The old man lowered his head helplessly, gave Lan Yamei a bitter smile, and began to pack his things.
It's clear that this stall is the mainstay of his family's livelihood; he can't imagine what it would be like without it.
Deciding to go all the way, he said, "Uncle, it's fine if you don't set up here! The end of the street is secluded, and there are fewer passersby than at the main entrance. No wonder your business isn't doing well. Tomorrow, you can set up your stall in front of my shop, and I won't charge you a penny. There are plenty of tables in the shop, which will be convenient for customers to sit on, so you don't need to bring the small tables."
Lan Yamei's helping hand made the old man feel that there was always a way out, and his eyes lit up again. He kept clasping his hands in thanks, "Really? You are truly our family's living bodhisattva, you have saved us."
"Don't be shy! Come early tomorrow, and I'll teach you how to adjust the flavor."
The essential ingredient cannot be taken out directly; Lan Yamei can only secretly add it first, and then hand it over to the old man when the conditions are right.
The old man was extremely grateful and insisted on giving Lan Ya Mei half of his earnings for the day and the remaining one hundred taels of silver. "Please accept this, young lady. If we hadn't met you today, our small business would have come to an end. From now on, I'm willing to share our daily earnings equally with you!"
It's so hard for the old man to pick, soak, grind, and then boil the soybeans to make tofu pudding! We can't accept this money.
Lan Yamei pushed the money back, saying, "No need. If you're going to pay, I won't let you set up the stall. We're just lucky to have met, so I'm helping you out. I don't expect anything in return. I see the child is old enough to go to school, so you can pay for his education here." With that, she returned the money.
The old man was full of surprise, nodded gratefully, and didn't refuse any further. After giving her the address and seeing the grandfather and granddaughter off, Lan Yamei ran off to find Qiu Zeyu.
Qiu Zeyu kept looking down from the second floor. A bowl of dumplings had been prepared for breakfast, the temperature just right. He was growing increasingly fond of this thin girl; she was intelligent, kind, and knew how to act appropriately. He was even becoming interested in the world she described; perhaps it really was different from here.
Lan Yamei sat down, took the chopsticks, and ate a piece. It was filled with pork and cabbage, and it smelled quite good. "By the way, I haven't seen your brother today. What did he do?"
To distinguish himself from his younger brother, Qiu Zeyu started wearing a thin red string around his right wrist a few days ago. Lan Yamei noticed it too, and the two kept it a secret.
"He went to investigate Hua Man Lou and just ran into him inside. I told him to keep an eye on Xu Yu Dao Ren!" Qiu Zeyu said calmly, watching her eat with eyes full of affection.
"Alright, I'll send Ling'er back to Ziyun Town tomorrow and come back in the afternoon. The day after tomorrow, Er Gou and his wife will be buried, and I have to go see them off. Although we can't bring the murderer to justice right now, we won't give up. Lord Liu is really unreliable; he hasn't made any progress these past few days." Lan Yamei said, her mood somber.
Modern society is better. Although there are petty thieves, no murderer or arsonist can escape. The police can catch them all at the scene.
In this era, Lord Liu clearly didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, and hastily closed the case after going through the motions! Whether the people lived or died was entirely up to fate.
Since Lord Liu doesn't care, I have no choice but to work hard to find the murderer, for the sake of Er Gou and his wife, and for my own survival in this society.
"Ziyun Town is too far away. You're a young lady, so don't go back and forth. Let Kongkong go and make sure Ling'er is safely returned home." Qiu Zeyu didn't want her to get tired.
"Then I'll trouble Kongkong to make the trip. I trust him because of his high level of martial arts."
Lan Yamei frowned as she thought of Er Gou and his wife, who died with their eyes wide open in disbelief. The shop would never have peace until the real culprit was found.
There were only eight dumplings in the bowl, which he finished in a few bites. After putting down his chopsticks and taking a sip of the tea that Qiu Zeyu had poured, he said, "After Er Gou's family is settled, I don't want to open for business for the time being. I won't feel at ease until the troublemakers are brought to justice. I always feel that someone will sacrifice themselves in vain."
Using the table as cover, Lan Yamei secretly took out a stun gun from her spatial storage and carried it with her.
Qiu Zeyu understood and comforted him, "We were negligent before, only thinking about running the shop well and not guarding against bad guys. If you ask me, after burying Er Gou and his wife, we should continue to operate as usual, so as to lure the snake out of its hole! If we close down, it will definitely make the other party more vigilant and they won't take any more action in a short time. Besides, Tie Niu and the others also need to earn money to support their families. Everyone is full of energy, so it's not suitable to close down."
Lan Yamei was surprised that this man could analyze things so logically, completely different from the person who had initially sat in the tree watching her make a fool of herself. She nodded in agreement.
After paying the bill, Lan Yamei took advantage of the early hour to order a large bowl of steamed beef with rice flour and a large box of fried dough twists, agreeing to have them delivered to the barbecue restaurant as soon as it was light the next day.
After taking care of these matters, Lan Yamei went to the street to buy some pastries and fabrics, packed up several pounds of the unsold braised beef from a few days ago, and went to Ling'er's room.
Ling'er was clearly much better. When she saw her savior come in with bags and packages, she quickly struggled to sit up and was about to get out of bed to kowtow.
Lan Yamei stopped her, "No need for formalities!"
After inquiring about your injuries, he got to the point, "We bought you some pastries and fabric, and also some beef from the shop. Take it home for your family to try. I originally wanted to take you home myself, but as you've probably heard, a lot of trouble has happened at the shop recently, and I can't leave. Tomorrow morning, Master Qiu will escort you home. He's highly skilled in martial arts, so you'll be safe."
"Thank you, Manager Lan! Thank you, Hero Qiu! I heard that someone was killed in your shop. Bad people will surely be punished. You are all good people, and good people will surely be rewarded." At this point, she was moved and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don't be sad. Reuniting with your family is a good thing. Cheer up. We don't expect anything in return. Just live well, that's enough." Lan Yamei wasn't good at comforting people, so she asked again, "When you return to Ziyun Town, don't show your face easily for a while. Only when the Murong family has forgotten about this matter in a few years will you be completely safe. In the future, find a small business to do. It's always better than being a maid."
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