Chapter 417: Do me a favor
Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui have lived in Hua the Butcher’s house for a long time, but they have never seen anything wrong inside or outside the house.
However, in Zhuang Qingning's memory, Hua the Butcher was just an ordinary butcher, without any abnormality. It could be said that there was nothing in Hua the Butcher's house that could interest others.
But if she has an agenda, she does have one.
From being an orphan who was submissive and allowed to be bullied to being able to confront the Song family and Zhuang Ruman, and resolutely establishing a female household, she went from being penniless and having to worry about not having the next meal to becoming rich in a short period of time, and now her workshop and various businesses are thriving.
It is probably impossible to say that no one suspected her and no one was targeting her.
A strange man suddenly appeared, claiming to be the nephew of Hua the Butcher, and went to Hua the Butcher's house to look for something. If he wanted to find out the details...
Zhuang Qingning felt that it was better to be cautious in everything and it would always be a good idea to go and check the situation first.
Zhuang Jingye didn't think too much about it. He just thought that Zhuang Qingning was very curious about this person and was worried that some strange person would come to inquire about the workshop and try to harm the workshop, so he took Zhuang Qingning to Hua the butcher's house.
However, when the two men arrived at Hua the butcher's house, Zheng Cheng, who had been there before, had long disappeared.
"Where are the people?" Zhuang Jingye's frowning forehead was suddenly covered with sweat.
Could it be that there is something wrong with this person?
"Maybe he found something to take back to his grandfather, so he went to the village head uncle to tell him about it? Or maybe he went to visit the grave?"
Zhuang Qingning said, "Anyway, let's go look for it first."
"Yeah." Zhuang Jingye nodded, and went home with Zhuang Qingning, and took a look at the cemetery in the village.
I even asked several residents nearby to see if this man named Zheng Cheng had gone anywhere else to inquire about something.
But no one nearby saw it.
This Zheng Cheng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never been there.
"What's going on..." Zhuang Jingye scratched his head, now even doubting whether he had just had some hallucination.
"No matter what happened, it is certain that this person must have some ulterior motive."
Compared to Zhuang Jingye's panic and confusion, Zhuang Qingning was much calmer. He frowned and said, "During this period of time, everyone in the village must be careful and guard against thieves or kidnappers who come to investigate the village."
"I'll call everyone to talk about this right away." Zhuang Jingye nodded vigorously, and then instructed Zhuang Qingning, "Besides this, you also have to pay attention to your workshops, lest other villages or workshops get jealous of our business and want to mess with us."
The two of them hurriedly went their separate ways to find the relevant people and talk about the matter.
Regardless of whether this person might be a thief or a kidnapper, or someone who came to cause trouble in the workshop, to the villagers of Enji Village, this was an enemy of the entire village, and such a thing must never be allowed to happen.
All the villagers, whether working in the workshop or not, became more vigilant and asked questions to all the strangers who came to the village.
Zhuang Jingye even organized the young and middle-aged men in the village, working in groups of two to take turns patrolling around the village to ensure that nothing happened.
Enji Village was busy, and Miao Village was also busy.
It is the season for harvesting sweet potatoes, and the workshop is very busy because of the increasing demand for sweet potato vermicelli from Cheng Ji. The entire Miao Village is now in a very busy state.
A horse-drawn carriage slowly stopped in front of the sweet potato vermicelli workshop.
Miao Hongjin looked at the person and saw that it was Fang Hou, a clerk in Cheng's shop who was very close to Cheng Ruize. He hurried over to greet him, "Brother Fang is here."
When he looked up again and saw the car full of things, he was a little surprised, "This is..."
"Miaoli is just right." Fang Hou cupped his hands, smiling, "These are some food brought from Chengji's shop, tofu, dried tofu, salted duck eggs and so on."
"The shopkeeper was concerned about how hard everyone in the workshop had been working these days. He was very grateful, but he didn't have anything good to reward everyone, so he asked me to bring some things to share with everyone."
“Everyone who works here has a share.”
"Thank you so much, Manager Cheng." Miao Hongjin was surprised and touched to see that a manager like Cheng Ruize was still concerned about the workers in his small workshop.
"The shopkeeper said that this is what we should do, so there is no need to be polite, Miao Lizheng. Just distribute these things among the lower-level officials." Fang Hou said as he called upon the guys who came with him to move the bamboo baskets on the cart down to the lower level.
After instructing Miao Hongjin on the amounts of things to be distributed to each household, Fang Hou and Miao Hongjin and others distributed the things to everyone working here.
A piece of tofu, a pound of dried tofu, a few yuba sticks, and six salted duck eggs.
Every household has this share, no more, no less.
The people in the vermicelli workshop were all very happy about Cheng Ji distributing things to everyone, and they were discussing what to cook for lunch.
Zhang was also very happy when she saw the small bamboo basket full of things.
These things are enough for her and her two children to eat for two days.
At noon, except for those who stayed behind in the workshop to look after it, everyone else went home to cook and eat lunch.
Zhang did the same thing, carrying a small bamboo basket and preparing to go home to make fried tofu for her two children at noon.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a carriage parked at the door, and it looked very familiar.
Isn't this the carriage that just came to the vermicelli workshop to deliver something? Before Zhang could think too much, Fang Hou, who was driving the carriage, scratched his ear embarrassedly, "You are Aunt Zhang who works in the vermicelli workshop, right? I happened to meet you, can you do me a favor?"
"What can I help you with?" Zhang asked hurriedly when she saw that it was indeed Fang Hou.
"I forgot to water the horse when I got up early. I want to go somewhere else later. I'm afraid the horse will get thirsty and sick, so I want to help find some water. I was thinking about going back to the workshop, but I happened to meet Aunt Zhang. I'd like to trouble Aunt Zhang to get me some water." Fang Hou said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll bring you a basin of water."
Zhang was originally worried about whether Fang Hou could do the favor she was asked to do, but when she heard it was such a simple matter, she quickly agreed.
"It's so nice of you to trouble me to bring it out for me. Let me serve it." Fang Hou rolled up his sleeves and planned to follow Zhang to fetch water.
Seeing Fang Hou was so polite, Zhang did not say too much. She just led Fang Hou into the yard, found a wooden basin, washed his hands, and filled a basin with water for Fang Hou.
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