Chapter 107: Enmity

Song Liyun is not afraid of drinking. Even if she moves the winery from Qili City here, she is not worried about getting drunk. She can even drink these people to death.

But these people's purpose is obviously not to drink.

“Get out of the way!”

Song Liyun slowly clenched her fist, and a silver light flashed on her palm. This was a restaurant, and she didn't want to cause trouble.

But he is not afraid of trouble. With just a little effort, he can teach these people a lesson without them realizing it.

Han Ming was being held by Min Gande. Seeing Song Liyun being humiliated, his eyes suddenly turned red and he roared, "Min Gande, I'm going to fuck your ancestors. If you have any grudges, come to me. Why are you showing off with a woman?"

As he spoke, he swung his arm and threw the drunk Min Gande aside, then slapped the people who were blocking Song Liyun away with his left and right slaps.

Han Ming was still not satisfied, so he turned around and punched Min Gande in the face as he was about to stand up.

"Bang" Min Gande couldn't dodge and was hit in the face by Han Ming's punch. He screamed in pain and hit the wall with a dull sound.

At this time, several people in the room had heard the noise and came out, surrounding Han Ming and Song Liyun.

Next to him, the self-righteous guy was already scared silly.

In order to get the twenty-cent reward, he took the initiative to replace the dish that Song Liyun had ordered and grilled, and gave it to Mr. Min Si.

He just thought that these two country bumpkins could be fooled by using other dishes, but he didn't expect them to refuse.

Moreover, Mr. Min Si not only knew the other person, but also invited the female guest to drink. Now, look what happened, a fight broke out.

No matter how brave a guy is, he is unwilling to ruin his livelihood for the rest of his life.

If the shopkeeper knew that he had behaved so recklessly, he would not only be kicked out of the restaurant, but his legs would also be lost.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master!" The waiter rushed over, knelt down and kowtowed to Min Gande, "Fourth Master, calm down!

The boss is in the backyard today, and it would be bad if he found out."

Upon hearing that the owner of Tianxianglou was in the backyard, Min Gande frowned and sobered up a lot. "Since the master is here, I won't disturb his peace. Han Dasha, you owe me this wine, you have to drink it next time!"

He said this with gritted teeth.

He couldn't swallow the humiliation of asking him, the one who was beaten, to free himself.

Anyone present who wasn't a fool knew that the next time the two met, it wouldn't be wine that would be served, but knives.

Since Min Gande had backed down after making such harsh remarks, Song Liyun didn't want to get involved anymore.

He hurried downstairs to pay the bill and left, without even waiting for the dishes he brought for Brother Song Zhenping.

After staying in the inn for one night, Song Liyun started shopping frantically as soon as the shops in the market opened the next day.

This time she bought steamed buns, dumplings, and snacks, as many as she could, and bought out all the fried cakes, crispy cakes, and big twists that had just been put on sale.

Han Ming followed with a cart, and saw Song Liyun carrying a large basket and going in and out of the shops and stalls.

Finally, the cart was filled to its capacity.

The things she bought were all basic necessities of life. They looked heavy and numerous, but they were actually not worth much.

Sixty taels of silver were spent, and only a small half of the money from selling the carpet was used. Even the things that were quietly transferred into the space in the middle were piled up high. Song Liyun finally stopped.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Song Liyun handed Han Ming a steamed bun with braised beef in soy sauce and whispered, "Fill your stomach first, we'll leave the city now."

As he said this, he glanced at a person pretending to buy something outside a store not far away.

It was already noon, and people were coming and going around. However, Song Liyun still noticed something unusual. She and Han Ming were being watched.

Perhaps it was his generosity in buying things that attracted the thieves, or perhaps it was revenge for the fight between Tianxianglou and Min Gande last night. In any case, there were two people following him around at this moment.

Han Ming also noticed something was wrong. He even saw someone he knew before. "Boss, we have to be careful. Min Gande must have bad intentions."

Song Liyun snorted. When they returned to the inn last night, Han Ming told her about Min Gande.

Min Gande used to work in a gambling house in Suijin Town. After surviving a disaster, he left Suijin Town and went to Qili County.

Before this, he had come to Suijin Town several times to invite Han Ming to work with him.

He didn't say what he was doing, but judging by his performance yesterday, it was clear that he was not on the right track.

He has a few younger brothers with him, so he should be doing well in the county.

Han Ming originally wanted to be the shopkeeper for his boss for the rest of his life, then get married and have children, and live an ordinary life. It was by chance that he came to Suijin Town.

As a result, he encountered this bad luck again. He wanted to stay alone on Suijin and wait for death. He didn't want to live a life of wandering and having no food to eat, so he refused Min Gande.

As for going to the Song family with Jin Sanchong to steal things, it was indeed because they had no food to eat.

Knowing that someone was following her, Song Liyun finally bought a basket of candies and snacks before leaving the city with Han Ming.

At the city gate, they ran into trouble again with a large cart of goods. Because there were too many things, the gatekeepers suspected that they were vendors.

Fortunately, after checking everything, I found that apart from grain, cloth, and cotton goods, there were also oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, snacks, and children's toys. There were so many different things that it didn't look like a business.

However, after "confiscating" the two jars of wine, Song Liyun was still required to pay an additional 100 coins in taxes before being released.

Song Liyun finally managed to escape, and after walking a long way, she couldn't help but complain, "No wonder Boss Mu is willing to stay in Suijin Town to resell some second-hand junk instead of going to Qili County to do business. He's been in and out of the city twice, and he's been skinned alive."

Speaking of this, she thought of the way Wanchun Fur Store sold smuggled goods.

The imperial merchants can monopolize the market without paying anything. I might really have to go into business in the future.

Han Ming's wine was stolen by the two officers. He was furious at the moment and didn't want to say anything. He just pulled the cart and ran: "Boss, let's go back quickly."

The northwest is a vast and sparsely populated area. There is not even a big village on the 30-mile road from Qili County to Suijin Town. If something happens on the road, I'm afraid even the body won't be found.

Song Liyun put her hands on the frame to help push the cart, and said with a faint smile: "What are you afraid of? There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to the underworld, but you still come in..."

Han Ming's hand tightened as he pulled the cart, and after a moment he said cautiously and aggrievedly, "Boss, I already know I was wrong!"

Song Liyun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "It's a slip of the tongue, I'm not talking about you!"

She had said the same thing when she was teasing Han Ming and Jin Sanchong that day, and Han Ming had remembered it. He misunderstood that she was saying that he had stolen something.

Hearing Song Liyun's apology, Han Ming also laughed. Although the boss was a woman, it was very easy to get along with her.

He was willing to follow Song Liyun because his boss loved to eat.

I had grilled lamb chops last night, steamed buns this morning, and I still have a meat pie in my arms.

The road was silent except for the two people talking and laughing. The sound of wheels rolling over gravel could be heard from far away.

In a forest by the roadside, Min Gande was hiding in a shelter with four others.

Even so, the cold wind as sharp as a knife still made him shrink back.

Min Gande stamped his feet impatiently to keep warm: "Damn it, is this guy going to die in the city and never come out?"

(End of this chapter)