Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Chapter 88: I’ll Bring You To My Brother

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

There were still several jars of it in the Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant’s kitchen. The sour bamboo shoots inside all had strange smells. It was not obvious in the first two days after they were sent over. On the third day, it made people want to vomit. Fortunately, the strange smell was strong. Otherwise, if they really sent this thing to the customers to eat, wouldn’t their restaurant be overturned by the customers?

Ning Fengcai, who had finished vomiting, was dumbfounded. “Impossible. These sour bamboo shoots were clearly fine when they were sent over. Your shopkeeper has tried them too!”

Wang Biao didn’t care how he quibbled. He picked him up and beat him up to vent his anger. Old Sir Ning and Old Madam Ning didn’t dare to step forward to stop the fight at all. Second Aunt Ning also held her stomach, afraid of being implicated. Little Aunt Ning and Third Uncle Ning, who were in the house, heard the commotion outside and immediately locked their doors. It had to be said that the cold and heartless behavior of the people in the old residence was exactly the same.

Ning Fengcai was dizzy from the beating. Just as he calmed down, he saw the burly men smash the other sauce vats in the courtyard with a club. Immediately, a sour stench rushed into his nose. Wang Biao got someone to compare the bamboo shoots they brought with the ones in the courtyard of the old residence. He asked him, “What else do you have to say?”

The bamboo shoots were also black and moldy, and the smell was also nauseating. Ning Fengcai really had nothing to say.

Wang Biao raised the lethal wooden club again. “Tell me, did you collude with the Fragrance Restaurant to frame us?”

Ning Fengcai, who was frightened by the beating, covered his face and rolled on the ground. Seeing that the intimidation was almost in place, Wang Biao stepped on Ning Fengcai’s back. “10 times the price of sour bamboo shoots is 18 taels. Adding up the losses of our Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant and the consultation fees of the customers who ate something bad, it’s about 50 taels in total. If you know what’s good for you, bring the silver over now or hand over the recipe for sour bamboo shoots. Otherwise, hehe.”

He hit Ning Fengcai’s leg with the club, causing him to scream like a pig being slaughtered. “Ah!! I don’t have the recipe. It’s my brother’s. My brother’s family made these bamboo shoots! I’ll bring you guys there. I’ll bring you to my brother to ask for the recipe!” He actually didn’t think of compensation at all.

Wang Biao nodded in satisfaction and put away the wooden stick. “Aren’t you going to lead the way?”

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The Ning father and sons had just packed up their farm tools and planned to go to the fields to take care of the seedlings after dinner. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door was a burly man whom no one knew. Ning Fengnian, who went to open the door, turned around in confusion and saw his bruised second brother, his second sister-in-law, who had her arm twisted behind them, and Old Sir Ning and his wife, who had ugly expressions.

“And you are?”

Wang Biao ignored Ning Fengnian’s question. He only glanced at the sauce jars in the courtyard of the main house that were similar to the old residence. He hooked a stool with his foot and placed it under his butt. Then, he raised his hand and pointed. “Smash them!” According to his experience, these villagers could not withstand fear. They became obedient after a smashing.

With a clang, a pickle jar shattered. Ning Fengnian and his two sons were a step too late. Then, they immediately grabbed shovels and hoes and stood in front of this group of people. “Who dares!”

Xiaoxiao had already gone out the back door when she saw that they had ill intentions. She found a child and asked him to run to the village chief quickly. When she heard the sound, she hurriedly ran back.

Looking at the father and sons, who were carrying hoes and shovels at the same time, Wang Biao raised his eyebrows and pointed at Madam Song, who had just walked out of the house. Immediately, a burly man walked towards Madam Song with ill intentions.

Everyone from the old residence watched coldly and indifferently. They even gloated in their hearts that the eldest branch was about to be as unlucky as them.

Xiaoxiao glared and went forward to pull Madam Song to the kitchen. However, Madam Song was already shocked and her footsteps slowed down. Seeing that the two of them were about to be caught, Xiaoxiao saw a shadow flash past on the ground. Then, she heard someone scream behind her..