From the pedestrian street, he took a taxi back to the villa.
At this time, Mu Jiahe should have gone to another world.
Xiao Xun casually ate something in the kitchen and went to bed early. Xiao Xun restocked a bit more.
The next day, Xiao Xun drove an off-road vehicle, finished stocking up at the small commodities market, and arrived at the pedestrian street early, securing a good spot.
He bought a loudspeaker and began to hawk his wares, which quickly made the stall lively, a typical case of mob mentality.
There were more accessories this time, but there were also many tourists during the day. By noon, only small items remained, and there were no buyers.
Xiao Xun decided to pack up early. Despite looking exhausted, Xiao Xun was very happy.
In just one morning, he sold over 4,000 yuan, and the prices were higher than what he had set the previous night. With more people, fewer people bargained. If you didn't want it, someone else would.
Just as Xiao Xun finished packing and was about to leave, the bald man arrived with a few lackeys.
"Congratulations on your wealth!"
"Thank you, thank you, likewise."
Saying that, Xiao Xun prepared to leave.
The bald man stopped him by putting a hand on his shoulder. "Where are you going?"
Xiao Xun asked curiously, "Is there something else?"
The bald man frowned, "Isn't that obvious? What about the stall fee?"
"Didn't I already pay yesterday?"
"As you said, that was for yesterday. What about today?"
Xiao Xun was getting angry, "Isn't this going a bit too far?"
The bald man pressed down on Xiao Xun's head, "I'm going too far, so what? Stop the nonsense, pay two thousand today."
"Wasn't it one thousand?"
"I'm giving you a discount for the afternoon and evening."
Xiao Xun's eyes turned red. "Fine, I'll pay."
At this moment, a young man darted out from the side and grabbed the bald man's hand.
The bald man was stunned and tried to pull away but couldn't. He exclaimed in shock, "You, what are you doing?"
The young man grabbed the bald man's wrist and twisted it with extreme force.
With a "crack," the wrist bone snapped, and the broken bone even pierced the skin, protruding outwards.
The bald man cried out in pain and fainted.
"Brother Jun, Brother Jun."
The lackeys rushed over. The young man stepped on the bald man's head. "Today, whoever comes will die."
The thugs were intimidated by the young man's aura. One of them said, "He's alone, let's go together."
Three thugs, holding short clubs, rushed forward.
The young man flexed his fists. "Come on, you scum!"
He lunged like a wild wolf, his speed and strength extraordinary. Two thugs were immediately sent flying, their heads hitting the steps, knocking them out cold. The other thug had his throat gripped by Xiao Xun's hand; with a slight squeeze, he would have died instantly.
"Boss, spare me, I won't dare to do it again."
Just as the young man was about to tighten his grip, the police arrived.
"Stop, hands behind your head, squat down."
Everything happened so fast that Xiao Xun only then realized that the person who appeared was Xiao San Mao.
Back at the police station, he explained the entire incident in detail, including being extorted for a thousand yuan yesterday, and then again today, and that the bald man had made the first move.
Therefore, the bald man and his group had to cover their own medical expenses and also return the thousand yuan to Xiao Xun.
The police advised him earnestly, "In the future, if you encounter such incidents, call the police first. Fighting won't solve problems. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
"You seem like an honest person. It's not easy to make a living these days. Harmony brings wealth. Don't bother with those thugs."
"I know."
Then Xiao Xun looked around. "Where is my friend?"
"You mean Zhao Qiuyu, who came in with you? He has to stay here for a few days."
Xiao Xun quickly explained, "But he..."
The police officer interrupted him with a gesture, "It's not just this matter, there are other things."
"What things?"
The police officer didn't hide anything. "Violent debt collection..."
After leaving the police station, Xiao Xun called Chu Ningxiang, explained what had happened, and asked her to help Xiao San Mao.
Chu Ningxiang agreed and reminded him not to forget their meeting on the weekend.
He had a bowl of noodles nearby and then went back to set up his stall.
Even for other stall owners, the best they could earn in a day was four to five hundred yuan, and usually only a hundred yuan, not including the stall fee of dozens of yuan.
Food vendors might earn more, but they still couldn't compare to Xiao Xun, because there were too many similar products. You sell stinky tofu, he also sells stinky tofu, and these snacks were everywhere. People were tired of them.
But Xiao Xun's products were different; they were currently popular and in high demand, so he had more customers.
There was a stall fee on the pedestrian street, and if you didn't set up there, you had the urban management.
The stall fee depended on the mood of these people. They generally didn't demand as much as the bald man, at most a hundred yuan.
If they charged too much, it would ruin the market, and who would dare to set up stalls in the future.
But the urban management was different. If you were caught, everything would be confiscated, and some would even be fined.
Therefore, whenever the urban management patrolled, vendors who saw them from afar would shout, "The urban management is here!" and then there would be a stampede of people fleeing.
Not all stall owners were lucky enough to escape. Some with slower legs were caught by the urban management. In small alleys and lanes, they would just be chased away.
But along the shops, especially those encroaching on the road, the consequences could be imagined.
Not far away, an older sister was tightly holding her small stall cart, preventing the urban management from taking it away.
"Let me go this time, and I won't come again. If this stuff is gone, my whole family will starve!"
The woman cried, her voice miserable.
Many people were using their phones to record the urban management's enforcement process, hoping to go viral.
"Sister, we are just enforcers, we don't have the final say. If we let you go, who will let us go?"
The urban management looked at the crowd with a troubled expression. Their job was becoming increasingly difficult. If there was any hint of violence during enforcement, it would definitely be trending news tomorrow.
Moreover, many people around were speaking up for the woman, pitying the poor and saying that no one had an easy life.
Several urban management officers looked conflicted. If they had known, they would have walked slower earlier and let all these vendors escape. But now that they had been caught, it would be difficult to let them go.
For a moment, both sides were in a stalemate, not knowing what to do.
Just then, a burly man walked in from outside the crowd. He was also wearing an urban management uniform, with a law enforcement recorder on his chest and the words "Urban Management Captain" on his armband.
"What are you all gathered around for?"
The urban management officers looked innocent and said, "Captain, this sister refuses to let go, so we can't do anything."
"Take it away directly. If she still refuses to let go, take her too. If everyone acts like this, how can we do our job?"
Since the captain had spoken, these officers felt more confident. They directly lifted the woman and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a young girl pointed her phone at the urban management. "What are you doing? In broad daylight, you're robbing people? Although these stall owners are not regular, everyone has their own difficulties. If they could live comfortably, who would come out to set up stalls in the sun and rain?"
The urban management captain immediately turned his law enforcement recorder towards the girl. "What do you mean robbing people? This is occupying the road and resisting law enforcement."
The girl did not back down. "Alright, if you say it's illegal to set up stalls, then show some proof. Present physical evidence and witnesses."
The urban management captain was also confused. "Isn't this an obvious matter? What more proof is needed?"