However, she really liked Fang Jie's changes.
That way, she can feel more at ease when he goes out to make his way in the world after the New Year.
Being too honest will definitely lead to being bullied in the outside world.
Zhang's wife was filled with pain, anger, and hatred, and wanted to fight Fang Jie to the death.
However, the moment she moved, Qibei immediately stood up, barking, "Woof woof woof!"
She immediately froze, too afraid to move.
So she sat on the ground, crying and shouting, demanding that the village officials uphold justice for her.
Perhaps the commotion here was too big, because the village chief heard the news and came over himself.
Zhang Zongde, having not seen Aunt De return for a long time, went out to look for her and happened to run into her.
"Clan Chief Zhang, Village Chief, someone from another village has bullied me. You must uphold justice for me."
“He,” Zhang’s wife pointed at Fang Jie and began to accuse him, “a man from another village, he beat my face like this, I’m going to sue him!”
Thinking that Fang Yan had sent her son to jail, she thought that she had to send Fang Yan's brother to jail too!
Fang Jie was afraid of causing trouble for Fang Yan, and now he was also a little scared and regretful.
He wasn't afraid or regretful about hitting Zhang's wife; he regretted acting so impulsively and should have found an opportunity to quietly strike her with a stick.
“Uncle, village chief,” Fang Jie had been calling them that ever since he came to live in Gouzi Village, following Fang Yan’s lead. “She was the one who insulted my sister first, saying that my sister was a prostitute.”
"Your sister went to work as a prostitute, and I didn't wrong her. That guy even chased her all the way to the village; everyone in the village saw it. And he just left not long ago. If we send someone to call him back now, he'll be back here in less than half an hour!"
Zhang's wife clung to this point.
Fang Jie was so angry that he wanted to beat her up again.
"Old Zhang's family, you..."
The village chief was also aware of the situation; he knew that Boss Wu wanted to buy Yan's braised food recipe and that he wasn't a good person.
Zhang's wife always had the nerve to accuse others, which annoyed him greatly. He was about to scold her when he suddenly heard a sound coming from the other end of the alley...
Everyone looked in that direction and saw a pedicab riding towards them.
Because of the crowd of onlookers, plus Fang Yan and her group, they were all blocking the middle of the alley, and the tricycle couldn't get through, so it stopped early.
"Could you please..." Mr. Wu got off the tricycle, his attitude extremely impatient.
He was originally going to vent his anger on the people blocking the way, but unexpectedly, when he came out, he saw Fang Yan standing there too.
He immediately jumped off the tricycle with great joy and rushed to Fang Yan, "Little Fang! You're finally back!"
Qi Bei turned around and rushed to Fang Yan like lightning, standing firmly in front of her like a loyal guard, preventing Boss Wu from getting any closer to her.
Its understanding and loyalty aroused envy and jealousy among those present.
To be honest, Mr. Wu had been dealing with Qibei for two days now. Although he was still a little afraid of it, he was no longer as fearful of it as he was when he first saw it.
Qibei wouldn't let him get close to Fang Yan, so he didn't get close. He stopped five steps away from Fang Yan. "I knew it was getting dark and you would definitely have to go home, so I made the tricycle turn around. It seems that my decision was absolutely right."
He looked so happy he was almost incoherent.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Fang Yan was his long-lost daughter.
It's no wonder Mr. Wu was so happy. Every extra day he was away here meant another day of sluggish business for his restaurant.
The new location has just been confirmed. If the old store's business doesn't pick up, the new store probably won't be able to open either.
After all, a lot of money needs to be invested before a new store opens, and they are relying entirely on the old store to make money.
Using the last glimmer of light before it was completely dark, Fang Yan looked at him indifferently, her tone as cold as her expression, "Mr. Wu, is there something you need from me?"
She hadn't intended to pay any attention to Mr. Wu, but she had momentarily forgotten that in this era, in such a backward and feudal village, it was easy for a strange man to come looking for a woman whose husband was away from home all year round, and this could easily be used as an excuse to cause trouble.
Therefore, she was even less friendly towards Boss Wu.
"Xiao Fang," Mr. Wu, who had been acting as a "gatekeeper" for two days in a row, suppressed all his displeasure and tried his best to put on a friendly and enthusiastic demeanor, despite his resentment and displeasure towards Fang Yan. "How have you thought about the braising spice recipe I mentioned last time?"
Fang Yan: ...
Does this person think that 500 yuan is an astronomical sum of money for her?
No wonder he managed to run the restaurant in such a dismal state even after finding such a talented chef; he must have a screw loose.
Fang Yan didn't even bother to respond to his question, but instead asked him directly, "My family told me that you've been standing outside my house for two days?"
Mr. Wu roared inwardly, "You know I've been standing here for two days. In terms of age, I'm at least your elder. How could you make me wait for you like this for two days?"
Well, if Fang Yan could hear him say that, she probably wouldn't even hesitate and would spray a mouthful of salt water right in his face. "You think you're so great? And you call yourself an elder?"
Not everyone who is old enough can be called an elder.
"Xiao Fang, I just wanted to ask you, is your family's braised food recipe available for sale?"
Boss Wu was still up to no good. In order to make Fang Yan feel his sincerity, he went to great lengths to pretend to be ingratiating, saying, "Just look at how I have personally visited you three times in a row. In ancient times, this would be considered as visiting a thatched cottage three times."
Furthermore, I'm planning to add another 500 yuan, making it 1,000 yuan in total, to buy your braising spice recipe. Given my sincerity, could you consider this collaboration?
hiss……
Before Fang Yan could say anything, a collective gasp arose from the surrounding crowd…
"One thousand yuan!"
"I've never earned a thousand yuan in my entire life!"
"The so-called braising spice recipe is just a bunch of stuff made up of star anise and other spices, and this stuff is actually worth a thousand dollars!"
"You think it's just some random stuff made with star anise and other spices? Then try making something random and see if they even give you a second glance!"
...
"One thousand yuan!"
"One thousand yuan!"
"One thousand yuan!"
When Mr. Wu said "one thousand yuan", Zhang's wife was completely stunned!
Good heavens!
Why are you so biased?
Our whole family has worked hard for years and hasn't even earned a thousand yuan. How come that despicable person from the third son's family can sell a simple recipe for a thousand yuan?
Amidst the gossip and the increasingly suspicious gaze of Mr. Wu, Fang Yan…
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