Facing Niu Dazhuang's praise, Song Qianning waved her hand and said modestly, "I happened to learn how to train poultry before."
As a fish fairy, if she can't even command mortal beasts, then she is unworthy of being a fish.
Niu Dazhuang didn't dwell on this topic any further. He turned his eyes away from the goose and said, "I've already agreed on the price with the owner of the farm. Miss Song, just pay directly."
The negotiated price was slightly lower than Song Qianning had expected. After hearing the price, she was very satisfied.
It seems that the helper was not hired in vain.
Before coming, Song Qianning brought the silver notes with her. After talking to Niu Dazhuang, she found the owner of the farm and handed over the silver notes and the land deed to him in one hand.
The farm owner handed the land deed to Song Qianning with a smile on his face: "From now on, this farm will belong to you, girl."
After getting the land deed, it was already late. Song Qianning didn't stay any longer and called the two cubs: "Da Wang, Xiao Ya, it's time to go home."
Hearing Song Qianning's voice, the little girl got off the big goose, looked at the big goose reluctantly, and stroked the big goose with her little hands.
As if sensing Xiao Ya's reluctance, the big goose lowered its head and rubbed against her. Then, the reluctance in Xiao Ya's eyes almost overflowed.
Holding the goose's neck, she tilted her head back and looked at Song Qianning with hope: "Mom, can the goose go home with us?"
Feeling the reluctance of her own female goose to leave, Song Qianning thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay."
It’s just a big goose anyway. Since my kids like it, it’s okay to raise it at home.
"Yeah." The little girl shouted excitedly and hugged the big goose.
So, the next group returning included not only the family of three but also a well-behaved goose.
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The farm already had poultry, which Song Qianning also bought and could be used directly.
After discovering Niu Dazhuang's excellent cooking skills, Song Qianning did not waste it and let him be responsible for most of the cooked food in the shop.
With the farm and Niu Dazhuang's excellent cooking skills, the already prosperous delicatessen shop is attracting more and more customers.
In addition, Song Qianning never cuts corners, so the food sold in the store is not only delicious but also generous in portion, and is very popular among customers.
The entire delicatessen shop is doing very well. Customers who come to the shop once will eventually become repeat customers.
At the same time, in a corner of the street, two ruffian men were squatting together, muttering something.
"That shop called Wangya Delicatessen, the food they sell there is so delicious, the taste alone is enough to make me miss it so much."
The man who was speaking looked intoxicated. Wang Ermazi, who was squatting next to him, became curious when he heard what he said: "Are the things sold in that shop really that delicious?"
"Why would I lie to you?" The man rolled his eyes at him.
The man took out a piece of silver from his pocket and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth: "This is something I stole from my father. I haven't eaten for several days. I have to eat to my heart's content today."
Under his friend's boasting, Wang Ermazi couldn't help swallowing his saliva, rubbing his hands and saying, "I'll go with you."
"Hurry up, so you don't have to wait in line when the shop is crowded."
Before I even got close to the shop, I could see a lot of customers and the aroma coming from the shop.
Wang Ermaizi was so greedy by the aroma that his small eyes lit up.
He rushed to the shop first and was about to buy something to try when he saw a very familiar figure: "Song Qianning?!"
At that time, Song Qianning had just seen off a guest and turned around to see an ugly man pointing at her and yelling.
After looking for a while, she remembered that this man was from Shitou Village and his name was Wang Ermaizi.
The last time Wang Ermaizi saw Song Qianning was in Shitou Village. Before that, Song Qianning was skinny and her face was already considered stunning in the village. After Song Qianning had been recuperating for a period of time, her beauty was even more enhanced.
Now seeing that Song Qianning was even more beautiful than before, his lustful eyes lingered on her.
"Hey, Song Qianning, it turns out that you haven't been back to the village for such a long time. You are working as a waiter."
Looking at the beautiful Song Qianning, Wang Ermaizi felt itchy and his words became more and more impolite.
Not only did he talk about it, he even wanted to take action.
Niu Dazhuang, who heard the noise, came out of the kitchen and happened to see this scene.
With a glare on his face, he grabbed Wang Ermazi's arm before he could touch Song Qianning and said sternly, "How dare you bully people in our store in broad daylight!"
Wang Ermaizi screamed in pain when Niu Dazhuang pinched him and quickly dodged.
Seeing Niu Dazhuang who had just attacked him, Wang Ermaizi looked at Song Qianning again and his eyes widened instantly.
Taking advantage of the fact that many people had gathered outside, he pointed at Song Qianning and shouted, "Everyone come and take a look."
"This woman is a well-known widow in our village. She was having an affair with her adulterer in broad daylight. She has no shame at all!"
"The widow is immoral!"
As Wang Ermaizi shouted, many more people gathered outside.
Before he could feel proud, he saw the people pointing at him and talking with a look of disgust.
What's more, he immediately spat at Wang Ermazi and said disdainfully: "Where did this shameless second-rate guy come from to slander Miss Song here?"
"Miss Song has run the shop here for such a long time. Everyone knows what kind of person she is."
"Niu Dazhuang is Miss Song's hired helper. Have you eaten feces?"
It has been a while since Song Qianning opened the shop, and the people around here are already familiar with her and Niu Dazhuang.
Needless to say, he had a good impression of the two, not to mention that Wang Ermaizi looked like a sly creature.
The people can naturally tell what is right and what is wrong.
"He has a disgusting appearance and a dark heart."
"Fortunately, we are familiar with Miss Song, otherwise we would have been slandered by him."
"I don't know what evil intentions he has. He even wants to slander a good person like Miss Song."
"If you ask me, this kind of black-hearted person should be reported to the authorities and arrested.
All kinds of ridicule and insults came towards Wang Ermaizi, and Wang Ermaizi, who was originally complacent, could not help but stand there dumbfounded.
In his imagination, after hearing his words, everyone should blame Song Qianning for not observing the virtues of a woman, but he never expected that he would be the one being blamed in the end.
When did this little bitch Song Qianning become so popular?
Just as Wang Ermaizi was dumbfounded, Niu Dazhuang came up from behind him, reached out and grabbed him like a chick.
Ignoring his struggle, Niu Dazhuang dragged him to the back alley of the shop and threw him to the ground.
"You, you, you dare"
Wang Ermaizi was about to curse when he heard footsteps in front of him.
Looking up, he saw Song Qianning walking towards him with a handful of weapons.
Wait, a knife?!
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