strictlysupreme Chapter 211 A Half-Day of Leisure for Watching the Fun
Chapter 211 A Half-Day of Leisure for Watching the Fun
Wen Luozhi gently shook her head. "You can go now. I didn't help you much."
“My sixth brother would have helped anyone else, so you don’t need to worry about it,” she said before going inside and closing the courtyard gate.
Lin Feng chuckled softly, holding the silver piece. "That's true."
At the time, people only thought of him as a beggar, and it was he who was bothering others.
Lin Feng placed the silver on the steps to cover it up, then turned and walked towards the cave.
Wolf Overlord peeked through the crack in the door, and when he saw him leave, he jumped up, pried open the latch, and happily carried the silver in.
"Here you go," it said, wagging its tail as it placed the silver in front of Wen Luozhi.
"I do not want"
Wen Luozhi looked at the silver with disdain, not because she disliked the silver itself, but because she disliked the saliva on it.
Wolf Overlord picked up the silver again and hid it. "If you don't want it, I will. It's not unreasonable for me to collect some silver after driving so many prey down the mountain for him."
Hehe, when we get to town, I'll use the money to buy roast chicken. It wants two! No, three!
That evening it went into the mountains again and drove two wild boars into the big trap.
It caught some pheasants and rabbits in the other small traps, and in short, it sold them for more money than it had collected.
Because it was so excited about going to town with Wen Luozhi tomorrow, it didn't notice a pair of eyes watching it as it wagged its tail and ran home.
Lin Feng almost cried when he found the two large wild boars in the trap. How was he going to deal with two such big ones?
He was already sweating profusely after picking up the pheasants and rabbits from the other traps.
"Oh, so that's what it was. No wonder so many prey came down the mountain on their own every time."
Lin Feng looked at the two large strings of pheasants and rabbits, took a breath, and lay down on the grass mat.
I should have given more money today; this big white dog is really nice.
When Wolf Batian got home, he sneezed. "Oh dear, it's so cold up here. Even wolves are freezing."
It was so excited that it didn't sleep all night, and before dawn, it woke Wen Luozhi up with a paw.
"What are you doing?!?!"
Wen Luozhi was woken up by it, her eyes wide with anger, wishing she could kick it away.
Wolf Overlord rubbed against the edge of the bed a little embarrassedly. "I was just worried you'd oversleep and not make it to the restaurant in time...hehe."
Wen Luozhi raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms, and sat on the bed, saying, "It's my own restaurant; I can go whenever I want."
Last night, that stinky wolf was doing parkour in the yard for some reason, don't think she didn't know!
She'll check every now and then; if she knocks over a flowerpot in the yard, she can forget about leaving the house today!
Just as Lang Batian was about to panic, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Wen Zi'an's voice, "Little sister, are you awake? Get up, have breakfast, and we'll be leaving."
Wen Luozhi responded, and Lang Batian jumped out of the window and onto the carriage to wait for them.
After they finished packing, they boarded the carriage. Wolf Batian was too afraid to move on either of the two horses, his legs trembling.
"What's there to be afraid of with just one dog? Look at you two, so pathetic!"
Wen Zi'an grabbed Lang Batian by the tail and threw it into the carriage. Only when it was gone did the two horses raise their hooves.
"You're the dog! I'm a noble snow wolf!"
Wolf Batian howled in dissatisfaction, startling the horse and causing the carriage to lurch. Wen Luozhi slapped it on the back.
"If you make any more noise, get off the carriage!" she warned fiercely.
This fat wolf really can't tell the difference between king and queen. If her brother is a dog, then what is she? Isn't she a dog too?!
After being slapped, Wolf Overlord became obedient, snorting loudly as he lay down on the cushion.
When we get to town, we'll add another roast chicken; it wants to eat four!
From afar, Wen Luozhi could see that there were unusually many people at the entrance of Banrixian today, and she thought they were all there to buy snacks.
As the carriage passed by the door, she heard a middle-aged man cursing inside, "Your shop actually dares to sell poisonous pastries!"
"My mother almost died in the toilet after eating it!"
Wen Luozhi jumped off the carriage to watch the commotion, and soon realized what had happened from the edge of the crowd.
It turned out that the middle-aged man had bought some pastries at the shop yesterday, and after giving them to his mother at home, she started vomiting and had diarrhea, almost dying.
Wen Luozhi tiptoed to look inside and saw an old man lying on a wooden stretcher on the ground. The old man looked pale and listless.
The man was still arguing heatedly with the shop assistant, his face flushed, "Your double-skin milk pudding is poisonous! My mother got diarrhea after eating it!"
"You have to compensate me for my mother's medical treatment and the money I spent on her health supplements!"
Upon hearing that double-skin milk pudding was poisonous, those who had bought it yesterday began to speak out:
"I knew I had diarrhea yesterday! Turns out that stuff was poisonous!"
"Oh dear, I also had diarrhea until midnight!"
"It's a good thing you're young and energetic; if you were like that old woman, you might have lost half your life!"
Everyone was furious and rushed into the shop demanding an explanation.
The guy panicked when he saw so many people. He had also eaten double-skin milk yesterday and had diarrhea, thinking it was just from the cold weather.
So that's why!
Ah Da and Ah Er stood to the side, at a loss. They were the ones who made the mess, and now they had caused a huge disaster.
The two brothers both looked at the shopkeeper, because it was he who said he was going to sell them to them that they had done it!
"What are you looking at me for? You two made this!" he yelled at them guiltily.
The boss didn't mention selling those milk puddings yesterday because he was afraid he wouldn't make enough money and wouldn't get his commission, so he made sure they were sold.
How could I forget that there's something wrong with that thing?!
But then again, it's all the fault of those two pastry chefs! They hadn't figured out how to make the mochi for so long, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed into selling double-skin milk pudding.
When Qian San'er rushed over, the shop was already in complete chaos, with people smashing things and arguing. The sight made his temples throb.
"Everyone stop it!"
When the shop assistant saw him arrive, he rushed over, crying, "Boss, they said they got stomach aches after eating the double-skin milk pudding from our shop!"
"This man even made us pay compensation!" he said, pointing to the middle-aged man on the ground who was comforting his mother.
Qian San'er narrowed his eyes but didn't speak or pay attention to the others.
The middle-aged man stood up and repeated what he had just said to his waiter. Qian San'er chuckled after listening.
"You said something bad happened after eating my family's double-skin milk?"
The man nodded and took the leftover double-skin milk pudding from the stretcher.
The packaging and stickers for "Half a Day Off" left Qian San speechless.
This person looks poor; his clothes have several patches. He thought he had bought good stuff and should have eaten it all!
Surprisingly, not only were there so many packages left, but they were also undamaged, making it immediately clear that they were from their shop.
"Give me my money! My mother can't have suffered like this for nothing!" the middle-aged man said angrily.
His mother had saved so much of the food for him, even though she couldn't bear to eat it herself. Who would have thought it was poisoned!
Other customers who bought the double-skin milk also demanded an explanation, but Qian San'er wasn't in a hurry and started to act like a liar:
"What business is it of mine if you eat double-skin milk pudding? This dessert wasn't even originally from our shop!"
The middle-aged man frowned. "If the item I bought from your shop wasn't yours, whose was it?"