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Chapter 278: Returning to Familiar Grounds
Chapter 278: Returning to Familiar Grounds
"Roasted sweet potatoes, hot and fragrant!"
"Steamed buns, freshly baked buns!"
"Eight Treasure Porridge, a delicious and sweet treat!"
On both sides of the street, peddlers shouted their wares, their voices rising and falling.
A middle-aged man with a goatee and a weathered face strolled slowly.
"It doesn't seem to have changed much since I left."
The middle-aged man surveyed the surroundings, his expression complex.
Indeed, this was Jiang Cheng in disguise.
After becoming a First-Level Mental Master, he spent a few more days cultivating the Cloud Piercing Skill to the Great Success level, achieving the physical attributes, strength, and speed of a Seventh-Rank Primordial Energy Warrior.
His physical defense, except for vital areas like the head and heart, could withstand even a 20mm cannon shot without severe consequences.
His maximum punching power reached 10 tons, equivalent to the force of a 25mm cannon bullet upon firing. Even against an opponent of the same rank, a solid punch could cause severe injuries or even death.
His top speed was 60 meters per second, allowing him to leap several meters high effortlessly. He could easily jump over the walls of ordinary residential areas and drop from a height of 20 meters.
Additionally, he had also reached the Beginner Level in the Shadowless Blade Technique.
Thus, at this moment, Jiang Cheng could fully unleash the combat power of a Seventh-Rank Primordial Energy Warrior.
And so, he had come.
However, he didn't immediately draw his blade but instead kept it in the car, intending to gather some information first.
After all, he had been away from this place for over two months.
"Grilled sausages, delicious and cheap!"
Just then, a familiar voice rang out, only to be drowned out by the other peddlers' calls.
"Grilled sausages! Delicious sausages!"
On the right, Lu Zicheng was enthusiastically hawking his goods.
He spotted a middle-aged man walking straight towards him.
His face lit up, and he shouted even louder.
Jiang Cheng walked directly up to him.
"Hey, brother, do you want some grilled sausages?" Lu Zicheng patted his chest. "Don't be fooled by the other vendors on this street; their skills can't compare to mine."
Jiang Cheng found this amusing.
He had intended to find someone to inquire about what had happened after his departure.
Shi Yan seemed like a good choice.
But doing so could easily expose his true identity. Although Jiang Cheng trusted Shi Yan, no one could withstand torture. Moreover, going there in broad daylight might bring trouble to the other party.
Therefore, seeking information from Lu Zicheng, an old acquaintance, seemed like a good option.
Listening to Lu Zicheng boast, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but interrupt, "How much are these sausages?"
"Three yuan each, or ten yuan for four. The more you buy, the better the deal!" Lu Zicheng smiled.
"Then give me one, please."
Jiang Cheng said.
To be honest, after staying in the slums for over a month, he hadn't tried Lu Zicheng's cooking.
"Sure!"
Lu Zicheng was a bit disappointed, but he quickly produced a golden-brown sausage and handed it to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng took a bite; the taste was passable.
Then, he casually asked, "How much do you pay for this stall each month?"
At this question, Lu Zicheng's smile froze, and he held up two fingers.
"Two thousand a month?"
Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. He remembered that when he left, the stall fee was two thousand five.
Could it be that the Iron Fist Gang had a change of heart?
"Yeah, it was two thousand five before. Many people paid for a month, but then couldn't keep up with the payments. So, the people above slightly lowered the price to two thousand."
Lu Zicheng spoke without a hint of joy or gratitude in his tone.
Jiang Cheng suddenly understood.
No wonder those people wouldn't be so kind-hearted.
It seemed the scythe was too ruthless, cutting even the roots of the leeks.
"Even with a reduction of five hundred, you sell each grilled sausage for three yuan, and you make two thousand yuan a month. It shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
"It's not that easy."
Lu Zicheng suddenly opened up.
"The stall fee was lowered a bit, but the monthly management fee remains the same, still at 1500 yuan a month. These past few days, I heard that next month, the management fee will increase again, possibly to 1800 yuan a month."
"Wow."
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
This Iron Fist Gang is much harsher than the Wild Wolf Gang.
After just a few months, they want to double the management fee?
"Actually, even with this, we can still survive. But every night, the gangsters in the alley also rob us. Sometimes, the hard-earned money we make in a day is all given to them."
Jiang Cheng felt too familiar with this situation, and he couldn't help but ask, "Do those few gangsters have some sort of backing?"
"How did you know?"
Lu Zicheng's eyes widened.
"The place I live is the same."
Jiang Cheng sighed softly.
"Yeah."
Lu Zicheng nodded in agreement.
It's not just here; it's the same everywhere else.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng had finished the grilled sausage in his hand, Lu Zicheng immediately asked, "Big Brother, do you want another one? I can give you a discount; two for five yuan is fine."
"No need."
Jiang Cheng looked around and said, "I heard that there's someone here who grills sweet potatoes really well. I'll go buy a few to fill my stomach later."
As his words fell, Lu Zicheng's hand trembled slightly.
Then, he sighed and said, "No need to go; that person has already left."
"Left? Where did he go?"
Jiang Cheng pretended not to know.
"I don't know where he went, but..."
Lu Zicheng glanced at the sausages on the grill.
The meaning was self-evident.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
This kid was still as cunning as ever.
"Alright, I'll buy a few more, but you have to tell me the story first."
As Jiang Cheng spoke, he handed over a hundred-yuan bill.
Lu Zicheng's eyes widened instantly.
He couldn't wait to sell all the sausages on the grill to this person before him.
But he also knew that one should know when to quit.
After all, many people on this street knew about Jiang Cheng's situation, and even now, many still discussed it during their free time.
As for the reason.
It was out of boredom.
But more so, it was because his deeds were too astonishing, almost unbelievable.
Who would've thought that an ordinary person like them, relying on street vending for a living, would secretly be a master who slaughtered the Wild Wolf Gang and the Iron Fist Gang, leaving them bloodied and bruised?
"Alright, Big Brother, I'll tell you now. By the way, Big Brother, how many sausages do you want? How about ten? Even if you can't finish them all, you can take them home and let your family try them. I guarantee they'll love it."
(End of Chapter)
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