinning and removing the tendons and washing it clean, Chu Ning carried the snake into the kitchen.
"This snake soup is the most nutritious. Your father used to bring snakes back and put them here for old aunt to deal with. Go wash your hands quickly."
Dinner, three dishes and one soup.
Chu Ning took a sip of the snake soup and it tasted delicious indeed, but the next moment his eyes lit up, and as the snake soup went into his stomach, a hot current appeared in his lower abdomen.
In the past, there would be such signs every time he made a breakthrough with Bull Demon Power.
Could it be that this silver back and belly snake can help me break through to the fourth level of "Bull Demon Power"? Thinking of this possibility, Chu Ning drank several bowls in a row. The old aunt watched with a smile. She was old and couldn't drink too much snake soup. Seeing Chu Ning like it so much, she was happier than if she drank it herself.
"You kid... no one is competing with you for it, drink slowly."
In the yard.
Chu Ning stood like a pine tree, and the next moment he threw out a set of Bull Demon Fists. As he swung his fists and feet, the heat in his dantian flowed to his limbs and bones.
As the fight went on, Chu Ning's movements became faster and faster, and his body was trembling slightly.
The sound became louder and louder, and in the end it was crackling like firecrackers, and the whole body was swelling up, just like a balloon that was constantly being inflated with air.
Bang! Finally, with a loud noise, Chu Ning's body slowly shrank back to its original size, but if you look closely, you can see that Chu Ning's bronze skin is much tighter and smoother than before.
The third level of Bull Demon Power is marked by bones ringing and skin shaking, while the fourth level is marked by skin sounding.
The sound just now was made by his skin.
Chu Ning let out a long sigh, walked to a stone pier on one side, and directly lifted the 800-jin stone pier.
"After breaking through to the fourth level of Bull Demon Power and adding this 800 kilograms of strength, I should be able to defeat Tang Ruowei."
Chu Ning also has his own judgment on his own strength.
"Even so, we can't be arrogant. We still need to be prepared when fighting with others. Tang Ruowei was able to force her eyes open, which means that the effect of the chili powder is still a little lacking. We need to study and improve the formula and prepare more killer weapons for ourselves."
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