At noon, when it was lunchtime, Yeya still hadn't returned to the Baixing Restaurant.
The young widow bought two boxed lunches and went to the yam sales station. There she found Chen Yuyan and Yeya still busy at work.
A long line of horse-drawn carts carrying yams stretched out in front of the sales station.
The young widow asked, "Why are so many people bringing yams?"
Chen Yuyan replied with a smile, "Sister Meng, what brings you here? We raised the purchase price by five cents, and now more people are bringing us yams."
The young widow placed two lunchboxes on the table and said, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat. You two take turns eating, and don't let the food get cold."
Chen Yuyan said, "Sister Meng, I brought some food. I can just heat it up on the kerosene stove later."
The young widow said apologetically, "Yuyan, it's just that I'm too careless. I didn't think about your meals before. From now on, I'll bring you a boxed lunch every day at noon, so you won't have to bring your own."
To be honest, the young widow wasn't unaware of this issue, but she was worried that Chen Yuyan would be jealous.
Regardless, the young widow was a single woman. Although she was two years older than Ma Yunfei, she looked young and resembled an unmarried young woman.
She worried that getting too close to Ma Yunfei would definitely make Chen Yuyan jealous.
"Sister Meng, thank you."
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it's not convenient to bring lunch from home anymore.
Chen Yuyan said, "Sister Meng, it's not easy for you to run a business. If you bring me a boxed lunch, I'll pay for it. If you don't accept the money, then I won't eat your boxed lunch."
"Yuyan, since you put it that way, I'll take the money. Two yuan a serving."
Chen Yuyan said, "Ye Ya, you eat first."
Without any politeness, Ye Ya opened a box of rice and wolfed it down, saying as she ate, "Sister Meng's cooking is really delicious."
While Yeya was eating, the young widow said, "Sister, just now, the neighbor next door brought several pounds of snacks to me and begged me not to let his family demolish the outbuilding. He said his eldest son just got married and spent all his money. He also apologized to me, saying he shouldn't have built the outbuilding on my wall. In short, he said a lot of nice things."
Ye Ya pouted and said, "Sister Meng, your heart must have softened again. These guys are no good. They take advantage of you because you're a weak woman."
"Yes, but although they built their outbuilding on my wall, it's not that excessive. I think we should just let it go. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative."
Ye Ya sighed and said, "Sister Meng, if you say let it go, then let it go. Since his family has apologized, let's let him off the hook."
Chen Yuyan asked with a smile, "Ye Ya, as soon as I arrived at the sales station today, I heard that last night you beat six grown men to a pulp, and the whole town knows about it."
"Hehe... Beating up six men is nothing, I'm not even satisfied yet. Last night, only these six men dared to step forward. I wish there were ten or eight more, that would make it even more exciting."
Ye Ya came to help at the yam sales station, which also gave Chen Yuyan courage.
Among those who delivered the yams, there were a few who were quite arrogant.
Some of the yams delivered aren't top-quality, but if you don't accept them, they'll argue with you.
With Ye Ya in charge, those savage men became more restrained.
The accuracy of a single shot on Dragon King Mountain is renowned within a radius of 100 kilometers.
Of course, many people also know that Ye Ya, the daughter of Yi Gun, is not someone to be trifled with.
Ye Ya finished her meal in no time and said to Chen Yuyan, "Sister, you go and eat, I'll take care of things."
The young widow glanced at Chen Yuyan and Ye Ya, and thought to herself: Ma Yunfei has really married a good wife.
If it were any other woman, she would have fallen out with that wild girl long ago.
The young widow had heard Ma Yunfei say that Ye Ya desperately wanted to marry him.
Yi Qiangzhun also wanted Ma Yunfei to become his son-in-law.
It's truly a wonder of the world that two women who are like oil and water can get along so well.
The young widow returned to the Baixing Restaurant, and was taken aback as soon as she entered.
The restaurant was packed, the chefs were sweating profusely, and the waiters were running around non-stop.
The young widow asked, "What's going on today? It doesn't seem like a market day. Even on market days, there are never this many customers."
A waitress named Xiaohui asked, "Boss, where did Sister Yeya go?"
"She works at a yam sales station."
"Boss lady, please bring Sister Yeya back quickly! These diners are very curious and admiring after hearing that Yeya beat six grown men to a pulp last night. They want to come and see what Yeya is like."
"Ah! No wonder so many people came to eat. It turns out they had ulterior motives; they just wanted to see the wild girl."
"Yes, ma'am, hurry up and bring Yeya back, otherwise these customers will stay here and won't leave, and the customers who come later won't have a place to sit."
The young widow hurriedly ran to the sales station and said to Yeya, "Sister, hurry back to the restaurant. A lot of customers have come and want to see you. They won't leave if they don't see you."
Wild Girl asked, puzzled, "Why are they looking at me? I don't have two noses."
"Girl, you're famous in Qinglong Town. People have only read about female knights in books, but they've never seen a real one."
Ye Ya said excitedly, "Great! I'll let them meet me. Perfect timing! I'll take this opportunity to declare that they should patronize Sister Meng's business in the future."
The young widow and the wild girl returned to the Baixing Restaurant.
The young widow introduced, "Everyone, this is my sister, Ye Ya. She is the daughter of Yi Qiang, the one-shot-sharp master of Dragon King Mountain."
The diners in the restaurant applauded, and a few young men even took out notebooks and asked Ye Ya to sign them as souvenirs.
Wild Girl only had a few years of schooling, and her handwriting looked like a rooster scratching with its claws—it was really embarrassing to show her.
Ye Ya said awkwardly, "Sister Meng, I'm going to embarrass myself now."
The young widow offered a suggestion: "Girl, let me tell you, never write stroke by stroke. Write with a flowing, elegant style. That way, you'll show off your skill."
Wild Girl nodded, thinking: That's a good idea.
If you write your name crookedly and carefully, they'll definitely look down on you.
Ye Ya loved to draw since she was a child, but back then she would draw on the ground with a twig.
Ye Ya took the pen and, as if drawing, signed her name.
This trick really worked. Looking at the signature on the notebook, the people exclaimed, "My goodness! I never expected that the heroine was also a great writer. This signature is absolutely amazing!"
Some people who didn't bring their laptops rushed to the store to buy one.
The word spread quickly, and many people flocked to the Baixing Restaurant to get Ye Ya's autograph.
Wild Girl set a rule: if you want my autograph, you have to eat first.
The restaurant was bustling with activity at noon and in the evening, with five times more customers than usual.
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