After finding a farmers' market at the border of the city and the suburbs, Xiang Ding arranged for someone to find a stall to put two bags of potatoes early in the morning.

Since no one is allowed to help Wang Leshan, Xiang Ding just sat in the car from a distance and watched the situation here.

Wang Dahai and his two old men were very concerned, and they also arrived here early and found a place to watch their grandson sell potatoes.

Looking at Wang Leshan's worn out clothes, Qian Qingfen frowned and said, "Old man, you said Zerong is really good. What a hell, it's not that he has no food, what potatoes to sell!"

Wang Dahai smiled and said, "I think this is very good. Children need to exercise. Look at Zerong, he has been independent since childhood. If he hadn't strictly demanded him, how could he have grown up today? He would have to rely on his own strength to make a blacksmith!"

Wang Dahai has always supported Wang Zerong's approach.

Qian Qingfen looked around and said, "Or why don't we buy all the potatoes and see where the child is so pitiful!"

"You are spoiled by your children. I remember when we didn't eat at home, we also sold the dishes for a few days?"

"When did the old almanac come true!"

Two old men are arguing here.

Xiang Ding was sitting in the car and was talking about this with his two subordinates.

A strong young man said, "Mr. Xiang, I don't understand. It's not that I don't have money, why are you selling potatoes?"

"That's right, I'll buy all the potatoes, and the task will be completed!" another young man said with a smile.

He glared at the two of them and Xiang Ding said, "Do you believe it? As long as you dare to interfere in this matter today, you will have no food in this capital tomorrow!"

"Haha, Mr. Xiang, I'll just talk about it. Who is so awesome? You're always here to guard it!"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Xiang Ding was also very depressed now. Today, this matter made him difficult to understand. What did Wang Zerong go crazy? He called a son here to sell potatoes. Who would believe it if he told him!

Xiang Ding really didn't dare to interfere in this matter. Wang Zerong said it very seriously and could only watch it here.

Today, this matter was decided to be just someone who found a stall and did not dare to intervene too much.

Wang Leshan seemed very excited today. Seeing Wang Dahai and the others looking at him from a distance, he was not worried anymore and directly regarded this as a fun thing.

The scale had been learned for a long time, and Wang Leshan squatted there and looked at the surroundings curiously.

"Whose stall?" Wang Leshan heard someone shouting.

When I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man with a red condom on his hands, there was a middle-aged man with a greasy belly standing next to the man.

"My." Wang Leshan has seen a lot of worlds since he was a child and was not afraid, so he responded.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Leshan in confusion, pointed to two bags of potatoes and said, "Your?"

Nodded, Wang Zerong said, "Yes."

"Okay, pay five dollars in sanitation fee."

Before he opened, he was asked to pay a sanitation fee of five yuan. Wang Leshan's expression changed. He didn't bring any penny when he came out today.

"I haven't opened yet, will I get a bank of exchange?" Wang Leshan asked.

"Pay the money quickly, if you don't pay it, go out!" the middle-aged man shouted.

"I really didn't open it, I didn't have a penny." Wang Leshan understood the pain of having no money for the first time. How could he have had such a thing before?

At this time, the middle-aged man with oily belly squatted down and picked up a potato and looked at it, "It's not bad!"

After looking at the potatoes, the middle-aged man looked slow and said, "For the sake of you being a child, I'll just take a few potatoes."

Wang Leshan nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, just take the five-yuan potatoes."

"Leader, I'll help you pick it up." The person who collected the sanitation fee was obviously photographing the middle-aged man with a greasy belly.

I saw the middle-aged man taking a plastic bag and packing a bag of potatoes, and carrying it was about to leave.

Wang Leshan saw that the bag of potatoes cost too much more than five yuan, so he hurriedly said, "You haven't weighed the scale yet."

"Forget it, I'll buy it next time." The middle-aged man threw the potatoes down and his face changed.

The person who charged also changed his expression.

Seeing the person who was not yet hungry, the person who charged changed his face and said in a deep voice: "Pay the sanitation fee quickly! If you don't pay it, leave here!"

"Have I said I won't hand over it? I'll give it to you a lot of money when I open it!" Wang Leshan is also a man from the yamen. Although he is small and courageous, he is not afraid of this person when he sees Xiang Ding and the others in the distance.

Seeing that everyone in the market was looking at this place, the middle-aged man snorted, "Okay, I'm going to see how you sell it!"

Seeing the middle-aged man walking away, Wang Leshan felt extremely depressed. He understood that it was difficult to make money!

I squatted there, and after a while, two old men came to weigh a few kilograms of potatoes.

After counting the money in his hand, Wang Leshan felt that selling potatoes was not difficult.

When Wang Leshan looked up, he saw a van driving to the market entrance and got out of the van with some people carrying rubber sticks.

