The onlookers all opted to buy from Meng Qingluan's stall instead.
It's two coins more expensive, but at least you won't get to eat shit...
Aunt Meng was still arguing with someone, refusing to admit that the large intestine hadn't been cleaned properly.
"Don't you know what you're talking about? Pig intestines are only truly fragrant when they're fresh and original," Aunt Meng retorted stubbornly.
"..."
The person who ate the pig intestines turned ashen with anger.
With a flick of his sleeve, he snatched the two coins he had been given and stormed off.
After this uproar, who would dare to buy from Aunt Meng anymore?
Upon seeing this, the person who wanted to buy Meng Qingluan's offal soup immediately turned from worry to joy, glad that he had pre-ordered the offal soup yesterday instead of trying to save money by buying it from Aunt Meng.
The person who bought from Meng Qingluan ordered two more bowls of offal soup.
"You really do get what you pay for."
"That's not entirely true. The cheaper ones do come with more; each section of intestine comes with a piece of pig manure."
"..."
Influenced by Aunt Meng's pig manure soup, everyone carefully checked the offal soup again after buying it.
They scrubbed almost every section clean, leaving no residue whatsoever.
Aunt Meng watched as her large pot of offal soup was almost empty, but no one bought any.
Compared to Meng Qingluan's lively atmosphere, she was furious.
Aunt Meng couldn't understand it. Didn't Meng Qingluan herself say that it absolutely couldn't be washed clean? Did everyone in the town prefer to eat it in its original flavor?
Aunt Meng found it strange.
If you randomly grab someone who has bought pork offal soup, snatch the bowl from their hand, and take a look, you'll be stunned.
The person whose bowl had been snatched glared at her angrily and grabbed it back.
"Are you out of your mind? Did you get pig manure soup and your brain get all messed up?"
"You little brat, how dare you play me..."
Aunt Meng muttered to herself, not even having the time to retaliate.
"Neuropathy."
The man glanced at her inexplicably, then left with the offal soup in his arms.
Aunt Meng's chest heaved violently, her fists clenched tightly, and she carried a large pot of pig manure soup straight to Meng Qingluan.
Thump—
Aunt Meng was furious and threw the pot on the ground.
Meng Qingluan was counting money when she heard the noise and looked up to see her aunt's face, which was almost distorted with anger.
Meng Qingluan handed the money to Shen Yan, looking at her with an innocent expression.
"What's wrong, Auntie? Who made you angry? Why are you so upset?"
Aunt Meng's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Meng Qingluan, stop pretending to be innocent. You know best what happened."
Meng Qingluan waved her hands in panic, her gaze fixed on her uncle Meng, who was standing to the side acting as her lackey.
He suddenly realized and said, "Oh! I know, it must be my uncle who made you angry, right?"
Before Aunt Meng could reply, Meng Qingluan immediately continued.
"That's not right either. My uncle always says you're a tigress, a shrew that people wouldn't dare mess with. How could he dare to mess with you?"
"Old Meng, how dare you say that to me?"
Aunt Meng pointed her index finger at Uncle Meng and raised her voice.
"No, no, no! I really didn't, this brat is talking nonsense."
"Meng Qingluan, stop trying to sow discord between me. Tell me, why did you want to harm me?"
"Harm you?" Meng Qingluan tilted her head, puzzled. "When have I ever harmed you?"
"Wasn't it you who took over my stall? Didn't you say you wanted me to not sell a single bowl and just stand there watching you sell bowl after bowl of offal soup?"
“Auntie, look how obedient I am. I just stand here doing business. I don’t beg anyone to buy from me. If no one buys from you… you should always consider your own reasons.”
Meng Qingluan finished speaking in one breath, leaving Aunt Meng speechless.
After a long while, Aunt Meng laughed in exasperation.
"I really underestimated you. I didn't know you were so sharp-tongued."
Meng Qingluan smiled slightly.
"You flatter me. Honesty is the one thing I should least mention."
Aunt Meng grew angrier the more she thought about it, and grabbed Meng Qingluan's cart, knocking it over.
The moment the cart tipped over, the earthen stove and the pot on it were also overturned and fell to the ground.
Unsold offal soup was spilled all over the ground, with specks of green scallion leaves floating on top.
Shen Yan, quick-witted and agile, grabbed Meng Qingluan's hand and pulled her aside.
This prevented the scorching hot coals from falling on her.
Meng Qingluan looked down at the mess on the ground, her lips curving slightly into a gentle and pure smile, but her eyes seemed to be filled with frost and snow.
"Aunt, if you give some people too much face, they will become spoiled."
After Meng Qingluan finished speaking, she picked up the spoon from the ground and dipped it into the pot that Aunt Meng had smashed on the ground.
Scooping up a large spoonful of fecal soup, the large intestine in the spoon trembled, constantly overflowing with a thick, green, unidentified liquid.
Aunt Meng's face changed drastically, and she instinctively tried to hide.
Meng Qingluan was one step ahead of her, and with a flick of her wrist, a large spoonful of excrement soup was precisely poured onto Aunt Meng's body.
Before Aunt Meng could even wipe the excrement off her face, another spoonful was shoved onto her face.
The onlookers were disgusted by the scene and retreated to avoid being splashed with excrement.
Aunt Meng was so angry that her hands trembled, and she tried to raise her hand to remove the large intestine hanging on her head.
But because his hands were also covered in excrement, he could only look at Uncle Meng, who was standing to the side and dared not make a sound.
"What are you standing there for? Go and teach that brat a lesson!"
"I……"
Uncle Meng wanted to refuse, but Aunt Meng glared at him and he didn't dare to say anything.
He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Meng Qingluan.
Let them teach them a lesson; Meng Qingluan is such a coward, she won't dare to fight back anyway.
He had hit her before, so he didn't believe Meng Qingluan would really dare to fight back today.
Uncle Meng shouted and lunged forward, while Meng Qingluan frowned and stepped back.
"..."
Uncle Meng missed his target and fell to the ground, yelling in pain.
Meng Qingluan rolled her eyes, disgustedly raised her foot, and stomped on her uncle's right hand.
The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and Uncle Meng cried out in pain with tears in his eyes.
"Meng Qingluan, you beast, let me go right now!"
Meng Qingluan frowned, squinted, and looked down at him from her high position, twisting her right foot forcefully.
Uncle Meng was in so much pain that he gasped for breath.
Meng Qingluan squatted down and pinched his face with one hand.
Tsk, he really has aged and gotten wrinkled.
"Uncle, what did you call me just now?"
Uncle Meng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and could only shake his head and beg for mercy.
"Grandma, Grandma Meng, please let go of my foot."
Meng Qingluan raised her arm in disgust, and Meng Xiaoshu was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly.
"laugh."
Meng Qingluan gave a cold sneer, disdainfully shoving his face away and releasing her foot.
"I'd rather not hit you than get my hands dirty."
Aunt Meng picked up the stove hook and was about to run over and start a fight when the constables, who had appeared out of nowhere, had already pinned her to the ground.
"This man has a weapon; take him to the authorities!"
Two constables dragged Aunt Meng away like a dead pig.
One of the constables stepped forward, glanced at Meng Qingluan, and asked.
Did you just throw pig manure at her?
Meng Qingluan nodded without refuting.
The constable raised his hand and fanned himself in disgust.
I just can't understand how such a pretty girl could do something like throwing pig manure at someone.
"Come on, you should go to the yamen too."
Meng Qingluan obediently followed, but after taking only two steps, her wrist was grabbed by the person behind her.
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