A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant said with an air of extravagance, "If you hand over the recipe for braised dishes, I'll give you two hundred taels of silver!"

Wan Shu: "..."

She really couldn't understand it. Was the braised food recipe some kind of golden goose? Why did everyone want it...?

First it was Aunt Zhao's family, then it was Liu's family, then it was Li Chuanzong's family, and now this businessman has come.

However, upon closer reflection, given how profitable braised food is, they probably see it as a real goldmine.

Unfortunately, without a system-wide marketplace, even though they obtained this golden opportunity, they couldn't use it to make money.

They might even turn around and accuse her of providing a fake formula, demanding compensation.

Wan Shu refused without hesitation: "Sorry, we don't sell braised food recipes."

Two hundred taels was no small sum for a street stall like Wan Shu's.

Even if their business is good every day and they can make a profit of two taels of silver, two hundred taels is enough to make them work diligently for about a hundred days.

The middle-aged man clearly hadn't expected Wan Shu to reject him so decisively.

His brow furrowed in displeasure: "Ha, it's just a small, run-down stall, yet you're acting all high and mighty. You're truly insatiable!"

His face was filled with disgust for Wan Shu, but at the same time, he really wanted the braised food recipe.

In just ten days, braised food became a sensation throughout Sishui County, and even neighboring counties heard about it.

He believed that if he could seize this great business opportunity, he would definitely make a fortune.

He could only patiently raise the price: "I'll add another two hundred taels, four hundred taels of silver! If you..."

"Sorry, no matter the price, we don't sell the formula."

The middle-aged man was worried that Wan Shu would continue to raise the price, so he originally wanted to say, "If you are still not satisfied, then I will buy it," as a warning to Wan Shu.

Unexpectedly, Wan Shu interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

Furthermore, Wan Shu said that she wouldn't sell it for any amount of money!

He immediately became furious, glaring at Wan Shu: "Do you know who I am?! How dare you disobey me?!"

The middle-aged man's surname was Liu, and his given name was Liu Liang. He was the brother of the concubine of the head of the wealthy Zhong family in Jingzhou City!

Don't underestimate him just because he's the brother of one of the Zhong family's concubines. His sister, Liu Yu, is no ordinary concubine; she's a favored concubine who wields considerable power within the Zhong family!

Therefore, as Liu Yu's older brother, his status naturally rose accordingly. He went from being a petty thief on the street to becoming the manager of Yu Mantang, the largest restaurant in Sishui Town.

He believed that everyone in Sishui County who was in business knew him!

So when he asked Wan Shu, "Do you know who I am?!", he wasn't really trying to find out if Wan Shu knew him. Instead, he assumed Wan Shu definitely did and wanted to use his identity to put pressure on Wan Shu.

Ha, he's the brother of the concubine of the Zhong family patriarch! What an honorable status!

Once Wan Shu is intimidated, she will definitely hand over the braised food recipe to him without asking for a single penny.

He had originally intended to give them some money, but they were being stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason. He was going to punish them properly later!

Liu Liang stood smugly with his hands on his hips, ready to see Wan Shu's look of fear and dread.

However, Wan Shu just blinked slightly, looking puzzled, and asked, "Why would I need to know who you are? Who are you?"

The tone was unmistakably sarcastic, as if asking, "Who do you think you are? Why should I know you?"

Since Liu Yu married into the Zhong family, no one has ever dared to speak to Liu Liang like that. This made Liu Liang uncontrollably recall the days when he was a hoodlum and was hated by everyone.

His face flushed red with anger, and he pointed a trembling finger at Wan Shu: "You, you little bitch, how dare you insult me ​​like this!"

Wan Shu was utterly speechless.

She had never seen such a bizarre person before. He came to her stall and, without saying a word of negotiation, arrogantly declared that he wanted to buy her recipe.

She refused to sell and even asked her if she knew who she was.

Wan Shu genuinely didn't know who he was, so she just asked casually, only to be accused of insulting him.

Damn it, I hate people who show off the most!

Setting up a stall is tiring enough, but having to deal with this kind of weirdo is just too much for Wan Shu, so she put on a cold face.

"Sir, if you're not buying braised food, please move aside and don't block our business!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Dazhu and his men also set up their battle formation.

Sam-soon's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "That's right, get out of the way, don't block our business!"

Dazhu picked up the weight: "If you continue to bother our mother, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Siya was even more direct: "You old bastard, get out of my way!"

"You, you guys are incredibly audacious! You actually dared to kick me out! And you even dared to call me an old hag!"

Liu Liang became even angrier, his lips trembling as he uttered a harsh threat: "Let me tell you, I am the manager of Yu Mantang! I will make you pay for what you did today! I will make sure your braised food business can no longer continue!"

After saying that, Liu Liang turned and left.

The three children looked worried as they watched Liu Liang's departing figure.

Although they had just fiercely cursed Liu Liang and prevented their mother from being bullied by that old bastard, they understood very well.

Dazhu: "Since Lao Bi Deng is the manager of Yu Mantang, he must be a rich man!"

San Shun: "No, he's probably more than just rich. Yu Mantang is a property of the Zhong family, and the Zhong family is a powerful and influential family throughout Jingzhou City!"

Siya looked distressed: "It would be so easy for these rich and powerful families to take revenge on us, Mother, what are we going to do..."

Dazhu also showed a sorrowful expression.

"I don't know how he'll deal with us. It seems like this stall won't be easy to set up in the future."

San Shun quickly came up with a solution: "Mother, why don't we sell the recipe for braised food to other people who want it, and do some other business?"

It must be said that Sam-soon's solution was very well thought out.

Wan Shu has countless modern ideas in his mind, so starting another business would be a piece of cake for him.

But... she just wouldn't!

Wan Shu gave a mocking smile: "He forbids us from doing braised food business, so we just don't do it? Wouldn't that make us lose face?"

Sam-soon: "Mother, what do you mean?"

Since Wan Shu didn't give Liu Liang a friendly look or stop her three sons from cursing him, she must have already thought of a way to deal with it.

Wan Shu never fights a battle she's not confident of winning.

Wan Shu gave them a reassuring look: "Just take the braised food and follow your mother. Don't worry, your mother will never let that old bastard succeed!"