As soon as these people entered the market, they walked towards every stall.

Wang Leshan strangely saw fear on the people in the stalls, and he was busy handing them the money.

"Damn it, the one who collects protection fees is here again!" A man selling vegetables next to him cursed.

"What's the point? It's called the management surcharge. This is called... "

"The underworld has now become a white society!"

Several business people whispered.

Even though he was talking about this, when he arrived at them, Wang Leshan saw that they were still very soon handing the money to a young man with a tattoo on his hand as if he was ten yuan.

He knocked Wang Leshan's bag of potatoes with a rubber rod, and the young man looked at Wang Leshan and said, "New?"

Wang Leshan nodded.

"Do you know, each person who sets up a stall here has to pay a management surcharge of ten yuan per pile?"

Before Wang Leshan came, he learned about the expenses and said in confusion: "I have only heard of management fees, but I have never heard of management surcharges. What is this fee?"

Hearing Wang Leshan's inquiry, several young people laughed and said, "I'll give you a class today. Listen, there were many thieves in this market before, and the police couldn't take care of it. The people who manage this market didn't care about it. There was no way. After the invitation of the management party, our company took over the management of this matter. Each pile of things was charged a management surcharge of ten yuan. From then on, theft was basically eliminated. Do you think this is a good thing? It is precisely because of the existence of our company that everyone can feel at ease in buying and selling. Of course, management requires manpower, material resources and energy. How can you do it without charging some fees?"

Seeing the more than 20 yuan in Wang Leshan's hand, a young man snatched it over and said, "In addition to our class fee, the twenty-four yuan is just right."

Just as Wang Leshan was about to get angry, a few people stood side by side in front of Wang Leshan and said, "What's the matter?"

Wang Leshan was really angry now. He never thought it would be so difficult to sell a little potato. Thinking that the more than 20 yuan was taken away. If other fees were paid, the potato would not have enough capital today. He looked at the more than 20 yuan and shouted: "You are robbing it openly!"

Several young people laughed and said, "Don't say it so badly. We are charging management surcharges and will never do robbery. If we say this, we will sue you for slander."

An elderly man couldn't stand it anymore and said to these young people: "Everyone, forget it, forget it, the child is still young, you guys, don't be as knowledgeable as him." At this point, he secretly pulled Wang Leshan.

When Wang Leshan thought that Wang Zerong asked for something that he could only eat potatoes, he was unwilling to be stolen from his money no matter what.

At this time, the person who collected the sanitation fee came over with a few people. The person who collected the sanitation fee smiled and said, "How about it, it's time to pay the sanitation fee now. Don't tell me that you didn't open it. I saw someone buying potatoes just now."

Another person also smiled and said, "I just heard someone report that there is something wrong with your scale. Take your scale and we will check it."

At this time, Xiang Ding also discovered the situation here and rushed over. When he heard someone questioning Wang Leshan's scale, his face turned dark and his eyes looked at the young man who came with him.

Seeing Xiang Ding looking at him, the young man hurriedly said, "Mr. Xiang, I helped with the stall fee, and there is absolutely no problem with the scale."

At that time, Xiang Ding didn't think so much about the young man when he came to rent a stall. He had never done this, and he never thought that selling a dish would cause so many things.

After the man took the scale, he said in a deep voice: "We need to check your scale, so don't sell it for the time being."

Although Wang Leshan is a child, these people let him go without him being a child. The middle-aged man who did not take advantage of him should have intentionally made things difficult for him.

Another middle-aged man said to Wang Leshan in a deep voice: "Where is your adult, and you call him here, why did you make it so bad? You refused to pay the fee!"

Wang Leshan is really angry now. He only sold him a little bit. Now that he pays this kind of fee and that kind of fee, he is destined to be unable to make money!

Seeing the proud expression of the middle-aged man who wanted to take advantage of the situation, Wang Leshan wanted to beat him up.

Qian Qingfen couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing these people bullying their grandson, she stood there and shouted: "How can you bully the children like this? Is there any reasonable place?"

Wang Dahai looked at the people who collected management surcharges and shouted: "Take me the approval document you charged for, do the National Development and Reform Commission have this approval document?" The old man knew a little about some things, and he was also angry.

As soon as the two old men intervened, Wang Leshan’s selling potatoes today was doomed to fail.

Xiang Ding was extremely depressed, and this matter was really unlucky!

Xiang Dingyi was angry and called the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau he knew.

At this time, Wang Leshan also knew that his experience had failed. When he saw Wang Zerong's bodyguard Chu Bing, who was also beside him, he no longer had any worries. He grabbed a brick on his butt and hit the middle-aged man who was charging sanitation fees.
Chapter completed!