After transmigrating into the body of a widow, I became the richest man in the capital.

Chapter 103 In broad daylight, a woman is forcibly taken.

It turns out that when we were eating at the Kelaiju Restaurant, although a table full of dishes were served, everyone was talking about jam and didn't touch any of the dishes on the table.

Only the little stools beside them were silently eating, their chopsticks seemingly endless. After everyone finished discussing the jam, they left the guesthouse.

The little stool was already completely full. "Then, young master, I still want to protect you."

"Forget it, just take care of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao realized that Xiao Dengzi didn't have any martial arts skills and couldn't protect Qian Musheng's safety at all.

The little stool obediently returned to the Qian residence.

Qian Musheng brought Su Xiaoxiao to a place that can be considered a snack street.

Here, Qian Musheng easily found a noodle shop.

"Boss, give us two bowls of noodles with pickled mustard greens and shredded pork."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "Don't they sell beef noodles and mutton noodles? Why did you only treat me to a bowl of pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Musheng understood that Su Xiaoxiao thought he was too stingy and petty, so he quickly smiled and said, "You don't know, the best noodles here are pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles. If you don't believe me, I'll order you a bowl of beef noodles, and you'll see the difference when you compare them."

"is it?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Qian Musheng with some doubt, but the noodle shop owner clearly knew Qian Musheng before.

He very politely came over and wiped the table clean for the two of them. "Young Master Qian, you're here again? Is it the pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles again this time?"

Qian Musheng nodded.

"Oh, you've brought a pretty girl with you today."

The noodle shop owner seemed quite talkative, and he served the noodles very enthusiastically and quickly. Su Xiaoxiao was obviously starving.

She first tried the pickled mustard tuber and shredded pork noodles recommended by Qian Musheng, and yes, they were indeed quite delicious.

Perhaps because she was hungry, Su Xiaoxiao tried the beef noodles again. She found that although the beef noodles at the noodle shop had plenty of beef, they didn't taste as good as the pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles.

I don't know how to explain it, but it seems that Qian Musheng is indeed quite skilled when it comes to eating noodles.

Most of the people who come here to eat are villagers and ordinary folks, but there are almost no people dressed like young noblemen like Qian Musheng.

Su Xiaoxiao was also starving. The moment she took her first bite of noodles, she was completely won over by their smooth and delicious texture. Actually, you don't necessarily have to care about the appearance of a restaurant when you eat out. Although it was just a roadside stall, their noodles were truly exceptional.

The soup base and the shredded meat were cut with incredible precision. All the ingredients were incredibly fresh. Su Xiaoxiao learned that this noodle shop had been open for nearly a hundred years.

How could a business passed down from their ancestors not be authentic and delicious?

Su Xiaoxiao thought Qian Musheng was indeed a foodie, and thought this guy was quite amazing, searching for delicious food all over the streets and alleys.

After finishing their noodles, Su Xiaoxiao and Qian Musheng were about to part ways when she decided to hurry back to the village to investigate the jam. She wanted to know who in the village had leaked the information about her making jam, but she ruled out Sun Shi first.

Just then, a carriage suddenly sped past on the street, and someone shouted rudely, "Get out of my way, or I won't be responsible if I hit you!"

Who's being so arrogant? In broad daylight, on the main street of town, where pedestrians and horses each have their own lanes, even other carriages know to give way. This carriage just drove recklessly, knocking over slow-moving civilians, and soon the street was filled with complaints.

The carriage quickly stopped in front of a grand mansion. Several thugs surrounded it and dragged a woman out of the carriage.

The woman had disheveled hair and clothes, but Su Xiaoxiao recognized her immediately. Wasn't this the girl who had come to beg her to save her that morning?

The man in charge of arresting her was none other than Butler Huang, whom Qian Musheng had taught a lesson to this morning. It really was him. "How did she get arrested again?" Su Xiaoxiao thought, glancing quickly at Qian Musheng.

"Do you want to meddle in this?"

Qian Musheng stopped Su Xiaoxiao, "Wait."

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to rush forward to save the person, but said, "No, didn't you see? This is the Huang family's house."

"What, the wealthy Huang?"

Su Xiaoxiao was taken aback, but then she thought that Qian Musheng knew a lot of rich people.

Judging from the grand and imposing gatehouse, this family must be a wealthy household, and one that is not to be trifled with.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't move, watching as the woman they had just rescued that morning was carried into the mansion by Butler Huang like a chick.

Then the gates of the Huang residence were locked, and the crowd of onlookers pointed at the gates and began to discuss the matter.

"What kind of thing is this? Abducting women in broad daylight, doing such a thing is a sin."

It seemed that the onlookers were used to it, and Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Qian Musheng.

He asked in a low voice, "What do we do now?"

Qian Musheng shook his head.

"What else can we do? This kind of thing happens every day. We can't control it, and we have no right to interfere."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao quickly asked, "So you're just going to ignore this? Can you really just sit idly by and do nothing about something like this?"

Actually, Su Xiaoxiao wanted to go and intervene, but after Qian Musheng pulled her back, she suddenly realized that if she went to intervene, what would she use to intervene?

If things aren't handled properly, you'll end up getting hurt yourself.

Su Xiaoxiao genuinely felt it was difficult to discuss this matter, so she could only look to Qian Musheng for help.

"This happens every day; how can you possibly manage it all?"

Qian Musheng's words reminded Su Xiaoxiao that this was indeed the case.

Not to mention that era, even now, she couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the era before she traveled here.

The melodramatic plot continues to unfold more than a thousand years later; even TV dramas wouldn't dare to portray it like this.

Su Xiaoxiao stared angrily at the gate of the Huang family's house.

"Can I report this to the authorities?"

Su Xiaoxiao continued, unwilling to give up, and asked again.

"You'd be better off relying on yourself than reporting it to the authorities. This official and the wealthy Huang are brothers. Do you think he'll help you or that poor woman?"

Su Xiaoxiao was at a loss for what to do. She was speechless, never expecting the world to be so upside down, leaving ordinary people with no way to survive.

Where can they go to voice their grievances? There is nowhere to seek justice.

It wasn't until Qian Musheng pulled Su Xiaoxiao aside that he whispered to her, "I can go over and check on her tonight. Don't worry, leave this to me."

(End of this chapter)