Xiaobao and Wei Da returned to the chess hall, and Song Yuehua asked her with a smile whether the jade chess piece was rare.
"It's quite rare," Xiaobao said, "Their milk osmanthus cake is also very delicious. I heard that it is made with fresh milk. Each piece is fragrant and soft, and it tastes lingering in the mouth. It is full of milk flavor and the fragrance of osmanthus is the finishing touch."
Song Yuehua, "..."
evening.
Xiaobao was playing chess with Yu Duocai when Awang brought a food box of milk-scented osmanthus cake to the chess hall.
"This is……"
Song Yuehua knew that Awang was Qi Juncai's servant, but she still wanted to ask.
Awang smiled and said, "My second master saw that Miss Yun liked milk osmanthus cake, so he sent someone to make more and send it over."
"You're too polite, Master Qi." Song Yuehua said with a smile.
After Awang left, Song Yuehua called Xiaobao over and said helplessly, "I asked Xu Ji to buy me a few packs of Baihua Cakes. You can give them back to him as a gift."
Xiao Bao picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Song Yuehua's mouth, "Sister, please try it. This is delicious."
It is made exquisitely and smells delicious, so the taste is certainly not bad.
"Qi Jun will be here tomorrow. I told him not to send me off anymore." Xiao Bao said after taking a bite.
Song Yuehua sighed and said, "If you two are good friends, it's okay to accept a few cakes. You can always return them. Don't accept anything too valuable. If you really want it, tell me and I'll find a way, okay?"
Xiao Bao nodded with a smile, "Then I also want to go to the chess hall the day after tomorrow..."
"no!"
"Sister..."
Xiaobao acted like a spoiled brat, and Song Yuehua waved her hand and said, "Sister is not omnipotent. Giving you two days off is enough. Don't ask for more."
Xiaobao, "..."
The next day, Qi Juncai played chess with Xiaobao in the chess hall for another day.
That night, Song Yuehua and Wei Da took Xiaobao back to the village.
A few days later, Song Yuehua came to the chess hall. During these days in the village, she was still thinking about the situation of Zhu Wenyan and Zhu Pingan.
These two brothers seem to be more stubborn than each other.
Just then, Tangyuan came to the shop with his load of goods to rest, and Song Yuehua asked him about the Zhu brothers.
Tangyuan drank a bowl of tea, then carried her over with a shoulder pole to take her there. The Zhu family's meat stall was still there, Gao Wazi was distributing the meat in the back, and Zhu Ping'an was greeting customers in the front.
"Where did Zhu Wenyan go?" Song Yuehua asked.
Tang Yuan pointed at the pigs and said, "Where do you think these pigs came from? Our eldest brother put in a lot of effort to get these pigs."
"That stinky boy," Song Yuehua cursed, "I asked him to get me some piglets, but he refused without a word. But he managed to get such a big pig..."
Seeing Song Yuehua's angry look, Tangyuan realized that he had said too much and had to make up for it.
"Big brother said that if Sister Song wants piglets, let the three of them figure it out on their own."
"Oh..." Song Yuehua said faintly, "So I was kept here for training."
sweet dumpling,"……"
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Tangyuan found an excuse, picked up the load and slipped away.
Song Yuehua leaned against a tree not far away and watched for a while. Seeing that the two children were doing a good job, she felt relieved.
Just as I was about to go back, I saw a few people from the meat stall next to me coming over, holding some pork and shouting, "This meat is from the day before yesterday, I think it's not fresh enough."
Zhu Ping'an was nervous for a moment and dared not say a word. Gao Wazi, holding a meat-cutting knife, stood silently behind Zhu Ping'an, staring at the person who came to cause trouble.
"Little thing, what do you mean? When did the Zhu family have a wild kid like you?"
The man also pulled out the meat-cutting knife from his waist and slammed it on the chopping board, glaring, "Who in this chopping board business doesn't have a few tools for cutting meat? You haven't even grown all your hair yet, who are you trying to scare?"
Several people were on the verge of a fight.
Zhu Pingan pinched himself hard and said, "Uncle Nan, you are joking. I have been looking at pork since I was born. How can I not be able to tell the difference between good and bad pork after all these years? If my father knew that I had ruined his own brand, he would beat me to death."
"Is your father ever going to come back?"
The butcher Nan showed no disdain for the two young men and continued to provoke them, "Everyone knows that your family is a spy, and you have connections with the enemy country. I want to see if anyone dares to eat the meat sold by the spies. Aren't you afraid that someone will drug you? If..."
"How can you, at your age, bully a child? How dare you do that?" Zhang Rushan stepped out from the crowd.
Song Yuehua loosened the stone she was clenching and looked at Zhang Rushan who was speaking. If this boy came out a little later, she would take action.
"Where did you come from, young boy?" said the Southern Butcher in an angry voice.
"Mr. Zhang!"
Song Yuehua yelled and ran over. She was really afraid that Zhang Rushan would be beaten, so she asked hurriedly, "Master Wen is waiting for you at Tianyuan Chess Hall, why did you come here?"
Zhang Rushan pointed at Gao Wazi and said, "My brother is being bullied, how can I have the heart to play chess?"
"Who is so blind as to dare to touch your brother?" Song Yuehua pretended to be surprised.
The butcher Nan next to him didn't quite believe it.
Zhang Rushan snorted and did not answer. He just walked up to the butcher and said, "Anyone who slanders others without reason will be beaten with ten sticks as a warning."
"What slander? Everyone knows what I said." The Butcher Nan was obviously a little flustered.
Zhang Rushan continued, "I, Zhang Rushan, have been a scholar and have been redressing grievances for the people. I have written petitions and redressed grievances at a fair price, and I have never cheated the people. Now I live in You Mansion on East Street. From what I say, everything is in accordance with the law. If you don't believe me, let's go before the county magistrate and see if I am lying."
Song Yuehua: "..." This advertisement is too abrupt.
The butcher Nan took a few steps back and shouted, "Who wants to waste time with you? I can't do my business."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Southern Butcher fled in panic.
Zhang Rushan heard Song Yuehua's tut-tut sound and naturally knew what she meant. He just smiled and said, "I also heard clearly what Mr. Song said about Tianyuan Chess Hall just now."
Song Yuehua, "..."
Gao Wazi, who was standing behind him, took the knife and continued to divide the meat. Zhu Pingan let out a long sigh, "I always thought that selling meat was just about putting the meat on the chopping board and selling it out in a casual chat. I never thought it would be so difficult."
Song Yuehua comforted him, "Do your business slowly and don't worry. You have Zhang Xiucai as your supporter now. You have a backer to do business with. If you can't scare the villains, just run away. If Zhang Xiucai can't solve the problem, come to me."
Zhang Rushan turned his head and looked at Song Yuehua in disbelief.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
