Wen Xue, who was standing to the side, awkwardly touched her nose and changed the subject, "Is there any news from the Western Regions princess?"
Speaking of the Western Regions princess, Biyu became a little curious. "Why is there no news? I heard that the princess went to the residence of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel to visit Young Master Du. I wonder what they talked about. After the Western Regions princess left, Young Master Du was so angry that he smashed up the room!"
"I think this young master Du will have to run away from the wedding!"
Biyu predicted, and Chuanwen asked her curiously, "What exactly did the Western Region princess talk about with Young Master Du?"
Biyu shook her head, but she said, "If Miss wants to know, I can go out and ask around!"
Biyu was itching to leave, but Chuanwen stopped her, saying there was no need for such trouble.
[Wuhu! Let's use reverse psychology!]
After piecing together Hua Jing and Du Binghai's chat history, Chuanwen speculated in her mind, "She said Du Binghai is ugly and incompetent. If he hadn't been born into a good family, he wouldn't even be as good as the butcher at the city gate. If she had a choice, she would rather choose that butcher than him!"
Seeing the strange look in Biyu's eyes that made Chuanwen seem uninterested, Chuanwen chuckled and said, "I bet that princess from the Western Regions gave Young Master Du a good scolding!"
Biyu agreed, nodding and saying, "Yes, yes, otherwise Young Master Du wouldn't be so angry!"
Wenxue watched Chuanwen and Biyu singing in unison and chuckled to herself.
Du Binghai's elopement came to an end, but just half a month later, when Chuanwen was finally allowed to go out and have some fun, he happened to run into Du Binghai at the city gate.
"You're selling this rotten pork! Do you want people to die from eating it?!"
Du Binghai threw a piece of pork onto the stall, put his hands on his hips and shouted. Behind him followed a servant who was clutching his stomach and looked to be in great pain.
The young man at the pork stall glanced at Du Binghai, who was standing with his hands on his hips, and his distressed servant. It wasn't hard to tell that the two were there to cause trouble, but adhering to the virtue of smiling while doing business, he still put on a smile and said amiably, "Young master, you didn't buy this meat from me. All the meat here is freshly slaughtered that day..."
But before the young man could finish speaking, Du Binghai started spitting, "You made someone sick and you're saying you didn't buy it from you? What proof do you have?!"
“Young master, I bought it from him,” the servant, who was bent over and clutching his stomach, said painfully to Du Binghai, then turned to the young shopkeeper and said, “You were so nice to me when you bought it, but now that I have an upset stomach, you’re turning your back on me! I’m going to report this to the authorities!”
The commotion quickly attracted a lot of onlookers, and Chuanwen and Wenxue squeezed in as well, each with a candied hawthorn, eating and watching the excitement.
[Wasn't the butcher at the city gate supposed to be a dark-skinned old man? He was even suspected of being the father of a vice minister of the Ministry of Personnel! How did he become a young and handsome lad?]
Chuanwen glanced at the good-natured young boss, puzzled.
[Oh dear, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel always sends people to cause trouble for this person, and they got scared and quit! They've been back in their hometown for over two months, while this young man only took over this stall and reopened it a month ago.]
No wonder the princess from the Western Regions said Du Binghai was inferior to that pig butcher at the city gate; he truly was!
Chuanwen glanced at Du Binghai, the spoiled rich kid who was standing with his hands on his hips, insisting on dragging the young boss to report him to the authorities, and then looked at the calm and composed handsome boss, and sighed.
Wen Xue nodded in agreement. She thought, "Not as good-looking! Not as good-tempered! Even shorter than her!"
"Young master, look here."
The young owner casually picked up a piece of pork from his stall and pointed to the texture of the meat for Du Binghai to see. "Every pig is slaughtered with different force and cut differently. Because I chopped along the grain, the cut surface is clean and without any blood. Now look at this piece you brought over."
The young boss placed the two pieces side by side for Du Binghai to compare, and the onlookers all crowded around to look. Sure enough, the cross-sections of the two pieces were somewhat different!
Du Binghai hesitated for a moment, and the young boss thoughtfully chopped off a piece with a knife to show him.
The gleaming knife swung across the chopping board, cleanly cleaving the pork in two. The butcher's knife stood firmly on the board, its edge piercing the flesh. Du Binghai was momentarily blinded by the sight of the knife, and his legs went weak.
This young boss looks like a weak scholar, but he's incredibly ruthless when it comes to chopping meat! Du Binghai is a little scared!
However, the young boss continued to explain, his smile unchanged, "The way the rope is tied is also different."
He tied a piece of pork with straw rope and compared it with the piece that Du Binghai had brought, also for the onlookers to see.
Many people in the crowd had bought pork from the young owner before, and they could tell at a glance that the young owner tied the rope in a special way, which was indeed different from other owners. They all spoke up for the young owner.
Du Binghai felt a little guilty after what was said, and even the servant who was clutching his stomach didn't dare to speak.
Chuanwen took a bite of hawthorn. "This Du Binghai, isn't he just here to pick a fight because the Western Region princess mocked him for being inferior to a butcher? What did that small business owner do to deserve this? Old Du ousted the former boss, and now this mama's boy, Du Binghai, is trying to harass the current boss. What's wrong with them? Are these two, father and son, at odds with a butcher?"
"Wenxue, go!"
Chuanwen was indignant. How could she let such a cruel thing happen right under her nose when a handsome guy was being bullied!
Wenxue's chivalrous spirit had long been ignited, and once Chuanwen spoke, how could she possibly stand still!
Wen Xue stepped forward, slammed her sword down on the stall in front of Du Binghai, picked up the straw rope from the piece of pork Du Binghai had brought with her index finger, and handed the pork to Du Binghai with a smile, "Young Master Du, did your servant really buy the pork from this stall?"
Du Binghai met Wen Xue's smiling yet sharp eyes, swallowed hard, glanced at Chuan Wen behind Wen Xue, and stammered, "Y-maybe he's mistaken..."
It was true that he was afraid of Wen Xue's sword, but his father had repeatedly warned them not to mess with Chuan Wen, and that it was best to take a detour when they saw her! Although he didn't know why, all the playboys he hung out with had been warned in the same way by their fathers!
He had already been exposed quite a bit here, and now, frightened by Wen Xue's sword, he dared not cause any more trouble. He even abandoned the meat, pushed through the crowd, and slunk away. The servant chased after him, no longer bothering to cover his stomach, and straightened his back as he chased after him quickly.
"They really came looking for trouble. They don't look like they have an upset stomach at all!"
An older man in the crowd spat at the two people's backs, and the others echoed him. However, seeing that there was nothing interesting to see, they dispersed.
"Thank you for saving me, young lady."
The young boss cupped his hands to Wen Xue, his eyes shining as he looked at her.
"It's nothing, don't mention it!"
Wenxue waved her hand, indicating it was a trivial matter and not worth mentioning!
"It's nothing for the young lady, but it's a life-saving favor for me." The young boss said sincerely. "That young master just now looked like a powerful and influential person. If he had dragged me to see the authorities, even if I'm innocent, I would have been in serious trouble."
Hearing this, Wenxue felt a little embarrassed. "It was my young lady who asked me to do it. If you want to thank someone, thank my young lady."
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