Ch 288: Shouldn’t you be paying a fine?

Ye Zhongnan, just like yesterday noon, was cooking Shuangxi Noodles at the Yongfang Mahjong Parlor entrance.

Today’s popularity was even more intense than yesterday’s.

Even Dong Pingping came out to eat noodles.

Everyone recognized him—wasn’t he the tuberculosis ghost who fainted in front of the three-wheeled cart yesterday trying to buy porridge?

He looks much lighter today.

After eating the noodles, Dong Pingping didn’t hurry back. Instead, she sat at the mahjong parlor entrance, observing how many people came to eat noodles today.

She saw many unfamiliar faces and quietly went to ask them, only to find out that these people were just passersby.

The habit of Chinese people is that when they see others lining up and grabbing food, it will arouse their curiosity, and they will also follow the line and join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, these noodles were so delicious—the best noodles they had ever eaten in their lives.

They could afford the 30 kuai a bowl.

Dong Pingping also observed that nearby snack shops and Chinese restaurants weren’t doing very well.

It seems that most customers were attracted by Mr. Ye’s three-wheeled cart noodle stall.

Dong Pingping had a rough idea of the customer traffic.

She also noted the resentful looks from the Chinese restaurant owners and workers.

She waited for Ye Zhongnan to pack up and go home with him.

In the small courtyard, Dong Pingping took out her laptop from the house and made a financial statement based on Ye Zhongnan’s income and expenses over the past two days.

Ye Zhongnan’s talent was only in culinary skills; he didn’t care about other things like math and accounting.

He was very impressed by the financial statement Dong Pingping made.

Dong Pingping chuckled, “As long as I can eat Chef Ye’s gourmet food every day, it’s worth it for me to be so attentive.”

After school, Xiao Xi came over early.

She wanted to know how her Second Brother was doing today.

Dong Pingping recounted everything she had seen and heard, particularly mentioning the unusual expressions of the owners of the nearby shops.

Xiao Xi became wary.

Since that’s the case, she’d stay at her Second Brother’s place tonight.

Because she strongly felt something would happen tonight.

“Sister Pingping, do you want to eat melon and watch the show tonight?”

Dong Pingping, who had finally regained her energy these past two days, certainly didn’t want to miss out on a good gossip opportunity.

“Wow, Xiao Xi, I’m so looking forward to it!”

Ye Zhongnan didn’t understand what Xiao Xi and Dong Pingping meant and went straight to watch TV.

Times are changing rapidly, and there’s an information explosion; he needs to catch up on a lot of things.

Xiao Xi and Dong Pingping chatted until 9 pm; Xiao Xi was getting sleepy, and the surroundings had become very quiet.

Guangda Street is in the old district, and people usually rest early.

For some people, 9:00 pm is the real start of nightlife.

After waiting for another half hour, Xiao Xi was getting impatient.

Suddenly, she and Dong Pingping heard a noise in the courtyard.

Xiao Xi whispered, “They’re here!”

Remembering that the following scene might be a bit frightening, she handed Dong Pingping a Mind-Calming Talisman and gently stroked her eyes twice.

After Xiao Xi had made all the preparations, she saw several dark figures scaling the wall and entering.

The few strong men were very conspicuous because of their burly physiques and the iron rods they carried.

They were so arrogant that they didn’t need to cover their faces. Xiao Xi and Dong Pingping, in the darkness, saw these people’s features clearly, like cats’ eyes.

One of them, a man with short hair, seemed to be the leader.

He grinned and gestured, and several of his henchmen with iron rods were about to strike their window glass.

Dong Pingping was so frightened that she almost screamed; she quickly covered her mouth.

Xiao Xi, however, remained calm because before the iron rods hit the glass, their hands were grabbed.

Two golden lights flashed.

Two armored military generals appeared in the courtyard.

“Door Gods are here. Who dares to be so arrogant?”

The strong men were already quite tall, but the two Door God generals were like towers.

If the strong men were 1.8 meters tall, then the two Door Gods would be 2 meters tall, about the height of professional basketball players.

The strong men suddenly seemed small.

The leader’s wrist was grabbed, as if clamped by pliers, and his iron rod immediately fell to the ground with a clang.

They screamed in fright.

These two armored men had tall, strong builds, resolute and square faces, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and thick beards, displaying an aura of authority and strength.

They wore golden and silver armor, one wielding a Guan Dao and the other a Mystic Iron Spear.

“Let me ask again, who are you? Dare you cause trouble in this residence?”

The iron rods dropped by the strong men were chopped into pieces by the two armored men.

“My patience is limited. If you don’t speak, this will be your fate.”

The strong men finally came to their senses; these armored men were truly Door Gods. Their legs went weak, and they knelt down.

The leader’s voice trembled, “I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!”

His name was Jiang Xiaobai, and his little brothers’ names were Jin Mao, Da Hei, Xiao Liu, Er Mi, and Shan Zi.

Xiao Xi, leaning against the window, couldn’t help but laugh when she heard the leader’s name.

The contrast was too great! Such a burly figure was called Xiaobai （Little White）.

And his little brothers’ names were almost like dog names? Maybe Jiang Xiaobai usually called his subordinates this way, and he doesn’t even remember their real names.

Outside, Jiang Xiaobai confessed honestly.

As Dong Pingping had said, they were the hooligans of these streets. They had just been released from the police station a couple of days ago, and they had done a lot of fighting and brawling.

Because Ye Zhongnan’s stall was affecting the business of the snack shops and mahjong parlors, they teamed up and hired Jiang Xiaobai to deal with Ye Zhongnan.

The Door God in golden armor shouted, “How much money did they pay you?”

Jiang Xiaobai weakly said, “Not much, 5000 kuai deposit.”

The golden-armored Door God roared, “Trespassing into a private residence with intent to commit violence, shouldn’t you pay a fine?”

Jiang Xiaobai: “Ah? I don’t have any money; I don’t have any cash on me.”

The silver-armored Door God sneered and took out a QR code sign, “Scan the code!”

Xiao Xi and Dong Pingping inside the window laughed.

Xiao Xi hadn’t expected that the illusions she had created, the two Door Gods, would be so funny—it was so dramatic!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaobai really took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code.

He usually spent money on food, drink, prostitutes, and gambling, and he didn’t have much money to begin with.

He scanned all 9000 kuai in his WeChat account to the silver-armored Door God.

Seeing that he had scanned all the money in his WeChat account, Jiang Xiaobai felt unbalanced.

He glared at his henchmen, and Jin Mao, Da Hei, Xiao Liu, Er Mi, and Shan Zi quickly scraped together and paid the money in their WeChat accounts.

Dong Pingping was stunned. Everyone had scanned the QR code; where did their money go?

Suddenly, she heard the “ka-ka-ka” sound of WeChat payments arriving on Xiao Xi’s phone.

Xiao Xi smiled awkwardly; she liked hearing the sound of money arriving, so she had deliberately set a sound effect for WeChat payments.