Chapter 348: The King of Herbal Tea

"Can you read?"

"Get to know some."

"If you have nothing to do, read more books and study by yourself. If you want to live well in the future, you must be literate."

"Brother Yan, if I really want to live well, wouldn't it be better to let educated people do things for me?"

"I like what you said. It's true that you can think quickly. But educated people are more likely to lie and cheat. If you want to avoid being deceived by educated people, you have to become educated and learn more. Incorrect."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan, I will definitely read more books in the future."

At a roadside breakfast stall near Ciyunshan Police Station, after saying a few words about lard boy, Wang Yan dug into his pocket and took out a wad of money and a piece of paper, and slapped it on the table: "Hey, here is 4,800 yuan. Everything you want to buy is written on this piece of paper. When you buy something, remember to ask for a receipt. If you don't have one, ask them to write it in hand and stamp it with their fingerprints. After buying something, find an open place to use as a workshop. Three trustworthy people will do the work for three dollars a day. Also, go get me a professional lawyer. Is there any problem?"

"Green tea, chrysanthemum, honeysuckle..." Lardboy muttered the words on the paper and looked up at Wang Yan who was drinking porridge opposite: "Brother Yan, do you want to make herbal tea for takeout?"

"almost."

Seeing him nodding in affirmation, Lardboy said: "Brother Yan, it's not me who said that. Every household in Hong Kong and Kowloon can make herbal tea. There are also many shops on the street selling ancestral prescriptions. You..."

"This is also passed down from my ancestors. You will know when it is made."

"This job is not tiring. Isn't three yuan a day too high?"

Looking at his twinkling eyes, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, your five yuan a day, one hundred and fifty yuan a month, is higher than my plainclothes salary."

"You don't live on wages, how can you compare?"

Wang Yan slapped him over and said, "Damn, look at me, I'm easy to talk to. You're familiar with me now, right?"

Lardboy laughed awkwardly and gave himself two small mouths: "No, how can I do it? Brother Yan, he is just quick to talk at one moment and quick at the other."

"Do things."

Looking at the sloppy figure running away, Wang Yan lowered his head and continued eating.

He didn't brag. He said that the herbal tea house was inherited from ancestors and had no faults at all. It was developed by a group of masters of traditional Chinese medicine and royal chefs when he was the emperor. Although the main focus of those Chinese medicine doctors is on strengthening pills, there is still no problem in making high-end herbal tea prescriptions in their spare time. Not just one recipe, but a series with different effects and tastes.

People in Hong Kong love to drink herbal tea. The one used by the royal family is much more expensive than the century-old family heirlooms that are boasted on the street. If you really want to calculate it, it is three hundred years old, but it was just something I didn’t want to do before. That’s all. After all, he has the money-grabbing pills, so there is no need to do this. And he didn't only know these things, there were a lot of other things in his mind, many of which were blurred. As for the current herbal tea recipe, he had been thinking about it for a long time and spent two days thinking about it.

The efficacy and taste are much better than the herbal tea on the market. Canned herbal tea can also be made, but some taste is sacrificed for the shelf life, but the iced version is also very good. At this time, there is no market saturation and no various marketing wars. It is just a profitable business. It is no problem to start a business and become the king of herbal tea.

Lei Luo, who had been silent from beginning to end, couldn't help but ask: "Brother Yan, you want to do business."

"Then you don't know what's going on? You know what you're asking."

"Brother Yan, don't hit me if I tell you the truth." Lei Luo curled his lips and said, "Lard Boy is right. You are so profitable, there is no need to do business."

Wang Yan slapped him on the back of his head. Looking at his aggrieved eyes, he shook his head and smiled: "I can't help but slap you, Aluo, it's only been a few days? Have you forgotten what I told you? We have to make money to do things, so can we spend the money with peace of mind?”

Seeing Lei Luo looking straight at his watch, Wang Yan sighed, as if he was really unconvincing... and slapped him again.

Lei Luo grinned and covered the back of his head: "Why did you hit me again?"

"You should fight." Wang Yan said: "Take a long-term view. Black money is black money after all. It cannot be seen in the light. When I do business, it is a legitimate way to make money. Not only is it clean, it is much more than black money, and I can spend it reliably. See you next time You have a weird tone with me, so don’t blame me for being harsh. You will do whatever I say from now on, do you understand?”

"clear."

Ignoring his resentful look, Wang Yan untied the watch from his wrist and threw it on the table: "Here, I'll give it to you. Take it and wear it." Hitting a stick and giving a date taught Lei Luorang a lesson. He has a long memory, and it makes him feel caring and not complaining, which is good.

