A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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"Is Dr. Wang's medicine really effective? Why is it so bitter?"
Jiang Yongqiang pinched his nose and forced down a large bowl of dark, unpleasant-tasting medicine, which made his face contort.
Madam Jiang quickly handed over a large plate of candied fruit: "Qiang'er, you've suffered, have some candy to change your taste... Are you hungry? How about I have someone bring you a plate of roast chicken?"
Jiang Yongqiang was about to grab a piece of candied fruit when his movement was too large, and the entire plate of candied fruit shattered on the ground with a 'crack'.
"Why is our family so unlucky today? Mom, I'm starving! Hurry up and bring some food to the kitchen!" Jiang Yongqiang clenched his fist in anger and slammed it hard on the table.
The teacups on the table were also knocked upwards by the slap.
Seeing her son so angry, Madam Jiang felt even more distressed and hurriedly ordered the servants around her, "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear what the young master said? Hurry up and go get some more good food from the kitchen, lest my son go hungry."
Not long after, the person who went to the kitchen to get food came running back, panting.
"Madam, something terrible has happened!" The old woman clutched her chest and gasped for breath.
Madam Jiang hadn't heard a single pleasant thing in the past two days, and she hadn't slept well last night either, suffering from sleep paralysis. Hearing this now only made her angrier.
She picked up the teacup beside her and threw it at the man. "What's wrong? Explain yourself! I think all the things that's happened to our family lately are because of you jinxes! You just blurt out bad things! You're probably afraid our family is having too good a time!"
"I'm letting you go today, but if you don't explain yourself clearly, I'll have someone drag you away and slap you in the face later."
The old woman, clutching her chest, quickly covered her mouth with her hand, and said with a bitter face, "Madam, this is really not my fault! I just went to the kitchen, and the people there were killing rats. I really don't know where so many rats came from, and they've ruined everything in the kitchen."
"Just now, two mice crawled onto my feet. If I hadn't run fast, they probably would have crawled onto my body like them."
"How is that possible? We have cats at home! Where would there be so many rats?" Mrs. Jiang didn't believe it at all and walked towards the kitchen.
Jiang Yongqiang was still hungry, and he didn't care whether there were rats in the kitchen. He directly ordered his subordinates, "Do you all want to watch me starve to death?"
"Hurry up and go to Chunfeng Tower to book me a good banquet. We're starving, so we have to hurry! If I starve to death, my father will skin you alive."
Upon hearing the order, the servants quickly ran out.
Chunfenglou is also a famous restaurant in the county town.
Having a reputation means not having to worry about business, and not being so afraid of the Jiang family.
"It's an honor for you that my young master wants to eat at your family's banquet! How dare you make excuses? If you let my young master go hungry, you'll be in big trouble! Hurry up and get ready to come out!" said the Jiang family thug aggressively.
The waiter at Chunfenglou smiled and said, "But no matter how urgent it is to buy a banquet, we still have to wait for our chefs to prepare the dishes. Otherwise, even the best banquet won't fall from the sky. Please wait a little longer, and we will deliver it to your residence as soon as it is ready."
"Wait? Our young master has never waited! Hurry up and urge them. If any family has prepared a banquet, send it to our family first!" The Jiang family thug's eyes swept around and soon saw a food box being carried out of the kitchen.
Overjoyed, they snatched the vegetables from the deliveryman's hands, declaring, "Put it on our Jiang family's tab!"
After saying that, he picked up the food box and ran off without a trace.
"Wait... don't run away! That's not for people to eat, it's for the gods, and it's not salted!" The waiter from Chunfenglou jumped up and down anxiously behind them.
They took away the things that others had reserved, so the people at Chunfenglou would have to prepare them later.
Unfortunately, these Jiang family thugs ran too fast, and they were afraid that the food box in their hands would be snatched away, offending their young master, which would be a loss.
The thugs carried the food boxes home as fast as they could, proudly displaying the contents as if they were treasures.
A golden pig's head, emitting a rich aroma, made Jiang Yongqiang, who had been starving for most of the day, wish he could swallow it whole.
But his mouth was still not as big as a pig's head. He reached out and tore off a pig's ear, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it down in big bites.
Jiang Yongqiang's expression froze.
"Young master, what's wrong? Is the food at Chunfenglou not good? Shall we go to Zuixianlou and buy you another serving?" the bolder thug asked hesitantly.
Jiang Yongqiang spat out what was in his mouth and smashed the remaining half of the pig's ear on the thug's head. "Are you all shit-eaters?! You even snatched a half-cooked pig's head from me? Are you blind? Are you deaf? This pig's head didn't even have salt in it, how are you supposed to eat it?"
"Young...Young Master, we didn't know..." the thug quickly begged for mercy.
"Get out!" But Jiang Yongqiang had already kicked him in the head. "I don't know, but I think you guys did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"You know I've been feeling weak lately. So what if I wet the bed once? What's the big deal? You guys actually have the nerve to come after me now? You're all asking for it."
Jiang Yongqiang cursed and beat the group of thugs until they were covered in bumps. With tears in his eyes, he said he would go buy some new food right away.
These petty thugs weren't exactly good-natured to begin with, and now they've suffered this undeserved misfortune.
In order to avoid being scolded and buy the food as soon as possible, they practically stole the food box from someone else. How could they know that it was a pig's head offered to the gods?
In the end, he still got beaten up by his young master.
These people harbored resentment and grudges. When they went out to buy food, they deliberately said loudly, "Why did you put so much water in the wontons? Did you find out about my young master wetting the bed and want to make fun of him? Quickly pour out all the water! Be careful, or my young master will punish you."
"What's wrong with you, the flatbread seller? These flatbreads are so dry! How can my young master eat them? It's true that my young master wets the bed, but that has nothing to do with you. If you dare to tell anyone, be careful, my young master will come and beat you up!"
Thanks to their deliberate and loud publicity, almost everyone in the city learned within a day that the eldest son of the Jiang family was still wetting the bed at the age of twenty, which amused many people.
With the Jiang family so domineering and oppressive, many people have suffered greatly and usually dare not resist. Now that they have heard such happy news, they must be secretly overjoyed.