Wanjin Lady

Chapter 85 Eat Melon
Feng Shuigen led his men to organize a cart, which was similar to the wheelbarrows of later generations, and the group went down the mountain in a mighty procession towards the ferry.

Wen Wan left Zhao Heng at home. Chen Ma was old and it was not convenient for her to travel around, and there was Wen Jing and Old Man Wen at home, so Chen Ma and Lu Ping were also left behind by Wen Wan.

But when Wen Wan hitched the carriage, she saw Old Man Wen’s face as soon as she got on!

The old man packed his own bag, even bringing teacups and bowls onto the carriage, and it was obvious that he was going to set off with her.

As soon as Father Wen saw Wen Wan, he asked directly, "I heard you were going to the ferry to collect food?"

Wen Wan laughed, "You are well-informed."

Old Man Wen snorted, "Do you think that if you drive those old guys away, I won't have my own spies?"

Wen Wan immediately flattered him: "Dad is really wise."

"Stop flattering me. I know you sent Ma Changshun out to collect grain some time ago, but all the grain in Ping County has long been collected by Zhu Wang and Yuan Jing. Did you get the grain you brought from the ferry from outside?"

"Yes."

Bingzhou is also a foreign place.

Wen Weiming sighed, "Going by water isn't cheap. It's said there's a famine in Bingzhou, and the waterways around Tianshui Prefecture are not safe, with robbers and thieves stealing goods from time to time. The cost of grain transport is high right now, and if we bring in grain from other places, our costs will go up."

Once the cost goes up, the winery's profit will be even lower.

I'm afraid we'll have to tighten our belts again next year.

At this point, Father Wen was furious with Zhu Wang. "I don't know where that pig has been lately. He's nowhere to be found at the grain store or home. If not, I'd have Zhao Heng give him a good beating."

Wen Wan smiled and said nothing. Seeing that Old Man Wen was quite conscious and had taken all the medicine prescribed by Doctor Yan, she could only take Old Man Wen with her to collect grain. "Don't worry. That pig won't be alive for a few more days."

The father and daughter hurried with the large group to the downstream ferry. They went straight ahead along the official road and passed a teahouse. Suddenly, the view in front of them opened up. The autumn sun fell on the water, stirring up a golden ripple. There were dozens of boats parked on the vast river, and there were villages on both sides, with no end in sight.

On one side of the pier, many teahouses and restaurants are built by the water. The teahouses are doing a booming business, with crowds of people coming and going. It is a wonderful thing to invite a few good friends, drink a pot of hot tea, and stay for a while.

Live by the river and eat fish.

Before Wen Wan's grain-carrying ship arrived, she took her father Wen and Hongmei to a restaurant for a fish feast. There were delicious steamed fish, rich braised fish, sweet and sour fish, crispy pan-fried fish, and a fragrant fish soup.

Wen Wan ate with relish, but Old Man Wen couldn't eat.

The old man wandered around anxiously, occasionally leaning on the railing to look at the merchant ships in the distance. He wished he could see the food he bought immediately so that he could feel at ease.

How can I not be anxious?
The life or death of the Wen family depends on this incident.

Therefore, Wen Weiming became even more displeased when he saw Wen Wan, who was just concentrating on eating and not in a hurry at all.

All he does every day is eat, as if there is no food at home!

When asked how much the grain cost, where it came from, and how much grain was purchased, this girl knew nothing!

She used to be such a well-behaved little pink ball, but now she's no different from those big fools in the winery!
"He's back! Young Master, Master Ma is back with food!"

At Feng Shuigen's shout, Wen Weiming nimbly dashed out, "Where is he? Where is he? How much grain did you bring back? How much silver did you spend? Where's Old Ma?" Hongmei stared in astonishment at the figure that had darted away, wanting to follow, yet also wanting to continue eating...

Wen Wan chewed slowly and said slowly, "Eat first. The merchant ship has docked to unload the cargo, and there are people waiting! Eat more, because we will have to do some physical work later!"

Yes. The girl has a point.

Hongmei sat down with peace of mind and enjoyed the fish feast.

This made Old Man Wen very anxious. He stretched his neck to look and finally saw Ma Changshun waving at him on the deck. When he saw Ma's excited expression, his heart suddenly dropped like a rock.

Stable.

Stable.

Wen's Winery is saved!
Wen Wan then slowly followed. Wen Weiming was very dissatisfied with her looking around, so he pointed at Master Ma's boat and said, "What are you looking at? Master Ma is over there."

She smiled gently, hinting, "Let me see if there's anything interesting going on."

"What's the show?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion coming from the crowd not far away, and then he vaguely saw two figures fighting with bare hands. The vendors selling sweet soup and fruits nearby hurriedly dodged, but their stalls were still overturned by the two men.

Clank clank clang.

The bucket of sugar water fell sideways, and amid the exclamations of the crowd, the sugar water spilled all over the floor.

Wen Wan immediately recognized the two men as Yuan Jing and Zhu Tou, and immediately said anxiously: "Oh, why are they fighting? Feng Shuigen, go and pull them apart!"

Wen Weiming watched helplessly as Feng Shuigen, his chest bulging, came forward and fiercely hugged Yuan Jing from behind, shouting, "Manager Zhu, stop it! Stop hitting me!"

You won’t be able to kill anyone if you hit him like this!

Yuan Jing's hands were restrained by the mighty and tall Feng Shuigen, and he took several punches from Manager Zhu, causing his nose to bleed and he screamed in pain.

Wen Weiming said he couldn't bear to watch it: This bias is too obvious!
"Brother Zhu, calm down, calm down." Wen Weiming symbolically pulled Zhu Wang, but the corners of his lips couldn't suppress the curve, and his eyes flashed with blazing gossip flames. "If you have any good news, tell me quickly... Oh no... If you have anything to say, just say it properly!"

fast!
He has all the melon seeds ready!

Let him, an impartial passerby, judge the matter!
Shopkeeper Zhu's clothes were disheveled, his eyes black and blue. He probably didn't get any advantage in the previous fight. He was exhausted after only a few punches. He began to hunch over and support his knees to breathe heavily. "Yuan Liulang, you bastard, you opened a dyeing factory when I gave you a little color. You think you are nothing without the Cheng family's backing behind you! I, Old Zhu, gave you face and called you brother, but you are so good that you waste my years of hard work and dare to boss me around! Do I owe it to you, or to your grandson?"

Yuan Jing was so shocked by the beating from Zhu that he saw stars. He retorted without hesitation, "Oh, you were the one who had to follow me to Bingzhou. Before we got on board, you called me your brother. Oh, now you're angry and blame me for not making any money? Zhu Wang, there are wins and losses in business. If you can't afford to lose, don't play!"

"Okay, okay, it's my bad luck that I met a black-hearted person like you! I won't bother with anything else, just give me the money for the canal transportation!"

Yuan Jing sneered, as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. "Do you think I have a single copper coin on my body now?"

Zhu Wang's eyes widened. "You want to renege on your debt?!"

Zhu Wang perked up and started to ask Wen Weiming for justice. "Everyone, give me some advice. We agreed before we set out that the grain would be sold in Bingzhou, and Yuan Liulang and I would each pay the transportation costs based on the weight of the grain. Pah—"

(End of this chapter)