Chapter 38: Surveillance
Chapter 38: Surveillance
Liu Yang felt an immense pressure and didn't dare raise his head to meet the other party's gaze. He didn't beat around the bush and spoke bluntly, "Brother Xiong, I know a guy who makes over a thousand yuan a day just by selling roasted sweet potatoes. Even after deducting costs, his net profit is still around five to six hundred yuan."
Upon hearing this, the two people at the table widened their eyes in shock.
Over a thousand yuan a day just from selling roasted sweet potatoes? A net profit of five to six hundred? That would mean a monthly income of at least fifteen thousand!
Could such a thing be possible?
Don't be fooled by their association with a certain leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, who was highly influential in this area and could even be said to walk with impunity.
But only they themselves knew that most of their income had to be given to the gang.
Apart from the boss, Jiang Xiong, their monthly income was only around four to five thousand each.
The income of a roasted sweet potato seller was three to four times theirs? Was that even possible?
"Do you take me for a fool?"
As expected, Jiang Xiong's face turned cold instantly, and the two women beside him stopped their massages in fright.
"Brother Xiong! Brother Xiong!"
Liu Yang's forehead broke out in cold sweat from fear, "I'm not lying, Brother Xiong. That guy really makes over a thousand yuan a day from selling roasted sweet potatoes! I've counted it myself, and I'm not wrong. If you don't believe me, you can send someone with me to check. You'll know right away if I'm lying."
"That's right, Brother Xiong. That guy's business is really good. From noon to evening, he's never had a break in customers."
The other two quickly chimed in.
Jiang Xiong exchanged a glance with the other two.
They could tell that the three people before them were not lying.
But could a roasted sweet potato seller make so much money?
It was common knowledge that even Jiang Xiong himself only made around ten thousand yuan a month at most. His four subordinates each earned about four thousand, and the rest went to the gang.
If what this young man said was true, he would indeed be a good target to recruit.
Liu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and finally dared to raise his head, staring at Jiang Xiong's eyes, "Brother Xiong, we're telling the truth. He's selling right now, you can come with us to see for yourself, and you'll know."
"Brother Xiong."
A man at the table spoke up, "Why don't I go with them to check it out?"
After all, it would be easy to tell.
If the situation wasn't as they described, they'd settle the score with these three.
"No rush."
Jiang Xiong waved his hand and looked at Liu Yang, "Kid, if you know about such a fat lamb, why didn't you go rob him yourself? Why come and tell me about such a good thing?"
The other two heard this and looked over, equally puzzled.
Indeed, if it were them, they would have gone to rob him long ago. A daily income of over a thousand meant that the guy had over a thousand yuan in cash on him. Even they were tempted.
"We thought about it, but that guy knows short stick technique. Two groups tried to rob him before, but he beat them up, leaving them bruised and swollen. One of them was even killed by him."
"Killed?"
"That brutal?"
An exclamation of surprise came from the side.
Even they, who worked for the Wild Wolf Gang, rarely killed people; at most, they would beat someone up.
And this roasted sweet potato seller was so ruthless?
"That's right," Liu Yang nodded hurriedly, "That's why we three didn't dare to cause him trouble. Brother Xiong, if you encounter him later, be careful. That guy isn't a pushover."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiong and the other two exchanged glances, and then Jiang Xiong fixed his gaze on Liu Yang.
"That kid, he's not from the martial arts hall, is he?"
"No, definitely not. Brother Xiong, I can vouch for that. He's definitely not from the martial arts hall." Liu Yang hurriedly replied.
If the latter were true, he would have taken out his martial arts hall membership card last night instead of arguing with them.
"Brother Xiong, I think that kid might just be a ruthless fighter, the kind who doesn't care about his life. If he were really from the martial arts hall, would he be selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street?" someone at the table said.
It was obvious he was envious of this business deal.
He was also aware of the nature of the thugs in the area; they were all bullies who preyed on the weak. If they encountered a truly ruthless fighter, they would surely be scared.
"Brother Xiong, I'll go and check on them. If there's no problem, this is a big opportunity. It's better than us going out every night and hoping for luck, right?" another person spoke up.
According to the calculation of 15,000, after deducting the half they had to hand over, there would still be 7,500 left. Brother Xiong would take the lion's share, and the remaining four would each get a few hundred more per month.
"Alright, Ah Hua, you go and check on them. Also, find out more about that kid's background. See if what they said is true." Jiang Xiong nodded.
He was naturally tempted by the money.
But he didn't want to get involved with anything unnecessary.
"Don't worry, Brother Xiong. I'll take care of this." Dong Hua nodded and looked at Liu Yang and the other two in front of him, "Where is that kid? Take me to him."
"Yes, Brother Hua."
Liu Yang couldn't contain his excitement.
If this task was completed successfully, it would not only bring him closer to Brother Xiong but also allow him to get back at that kid, killing two birds with one stone!
...
Soon, an afternoon passed, and Jiang Cheng's business was even better than the day before, attracting many curious glances from the surrounding area.
Among them were Liu Yang and Dong Hua's gazes, but there were too many people, and Jiang Cheng was busy, so he didn't notice.
As night fell, the street vendors gradually left.
Jiang Cheng also sold his last roasted sweet potato and, after packing up, bid farewell to Lu Zicheng and headed towards the grocery store.
His grandmother's instructions from the morning were still ringing in his ears.
So, not only did he plan to buy fresh sweet potatoes, but he also intended to buy some pork and eggs to send to Chen Sao.
The last time, Chen Sao had refused his offer, worried that he didn't have enough money. Now that she knew about his income, she would surely not refuse again.
After buying two pounds of pork and one pound of eggs, Jiang Cheng looked at the entrance of the narrow alley and recalled the scene from yesterday evening.
Logically, those people shouldn't come looking for him again, but who knows what the future holds? What if they come back?
Jiang Cheng touched the two short sticks behind him, feeling much more at ease. He pushed the cart and turned into the nearest alley.
This time, the return trip was peaceful. Occasionally, a thug passed by, but upon noticing it was Jiang Cheng, they silently left.
The journey back was uneventful.
As he approached home, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.
The old man was waiting at the door as always.
Upon seeing Jiang Cheng return safely, a smile also appeared on his face.
"Did anything happen?"
"No."
Jiang Cheng shook his head repeatedly and said softly, "Before I came back, I bought two pounds of pork and one pound of eggs. I'll leave one pound of pork, and the rest, I'll send to Chen Sao and the others."
"Good, good."
The old man's eyes narrowed into a slit from smiling, "Remember to have a word with Xiao Yue, don't just drop off the food and leave."
"..."
Jiang Cheng was speechless.
(End of Chapter)
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