"I don't want it, it's too valuable, so you should keep it."

"You're already drooling. Stop being so serious. Just take it. I still have some left." Wang Yan shook his head and said, "If it's okay, think more about what I told you and understand it." Don't always ask stupid questions, I asked Lardboy to study more, don't just listen, go back and read more."

Lei Luo wore the watch happily, nodding his head repeatedly, but he didn't hear anything...

After breakfast, Wang Yan wandered to the police station with Lei Luo, and another day of work began.

Going up to the second floor, listening to the angry curses coming from Chen Tong's office, and saying hello to a group of plainclothes people doing their own things, Wang Yan ignored the quarrel inside and went to his desk to look through the files.

Although the main job is to make money and the side job is to solve crimes, they still have to be solved.

Now, in Tsz Wan Shan, because the police are doing their job, even if neighbors quarrel and come to the police, it is easy to get help. Although a group of uniformed police are always impatient and inevitably have a bad attitude, they are definitely doing their job. And the people in Tsz Wan Shan are also used to it, just smile and have the police arbitrate, which is definitely better than entangled by themselves. Whoever does not obey the police's arrangement, then go to Brother Yan and see how miserable it is. Therefore, the public security is good, so many conflicts that may be magnified have been eliminated, so major cases and important cases rarely occur.

In the past, most of the major cases, except for a few vendettas caused by citizen disputes, were caused by gangsters. Now Wang Yan has kicked all the gangsters in the jurisdiction, and no one dares to find trouble, and Tsz Wan Shan is safe all of a sudden.

So he can only look through the files and find backlog cases to do.

To be honest, he has never done this kind of work, but it is not a big problem. After all, the principles are the same. He is a meticulous action master, so thinking in reverse can also solve the case.

What he is doing now is classification. Select those who are obviously killed by gangsters, put aside those who are not sure, and put the normal homicide cases in a pile.

Time passed slowly, and it was close to noon. The files in front of him were piled up high. These were all after Hong Kong was restored. It can't be said that Chen Tong and these plainclothes officers are incompetent. After all, the police force is there, and they have to make money. Where can they have so much energy? Usually they will investigate cases, but the public security is not good. When they are investigating this, something happened over there. They are too busy to handle it. It's quite difficult. So the result is that none of them did a good job, and the crime solving rate is poor.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Rattlesnake came out cursing.

Wang Yan looked up when he heard the voice and said, "Wait, you go back and sit down first, I have something to tell you."

"Brother Yan, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion yet. So, how about I host tonight and congratulate Brother Yan?" Rattlesnake saw Wang Yan and smiled instantly. He couldn't help laughing, this kid is really cruel. Chen Tong was just using his position as a detective to pressure them to bow down, but this Brother Yan was different. If he didn't become a policeman and changed his career to gangsterism, they were all his younger brothers and couldn't help but obey.

"There's no rush for dinner. You go in and wait. I have something to tell you."

"Okay, okay." The six people who came out one after another said hello to 'Brother Yan' and turned back to the office.

Chen Tong, who came out last, was confused: "What's wrong, Ah Yan?"

"They didn't do these things, but they are also related to them." Wang Yan patted a pile of files picked out from the underworld cases: "We won't pursue the past, but they have to find someone to take the blame and give some compensation to the family members. The backlog of cases here can also be cleared up, and the rate of solving cases can be improved. Isn't it good?"

Chen Tong hesitated: "Isn't it a bad time now..."

"Uncle, you have to show your courage when you were young. Aren't you arguing with each other because of uneven distribution? This time is just right. Whoever doesn't cooperate, we will deal with him, and the rest will make money, and save a lot of trouble."

Chen Tong was not anxious when he was called a coward. He shook his head and smiled: "I am indeed old, and I am not as energetic as you young people. Okay, you go and talk to them. I'll go downstairs to get some fresh air and wait for you to have lunch together." After speaking, he patted Wang Yan's shoulder and turned downstairs.

Calling two people, Wang Yan walked into the smoky office with a pile of files. He asked the other two plainclothes officers to hand out a few files to each of them. Wang Yan walked to the side, opened the window to smoke, and simply leaned against the window, looking at the six sloppy gangster leaders: "Take a look, these are the files accumulated over the past four years since Hong Kong was restored.

You all have only been promoted in the past few years. You are all sensible people, and these are all old stories. I will not pursue your past, but now you have to give me an explanation for these cases. Two requirements, one, find someone to take the blame for me, and two, give some compensation to those who were killed or disabled by you. Is there any problem?"

A big bald man with a face full of flesh put on a bitter face in an uncoordinated manner: "No way, Brother Yan, We didn't do this."

