That man's name was Wan Youfu.
He was tall and strong, with immense strength, and was just another ordinary laborer.
However, during this time, Su Yun'er often overheard the laborers' idle chatter, and from that chatter, she could deduce that this Wan Youfu was no ordinary person.
Although he was just an ordinary laborer, he was honest, warm-hearted, and dared to speak out against injustice. He was highly respected among the laborers, and because he was honest but not pedantic, he actually got along quite well with the foreman.
If we want to find a way for He Liu's husband to find a job, Wan Youfu is an opportunity.
Wan Youfu was also a frequent customer for tofu pudding. He had a huge appetite and would sometimes eat three large bowls of rice in a row, which naturally left a deep impression on Su Yun'er.
"Brother Wan, is it the same as usual today?" Su Yun'er greeted him.
"Yes, two bowls of tofu pudding and two bowls of rice, but today, please add a little more chili oil," Wan Tianfu said.
Chili oil is a condiment that Su Yun'er always prepares, but because many people don't like spicy food, she doesn't add chili oil directly to the customers; instead, whoever wants some can ask for it.
On one occasion, a customer was curious about the taste, so he added a spoonful. As a result, he was sweating profusely from the spiciness and had to drink two large bowls of cold water to relieve the spiciness.
Amidst the laughter, the laborers discovered that chili oil could actually ward off the cold, so gradually some people started eating some chili oil, and some even became addicted.
Wan Youfu fell in love with chili oil, and even when he was hissing from the spiciness, he refused to give it up.
Su Yun'er served Wan Youfu rice but didn't mention Guan Tianhe's matter.
It wasn't until everyone had finished eating and left that Su Yun'er finally found Wan Youfu, and there were only a few people left in front of the stall.
"Brother Wan, I have something I want to ask you."
"Go ahead," Wan Youfu said with a smile.
"If we're hiring at this dock, who should we contact?"
Upon hearing this, Wan Youfu turned his head to look in the direction of the dock, his gaze landing on Yi Ren.
The man, dressed in a brown robe and holding a short whip, was chatting with someone at the food stall. Wan Youfu pointed at him from a distance and told Su Yun'er, "That's the man."
"If someone wants to work at the docks, do they just contact him directly?" Su Yun'er pretended not to know.
In reality, these contractors don't wield much power, but they put on quite a show. If the person seeking their help is a poor commoner, they probably won't even get a second glance from them.
Sure enough, Wan Youfu smiled, but it wasn't a warm smile; it was sarcastic, though not directed at Su Yun'er: "How could someone like this possibly pay attention to us ordinary folks? Either you have some money or some power, otherwise, you probably wouldn't even bother to talk to us."
"But I see that you and him have a pretty good relationship. I often see you chatting and talking with him."
"My lady, why do you think he's willing to talk to me? There's a reason, it's just that he gets to say a few words in front of the brothers, so he doesn't want to offend me. To put it bluntly, it's all because the brothers are giving him face," Wan Youfu said modestly.
Su Yun'er nodded.
From Wan Youfu's words, Su Yun'er could sense that Wan Youfu was a person with great empathy for ordinary people. Even though he had access to people with some power, he would not become arrogant because of it, nor would he bully people who came from similarly poor backgrounds.
"Why is Madam Su asking these questions?" Wan Youfu retorted.
Su Yun'er then felt relieved and revealed her request: "To be honest, Brother Wan, I have a friend whose husband has lost his job, and now the family is about to go hungry. She wants to find him a job at the docks. I wonder if Brother Wan could help her think of a way?"
Wan Youfu put down his spoon, touched his nose, and pondered.
"Working at the docks pays well, but it's hard work. Can her husband handle it?"
“Her husband used to work at a local produce store, carrying heavy loads every day. He can’t be delicate or weak,” Su Yun’er said.
“Well, actually there are quite a few people at the dock right now, and I’m not sure if I can help with this, but I will do my best to help with what Madam Su asks for. How about this, have your friend and her husband come over tomorrow, and I’ll take him to meet the foreman,” Wan Youfu said.
"Thank you so much, Brother Wan. I'll remember this kindness. Your lunch today is on the house." Su Yun'er smiled as she stood up, took out a dozen or so coins, and placed them beside Wan Youfu.
Wan Youfu didn't hesitate and accepted the gift with a smile: "Now that I've accepted Madam Su's gift, I'll be even more obligated to help you get this done."
After Wan Youfu left, most of the people who had eaten there also left.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law started packing their things.
But for some reason, Su Yun'er always felt that Old Mrs. Chen was in a bad mood.
In the past, he was always kind and smiling at me, but today he was indifferent and wouldn't even look at me.
"What did I do wrong today that upset Grandma Chen? Wait, everything was fine just now," Su Yun'er wondered to herself.
Su Yun'er couldn't figure it out no matter what she thought about.
Old Mrs. Chen's expression worsened towards Su Yun'er. Her eyes turned cold, and the corners of her mouth drooped. Even when the original owner of this body had done things before, she had never been treated like this.
"Mother, what's wrong? You seem upset. Are you feeling unwell?" Su Yun'er took the initiative to break the awkward silence.
"Hmph, it's nothing." Old Mrs. Chen's response was icy cold, as if she had slapped an ice cube onto Su Yun'er's face.
Su Yun'er tried her best to maintain a smile: "Is it because it's too cold? When we get home, I'll make you a bowl of hot noodle soup. Eating something hot will warm you up and make you feel more comfortable."
"Hmph, no need." After saying that, Old Mrs. Chen raised her eyelids slightly. "I wouldn't dare trouble you."
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Su Yun'er was also a little annoyed. What was wrong with this old lady today? Why was she giving her the cold shoulder for no reason?
In her past life, when Su Yun'er had a disagreement with her friend, she disliked that sarcastic attitude. She would say, "If you have any complaints, you can speak up. We can communicate and resolve things. If I really made a mistake, I will be careful not to do it again. And if there is a misunderstanding, we can resolve it in time so as not to affect our relationship."
The way Old Lady Chen is behaving in a strange and sarcastic manner is really infuriating.
Su Yun'er saw that there were one or two other people eating nearby, so she refrained from saying anything.
But Old Mrs. Chen did not stop there. She kept tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, which kept clattering together and making an abnormal clanging sound.
Only after the last few guests left did Su Yun'er finally unable to hold back and ask, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." The words were still cold and indifferent. Although the speaker said he was fine, every syllable conveyed the message that he was unhappy.
"Don't say such angry things. If you have any complaints, just tell me directly." Su Yun'er suppressed her anger.
When Su Yun'er pressed for answers, Old Mrs. Chen threw the rag in her hand onto the bowl: "Do you know why I came to help you set up your stall?"
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