Li Dechang was all smiles just now, but he's not smiling anymore.

He felt that Lin Wanyue was scolding him.

This little devil is so clever for his age; he must be getting revenge for my previous overcharging, which is why he's specifically calling me incompetent.

but……

Li Dechang's lips twitched. After thinking it over carefully, he realized that he really didn't have much ability, so he could only accept Lin Wanyue's assessment of his incompetence.

Since the little deity has already said that his destiny is good, then he must have a good life!

It's about fortune...

"When will I be able to make a fortune?" Li Dechang asked anxiously.

"No way, being able to eat and wear clothes is already a good life," Lin Wanyue replied without hesitation.

In fact, she wasn't lying. She had no worries about food and clothing, no disasters or hardships, and a peaceful death in her old age. This was a life that many people could only dream of.

Great wealth and high status also mean a life full of ups and downs; a slight misstep can lead to utter ruin, utter destruction, and a terrible death.

Such a destiny is too precious for most people to bear.

At least Li Dechang was just an ordinary person. At home, he was managed by his wife, and outside, he listened to the advice of a few senior doctors. He could manage the pharmacy, but if he wanted more, it would be wishful thinking.

"..." Li Dechang was caught in a dilemma.

Before the fortune teller, he firmly believed in the little devil's abilities, after all, he had been dealt a terrible blow to him back then.

But now... he's starting to doubt it.

While struggling with this dilemma, his legs went numb from squatting.

So Li Dechang braced himself on his knees and prepared to stand up, deciding to continue queuing to buy a roasted sweet potato skin to take home and eat.

He should just ignore what this little rascal said and let it go, lest he hurt his greedy heart that's always trying to make a fortune!

We must never hurt his heart that yearns for the God of Wealth!

But his legs were so numb from squatting that before Li Dechang could stand up, he was pushed aside.

"Get out of my way!" a young man's voice said arrogantly.

The crowd that had been chatting in line suddenly fell silent.

Li Dechang looked up and saw a young man wearing a crimson robe and a jade crown. He looked to be in his early twenties, with phoenix eyes and a somewhat roguish air.

As soon as Li Dechang saw him, his temper vanished, and he obediently rolled to the side.

"Who is he?" Lin Wanyue was puzzled that Li Dechang seemed even more afraid of this person than he was of Young Master Liu.

Everyone around was quiet; the only sound was the chirping of birds in the treetops.

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out, inevitably attracting the person's attention.

The man seemed surprised to find a little toddler, only three or four years old, standing there for a moment in surprise.

"You little brat, listen up!" The person behind him spoke first: "This is our young master Jiang, quickly get your father out here."

"Tsk." The man raised his hand and slapped his henchman behind him. "Why are you talking so loudly? Don't scare that young girl to tears. You'll have to go and comfort her then!"

Li Dechang took the opportunity to whisper, "He's from the Jiang family pawnshop, their only son, Jiang Yongqiang. Your father should be careful."

After Li Dechang finished speaking, he quickly glanced at the young man Jiang Yongqiang, then swiftly pulled his head back, rolled to the side, and then, in a low voice, ran back to his own pharmacy.

He dared not get involved in the Jiang family's affairs.

The Jiang family runs a pawnshop, but they actually have connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. They are very influential in the county town, which is why they are able to run a pawnshop.

The crowd that had been queuing up to eat roasted sweet potato noodles scattered like birds and beasts. Only a few people who really wanted to eat it stood by like quails, not daring to say a word.

Jiang Yongqiang took a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to Lin Wanyue, saying in a gentle tone, "Little girl, go play over there. Don't be scared and cry when your brother beats you up later."

Lin Wanyue accepted the candy.

"Wanbao." The little pink butterfly floated over: "Should I help you?"

"Not for now, let's see what they're up to first," Lin Wanyue said softly, shaking her head.

Lin Weiming stood in the shop and saw the person hand Lin Wanyue a piece of candy. It didn't seem like the person had any ill intentions, so his heart relaxed a little. However, he still clenched his fists tightly, and his muscles were tense, as if he could rush out at any moment.

Jiang Yongqiang walked up to Lin Weiming, a roguish smile playing on his lips: "I heard from some of my brothers that your family is really weird, huh? You can snap the trees in front of the door in one go, right? How about I see it for myself today? Our Jiang family has been running a pawn shop for so many years, and we've collected so many weird things, but I've never seen anything weirder than us."

"That's right! Our eldest brother is the heir of the Jiang family. Your family is incredibly bold, daring not to listen to advice and still opening a shop. Do you not respect our eldest brother?" the henchman behind him shouted.

Lin Weiming didn't want to cause trouble, so his tone was relatively calm: "Oh, so it's Young Master Jiang. I've heard so much about you. It's a rare treat to meet you today. Would you like to try some roasted sweet potato noodles? I'll roast two for you. What kind of dipping sauce would you like? Do you eat spicy food?"

"Are you fucking playing dumb?" Jiang Yongqiang's expression changed, and he reached out to grab Lin Weiming's collar, but Lin Weiming dodged him.

"Wait a moment, I'll grill it for you right now. Our grilled meat and braised pork skin are the best-selling items here, I'll give you an extra portion!" Lin Weiming said with a smile.

Lin Weiming seemed oblivious to the fact that this group was deliberately trying to cause trouble. He remained calm and continued to deftly grill two more sheets.

Liu Junlan went over and hugged Lin Wanyue, whispering to comfort her, "Wanwan, don't be afraid."

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