In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.
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Chapter 69: Bringing Back Zhu Tao
Old Lady Wen smiled and said to Zhu Er, "Mr. Zhu, we will rent this shop for three years."
"Okay, I'll have to trouble you to go with me to the dental office to sign the contract."
Wen Zhenyi did not go with them. She planned to go to the gambling house to pick up Zhu Tao.
Mrs. Wen separated from her at the intersection: "Yi Yi, be careful."
"Grandma, don't worry." Wen Zhenyi said and walked towards the gambling street.
The gambling house was still bustling with activity. Walking into the alley, one could hear their excitement and sighs. It was true that human joys and sorrows could not be synchronized.
She walked forward a distance and saw the two men still standing at the door, but they had white bandages wrapped around their hands or heads. When they saw him, they were so scared that they almost fell to the ground.
"You, why are you here again?"
Wen Zhenyi looked at the two of them with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I'm here to find your boss."
"You go in by yourself." As they said this, the two of them limped to make room on both sides of the door.
Wen Zhen walked in with a swagger. When the people inside saw her come in, they instantly fell silent. They wanted to find a place to hide so that she couldn't see them. "Where is your boss?"
When Biaozi came out from the backyard, he saw Wen Zhenyi and walked up to him with a smile: "Miss Wen, how come you have time to come here today?"
"Uncle, have you forgotten that I have someone here with you?"
"I actually forgot." Then he said to the person next to him, "Go and bring Zhu Tao over."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the changes here and asked, "Where's Liu Si?"
"I'm seriously ill and bedridden. I don't have much time left." Biaozi said this without any psychological burden.
"It seems that the uncle is quite capable."
"It's all thanks to you for giving me this opportunity. I still have some use for him now."
"This has nothing to do with me. From now on, uncle and I will not interfere with each other and we can get along well."
"Miss Wen, if you need anything, just tell me and I will definitely help."
"Thank you in advance."
When Zhu Tao was brought out, she was a little dazed. She had been worried for the past few days. The girls who were sold in with her had all been sent to an unknown place.
In fact, she also knew that she would be the same as them, but she had not seen anyone send her away.
She remembered that Wen Zhenyi said he would buy her that day, but she left later. She realized that her parents and grandparents treated her family like that, so how could they help her?
But it’s good now, at least she doesn’t have to stay in that house anymore.
A man just asked her to go out, and she knew she had to go somewhere, but she didn't expect to see Wen Zhenyi again in the hall.
Wen Zhenyi looked at Zhu Tao. Her body was clean and without any scars, but her mental state seemed a little off. "Uncle, did you bully her?"
Biaozi quickly shook his head: "This is your man, we are not bullying him."
"Yes, yes, absolutely not." Everyone in the room nodded immediately, fearing that they would be beaten again if they were slow.
Wen Zhenyi ignored what they said and walked up to Zhu Tao: "Did they bully you?"
Zhu Tao quickly shook her head: "No, no, they are very, very nice to me."
"That's good. Let's go."
"Where are we going?" Zhu Tao asked uneasily.
"Go home." Wen Zhenyi said and turned around and walked towards the door.
Zhu Tao's expression changed drastically: "I, I don't want to go home."
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at her, only to see her face pale and shaking her head desperately. She walked over and put her arm around her shoulders: "We are going to my house."
Zhu Tao turned around in surprise and looked into her eyes: "You, your family?"
"Now that I've bought you, if you don't go to my house, whose house do you want to go to? Otherwise, return the money to me, and you can go to whoever you want."
"I, I don't have any money."
"Then go work for me. When you have money, you'll be free." He didn't care about her reaction and walked out with his arm around her: "Uncle, thank you."
Biaozi looked at the two little girls arm in arm, a smile appeared on his face: "It's really interesting."
"Second Master, was this girl from the Wen family really a fool before?"
Biaozi looked at the person next to him coldly: "She may not have gone far, you can speak louder."
The big man immediately covered his mouth and limped to the side.
Zhu Tao followed her all the way to the market stall and was still a little dazed.
Ma Yinghe saw Zhu Tao and stuffed a bowl of mutton soup and a steamed bun into her hand: "Xiao Tao, eat something first."
Zhu Tao looked at the things in her hand. She didn't know how long it had been since she had eaten white flour and meat. It seemed that since she had Zhu Dafu, she could only eat wild vegetables and mixed grain porridge with plain water.
She thought her tears had dried up long ago, but now her face was wet. She raised the back of her hand to wipe it, only to see water stains.
Wen Zhenyi took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her: "You still have to work after eating, don't try to be lazy."
Zhu Tao looked up at her and nodded hard, then lowered her head and ate the steamed bun in her hand in big mouthfuls. When she choked, she drank a sip of warm mutton soup.
Ma Yinghe looked at the thin Zhu Tao and shook her head helplessly.
The diners looked at Wen Zhenyi and asked, "Miss Wen, what are you selling tomorrow?"
"I haven't decided yet. I'll go to the market and take a look."
"Will you come to set up a stall every day from now on?"
"Yes, if there is anything, I will tell everyone in advance."
"Without you coming these few days, we all feel like something is missing in our lives."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
At this time, a diner said, "Miss Wen, I heard that you went to the Cheng Mansion to hold a birthday banquet, and the dishes at the banquet were said to be amazing. Can you tell me about it?"
"Yes, yes, tell us about it. Even though we can't eat it, it will satisfy our ears."
Wen Zhenyi looked at them, each holding mutton offal soup, squatting or sitting around the stall, not minding the dirt on the ground, and told them about the twelve dishes in the birthday banquet.
After she spoke, more people gathered around, causing traffic congestion.
The housekeeper of the Cheng Mansion came to queue up to buy food. It was almost his turn, but for some reason, the number of people in front of him suddenly increased. He was very anxious. If he didn't buy it, the master would skin him alive.
"Can you please let me finish shopping first? Don't block the way."
The person in front turned to look at him and said, "No, you have to fly over."
The housekeeper was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he could do nothing about these people. By the time they squeezed into the stall, his originally meticulous hair was a little messy and there were many wrinkles on his clothes.
Ma Yinghe knew the Cheng family's housekeeper: "Head Steward, what are you doing?"
The butler leaned on the stall with one hand, waving the other weakly. "It's too much trouble to come here to buy food. Give me two of each."