"Yeah, Brother Yan, how long has it been? No one has pursued it, I think we should just let it go..."

...

"I asked you if you have any questions, not to bargain with me, understand? Well, since you all call me Brother Yan, I'll give you some face. Aren't we discussing the redistribution of power? It's my fault, I was too aggressive just now, so I'll change my words now..." Wang Yan looked around and said lightly: "Whoever doesn't cooperate, I'll deal with him, understand?"

The six gangster leaders with smiles on their faces embarrassed their smiles. Damn, they are annoyed by those who talk and breathe heavily, give people hope, and then turn around and slap them in the face, which is really fucking infuriating.

Rattlesnake looked at the other five people and said weakly: "Brother Yan, I..."

"I asked you if you understand? You just need to answer me, understand or not. Say one sentence, and I will pretend that you don't understand. So Rattlesnake, you don't understand?"

Looking at Wang Yan's smiling face, Rattlesnake shook his head repeatedly: "I understand, how could I not understand. So, I will take the lead and express my position. I will definitely cooperate with Brother Yan. I will give him people and money. I guarantee that there will be no problem. Please rest assured, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan gave a look that said you are smart, then turned his head and swept his sharp eyes over the other five people.

He said it for this reason, so others dared to say no, so they naturally nodded and acknowledged it. Although they were indeed responsible for those things and the people, they still felt very wronged.

After all, now is the time to fight for turf, and Chen Tong needs to be stuffed with money. At such a juncture, a case that has been silent for several years is revealed and held accountable. This is... before the critical moment. Back then, they had spent money on these things, but now they not only had to spend money, but they also had to pay for it, which was uncomfortable.

"As long as there are no problems, then you go back and prepare the people and money. The most important thing is to be polite to the families of the victims. The compensation must be in place. One case will be made every three days, and someone will come to the door at that time I’m looking for you, do you understand?”

"I understand."

"Brother Yan, don't worry, I promise there will be no problem."

"Yes, Brother Yan, we will definitely make arrangements."

…

After listening to the gangster leaders racking their brains to praise for a while, Wang Yan waved his hand: "Okay, that's it, just do whatever you have to do."

A bunch of people got up and left without saying anything as if they were granted amnesty. It's so damn tiring to flatter someone. And they had to go back and collect money quickly. After all, giving money to Chen Tong was one thing, finding someone to take the blame also had to give money, and compensation was also money.

Why come out to hang out? Because prestige makes money quickly. As a result, not only were they not dignified, but they also had to pay a lot of money. It was really unreasonable, and only the six of them understood each other's aggrieved feelings. Suddenly, they felt nostalgic for the past, envious of their peers outside, and their freedom...

"Did they agree?" Seeing Wang Yan come out, Chen Tong asked with a smile.

"How dare I refuse to agree? I said it directly. Anyone who doesn't agree will be punished. They are just bullying ordinary people. Don't say I am a soldier. Even if I am not, I will deal with them and make them lose their temper."

"Well, that's a good thing. To be honest, they are more afraid of you than they are of me." Chen Tong smiled and said, "Do you know what they said about you?"

"Do you think I'm good material for gangsters?"

"It's not just that. They are glad that you became a policeman and can still abide by some police rules. If you really become a gangster, there will be no place for them to survive."

"It is said that a man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time under others." Wang Yan laughed and said: "I just don't like someone above me to control me. If I want to do it, I should be the biggest one."

"Then there is no hope for you to be in the police force. Even if you get Brother Yi, you still have the Hong Kong government and Queen Ying on your head. There will always be someone to take care of you. As long as you are in society and want to be yourself It’s impossible to have true freedom when you make the decision. There will always be someone more powerful than you, and there will always be someone who can take care of you.”

"Of course I know, but it's always right to work in that direction." Wang Yan waved his hands and said, "It's too early to say that now. I, a small plainclothes guy, have already mentioned it on the head of the first brother in the police force. I don't know. I thought we were drinking without food. Let’s stop here and talk to uncle about what freedom is when I get to the police station.”

"Okay, let's talk about it when we become a detective." Chen Tong nodded: "Why did you open the file? How many cases do you want to solve?"

