Soon, she noticed that after she said the name, the expressions of the four old men changed.
The four brothers exchanged glances, and soon the Great Elder asked, "Junior Master, how did you know this place?"
Lin Qingqing stared at the four of them and spoke slowly, word by word, "Don't you know that I'm in trouble? In fact, this difficulty I'm facing is related to this Yamada Stock Company. A few days ago, a Japanese man named Yamamoto Benro came to me and asked me to work in his country. I refused, but that Japanese man was cruel and ruthless and actually sent people to frame me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the Fourth Elder slam the wooden table next to him and said, "Damn it! These R people were beaten into surrender by us, yet they still have the nerve to come to our country and snatch our talent. How shameless!"
"Do the four elders know a guy named Yamamoto Benro?" she asked immediately.
"Yamamoto Ichiro? I have never heard of this name, but we have heard of Yamamoto Ichiro. That old guy is ruthless. In order to reach his destination, he stole all the heirlooms of our medicine field and brought them back to their R country. The hateful thing is that the old guy never came out after returning to R country, so we can't find him to settle the score." Speaking of this old story, the elder's face turned red with anger.
"Brother, why do the names of Yamamoto Jiro and Yamamoto Ichiro sound so similar to each other? Do you think there is any relationship between them? If Yamamoto Jiro is really related to Yamamoto Ichiro, we can put all the new and old grudges on Yamamoto Jiro this time. What do you think?" The second elder suddenly had an idea and looked at the first elder excitedly and proposed.
As soon as he said this, the angry elder immediately calmed down, and with a sullen face, he stroked the white beard on his chin and kept thinking about this proposal.
Just like this for a minute, the Great Elder immediately looked up at Lin Qingqing, "Junior Master, do you know where that Yamamoto Benjiro is now? We want to go meet him."
Lin Qingqing looked at the four old men, then thought about the black-clad bodyguards following Yamamoto Benjiro. Worried about the four old men, she hesitated. "We'll soon have an answer to where they are, but I want to confirm with you, do you really want to meet with that Yamamoto Benjiro?"
When the four elders heard the hidden meaning in her words, they looked at each other and immediately responded in unison, "Of course we have to meet him. This is an old grudge that has been accumulated for many years. Now that we have finally met someone related to him, how can we let this opportunity pass by? We must meet him."
Seeing their excited faces, Lin Qingqing pulled the corner of her mouth and kindly reminded them, "It's okay if you want to meet him, but you may not know that Yamamoto Jiro has no less than ten martial arts bodyguards around him. Look at the four of you, each of you is an old man. If you want to cause trouble for him, I advise you to think carefully, because he can push you down with just a flick of a finger."
When the four elders heard this, they looked at each other, and then all four of their old faces showed angry expressions at the same time.
"What do you mean? Are we four afraid of a small R countryman like him? This is our territory, where we are the masters. How can we be afraid of him? Not to mention that he has ten bodyguards, even if he has an army, the four of us are not afraid." The fourth elder preached arrogantly.
"That's right, we are not afraid. We also have bodyguards, but we are usually low-key. If we really compare them seriously, that R countryman may not be able to beat the four of us." The second elder also said seriously.
Listening to their arrogant words, Lin Qingqing's lips curled up. It seemed that God was really kind to her. She was worrying about how to teach Yamamoto Benji a lesson, but ended up sending these four arrogant old men to be her assistants.
"Okay, since you already know the idea, my friend will call me this afternoon and tell me where Yamamoto Benjiro lives. If you four want to go there, you can come with us." She said with a smile.
The four of them immediately puffed out their chests, straightened their clothes, and answered in unison, "Okay, no problem, let's go."
Now that four old men have come to our house, the amount of food has to be increased.
Fortunately, since Lin Xiaoying moved into this house, she started helping Lin Qingqing with housework.
So even if she had to prepare more food for the four of them today, Lin Qingqing didn't feel it was difficult.
"Sister Qingqing, do we need to cook all the pork?" Lin Xiaoying took out a large piece of pork from the refrigerator and asked while standing at the kitchen door.
Lin Qingqing was killing a chicken. When she heard her question, she stopped what she was doing and looked at the two pounds of pork belly in her hand.
"It's all done. There are more people eating at home now, so make more."
Now her skin care products are selling very well. It can be said that she earns hundreds of yuan almost every day. She doesn't think this little bit of food is a big deal.
"When we eat later, go to my parents' house and ask them to come over for dinner." After saying this, she turned around and continued to kill the chicken.
After being here for so long, she has gone from being a novice at killing chickens to being able to gut a chicken by herself.
After working for more than two hours, the two finally cooked a table full of delicious dishes.
With good food, there must be good wine.
Lin Qingqing went to the cellar in the backyard and took out a bottle of ginseng wine she brewed herself for the old men to taste.
As soon as the bottle was opened, the smell of ginseng and wine immediately filled the hall.
"What a fragrant smell of ginseng wine, where does it come from?" The fourth elder's nose moved, and he immediately found the ginseng wine in Lin Qingqing's hand following the smell of wine.
"I brewed it myself. Since you just arrived today, I'll let you try it." She smiled and poured a cup of ginseng wine for each of the old men to try first.
Old Master Xiao picked it up and smelled it, but did not taste it immediately.
After he came here, his granddaughter-in-law would give him a drink every day.
The four elders were not so reserved. After receiving the ginseng wine poured by Lin Qingqing, they immediately tasted it without saying a word.
"It tastes good, so good. How can this be called ginseng wine? It's simply nectar." The third elder took a sip, and an intoxicated expression immediately appeared on his old face.
Although the remaining three didn't say anything, the expressions of unanimous agreement on their faces had already betrayed them.
Seeing how the four of them were so kind to her ginseng wine, Lin Qingqing felt quite happy.
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