Chapter 225 It's Your Own Sowing

Steward Mao glanced at Hu Ling and said in great displeasure, "Is our young master's status unworthy of Zhao Xiang's personal reception? Where's Zhao Xiang? Why hasn't he come?"

Hu Ling clenched his stiff fists and replied calmly, "My adoptive father is teaching students at the academy. The potato workshop has nothing to do with him. I've always been the one making the decisions. Steward Mao, just tell me if you have anything to say."

Steward Mao sneered and pressed the issue, "Don't talk nonsense. Isn't Zhao Xiang the head of the family? Even if our young master can't represent the County Magistrate, he's still a relative of the County Magistrate. What does it mean that Zhao Xiang didn't even show up? Is he dissatisfied with the County Magistrate? Then we need to have a proper discussion."

Hu Ling was furious: "You are just making up stories and talking nonsense!"

"Oh, what you did, and no one else can say anything about it? I think you are angry out of shame!"

Zhao Liya couldn't bear to listen any longer and walked in calmly. "It's hard to say who is the one who is angry and embarrassed. The students in this school are not only from Yan Village, but also from Zaihu Village and Bajiao Village. My father accepted the apprenticeship gift and took fruits, rice and grains as tuition. He should be loyal to his duties, right? Otherwise, how can he explain himself to others? A teacher should always act like a teacher, right? How can he casually give up his serious teaching job and do something else? My father would never do such a thing!"

"Besides, the potato workshop incident has nothing to do with my father! No matter who the guest is today, there's no reason for him to show up and greet them."

"Because of this, Steward Mao is making up his mind and saying he's dissatisfied with the County Magistrate? Does that mean that wherever Young Master Mao passes by, everyone must stop what they're doing and politely greet him. Otherwise, they're dissatisfied with the County Magistrate? Is that what Steward Mao means?"

The merchants' eyes flickered. They didn't dare to say it on their faces, but they agreed with Zhao Liya's words in their hearts and subconsciously felt disgusted with Mao Dexing.

Yes, not greeting you is disrespectful to the County Magistrate? You're waving a tiger-skin banner well. From now on, everyone who sees you will have to greet you respectfully? They will have to run up to you and serve you first?

Then in the future, if you set your eyes on a business, should everyone stop doing it and give it to you? Wouldn't it be disrespectful to the county magistrate if you did it?

Mao Dexing's face changed and he glared at Butler Mao fiercely. Of course, the person he hated even more was Zhao Liya.

Butler Mao was also startled and sneered, "Miss Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't say that! You are trying to put a accusation on our young master, are you doing it on purpose?"

Zhao Liya chuckled. "That's strange. When you put it that way, I follow your words and interpret them accordingly. If they're right, then they're right. If they're wrong, then I'm stupid and can't understand them. So how did you get into this whole accusation thing? Could it be that Steward Mao loves to accuse people, so he keeps talking about his profession?"

"you!"

When everyone saw Steward Mao being humiliated, they felt as if they had drunk iced sour plum soup in the hottest days of summer, and every pore in their body felt refreshed!

It's worth it, it's totally worth it! Just for this, today's trip is not in vain!

This housekeeper Mao is the lackey of Young Master Mao. He is cunning and insidious, and he takes advantage of the power of others to bully others. He has done many immoral things and acts so arrogantly in front of everyone. Who hasn't endured this and put on a smile?

I didn't expect that Miss Zhao would be speechless with just a few words. It was really satisfying.

Steward Mao sneered: "You are so sharp-tongued, you are worthy of being an exile!"

Hu Ling said coldly, "My adoptive father, my adopted sister and their families are all exiled. If Steward Mao disdains to join us, we will definitely not force him! Steward Mao, please do as you please."

Butler Mao shouted angrily: "What do you mean? Are you chasing us away?"

"What do you mean by 'you'? You're obviously the only one who said that." Zhao Liya didn't want him to drag anyone else into this. It was much easier to attack a few than to attack everyone. "Who doesn't know that our Zhao family works for others, managing things like potatoes and sugarcane? It's boring when Steward Mao says that. People like us don't dare to get involved with Steward Mao, lest he blame us if he gets into trouble one day. Better, Steward Mao, stay out of your own way!"

"Butler Mao, please don't put the blame on us anymore. We are just doing this out of kindness and for your own good! Butler Mao, please don't misunderstand me!"

Hu Ling nodded seriously: "That's absolutely right!"

Butler Mao: “.”

He was so angry that he felt dizzy.

So what was that about at the beginning? Why did it keep going off the rails, and the more it went on, the more it seemed like I was being screwed? How did it get to this point?

Isn't this a shame for him to step down?

You definitely can't leave, the young master is still here.

Mao Dexing's face was very unhappy, and he scolded in a fake tone: "Alright, step back. If you are tongue-tied and can't speak, then don't say anything. Otherwise, whether you say something right or wrong, people will misunderstand it. I'm afraid that I, as a master, will have to blame you for not teaching your servant well."

Butler Mao hummed and hawed but quickly responded with a smile, at least he had found a way out.

At this point, Zhao Liya and Hu Ling should have quickly taken over the conversation, following Mao Dexing's lead and saying a few words to smooth things over. This was also a disguised apology—yes, an apology. After all, he was the county magistrate's brother-in-law. Shouldn't they apologize?

Could it be possible that the county magistrate's brother-in-law did something wrong?

Of course not!

Zhao Liya and Hu Ling seemed not to have heard what Mao Dexing said.

Zhao Liya smiled and said, "The hot and sour noodles will be ready soon. I'm sure everyone is hungry. I'll go to the kitchen and rush them. Brother, you can take the bosses to wash their hands and wait in the restaurant. Everyone has given us face today. There are many people here, and it's lively. But we are in the countryside, and the conditions are limited, so everyone has to make do. Please forgive me if there are any inconveniences."

All the merchants come here for the potato workshop’s products. Who would care about other irrelevant things? As long as they can make money, that’s enough!

Who among those doing business, especially those who travel in the wind and rain, has not suffered the hardship of sleeping in the open air when traveling outside? To settle for this is too hypocritical.

"Miss Zhao, you're too polite. We're not particular!"

"Yes, we are here to see things! Things are more important than anything else."

"Hot and sour noodles? What is this? Is it made of potatoes? Then I'd like to try it."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know what it tastes like."

Zhao Liya smiled and told everyone to do as they pleased, then she and Hu Ling went about their business separately.

The merchants suddenly became excited again and started discussing the matter.

Mao Dexing realized belatedly that the show of force had been messed up again, and not only had it no effect, but the housekeeper had lost face!

(End of this chapter)