"It's too idle. The foundation for the military uniform has been laid, and now we are very comfortable. Although we will have some small events here in the future, it's not interesting to pick out people who have been beaten once. This is not just a matter of chance. Let's look for something to do. And I've seen a lot of those cases, and they can also install a few other messy cases to solve our backlog of cases. We can do more with one stone. After finishing the matter this time, my uncle will be able to show his face in the detective. If you are willing to spend money, it shouldn't be a problem to change to a more profitable place. "

Now Lin Mingyuan has not yet been promoted to detective, but judging from what he means, the path has been laid out, and he is just waiting to be promoted. If he is not in the mood to work, he does not have to worry about it. So now Lin Mingyuan is nominally the leader of the uniformed police, but he, Wang, is very easy to talk to. Basically, he is the leader. Lin Mingyuan does whatever he wants as long as the money is in place.

And what he said was to assign some crimes to those gangsters, but of course not the serious ones. Being held to death is just some disability, theft, etc. If it is a murder case, that is not possible. After all, the perpetrators are still there, hoping that the police will solve the case and give an account. If this is done, they will really have a son without an asshole.

Chen Tong shook his head and smiled: "Let's take a look before talking. I don't know what to plan."

Wang Yan said nothing and followed him to the restaurant opposite the police station for lunch. Of course, there is no need for him to pay for flattery, and he doesn't need it. And the most important thing is that he only has thirty-two yuan of food money every month, so he can save a little bit.

After lunch, Wang Yan returned to the police station and continued to sit there and read the files. We are still classifying which ones are arranged for the gangsters and which ones are left to be studied and solved.

After flipping through the pages, his eyes stopped on a file and he frowned at the records on it.

It was a murder case that happened in May last year. The deceased was a man. His body was found in a ravine behind, and the crime was reported. The strange thing is that he had a wife, but he disappeared for ten days. When he was found, his body was rotten to the point of maggots, and no report was made. The record is that the deceased was a bad boy, a prostitute who engaged in eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, cheating, kidnapping, and stealing. His wife said that he had disappeared for a month at the longest before, so he did not report the crime. Unexpectedly, he was dead. It is true that cases have been reported before and there are records of missing persons. The suspect who was finally convicted of murder was an unknown gangster who killed people and abandoned their bodies.

After all, he is an all-around player. After interviews, he found out that he had a record of debt collection and imprisonment for theft and robbery. With such a resume, he was not a good person by any means, and it was not surprising that he was killed by a gangster.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, it makes sense. But he, Wang, is a veteran gangster, and he is very clear about the harm to the whole family. If there was any dispute with the gangster, then the deceased's wife would never be in peace. But now there is no movement, which is unreasonable.

If this is the case, then there is reason to suspect that the deceased's wife knew something, or that his wife was involved. Of course, even if there is no such nonsense as harming the whole family, the deceased also beat his wife. It is normal for people to suspect the deceased's wife, relatives and friends.

While he was looking at the detailed information recorded behind him, a uniformed policeman came up and knocked on the door: "Brother Yan?"

Hearing the greeting, Wang Yan, who was buried in the file, looked up at the person coming from the door and nodded with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"There's a man named Lard Boy outside looking for you, saying he's your Ma Boy."

Acting like he is a gangster, returning Ma Zai... Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Okay, I understand, just let him wait for a while."

"Okay, Brother Yan."

Seeing the uniformed policeman leaving, Wang Yan turned to greet a plainclothes man: "Brother Liang, you will go to this house later to find out more about the situation. See if his wife has remarried, if she has a side hair, if she has children, or if she is pregnant. Anyway, just understand it in detail.”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Brother Liang didn't say anything, took the file, called a partner, and set off. People call him brother to give face, even if they call him A Liang, he has to respond. If he is asked to do something, he will do it.

Looking at the time on the wall, it was three-thirty, the official off-duty time... After taking a deep breath and saying hello to Chen Tong who had just woken up from his nap, Wang Yan staggered downstairs.

Seeing Wang Yan come out, the lard boy outside the police station grinned and waved: "Brother Yan."

"Have you done everything I told you?"

"It's all done. The place of work is... not far from here. The people I'm looking for are all my friends. They are absolutely trustworthy. The lawyer is waiting there. Let's just go there."

"Well done, lead the way." Wang Yan nodded and left with Lardboy...

Lard Boy is indeed very safe in his work. The place is in a house at the foot of the mountain. The conditions are definitely not good, and they are definitely in tatters. The main space is open and well-ventilated, which is very nice.

As for the few workers he found, they were dressed the same as him. They were all slovenly, and they just looked like fish looking for fish and shrimp looking for shrimp. Although everyone's conditions are not very good now, and they don't have good conditions to dress themselves up, they can decide for themselves whether they are clean or not. It is their choice to be so unkempt.

Of course, there are two sides to everything. Another interpretation is that they live at the bottom of Hong Kong and Kowloon. Their hopeless life makes them have no time to pay attention to their appearance. It is understandable...

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