Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 88 Take You to My Big Brother
There are several sauce tanks like this in the Tianxianglou kitchen. The sour bamboo shoots in them have a strange smell. It was not obvious in the first two days after it was delivered, and people who smoked it on the third day felt like vomiting. Serve it to the table for the guests to eat, and their restaurant has not been overthrown by the diners?
After vomiting, Ning Feng was stunned: "Impossible, these sour bamboo shoots were obviously good when they were delivered, and your shopkeeper has also tasted them!"

Wang Biaocai didn't care how he quibbled, he picked up the man and beat him up first to vent his anger, while the old man Ning and the old lady Ning didn't dare to come forward to fight, and the second aunt Ning also held her stomach for fear of being affected, so she stayed in the house Aunt Ning and Uncle Ning heard the commotion outside, and immediately locked the door. It has nothing to do with them. I have to say that the indifference and heartlessness of the old house are exactly the same.

Ning Fengcai was beaten dizzily, and just as he regained his composure, he saw the strong men smashing the other sauce vats in the yard with a stick, and a sour smell rushed into his nostrils. Biao asked people to compare the bamboo shoots they brought with those in the old house, and asked him, "What else do you have to say?"

With the same black and moldy bamboo shoots and the same disgusting smell, Ning Feng really had nothing to say.

Wang Biao raised the deadly wooden stick again: "Tell me, are you colluding with Wuxiangju to frame us on purpose?"

Ning Fengcai, who was terrified of being beaten, covered his face and rolled and crawled. Wang Biao saw that the threat was almost in place, so he stepped on Ning Fengcai's back: "Ten times the money for sour bamboo shoots is 18 taels. If we spend these days in Tianxianglou The loss and the consultation fee for the customer who had a bad stomach are added up, and the total is almost 50 taels. If you are sensible, you can bring the silver now, or hand over the prescription for the sour bamboo shoots, otherwise, hehe."

He hit Ning Fengcai's leg with a stick, and he screamed like a pig in pain: "Ah!! I don't have the recipe, it's my elder brother, this bamboo shoot is made by my elder brother's family! I'll take you there, I I'll take you to my elder brother for a prescription!" It turned out that he never thought about compensation.

Wang Biao nodded in satisfaction, and put away the wooden stick: "Not yet leading the way?"

……

The father and son of the Ning family had just packed up their farm tools and planned to go to the field to take care of the seedlings after eating, when someone knocked on the door.

There was a strong man who didn't know anyone outside the door. Ning Fengnian who went to open the door turned his head in doubt, and saw the second brother with a bruised nose and swollen face, the second younger brother and sister whose arms were twisted behind them, and the old man Ning and his wife with ugly faces.

"You are?"

Wang Biao ignored Ning Fengnian's question, and only glanced at the sauce vat in the courtyard of the big house, which was similar to the old house, hooked a stool under his buttocks with his feet, and then raised his hand and pointed: "Smash it!" According to his experience, these villagers would be honest if they beat them up without scaring them.

With a sound of "dang", a jar of pickles shattered, Ning Fengnian and his two sons were a step behind, and immediately grabbed shovels and hoes to stand in front of the group of people: "Who dares!"

Xiaoxiao had gone out from the back door to find a child and told him to run to the village chief when she saw that the visitor was not friendly. Now she heard the sound and hurried back.

Seeing the three father and son holding a hoe and shovel with stern faces, Wang Biao raised his eyebrows and pointed at Mrs. Song who had just walked out of the house. Immediately a strong man came towards Mrs. Song with malicious intentions.

Everyone in the old house watched coldly, indifferently, and even had a sense of gloating in their hearts that they expected the big house to be as unlucky as themselves.

Xiaoxiao stared, and pulled Song Shi forward to run to the kitchen, but Song Shi was already petrified, and her feet slowed down a bit, seeing that the two of them were about to be caught, Xiaoxiao saw a shadow passing by on the ground, Then I heard someone screaming behind me.

(End of this chapter)