Uncle Fu nodded. Mr. Liaozhai has so many wonderful ideas. I can almost foresee that the Huaben Wall Forum will become popular throughout Daxing Town.
Suddenly realizing it, I slapped my forehead—smack!
"I was so stupid, really."
"Those who enjoy reading storybooks are mostly young people, while the passersby just now were mostly elderly women, old people, and even children."
Before long, the storybook forum quietly spread among young scholars, and even among literate young ladies from well-to-do families.
Like wild grass in spring, it grows silently and wildly.
Nobody paid any attention.
By the time it attracted attention, it was already March, a time of blooming flowers and lush greenery.
Chen Xian went to the neighboring Red Leaf Village, to the home of Butcher Feng.
The old woman looked him over curiously. "Aren't you from Qingxia Village a while ago?"
Chen Xian chuckled: "It's been a long time, Auntie. Give me ten catties of pork."
"Hey, so you're planning to set up a stall in town today? Going all out?"
He told the old man to start cutting the meat.
"Old man, quickly wash your hands and cut the meat for them."
Butcher Feng walked out of the house with an unnatural expression.
"Young man, let me tell you, meat prices went up a lot recently, around forty-odd coins a pound. They're a little cheaper now, but still more expensive than before, around thirty-odd coins a pound. Are you sure you want it?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Of course they know the price. Hurry up and cut it for them. You're getting older and more long-winded. Cut it a bit fattier for them."
The old woman, growing impatient, scolded.
Chen Xian: "I know. If nothing unexpected happens, the price of pork should return to around twenty coins in about ten days?"
"Hmm? You're so confident, do you think you're influencing the price behind the scenes?"
Chen Xian replied seriously, "Yes."
This completely confused the old man.
"Young people just love to talk big."
The old man snorted coldly in displeasure.
"Grandpa, not too fatty. It's best to have pork belly with alternating layers of fat and meat. It will taste better and won't get stuck in your teeth."
"I'll do as you say, here you go."
Chen Xian gave the money and said hello.
"Goodbye, ma'am. I'll buy your pork often, probably in about five or six months."
The old woman was puzzled by the seemingly random remark.
What do you mean, young man? Are you not planning to sell this business anymore? You think it's not profitable?
As I passed by the door, a surprised voice rang out.
"Boss Chen."
Chen Xian nodded and left.
The old woman asked in confusion, "Daquanzi, do you know him?"
Liu Quan looked excited and said loudly and obsequiously to Chen Xian's back, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will do my job well."
Liu Quan was being mysterious. He originally intended to tell Chen Xian his identity, but then he thought that judging from Boss Chen's style of doing things, this person was always low-key and unassuming.
Will revealing his identity make him hate me?
How can I still cling to someone's coattails?
Liu Quan said earnestly, "Sir, Mr. Chen is not a simple person. Please be more polite to him when he comes to buy meat in the future."
The old woman chuckled and said, "Of course. He just said he'll probably come to buy meat for five or six months, so naturally I'll be more enthusiastic towards him. After all, he's a big customer of ours."
Liu Quan nodded and chuckled.
"Yes, Mr. Chen's pig farm will be completed in six months, and he probably won't be buying your meat anymore. You should take good care of your relationship with him during this time."
The old woman was startled by the sudden question and exclaimed, "Building a pig farm? Raising pigs?"
Even Butcher Feng, who had always disliked Chen Xian, widened his eyes.
The old woman slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, this young man is actually from a wealthy family! I never would have guessed. He's so kind and friendly."
Old man, if I hadn't been constantly smoothing things over, you don't know how many times you would have offended people.
Butcher Feng chuckled dryly a few times.
"I still have to save face, after all, our Qingxia Village and Hongye Village had a fight over water. We are from Hongye Village, so we naturally represent our position."
"What good is saving face? You almost offended someone, you know that?"
"Okay, okay, stop nagging."
The old man kept sighing.
Don't let this person hold a grudge against you.
If you contact the village head and ask him to put pressure on your family, it will cause a lot of trouble.
People tend to fawn over the strong and look down on the weak.
As a proper lackey, one must protect one's boss's reputation.
He said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, do you know who advised the village to harvest the wheat early to avoid it being eaten by locusts?"
"ah?"
The old man and woman were puzzled, but suddenly they were startled by Liu Quan's solemn appearance.
Butcher Feng stammered, "Daquanzi, you're not going to tell me that this farmer is... is..."
Liu Quan nodded: "That's right!"
The old woman slapped her thigh frantically.
“A person should have a conscience. If it weren’t for him reminding the magistrate to have our nearby villages harvest their wheat early, old man, we would have harvested several hundred kilograms less this year… What a good man…”
Butcher Feng stammered, "Ahhh... What the hell is this thing I've done?"
His face was dark red, and he slumped down on the threshold, holding his head in his hands.
His face was filled with pain, guilt, and self-blame.
Liu Quan was speechless. There was even more explosive news that they didn't know yet, but he saw the state of the two of them.
Shut up, or you'll scare those two into something bad.
Liu Quan comforted him, "Don't worry, I know Boss Chen. Unless there's some inexplicable malice, this person won't take it to heart."
He's always been generous to others; if you offend him... you might lose a few houses, accumulate a mountain of debt, and at most get a beating—nothing serious.
The more she listened, the more alarmed she became. The old woman looked at him strangely, full of worry: "You'd be better off not comforting me at all. The more you talk, the more upset I get."
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