Chapter 403: Searching for the Whereabouts of Mohism
However, compared with the cantaloupe, the fruits she had eaten were completely different.
He Zhiran knew that Lan'er was a girl with insight.
"How does this compare to any fruit you've ever had?"
"Madam Nine, cantaloupe is definitely the one among fruits."
As she spoke, Lan'er had already raised a thumbs up.
He Zhiran understood what was going on, so he asked Lan'er to pick some more cantaloupes to bring back for her family to taste.
At the same time, she sent Liang Hao to the city to find Tang Mingrui to come to Xiling Village in person to discuss cooperation on cantaloupe.
He Zhiran only wants to be a supplier, and she currently only trusts Tang Mingrui when it comes to sales issues.
Tang Mingrui's business is now very different from what it used to be. With the cold rabbit he bought from the Mo family, he opened restaurants in several surrounding cities, and the main feature is this cold rabbit.
Because he opened his own restaurant, he no longer sold the cold-eaten rabbit to other restaurants. Moreover, the cold-eaten rabbit was made with a unique recipe of the Mo family, and he was given full authority to sell it.
Even so, the cold-eaten rabbit was still not enough to sell in his several restaurants, and at the same time, it brought the restaurant business to a commanding height.
Other restaurants were jealous of his good business and also tried to ask his chefs to prepare cold rabbit.
But the taste was disappointing, not even interesting at all.
First of all, they don’t have chili, the main seasoning for making cold rabbit, so how can they make a similar taste?
Ultimately, those who followed suit in making cold-cooked rabbit failed.
However, they did not give up and wanted to use other methods to get the cold-eaten rabbit.
I don't know which restaurant owner sent someone to find out the news that the cold rabbit at Tangji Restaurant was made by a family named Mo in Xiling Village, so he secretly sent someone to Xiling Village.
Just after sending Liang Hao out to find Tang Mingrui, He Zhiran took Lan'er to his parents-in-law's yard.
Now that Mo Xing is in poor health and needs someone to be by his side, Old Madam Mo takes care of him in her yard all day long.
The people of Dashun attach the most importance to filial piety, so the melons that He Zhiran brought back would naturally be sent to the two elders for them to taste first.
It was a hot day and the room was a bit stuffy, so Mrs. Mo asked her son to carry Mo Xing to the grape trellis in the yard to cool off.
A few people were enjoying the delicious cantaloupe when they heard a dog barking and hurried footsteps.
The sound of footsteps was not very familiar to He Zhiran.
Because it sounds very heavy when running, completely different from the light steps of the Mohist men.
Yu'er walked towards the door with great tact.
When I opened the gate, I saw a man from the Zhao family standing there panting, followed by several dogs.
Before the Zhao family man could speak, the dogs started barking again the moment they saw He Zhiran, and at the same time, they turned their heads towards the village from time to time.
He Zhiran knew that something had happened in the village and these dogs came to report the news.
But a dog's ability to express itself is bound to be limited, so she first asked the man from the Zhao family.
"Big brother, what happened?"
"Old Nine's family, where are your men? Go check in the village! A group of people have come looking for the Mo family.
Seeing they were coming with ill intentions, I hurried over to deliver the message so you could be prepared."
Seeing the panicked look on the Zhao family man's face, He Zhiran immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
Coincidentally, at this moment Mo Jiuye and Sixth Brother also heard the dogs barking and rushed back.
Following them were Tao Ran and others.
From the speed at which they came back, He Zhiran could conclude that these people must have used Qinggong. Otherwise, the livestock farm was still some distance away from their house, and it would be impossible for them to be so fast without using Qinggong.
Mo Jiuye and others also heard what the Zhao family man just said.
At this time, Mo Qing, who was sitting under the grape trellis, also spoke.
"Jinnian, Jiuye, take people to the village to see what's going on."
Mo Xing was not worrying about nothing. Ever since he returned to Xiling Village, he had been worried about what Emperor Shunwu would do.
Now, he dare not take lightly any disturbance.
Mo Jiuye left two people to guard the yard of the two elders, and he and his sixth brother called the others to walk towards the village together.
As the group reached the edge of the village, they heard someone cursing.
"All of you, get out of here! I'm going to find the Mo family. If you keep getting in my way, don't blame me for being blind with the stick in my hand."
Although Zhao Lizheng was afraid of this person, he saw that these people were coming with such a strong momentum and was afraid that something might happen to the Mo family, so he wanted to delay the time as much as possible to give the Mo family more time to prepare.
"Sir, the Mo family consists of women. It's not appropriate for you to bring so many people with you..."
Zhao Li was thinking that when the Mohist family first arrived here, most of them were women. He wondered if using such words to plead for mercy could persuade those people to leave.
It's a pity that his idea is beautiful. When people are looking for trouble with the Mo family, they don't care about gender.
Seeing that the man was getting impatient and was about to push Zhao Lizheng away, Mo Jiuye took a step forward and grabbed his wrist tightly.
"Who are you and what do you want from the Mo family?"
The man felt pain in his wrist and turned to look at Mo Jiuye.
"How dare you attack me? I think you are going to die."
Mo Jiuye stared at the man coldly, with no intention of letting go.
This person was wearing a silk dress, but it was made into a short style, which made him look a bit out of place.
Moreover, he looked ferocious, especially when his arm was hurt by Mo Jiuye's grab, and his face had a distorted expression, which made him look even more hideous and terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people.
There were more than twenty people following him, each holding a not very long wooden stick.
The materials of those people's clothes were made of ordinary cotton cloth. It was obvious that the person Mo Jiuye caught was their leader.
Judging from the appearance of these people, some of them look like thugs in the city.
Seeing that the boss was at a disadvantage, someone quickly raised the wooden stick in his hand and pointed it at Mo Jiuye.
"You are so bold that you dare to grab the second master's arm and won't let go. I think you are desperate."
As he was speaking, someone raised a wooden stick and smashed it towards Mo Jiuye's head.
Seeing this action, the villagers who ran over with him were so scared that they closed their eyes.
If this stick really hits the head, can this person still survive?
However, what the villagers worried about did not happen at all, and Mo Jiuye showed no sign of dodging.
I saw the sixth brother stride forward. Before I could see how he moved, he kicked several thugs who wanted to attack the ninth brother several meters away.
The hooligans fell to the ground and wailed. They were used to being arrogant and had never suffered such injustice.
Even though he has experienced the opponent's strength, he still remains arrogant.
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