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Chapter 250 Renting a Vegetable Stall

Feng Pengtian walked out of the Haizhou Hotel. In order to save time, he hailed a taxi and went straight to the Orchard Vegetable Market. In order not to attract anyone's attention, he deliberately called a taxi and stopped more than a hundred meters away from the Orchard Vegetable Market.

Got the car,

The Orchard Vegetable Market is quite large, occupying the central area surrounded by four tic-tac-toe roads, with entrances and exits on the four roads. The market is accessible inside, with many greenhouses and numerous stalls. The venue is bustling with traffic and bustling with people.

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Feng Pengtian walked around the vegetable market and found that there were a row of door-to-door rooms along the four roads surrounding the market. The door-to-door rooms opened inside and outside, and could be used for both street business and the vegetable market.

Among the gatehouses in the surrounding area, the gatehouses along three roads are all single-story buildings. Only the gatehouses in the row facing Liyuan Road are two-story buildings.

With the experience in Fatty Qian's vegetable market, Feng Pengtian focused his energy on the two-story front door of this row.

There are a total of twenty two-story gatehouses on Liyuan Road. These twenty gatehouses are not closely connected together. In the middle of the twenty gatehouses, there is the gate of a vegetable market, which connects the twenty gatehouses.

Each door room is divided into two parts: east and west. Among the ten doors on the west side, most of the businesses are restaurants and teahouses, which can entertain guests upstairs and downstairs. And the ten doors on the east side

Most of Fang's business involves selling dry goods, grain, oil and rice wine.

Feng Pengtian walked into a glutinous rice shop. The glutinous rice wine is called rice wine in the north. It is a kind of wine with a low alcohol content made from glutinous rice. The boss came out to say hello enthusiastically:

"Boss, let's buy some wine."

"Oh, look."

The owner of the mash shop scooped out half a bowl of mash from the vat and handed it to Feng Pengtian and said:

"Boss, please try it. My glutinous rice is brewed with high-quality glutinous rice. When you drink it, you will have a faint sweet aroma in your throat."

Feng Pengtian took the wine bowl and tasted it. He felt that the glutinous rice wine was indeed brewed with special characteristics. He returned the wine bowl to the boss and said:

"Well, yes, it is indeed a good wine. The taste is soft and not greasy. It is a good wine."

"Haha, thank you boss for the compliment. How about you bring some? I have a bucket ready here. I only charge a deposit. When you finish drinking, take the bucket back and the deposit will be refunded to you."

After entering the door, Feng Pengtian began to look around the mash shop. He did not find the stairs to the second floor. When the boss asked him to bring wine, Feng Pengtian said:

"Okay, I'll go do some errands first and come back to pick up ten pounds and drink them home."

"Okay boss, I'll wait for you."

When he was about to go out, Feng Pengtian asked casually:

"Boss, isn't there a second floor above this? Why are there no stairs in the store?"

"Haha, boss, you are really careful. The row east of our gate seems to have two floors upstairs and downstairs, but in fact only the lower floor is rented to us. The upper floor is the house of the market management office."

"Oh, where is the market management office?"

"The first one at the gate has a sign hanging on the door."

"Okay boss, see you later."

"Go slowly, I'll get you a drink. See you later."

Feng Pengtian walked along a row of doors and found that there were no stairs in the doors to the west of the gate. When he came to the door, he saw a wooden sign with red letters on a white background hanging next to the door.

It says Orchard Market Management Office.

Looking up at a row of windows on the second floor, Feng Pengtian wondered how a market management office could use so many houses. Thinking of Fatty Qian telling him that Brother Rong's stronghold was in this market, he nodded silently. He nodded. There must be something fishy on the second floor of the front room in this row. Maybe the kidnapped Shen Yunguang was locked up here.

After thinking at the door for a while, Feng Pengtian thought of the reason, opened the door and walked in.

There are two tables facing the door in the management office. Two young people are sitting behind the tables. They both wear red armbands with three yellow words printed on them: Administrator. On the two tables There is a passage leading to the back at the top, and there is a small door connected to the table. Behind this small door is a staircase leading to the second floor.

"What are you doing?" an administrator asked, glancing at Feng Pengtian who had just walked in.

"I want to rent a stall." Feng Pengtian said the reason he had thought of.

"What are you selling?" the administrator asked lazily.

"Sell some vegetables."

"Green vegetables." The administrator flipped through a register in front of him and said:

"There are some vacant vegetable stalls. The monthly stall fee for a stall is 20 yuan and the sanitation fee is 30 yuan. Do you want to rent it?"

"Ah, why is the sanitation fee more expensive than the stall fee? I can earn 50 yuan a month." Feng Pengtian complained.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to rent it, rent it. If you don't want to rent it, get out." The administrator closed the register with a snap.

At this time, Feng Pengtian held his stomach and frowned and said:

"Brother, is there a toilet upstairs? I need to pee."

"Gungungun, you can use the toilet upstairs. Go outside."

"Oh, I can't hold it in any longer, little brother, please do well." Feng Pengtian begged.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you." The administrator pulled out a stick from under the table and banged it on the table.

Feng Pengtian was helpless. He thought he couldn't go up to the second floor. Besides, even if he went up, he wouldn't be able to see anything, and he didn't know how many people were upstairs. Thinking of this, he could only turn around and leave the management office.

After walking around outside, Feng Pengtian thought that he had to continue to deal with them before he could have a chance to go to the second floor to take a look, so he returned to the management office again, smiled and said to the administrator just now:

"Brother, I'd better rent a stall."

The administrator gave him a disgusted look and said:

"Pay 5 yuan first."

"Why do you have to pay 5 yuan?"

"These 5 yuan are for choosing a stall. After paying, you can choose a good stall. You don't have to pay, then we will allocate a stall to you. It's up to you."

Feng Pengtian thought for a while and felt that if he didn't spend the 5 yuan, the other party might think that he was abnormal. How could anyone do business and not care about the location of the stall. So he took out 5 yuan and handed it over.

The administrator took the money, opened the register again, took a look at it, then took out a piece of paper and wrote seven or eight numbers on it, handed it to Feng Pengtian and said:

"These stalls are currently empty. Go and have a look inside yourself. After choosing a stall, come back to me to complete the formalities."

Feng Pengtian took the note, said thank you to the administrator, and then walked out of the management office. He had no good solution now. He could only take one step at a time and think of any way to get to the second floor. , see if the kidnapped Boss Shen is up there. Only by finding the place where they imprisoned Boss Shen can they find a way to get him out.

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