Chapter 154: Debunking Rumors on the Street
"Well, Cheng Ming, get ready to eat. I'll start cooking right away."
Cheng Weiyao carried the selected vegetables into the kitchen. She had a premonition that the mistress would not stop eating unless she saw the meat. If she didn't get any benefits from her, she might go to the stall to make trouble. She had to make plans early.
After arranging Wen Chengming's lunch, Cheng Weiyao walked out without eating a single bite.
Cheng Weiyao's premonition was right. When she walked out of the courtyard and passed by the market, the mistress clenched her teeth as she looked at the booming roujiamo and tea eggs.
There are only four women in this family, and they all set up stalls outside. It's hard for them not to get rich, but they are all stingy!
"You mentioned before that the soup dumpling stall was run by Cheng Weiyao and Auntie, right?"
A vicious glint flashed in the mistress's eyes. She had just visited the Prince Qingping's Mansion. Since Cheng Weiyao was at home, wouldn't the mistress be the only one running the soup dumpling stall?
She couldn't handle Cheng Weiyao, that fierce woman, so how could she not handle her aunt, that soft persimmon?
"Um……"
The third room responded, and a glance at the mistress's face told her she hadn't come up with a good idea. It was a pity that Cheng Weiyao had just reminded her...
At the soup dumpling stall.
Goudan and his friends compiled the rhyme and taste of the soup dumplings into lyrics and sang them everywhere. The stall business was quite prosperous, thanks to the preparation of a lot of ready-made dumplings the night before, otherwise it would be too late to knead, wrap and steam them all today.
"Please wait in your chair. A new basket of buns will be out of the oven soon..."
My aunt started to put food in and take it out of the pot in an orderly manner. Except for the morning and lunch time when she was really busy, she could still cope with it at other times, but she would be very tired.
Diners all know that soup dumplings must be steamed and eaten immediately, so most diners come to queue up only when they have time, and naturally there is no rush to eat them.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, business is booming! Are you all planning to risk your lives just for a bite to eat?"
The mistress twisted her old waist and approached loudly, her eyes full of ferocity.
Why did she feel that since her aunt left home, the Prince Qingping's mansion had actually become younger?
The aunt's body stiffened subconsciously. Having stayed at her maternal grandparents' house for a long time, she was very familiar with the mistress's unique tone.
Even though I knew I was free, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
The aunt didn't say anything, but Goudan and his friends couldn't stand it anymore and retorted, "Which old woman is yours with such a foul mouth? The lady who owns the stall looks much older than you!"
The mistress prided herself on being well-maintained, but when a group of little beggars pointed at her nose and called her an old woman, she immediately put away the mocking smile on her face.
"Beggars and soup dumplings, right? A perfect match! They're both equally dirty. The vendor is contagious, while the beggar is filthy and smelly. If it were me, I wouldn't even want to sit down..."
As she spoke, she raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose in a serious manner. The third wife secretly took several steps back, putting some distance between herself and the mistress.
It was obvious that the mistress was looking for trouble, and she didn't want to get involved in these matters at all.
Seeing this hypocritical look, Goudan couldn't help but rush up and spit.
In order not to affect Cheng Weiyao's business, the boys went to the river to wash themselves clean before going to work, and there was no bad smell on their bodies.
This old woman will do anything to throw dirty water!
Most of the diners were old customers, and only a few were traveling merchants passing through Qingshi Town. When they heard the hostess say that the stall owner was sick, they immediately put down their chopsticks.
"I'm not talking nonsense. This person used to be my master's second wife. He was expelled from the mansion because he had an infectious disease. Maybe he is cooking while sick and planning to take revenge on everyone..."
As soon as the mistress saw someone taking the bait, she immediately began to exaggerate and paint a bad picture.
"You're talking nonsense! I don't have any infectious diseases at all! I think you can't stand my good life, so you came here to mess things up!"
The concubine took several deep breaths before she began to refute. She was no longer the second wife and did not need to be afraid of the mistress's power.
"Did I talk to you? Say another word and I'll rip your mouth apart!"
The mistress's brow furrowed. "It's unbelievable! He's only been with the Prince of Qingping's mansion for a short time, and he's grown so independent and has a bad temper, right? He's already started talking back so quickly!"
The concubine's face turned pale. She knew the mistress's temper. She was a fierce woman and very crazy. If there was a conflict, it would affect the business of the stall.
After all, who doesn't want to eat in peace? It's best to avoid getting involved in a world of controversy.
"I should be the one saying this. If you continue to throw mud at me without any reason, we'll see you in the government office!"
Cheng Weiyao led the doctor from the clinic and pushed through the crowd. The mistress's point of contention was indeed the concubine's previous illness. Since the other party insisted that the concubine had an infectious disease, she had brought a doctor to clarify the matter on the spot.
"Doctor? Who knows if you had colluded with this in advance?"
The mistress's eyes were a little evasive. She didn't expect Cheng Weiyao to come over, and it seemed that she came prepared.
As soon as the questioning voice came out, before Cheng Weiyao could say anything, the voices of the people had already drowned out the mistress's voice.
"Is this old woman crazy? This is Dr. Wang from town, renowned for his high medical ethics, and yet she falsely accuses him of collusion?"
"I think her crazy talk makes her look more like she's sick. Mr. Wang, please take a look and see if there's any hope!"
The people were talking to each other, with mockery in their eyes.
It’s not the mistress’s fault that she knows nothing about these things. She is not sick, but the old lady in the family occasionally has a headache or fever and always asks the concubine to go to the pharmacy.
"Please lend me a hand, old lady."
Doctor Wang was also open-minded. He didn't even chuckle when the mistress threw dirty water at him. He just stretched out his hand towards the concubine.
Although they were all old, in order to avoid suspicion he had to put a handkerchief on his aunt's wrist before sitting down and starting to take her pulse.
In fact, just by looking at the concubine's complexion, any discerning person would know what was going on. After all, when the concubine was sent back to the courtyard, she was transported back in a cart.
It's probably okay for me to be standing here now, but it wouldn't be a bad idea to have a doctor to confirm it.
Especially for traveling merchants who are unaware of the inside story, it is very important to know whether the stall owner is sick or not, as they have to travel all over the country!
"The old lady is in good health and has a strong pulse, which is rare for someone of her age."
When Doctor Wang closed his eyes and opened them again, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had also heard about what happened to his aunt.
I didn’t expect that in such a short period of time, the body has been in such good shape. Is there any secret to good health?
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