"Hey, have you heard?"
"What?"
"Yuan Laoliu and Huo Laowu, who used to have stalls on our street, were tricked on their way home by someone who put sacks over their heads, broke their legs, and threw them into a stinking ditch!"
"Should!"
"People like them deserve to die. Tch!"
"And that idle Xu San, he was also beaten up, thrown into the stinking ditch by the roadside, his mouth and nose were stuffed up, and he drowned like the two above."
"Serves them right. People like them must have bullied others a lot. The yamen went door to door looking for the murderer to check for evidence, but it is said that no one came forward to provide any evidence. They just asked a few questions and went through the motions before leaving."
"Hmph, just a thug, the county government probably doesn't care much about him, and this case will be closed so hastily."
"very nice."
Many repeat customers who had eaten at Chen's restaurant greeted him.
"Mr. Chen, I'll have a pork knuckle first, and another one to take home when I get back."
Chen Xian responded with a smile.
Before long, the Chen family had sold most of their food.
The three of them were busy.
One diner jokingly said, "Mr. Chen, you should start selling new dishes. Although the braised pork is delicious, you can't eat it every day."
"Yes, my family is working on it, and we'll be serving up new dishes soon."
The crowd was bustling with activity, and everyone looked on with envy at the lively stall belonging to Chen Xian.
There was absolutely no trace of jealousy or resentment on his face.
Because those who harbor resentment will either have their legs broken, be thrown into a ditch, or be imprisoned.
The body had long since stiffened.
A man who looked like a wealthy businessman was wandering aimlessly through the food street. He was wearing a loose, soft silk shirt with the character "顾" embroidered on the collar.
The robe he was wearing alone was worth tens of taels of silver, more than an average family's annual harvest.
Even the servants wore silk robes with the words "Gu Family" embroidered on their collars.
Someone with considerable knowledge whispered, "These are clothes from the Gu family's cloth shop. I heard they're very expensive. The collars are all embroidered with characters for easy identification..."
In the blink of an eye, I saw a large crowd of vendors gathered there.
Joining in the fun, he also asked his servant, Ashou, to buy one, while he stood quietly by the roadside and waited.
Before long, Ah Shou, covered in sweat, chuckled and said, "Sir, this place is doing really well; there are so many people gathered around."
He touched his collar with a smug look on his face. Those people had automatically kept their distance from him, probably afraid of damaging his clothes and having to pay for it.
I bought one very easily, without having to squeeze in with others.
Gu Junshan took it, smiled with narrowed eyes, "Not bad, amber color..."
Steaming hot, it exudes a rich aroma of meat.
Take a gentle bite, and you'll experience its tender, fresh, and delicious flavor!
He glanced casually at the young woman serving rice to customers and paused for a moment.
His previously calm face instantly darkened.
He casually handed the meat to the servant beside him.
"You handle it, I... feel nauseous from eating it."
"ah?"
The servant was still wondering what was wrong with his master.
His expression stiffened slightly. "The Wei family from Laomiao Town, have they opened a branch in Daxing Town?"
Ah Shou nodded cautiously and said, "Yes, yes, I heard that it was because his eldest son died young that the old master of the Wei family took over again and recently invited many colleagues from restaurants and pastry shops to show their support."
Gu Junshan shook his head, looked at the Chen family's stall, and asked himself, "Ah Shou, do you really believe that a person's fortune can be affected by a jinx? Is the jinx theory just a rumor?"
As if suddenly realizing something, Ah Shou looked at the stall and cautiously began to speak.
"Everyone says so, so there must be some truth to it."
Gu Junshan: "The woman and the man seem to be a couple?"
"Yes, I heard people talking about it when I was buying food."
"Is it really true that he was a sinecure official of the ninth rank?"
"Yes."
"You're really lucky. So, there's really no way to deal with that woman?"
Ah Shou suddenly paused, as if remembering something.
Now I understand why the shopkeeper, who acts so strangely these days, speaks like this.
Shut your mouth tightly right now.
"Let's go and send a visiting card to the old manager of the Wei family to congratulate him on opening another branch and wish him booming business!"
Although the words were calm, the language was cold and devoid of any warmth.
For no apparent reason, Li Niang suddenly felt a cold, icy gaze on her back and turned around to look.
But then they saw the back of a man dressed in luxurious, wealthy merchant attire.
baffling.
Although the Chen family bought 20 extra catties of meat, there were still many customers coming to eat.
Look at the sun; it's not even noon yet.
The Chen family was busy packing up their stall when it was time to close up shop.
Suddenly a familiar voice called out, "Brother Chen, I've been looking for you for ages!"
Chen Xian chuckled: "Boss Zhang."
"The recent events on the food street have been making headlines. I knew that the old man might be Boss Chen in disguise, so I tried to find him, and sure enough, that was the case."
“Recently… a lot of guys have been urging me to write the latest chapter of ‘The White-Browed Hero’? I don’t know…” He chuckled and rubbed his hands together, carefully observing the man’s expression as he spoke.
"Well, I've been very busy lately, and the plot has reached a crucial point. Whether you're writing storytelling or vernacular fiction, you know these things—you can't rush it, or the writing will be bland and tasteless!"
Mr. Zhang said helplessly, "Brother Chen, is it really not enough to just spare a little time each day to write?"
He thought to himself, "It still costs money."
He took out some silver from his pocket and said seriously, "I've found out that top story writers pay between 100 and 150 coins per thousand words. According to the rules, I will settle the manuscript fee for Brother Chen."
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