The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 209 Forced Buying and Selling
noon.

"bang bang bang"

The tightly closed door of Ganweixian was knocked on.

The pampered diners from Huaiqing Prefecture got up unusually early today to make their way.

The timing was perfect; upon arriving in the border town, we were able to enjoy a delicious midday meal.

As a result, this incredibly popular Ganweixian restaurant has actually closed down!

Which good restaurant does business this way?

The spoiled brats immediately ordered their servants to bang on the door.

"bang bang bang"

Before half a cup of tea had been brewed, there was finally some movement in the courtyard.

"Don't knock, don't knock, I'm coming!" A voice with a thick nasal tone came from behind.

There's no such thing as an easy job in the food service industry.

The Gan family of three has been getting up in the middle of the night lately to slaughter sheep and make soup.

From opening the shop early in the morning to washing dishes and cleaning up after closing time, the family had barely finished tidying up when they finally lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) to catch up on some sleep.

Gan Mingshou was very displeased; the person knocking on the door was really tactless.

When he pushed open the courtyard gate, he saw a dozen or so young men of similar age to himself, with unfriendly expressions, dressed in brocade and riding tall horses, who had come to the restaurant.

He was taken aback, but managed a forced smile: "I'm so sorry, esteemed guests, Ganweixian is closed today! If you would like to drink mutton soup, please come again tomorrow morning."

The servant banging on the door assumed he was a shop assistant and immediately began to berate him:

"Why are you closing before noon? Our young master wants to have lunch at Ganweixian. You'd better call your head chef over right now!"

"I'm sorry, the mutton soup in our shop is made fresh to order, starting in the middle of the night. The broth usually needs to be simmered for three hours to get the right flavor. The ten sheep we slaughtered this morning were sold out before 1:15 AM!"

The playboys' faces fell upon hearing this.

This store had been hyped up to the skies, and they came with high expectations.

Now, they have to wait a whole day for a bowl of mutton soup!
Immediately, a spoiled brat raised his eyebrows in anger:

"I've grown up in Huaiqing Prefecture, and this is the first time I've ever seen a business that only operates for one morning! Isn't this a newly opened shop? It's acting like an old establishment that's only been around for half a year!"

"Hey kid, what are you pretending to be? Hurry up and call your head chef over here. I want to watch him kill and cook right here!"

"Put a good word on your chef. If his mutton soup is really that delicious, our Master Rui will reward him handsomely! There's no reason to turn down a business that's offered to us!"

Gan Mingshou, however, looked distressed: “You’re right, esteemed guest. Of course, the purpose of opening a restaurant is to make money! But we’ve already slaughtered all the sheep for today. Even if we call the head chef, a skilled cook can’t cook without sheep.”

He and his father had visited his sister's valley ranch. The sheep on the grassland in spring were called "lying-down sheep," and they were indeed not plump.

His sister spends a lot of time selecting sheep every day.

No sooner had Gan Mingshou finished speaking than the sound of the sheep fighting came from the sheepfold, which had been converted from the back room of the second courtyard.

"Meow meow meow"

"Meow meow meow"

"Meow meow meow"

The group of spoiled brats were furious: "How dare you try to trick us, brat? What kind of nonsense is this?"

Even the most spoiled brats are no strangers to the sound of sheep!
"Everyone, please listen to me."

Gan Mingshou was sweating profusely and was about to explain for the纨绔 (sons of wealthy and powerful families) when one of them gave his guard a wink. The tall, burly guard stepped forward and swung his riding whip at Gan Mingshou.

"Snapped!"

Gan couldn't dodge in time and took a solid lash to the back.

"Ah!" The boy was stunned by the blow!
Just as the guards were about to teach this liar a lesson, Gan Hongzhen and his wife from the backyard came out.

Gan Hongzhen took the initiative:
"Wait a minute, strong man! I am the owner of Ganweixian. May I ask why you have beaten this old man's youngest son without cause?"

His height and appearance were quite intimidating, and his gait suggested he possessed considerable skill.

The guard's master, however, was unimpressed. He sat astride his horse, looking down at Gan Hongzhen, and said:

"Master Gan, you really need to keep a close eye on your son. We came all the way from Huaiqing Prefecture to your shop for mutton soup. We clearly heard the sheep bleating in your backyard, but your son lied to us and said there were no sheep to sell today!"

Gan Hongzhen remained calm, his voice betraying no emotion, and simply explained:

"This must be a misunderstanding. My son is always honest; he wouldn't dare to lie to our distinguished guests even if he had ten lives! The sheep we raise in our backyard are only four months old, and the freshly slaughtered sheep are bought from elsewhere. We only have a supply of ten sheep per day. If you would be so kind as to join us, I will make sure everything is arranged perfectly for you all tomorrow!"

His words did not dispel the young dandies' obsession with eating sheep.

The more you try to persuade them, the more enthusiastic they become.

"Ang, why can't you, the owner, be flexible? Why can't we eat a four-month-old sheep? If killing one isn't enough, kill two; if two aren't enough, kill three! Our Master Rui has plenty of money!"

"Yes! If you do well, Uncle Rui will give you a bonus! He'll let you sell your four-month-old lambs for the price of ten-month-old lambs. A smart person should get to work quickly!"

Before Gan Hongzhen could reply, Gan Mingshou was so angry at this group of arrogant spoiled brats that he jumped up and down:
"So what if you're a guest from Huaiqing Prefecture? We can't control how you used to force people to buy and sell in Huaiqing Prefecture, but when you come to Ganweixian to eat, you have to follow our restaurant's rules."

"Hey you, the one who hit me, apologize right now! If you don't, I won't sell you any more mutton soup!"

The group of spoiled brats were so angry they laughed!

Although these people did not reveal their identities, could they be ordinary people, given the clothes they wore, the horses they rode, and the guards and attendants they had with them?
The son of the owner of a small mutton soup restaurant actually spoke so rudely to them.

"Hahaha, apologize? Who do you think you are, kid?"

"You don't want to sell to us, huh? Then you can forget about opening this shop!"

"Men, smash all of this sweet potato juice for me!"

"Yes! Master!"

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The commotion at the entrance of Ganweixian Restaurant has already alerted the entire neighborhood.

Someone actually went to the home of the Jade-Faced Rakshasa's mother to cause trouble?
Is it that they don't want to leave the border town alive, or what?

Someone had already rushed to inform Captain Gan's family.

The way these spoiled brats act is not that of ordinary people.

After hearing the explanation from the Gan family father and son, the military dependents did not dare to pull them apart, and could only stand aside and try to mediate.

"Don't smash it, you absolutely can't smash it! Our border generals all love to have breakfast at Ganweixian! This is Captain Gan's family's shop. Have you, distinguished guests, heard of the name of Captain Gan, the Jade-Faced Rakshasa?"

"I'm not lying to you. Ganweixian has been open for seven days, and we've had mutton soup for all seven days. Ten sheep are sold out in a little over an hour every morning!"

"Good soup requires careful cooking time; how can a half-grown lamb withstand such stewing!"

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(End of this chapter)