Talking business in the arena

It was like the pause button was suddenly pressed. Some people were grinning with blood on their foreheads, some were holding hoes and looking ferocious, some were thrown to the ground and punching each other, some were pulling people's hair and slapping people...

At the same time, they all looked at the soldier who fired the shot, and at Shen Roujiao, the girl in front of him with disheveled hair, bloodshot shoulders, and an awkward smile on her face.

"Hello, everyone! I am the one sent by God to help you solve your problems." Shen Roujiao raised her hand high, pointing to the sky above her head, with a firm expression as if she had just joined the party.

"Tsk~~~" The whole place booed. No one would believe what a little girl said, let alone a silly girl sent by God who was talking nonsense.

The scene was in chaos again, with curses, the sound of sticks, and the clanging of cold metal...

"Bang, bang, bang." Three more shots were fired, and the sound was instantly muted.

A second later, the big locust tree beside the pond, with thick branches that looked like arms extending out, snapped with a crackling sound, and the crowd scattered. Under everyone's gaze, the seven or eight meter long, lush branch fell to the ground, raising dust and directly splitting the chaotic battlefield in half.

Zhang Qingjun, holding a gun, had a fierce look on his face and controlled the scene for a minute.

No one dared to make a fuss, no one dared to speak, and those who were fighting could even hear each other swallowing their saliva.

"Oh my god, this is so handsome!" The man with the braided hair hiding in the dark nudged Gu Changgeng beside him with his elbow.

"Tsk, just a military man." Although he was handsome, Gu Changgeng could not brag about him.

"Junior, you are a step inferior to him. Roujiao will not choose you." The braided pigtails were like stabbing a knife, which made Gu Changgeng feel heartbroken.

The majestic and cold Zhang Qingjun, with a chill all over his body, ruthlessly walked through the crowd, scanning the frozen fighters on both sides with sharp eyes. A strong and invisible sense of oppression moved with his figure.

Walking up to Shen Roujiao and standing behind her, Zhang Qingjun used a penetrating voice, like giving an order to the troops, "Throw away all the stuff in your hands!"

The sound was like thunder, and he dominated the scene like an invincible god of war. No one dared to disobey his orders, and they all threw away their farm tools.

"Just listen to her." When Yan Luo turned around and looked at Shen Roujiao, his fierce look instantly changed to that of a married man, gentle and well-proportioned, handsome but not a bad guy, full of security.

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Boom boom boom!

His gentle look made Shen Roujiao's heart beat faster. She hastily turned her eyes away, pursed her lips, and nodded gently.

Zhang Qingjun's mouth twitched slightly. He placed the back of his hand on Shen Roujiao's waist and pushed her forward a small step, giving up the absolute C position.

In the line of sight, Shen Roujiao took a deep breath, straightened her back, and spoke confidently: "I'm in the medicinal materials business, and I'm here to talk to you about door-to-door purchase of medicinal materials."

While running to the fighting arena, Shen Roujiao turned into a villager's house and saw some angelicae drying in the yard, which gave her an idea.

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Door-to-door purchase of medicinal materials?

The conditions in the countryside are harsh, so villagers would collect some high-priced Chinese medicinal herbs, such as Prunella Vulgaris, Taraxacum Officinale, Gynura Sinensis, etc., and secretly take them to the town to sell. They dare not dig too much and sell too much, for fear that if they were caught by the police and charged with speculation, they would be beheaded.

Therefore, everyone only dared to make a little money in secret. She was the first person to come to the door and buy medicinal materials so brazenly.

The discussion gradually arose. "A little girl doesn't look like a businessman at all." "She is obviously a student, she must be a liar!"...

"I just took a look. The angelica root drying in your yard has a long head, thick and plump roots, and is oily and strong. It is the first-class product among the five grades of angelica root. The purchase price is about three yuan. Our village just sold 1,300 kilograms of wild polygonatum, and the unit price is more than five yuan."

Shen Roujiao's story was well-reasoned, detailed, emotional, and high-spirited. It was impossible for someone who had never done it to make up such a story.

"She really understands!" "Oh my God, more than a thousand pounds! A huge pile of them." "Then how much money can she make?" Those who thought she was a liar just now shut up, their faces flushed, as if they had been slapped several times.

Someone in the crowd shouted quickly: "What conditions?"

"Starting from one thousand jin!" The weight Shen Roujiao reported shocked the four hundred people gathered at the foot of the hillside.

They were all muttering: "Where can we get so many pounds!" "Our village can't even get a thousand pounds." "That's right."...

At the critical moment, Mahuazun, who had already mixed into the crowd, shouted: "Can the two villages fight together?"

"What?" "We are competing with the Yang village? Absolutely impossible!" "We would rather not make the money than form a partnership with the Chen village." "Who wants to form a partnership with you!" "I would rather starve to death than work with them."...

Both sides are talking and fighting again.

Feuds are like that, they start with a single disagreement. They can't be resolved with just a few words.

"Stop! Doing business requires mutual consent. If you are not willing, we can choose not to do it. But the conditions cannot be changed. We will not do business below one thousand kilograms." Shen Roujiao's words were sharp and left no room for leeway.

Zhang Qingjun, who was standing behind her, saw something else.

Money is a person's confidence.

The first time I saw her, she was running a snack stand. She earned a dozen yuan a day. When she encountered troublemakers and people smashing her stall, she dared to confront and fight back, but she was still a little timid. This time, when I saw her again, she was facing hundreds of difficult and unruly people. She was not only not afraid of the stage, but also knew how to advance and retreat with ease.

