"Thank you, brother."
After parking his car, Mu Chen walked towards the canopy that had been set up on the right.
Although the shed is simple, it has the charm of the Miao people.
Mu Chen glanced around and saw that there were more than a dozen tables inside and outside the tent, most of which were occupied by Han people.
Judging from their clothing and appearance, they are probably not locals.
Moreover, today seems to be a day for catching up on the sidelines.
"Ah Chen, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Come sit over here!"
In a small house on the side, an older woman is preparing food ordered by guests.
Why is it "sister-in-law"?
Whether a Miao girl is married or not can be determined by observing her headdress, clothing, and bracelets.
Unmarried girls typically wear elaborate and symbolic headdresses.
For example, unmarried women's headdresses are usually more elaborate and complex, while married women's headdresses are relatively simple.
As for bracelets, married couples usually wear bracelets in pairs.
Unmarried women do not wear bracelets.
Mu Chen didn't recognize this woman, but he wasn't surprised that she recognized him in the Miao village.
Soon, the woman came over with two younger girls carrying several small pots.
"Achen, here's chicken porridge, blood sausage soup, and sour fish soup. Try some."
"There's no need to make so much, sister-in-law. I can't finish it all by myself, and it would be a waste to waste it."
Currently, Mu Chen, not to mention how much wealth he owns, already has more than a billion yuan in the money in his bank account.
Even so, Ah Chen, who had suffered hardships and almost starved to death several times, knew that every grain of rice was hard-earned.
Therefore, he will not waste it.
But when he tasted the chicken porridge, blood soup, and sour fish soup made by his sister-in-law, his eyes lit up.
"Sister-in-law, did you make this yourself?" Mu Chen asked back.
The woman rushed over. "Yes! This chicken porridge is made with free-range chickens that we raise ourselves. It's nutritious and tastes delicious."
"Ah Kang said you were injured a few days ago, so you need to take good care of yourself."
"This blood-filled soup is made primarily with rice paddy fish raised in our rice fields, along with seasonings such as fish sauce, fennel, and soy sauce."
"As for this sour fish soup, it's a specialty of our Miao people, you know that."
The older sister-in-law tried her best to explain things to Mu Chen in her own words in as much detail as possible.
Mu Chen gave a thumbs up, "Sister-in-law, with your skills, Kang should let you open a restaurant; you'd definitely make money."
"No, no, these are all dishes from my hometown, how can we open a restaurant here?"
"Sister-in-law, don't be modest, you really can."
Mu Chen ate with great relish, but this pleasant atmosphere didn't last long before it was ruined by the Han people at the next table.
"What are you two chattering about? We've been waiting for so long and the food still hasn't arrived. This kid who came later not only cut in line to get his car washed, but he also got to eat before us. Is this how you treat people in your Miao restaurant?"
Upon hearing this, the sister-in-law was stunned for a moment, then a glint flashed in her eyes. She had just turned around to deal with the three Han people when Mu Chen stopped her.
"Sister-in-law, you go ahead and do your work, I'll take care of it."
The woman was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. Although she wasn't very educated, she was quite adept at social interactions.
Only after Ah Chen stepped in did she relent.
Looking at the three burly men five or six meters away, Mu Chen thought to himself, "With their thick muscles, big gold chains, and bald heads, they're either thugs from the underworld or nouveau riche."
Or perhaps, he's a local thug who's just been released from prison.
"What are you looking at, you little brat? Watch out or I'll gouge your eyes out!" the scarred man roared menacingly.
While eating fish and drinking rice wine, Mu Chen casually asked, "Judging from your accents, you must be from the provincial capital!"
"We are the underworld bosses of Lincheng."
"No wonder, he spews filth all over his mouth."
"You fucking want to die."
The burly man at the head of the group rushed over, but Mu Achen was faster than him.
A flash of white light, and a chilling Miao sword was placed against the bald man's neck.
This action alarmed many Miao people in the vicinity.
The next second, dozens of Miao people surrounded them with Miao knives.
"Ah Chen?"
"Folks, it's Achen! People nearby, come quickly! Achen has been bullied by Han Jialang!"
Someone shouted, and within just two or three minutes, over a hundred burly Miao men rushed into the car wash, which startled the three strong men.
Ah Kang also arrived.
He squeezed into the crowd, and after understanding what had happened, he asked everyone to disperse first. He also invited Mu Chen to have dinner first, saying that he would handle it.
Mu Chen shrugged, sat down, and continued eating.
Akang approached the three Han men at their table and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I am the owner here, Akang! The one you were swearing at earlier is from our Miao family."
Ah Kang gave a thumbs up. He added, "No matter when he comes here or what he eats, he's always given top priority!"
"So I don't care where you're from or what your background is, you'd better not be looking for trouble! But guests are guests, so this table is on me today!"
“If you dare to speak disrespectfully to him again, I can have the Miao people nearby chop you to pieces in no time with just one word.”
"Don't believe me? Try it!"
As the sound faded, the Miao knife at A Kang's waist swayed slightly, startling the three burly men wearing thick gold chains.
"Miao Akang, you just wait."
The three burly men held a position in the provincial capital's underworld second only to Wang Zhao, the big boss who was fond of dealing in medicinal herbs. When had they ever suffered such a loss?
They made some harsh remarks and tried to leave without even eating, but were stopped by the Miao men who were queuing up to wash their cars.
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