Chapter 160 Conflict with Zhang Dashun
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dashun trembled with anger.
Damn it, whose fault is his business not doing well?
Isn't it because Zhang Chunxue stole his business?
Moreover, his business is not just average, it's absolutely terrible.
There was practically no business at all.
Now this instigator is actually mocking him to his face!
Zhang Dashun had to give himself almost a hundred mental suggestions before he could finally calm down the anger in his heart.
His eyes darted around, and he sneered again: "Of course it's because I'm responsible to the customers who come to my stall!"
He glanced at Zhang Chunxue again: "I'm different from some people. Everything on my stall is clean, hygienic, and fresh!"
Zhang Chunxue's eyes narrowed slightly.
Zhang Dashun's words were as if he were giving himself a publicity stunt, implying from the outset that the things on Zhang Chunxue's stall were not clean.
Zhang Chunxue was pretty sure that Zhang Dashun probably did want to do something.
It seems that Song Yanshen and Song Yanze's concerns were not unfounded.
Upon hearing Zhang Dashun's words, Song Yanzhe immediately spat out a curse.
“My second aunt always sells out her stall every day, that’s why she comes to buy ingredients every day!” He raised his head high. “But you, did you bring back some unsold items to sell today?”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dashun's anger flared even more: "Before yesterday, when you weren't setting up your stalls, I sold out every single thing every day!"
Song Yanzhe suddenly realized: "So you didn't sell them all yesterday, were you planning to sell them today?"
He clicked his tongue: "In this weather, everything's probably spoiled! I think the stuff on your stall is unclean, unhygienic, and not fresh at all!"
Zhang Dashun was even more furious: "Stop talking nonsense! I, Zhang Dashun, have been in the braised food business for a year or two, and I have never sold anything that wasn't fresh!"
Song Yanzhe rolled his eyes again: "Anyone can brag!"
Zhang Dashun was furious. Looking at the arrogant young man, a venomous glint flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to slap him.
He was still yelling, "Who told you to talk to your elders like that?"
"Did you have a mother who gave birth to you but didn't teach you? In that case, I'll take the place of your parents and teach you a lesson!"
Just as Zhang Dashun's slap was about to land on Song Yanzhe's face, Zhang Chunxue reacted quickly, pulling Song Yanzhe aside and simultaneously swinging the basket in her hand at Zhang Dashun's face.
The bamboo basket wasn't smooth, and Zhang Chunxue was quite strong, leaving several bloody scratches on Zhang Dashun's face.
Zhang Dashun staggered from the blow, feeling a sharp pain in his face.
He subconsciously touched his face, and when he looked down, he saw several red marks on his palm.
His expression changed, and he flew into a rage, immediately wanting to hit Zhang Chunxue.
However, the meat processing plant employees had already noticed the conflict on their side. They didn't react when Zhang Dashun made his move, but now that Zhang Dashun had been hit by Zhang Chunxue, they realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward.
Two strong young butchers immediately pulled Zhang Dashun apart, and several other middle-aged men also separated them.
Zhang Dashun was so angry that he yelled, "Let me go! I'm going to teach that bitch a lesson today!"
A young man rolled his eyes: "You, a grown man, hit a child. The auntie was protecting her son and hit you. You deserve it!"
Zhang Dashun was furious: "Did I deserve to be beaten? I'm disfigured!"
Another young man also grabbed him and wouldn't let go: "I've already said, you deserved it. Why did you hit someone's child for no reason?"
Zhang Dashun retorted, "That brat has such a foul mouth, I just taught him a lesson, so what?"
Another middle-aged man chimed in, dissatisfied: "What did that kid do that was offensive? He just said you were bragging. I think you're just looking for an excuse to hit him!"
Zhang Dashun's face immediately turned bright red, and his eyes flickered.
He did indeed want to use this as an excuse to slap that boy and dampen Zhang Chunxue's arrogance.
He didn't expect Zhang Chunxue to react so quickly, which resulted in him not only failing to hit anyone but also getting injured himself.
Zhang Chunxue's face was icy cold. She held Song Yanzhe with one hand and Song Yanshen with the other, and her gaze toward Zhang Dashun was full of chill.
"You keep saying that my nephew was born of a mother but not taught by one. I think it's because your parents died too early and didn't teach you how to be a person. You grew up wild and unruly, which is why you can do such a thing as bullying the weak!"
Zhang Dashun was trembling with rage. He pointed at Zhang Xue and yelled, "You...you...you wretched woman! How dare you curse my parents!"
His parents aren't dead yet!
Seeing that he was about to rush forward again, the two young men quickly pulled him even further away.
Zhang Chunxue said calmly, "What? You're allowed to talk about others but others aren't allowed to talk about you? You really have a double standard!"
She then turned to look at a middle-aged man beside her, her face regaining its warm smile: "We're not going to bother with that scoundrel anymore. We have a lot of things to buy today, could Team Leader Yao help us with that?"
The person she called Team Leader Yao quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, Sister Zhang, come with me!"
Supported by two young men a head taller than him, Zhang Dashun watched the backs of Zhang Chunxue and her two companions, his eyes filled with such venom that it almost materialized.
That damn bitch! He'll never let her get away with this!
It seems he really needs to get his hands on the rat poison soon so he can ruin her business!
At this moment, Zhang Dashun didn't care at all about whether something might happen. He even maliciously thought that it would be best if one or two people died, so that Zhang Chunxue would be locked up in the police station and never be able to turn her life around!
Seeing that Zhang Chunxue and the others had already walked away, and the two young men were still supporting him, Zhang Dashun got angry again: "Hurry up and let the hell out of me!"
He struggled desperately.
The two young men looked at each other, then let go of each other's hands, and Zhang Dashun immediately sat down on the ground with a thud.
The onlookers immediately burst into snickers.
Zhang Dashun's face instantly turned bright red.
Those damn guys! They're deliberately humiliating themselves!
He glared fiercely at the two innocent-looking young men, then turned and stormed out.
Damn it, what's the point of buying anything! I'm not buying anything!
Anyway, there's been no business these past two days, and I can't sell the raw materials I bought!
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