Everyone unconsciously turned their heads and saw four or five people surrounding a fat man as he walked over.
Two men cleared the way: "Make way, you lowly people, get out of the way! Can't you see my master is here!"
The fat man held a folding fan in his hand, and he waved it with what he considered to be dashing air.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Han Luoxue frowned. She hadn't expected that the culprit would actually appear.
The crowd had no choice but to give way. The fat man slowly walked into the shop, saw the dozen or so people kneeling on the ground, and sneered: "Hmph, I, Liu, have been in business for so long, how could I possibly sell such harmful things? Only you soft-hearted people would believe that!"
Seeing Liu Pangzi's righteous and indignant demeanor, some people were puzzled and looked confused.
When his wife was talking, he felt like his hands were about to rot.
But now, judging from Fatty Liu's completely unconcerned appearance, could it be that his ointment is truly harmless? Or is this lady just creating a fuss for herself?
"And you, Lao Sun, that's not fair! You clearly got into trouble because you used Fu'antang's ointment, how did you get fooled by this woman and become my Hongrentang's ointment?"
Fatty Sun looked embarrassed. He didn't know what had happened to him. He thought there was something wrong with Fatty Liu's ointment.
"Madam? Now?"
The people kneeling were also uncertain. They wanted to get up, but they were worried that their hands might really be damaged!
Han Luoxue hadn't expected that Fatty Liu could turn the tide so quickly with just a few words. However, she remained calm, her voice still cold: "I've said what I needed to say. Whether you believe it or not is up to you! Of course, you can continue using it, but in the end..."
"Stop spouting nonsense! Mrs. Han, are you perhaps just jealous that our Hongrentang ointment is more effective and cheaper than yours, so you're deliberately trying to smear us?"
"Heh! Mr. Liu, do you believe that?"
Fatty Liu snorted coldly: "Why shouldn't you believe my own ointment?"
"Oh, so you believe in your own ointment?"
Han Luoxue nodded in deep agreement.
Fatty Liu retorted angrily, "If you don't believe my ointment, do you expect me to believe yours?"
"That's not necessarily true. I just find it a bit strange. Master Liu, since you trust your ointment so much, why do your servants still smell of it on them?"
Fatty Liu's expression changed, and his small eyes widened: "Nonsense! My Liu family has its own ointment. The ointments my men use are naturally our own. How could we possibly use yours?"
"Hehe... then let's just pretend we didn't use ours!"
Han Luoxue didn't insist, her voice still calm. She turned to Old Man Liu and said, "Manager Liu, since there's been a problem with our shop's ointment, let's close temporarily and stop business. We can reopen after this matter is resolved!"
"Anyway, I have plenty of money, so I don't care about a few coins."
"Oh, right, there's one more thing. I'm just offering a friendly reminder to Mr. Liu. If the symptoms of festering hands appear at the beginning, our ointment may have a slight effect, but it definitely won't cure the problem. It will only provide some temporary relief."
"Unfortunately, our ointment is no longer available for sale starting today!"
Han Luoxue finished speaking the last few words, one by one. Liu Pangzi's expression suddenly changed. She gritted her teeth and said, "So what if we stop selling? What does it have to do with me?"
"It's okay, we won't sell it here anymore. From now on, everyone will buy from your store. Isn't that a good thing?"
"As for you..." Han Luoxue looked at Master Sun: "If you want to report this to the authorities, our Fu'an Hall will accompany you to the end!"
It seems that the county magistrate here is indeed problematic, colluding with these merchants and practically wielding absolute power.
"Madam, please sell me a box!"
One of the people kneeling on the ground suddenly spoke up, and the others quickly echoed him.
However, Han Luoxue waved her hand: "I'm not selling anymore, not a single box! Waiter, move all the ointments in the shop to the warehouse. Starting today, we're closing down for reorganization!"
The waiter came over and escorted the person out, but the person kneeling on the ground still refused to get up. Master Sun and Fatty Liu exchanged a glance, glared fiercely at everyone, and then turned and slunk away.
"Oh, Sister Han, you're being a bit impulsive!"
Wang Yan didn't dare to say anything just now, but she felt that Han Luoxue was still too straightforward. You can't do business like that. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. This saying is always applicable.
"It's alright! Okay, let's go back."
It's good that the pharmacy is temporarily closed. She's said what she needed to say today, and those who believe her will naturally stop using that ointment. Then there's still some hope for them.
If someone is stubborn, then they deserve it.
It's just a badly injured hand, it's not like it'll kill someone, it's really nothing.
Back in the courtyard, Zhou Jun was also furious when he heard the news.
Zhou Jie was even more furious: "Sister Xue, if I had known, I would have gone over there. I would have beaten those two fat guys to death!"
Her eyes were dark and sinister, especially at that fat Sun, who dared to covet the Han Luoxue sisters. If her cousin found out, he'd probably be skinned alive.
"Alright, there's nothing to be angry about! They're just a few clowns. Don't worry, I can handle this little thing!"
"The situation in the palace is unclear, so I hope to trouble Brother Chen as little as possible and not let her worry about her own affairs."
Zhou Jie nodded, but she wouldn't let that fat man get away with it.
...
"Old Sun, what you did today was not fair!"
After leaving the house, Fatty Liu pulled Fatty Sun to a teahouse.
"Fatty Liu, I bought so much of your ointment because I trusted you. Tell me the truth, is there anything wrong with your ointment?"
It wasn't really a matter of believing or not believing; the key was that Fatty Liu offered him an excellent price, which he couldn't refuse.
The quality difference isn't significant, but the price is considerably lower; even a fool would know which one to choose.
"Hey, Lao Sun, we've known each other for so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am? Besides, I've been working in pharmacies and clinics for so long, do you think there's anything wrong with my ointment?"
"If there really was a problem, could I have worked for this long?"
Fatty Liu didn't answer proactively, and Fatty Sun looked at her suspiciously: "But a few of my men have indeed run into trouble!"
"That must be because of Fu'an Tang's ointment! What can that woman do? You know, women should just stay at home and take care of the children, lie in bed and serve their men properly. What is she doing out here? Can you trust the things a woman sells?"
Fatty Sun nodded, seemingly agreeing with the point.
"Don't worry, I have a business relationship with the county magistrate, and the ointment he uses is from my family. If there were any problems, would I dare to give it to him?"
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