There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

"That little shopkeeper Song from the Yang family? I'm not jealous of her as the only one in Anping County who makes money! That rice is cooked, tsk, it's really amazing!"

"Who says it's not the case? Don't tell me, this little shopkeeper Song is better than his mother's man!"

The tall and thin man was waiting for his drink. Hearing these words, he woke up slightly.

After staying in Zhuangzi for a long time, he still didn't know that Song Rutang actually opened a restaurant of his own and was praised like this by others outside.

Thinking of this, the tall and thin man felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He saw that the little girl was not smart enough to build a house on crops?I'm afraid even a fool can't do this!

The tall and lanky man didn't say anything. When the waiter brought him a jug filled with wine, he said to the waiter again:

"Bring me a jar of wine, I'll finish it here before I leave!"

The waiter hurriedly ran to get the wine again.

The tall and thin man was very curious about Song Rutang. He didn't know what else he didn't know about her. Because of this inexplicable curiosity, he listened for a long time.

I could only hear the group of people at the table behind chatting animatedly, talking one after another:
"Tell me, shopkeeper Song makes so much money, how much does the clerk who works for her earn per month? If we go there, will we earn more than working as a clerk for someone else?"

"That's the case, but are rich people willing to share their money with us? I'm afraid we have to hide it.

Have you ever seen that there are so few waiters in that restaurant?Mr. Accountant is still an old man. I guess this shopkeeper Song is stingy than other rich people! "

"Tell me, although there are only a few clerks under Mr. Song, they still refuse to leave. What's the reason?"

"Who knows!"

While they were talking, the waiter had already brought wine to the tall and thin man and put it on the table. The tall and thin man poured the wine alone.

Naturally, this movement could not escape the few people drinking at the back. Seeing that a new customer had entered the store at some time, they greeted him familiarly:
"That big brother up front, how boring is it to drink alone? Come and drink with us!"

The tall and thin man hesitated for a while, then decisively took the wine and joined the others at the table.

Several people pushed the peanuts in front of them forward so that the tall and lanky man could just touch them, and chatted with the tall and lanky man about household matters:

"Where did brother get rich? Why have I never seen him before?"

The tall and thin man paused with his hand holding the peanuts, then smiled and replied:
"I came from the south. I've only been here not long ago. It would be really strange if you had seen me."

Several people nodded.

The tall and thin man was obviously more taciturn than before. He drank wine one sip at a time while thinking about what these people had just said.

Is Miss Song generous or is she really as stingy as they say?

Probably the latter.

After all, listening to the tone of this group of people, it seems that Mrs. Song is making a lot of money every day, but she only pays them dozens of pennies a month, and she really treats them like beggars.

Thinking of this, the tall and thin man's expression became even more unhappy.

It happened that a few people spoke at this moment:

"I heard that she also accepted a young apprentice and taught him how to eat. It's as good as it gets. Why don't I see her being so nice to other guys?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just a cover. Who can teach others how to make a living?"

The tall and lanky man suddenly put down the wine glass, which shocked several people in the gossip room.

"Are you crazy?"

The others trembled and then moved away from the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man had a sullen face and pursed his lips several times, but finally couldn't hold it back and said coldly:

"What the hell!" Lin Jinsheng smiled and shook his fan, noticing Song Rutang's caution.

However, after several invitations, no results were obtained, so Lin Jinsheng was naturally anxious.

But he himself naturally knew Song Rutang's resistance to him.

If you don't force this matter, it will be counterproductive.

If it's not hard, it can only be soft.

Lin Jinsheng narrowed his eyes and decided to change his approach.

Langsheng spoke, his voice as gentle as jade, making Song Rutang wonder if he had just misunderstood Lin Jinsheng's eyes.

Just listen to him smile and say:
"Is Miss Song scared? It doesn't matter, we're just going to the lakeside pavilion for a chat. I even asked someone to keep an eye on her. Are you satisfied with this, Miss Song?"

After staring at Lin Jinsheng for a long time, Song Rutang couldn't figure out what kind of medicine this man was selling.

From being sinister just now to suddenly being kind now, the change is so big that people can't believe it.

Is it possible to boil a frog in warm water?

Song Rutang wanted to turn around and leave, but saw something vaguely exposed from Lin Jinsheng's sleeve.

Unable to see clearly for a moment, Song Rutang narrowed his eyes and stared at the thing, but saw Lin Jinsheng put the thing back.

threatened:
"It's not good for Miss Song to have such an attitude. I want to help Miss Song, but I have to be willing to cooperate. If not, if the matter is exposed one day, Miss Song must not blame me."

Song Rutang took a closer look and saw what Lin Jinsheng was holding.

A piece of chili pepper.

In just this moment, cold sweat broke out from Song Ruyi's back.

Why does he have chili peppers in his hand?
As far as she knows, peppers in the North have not been widely spread these days, and the Lin family is not exposed to this kind of thing. She should be the No. 1 pepper grower in the North...

Song Rutang stared at the pepper in trance, thoughts racing in her mind.

Judging from what Lin Jinsheng meant, it seemed that the pepper in his hand came from himself.

But he has never given any of his chili peppers to anyone else. He has only sold them to Zhu Huafeng. Logically speaking, Lin Jinsheng cannot have these chili peppers, but...

An idea flashed in Song Rutang's mind, and he thought of the only opportunity to leak the pepper.

It was the time when Yang Pinxiang stole the pepper.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, and the reality only a few breaths away, Song Rutang suddenly raised his head and saw Lin Jinsheng smiling at him and nodding:
"Mrs. Song, I still have some things left at home, and I have no choice but to do so. This is not the place to talk. I would also like to ask Mrs. Song to come with Sheng to talk about it."

Song Rutang finally understood.

Regardless of whether it was a last resort or no other, Lin Jinsheng had the leverage over her.

No wonder he did this to her. It turned out that he was eyeing the chili pepper in his hand.

Lin Jinsheng was still shaking the fan he bought for three pennies, and pinched the peppers while smiling.

He raised his eyebrows at Song Rutang, indicating that if Song Rutang didn't follow him, he would spread the word about Chili Pepper.

Song Rutang frowned.

"Why did Young Master Lin use this trick? If you want to do business with the Yang family, you can do it. Why take such an extreme approach? You may regret it for the rest of your life when you get old."

"Miss Song's words are wrong. This is not just a matter of lifelong regret. Why do you think I will give you up? Why is this?" (End of Chapter)