It is an understatement to say that one should look at someone with new eyes after not seeing him for three days; it is no exaggeration to say that a moment can cover a thousand miles.

"What else is there to say? Let's go." "That's right!" "Yang, you have ten minutes to get out of our village, or else..."

"What else!" Zhang Qingjun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, scaring the people below and making them shut up immediately.

"Although the medicinal materials business cannot be done, I still have a bigger job that is more suitable for you and can be said to be tailor-made for you." Shen Roujiao said the last two words very loudly and deliberately paused to observe everyone's reaction.

Collecting more than 1,000 kilograms of medicinal materials was already a big job, but I didn’t expect that there would be an even bigger job later.

The circle of people was completely blown away, and there were voices one after another asking what kind of big job it was.

Shen Roujiao was not in a hurry and said calmly, "It's just about a hundred yuan a month."

"What!"

"One hundred dollars a month?"

"Earning a year's income in one month?"

"What kind of life is this!"

The discussion was heated, and everyone's curiosity reached its peak. The crowd began to gather unconsciously towards the small mound where Shen Roujiao was standing. Even the Chen and Yang families, who were incompatible with each other, did not set up a separation zone and stood quite close to each other.

"It seems that everyone is interested. A job with high income certainly has high requirements. Family members, please step back. I will explain the requirements." Shen Roujiao found a feeling of organizing an event, which was quite beautiful.

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd moved back three or four meters and looked at the little girl who seemed to be a little weird.

"Tell me quickly, what are the conditions!" He was so impatient that he couldn't wait any longer. It was too suspenseful.

Seeing that the time was right, Shen Roujiao spoke with great interest: "The first condition: in the past three years, if there has been a fight between the Chen and Yang families, and you have participated in all of them, please step forward."

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What is this condition?

Is fighting really glorious? Is fighting really awesome?

Why does it feel like a reckoning? Could this girl be setting a trap for everyone to fall into? Moreover, there is a ruthless and capable military commander standing next to her. It is clear that whoever steps out will be arrested.

I'm not stupid. Whoever moves will die.

As expected, no one dared to move. They all whispered to each other, suspecting that she had bad intentions.

"What? Are you afraid that I will beat you? If you are a real man, then step out of line and stop pretending to be a coward!" Zhang Qingjun's provocation worked.

Half of the people in the crowd responded and walked out.

The fighting power is so strong! Every match is in place, and the physique will not be comfortable if you don't fight!

"Second condition: Anyone who takes a step forward, if you are one against three or more, please take a step forward."

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Just now it was the number of appearances, now it is the number of people appearing?

Not only should we fight more, but we should also fight well.

Common name: Fighting elite?

The question marks in everyone's mind were about to break through the sky, only Zhang Qingjun's mouth corners were slightly raised, but it disappeared in a flash.

Another half of the group took a step forward. About sixty or seventy people.

"The last condition: Those of you who have not been injured in a fight in the past three years can take one more step forward."

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To fight in every match and not get hurt, and to ensure both quality and quantity, the requirements are not just a little high, but extremely high. Isn't this a manifestation of explosive combat power?

It is more than just a fighting elite, it is a fighter plane in the fight!

So, this girl is really picking the best fighters?

There were less than twenty people left walking forward, and when we counted them, there were exactly eighteen.

Eighteen Arhats, Eighteen Bronze Men, Eighteen Good Men!

"Congratulations to the 18 heroes who won in the end. Let's applaud them." Shen Roujiao applauded them sincerely. Being good at fighting is also an ability, and a particularly rare ability.

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The two villages of Chen and Yang had been criticized and educated countless times because of fighting and armed conflicts, and being beaten with sticks was also common, but this was the first time they were praised as heroes.

Are you sure this isn't sarcasm? This isn't fishing enforcement?

I’m afraid that in the next second, I’ll be fined a hundred yuan!

No one in the audience followed Shen Roujiao in clapping, except her, who was clapping loudly.

"You are not kidding us, are you?" The young man who looked gentle and polite at the front already felt a little regretful, feeling that he had been played like a monkey by a little girl for a long time.

"Everyone, rest assured that I will do the job. The 18 of you, please stand separately with the surnames Chen and Yang." Shen Roujiao wanted to verify whether her guess was accurate.

The result was as expected: 1:1.

No wonder they have been able to fight for more than a decade. Without equal strength, they would not be able to continue fighting even if they wanted to.

With the attitude of being responsible for every word she said, Shen Roujiao restrained her expression and said to everyone solemnly: "What I'm looking for is: a bodyguard to escort medicinal materials!"

bodyguard?

Escorting medicinal materials?

Why?

This was a question raised by Mr. Cui Wenhao at an economic seminar some time ago, and it is also a question that has troubled him for many years.

Most of the transportation of medicinal materials involves long-distance transportation across provinces. The most troublesome, dangerous and difficult thing along the way is encountering "land rover".

In many places, gangs resort to violence to threaten passing vehicles, rob drivers of their property, and plunder transported medicinal materials, causing economic losses of up to 50,000 to 60,000 yuan each year.

It's really difficult and a real headache.

then!

Boss Cui wants to arrange a bodyguard on each long-distance transport vehicle to be responsible for the safety of the vehicles along the way.

That means forming your own security team.

He had applied for this for many years, but no one dared to agree, until that time when he attended the county seminar, he casually mentioned it without any hope, but it was unexpectedly passed on the spot, and 18 bodyguards were confirmed.

The Chen and Yang families, who are both capable and good at fighting, are like the last piece of the puzzle, perfectly filling all the gaps. There is no one more suitable than them.

Later, the reputation of the Eighteen Bodyguards became famous throughout the entire Xiaonanchuan City!