Seeing Muramasa coming, Huang Dabing didn't dare to say more radical words.

Muramasa said: "On the way here, I already knew what happened."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Huang Dabing.

"Big Pancake, are you guys sure you want to leave our small team?"

Huang Dabing nodded, "Yes, Uncle Muramasa, I want to do it on my own. I can sell it anyway."

Muramasa looked at the other people again, "What do you think?"

Those people had the same idea as Huang Dabing.

He thought, he was going to sell the snails to the town anyway, he could do it himself, why should he let Old Lady Huang make the money?

Muramasa asked the people standing behind Old Lady Huang, "Are you willing to let Old Lady Huang make money?"

The third aunt said, "Yes, we are willing to do so."

Others also echoed.

Muramasa nodded, "Since everyone has chosen this, that's great, old lady, you come and express your opinion."

Old Mrs. Huang said, "I don't have much to say. I can guarantee that those who follow me will make money. I won't force those who don't want to follow me. Everyone has their own aspirations."

Muramasa continued her words, "Okay, let's leave it at that. You chose your own path, so don't regret it."

The dozen or so people turned and left. They all had tools to catch snails, and as long as they could sell them, they really didn't need to cooperate with Old Lady Huang.

When everyone had left, Muramasa said with a worried look on his face, "Auntie, what should we do about this?"

"It's okay. If they want to do it themselves, let them do it themselves."

"But if they succeed, others will surely follow suit."

Old Mrs. Huang smiled and said, "They don't know how to do it."

Because she had been keeping it in mind for a long time, Qingyun Tower could only cooperate with her, and unless she agreed, no one else could interfere.

Of course, they can sell it to other restaurants.

But can other restaurants give them such a high price?

Moreover, if this thing is not made well, it will taste terrible. Not only that, it must be paired with her exclusive brewed bean paste to be the best.

Thinking of the bean paste, Old Mrs. Huang was secretly happy, and she had already sold the several jars stored at home to Qingyun Tower.

It's time for her to start making her own fermented bean paste.

The next morning, when Old Mrs. Huang was about to take the children to the river, she saw Third Aunt running over.

"His aunt, go and have a look, there is a fight going on by the river."

When Old Mrs. Huang heard this, she quickly followed her to the river.

The quarrel could be heard from far away.

Only after Old Lady Huang arrived did the two sides make peace.

It turned out that Aunt Hua and her friends had arrived very early, and not only had they scooped up all the snails by the river, they had also deliberately muddied the water.

However, the people on Old Lady Huang's side thought that this place was originally theirs and that Aunt Hua and her friends should go somewhere else to fish.

But Aunt Hua and her friends refused to agree and insisted on fishing here, saying that the river belonged to the whole village and they had a share as well.

The two sides started fighting after arguing for a while.

Old Mrs. Huang said coldly: "We were the first to build this place. You can go somewhere else. Why do you have to join us?"

Aunt Hua is the backbone of their team. She said: "As I said before, this river belongs to the village."