"A Fu, A Gui."
"I have something to ask you."
Zhang Yao's expression looked rather serious.
"In two days, the clinic will officially open."
"You are both locals, so you must be familiar with this area. How much protection money do the nearby gangs usually collect?"
In ancient times, the government's control and administrative capabilities at the grassroots level were very limited, making the rampant presence of gangs inevitable.
Moreover, the chaos in the Wei Kingdom had persisted for ten to twenty years. The court's decrees barely reached the Central Province, and the world order was increasingly falling apart, which provided conditions for gangs to grow.
He was already prepared to pay the local gangs.
After all, he came here to live as an ordinary person and lead a peaceful life, not intending to stand out with force, which would be too conspicuous.
"Uh..."
A Fu and A Gui were stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then they reacted.
