I sighed, turned off the fire on the griddle, and turned to face Li Tiezhu: "Brother Tiezhu, otherwise, half of the money I earned today will be considered protection money."
"Half?" Li Tiezhu kicked my cart. "How much money can this old cart make? I want you to get out."
His men started to open the stall, and a few pancakes I had just fried were thrown to the ground and someone crushed them with their feet. Eggs, ham, and green onions were all smashed. The flour bag was scratched and fell to the ground in white spots.
I didn't move, just stood there and watched. I silently calculated the losses in my mind - one bag of flour, three kilograms of eggs, two packages of ham sausage, some seasonings, plus yesterday's tricycle and stall materials, the total loss was almost 10,000.
The system prompts in my mind: "Continuous economic losses have been detected, and the damage index is accumulating... The cumulative loss has reached 9,800 yuan, and the rewards are being settled..."
I deliberately took a step back to make Li Tiezhu think I was scared.
