Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Yao Feiran also saw the vulnerability in Fang Su Niang's eyes, and she sighed.

People shouldn't just give up everything out of pity. Besides, if the other party succeeds in winning him over, Zheng Qingrui will most likely be ruined, and in severe cases, it will implicate her. Zheng Qingrui hasn't done anything yet, and if she's going to try to save him, why does she have to marry him?

When Yao Feiran returned home, Zheng Qingrui was also back. He was teaching Zheng Xiaotao to read and write. Yao Feiran had hired two people to take care of the house. They were both in their forties, a man and a woman. One was named Zhang Caigu, and the other was named Zhao Afu.

In the middle of the night, Yao Feiran opened her eyes.

He picked up the iron rod that was always by his side and came out.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he met three men who were holding knives. Zhao Afu had been knocked unconscious and was lying on the ground with blood on his face.

He must have been slashed; I don't know if he's still alive.

"Who are you?"

This small county town is just unsafe. Yao Feiran had only been making money for a short time when she ran into this mess.

The small-eyed man grinned maliciously: "I heard you've made quite a bit of money lately. Give me some."

"How much silver do you want?"

Five hundred taels will suffice.

"Five hundred taels? You think you're worthy?" Yao Feiran's eyes were filled with malice as she pulled out an iron rod and smashed it down. Before the small-eyed man could react, he was killed.

The other two then realized what was happening.

"Kill her!"

Both men were carrying knives, indicating that they not only intended to burglarize but also kill to silence witnesses. After killing the first one, Yao Feiran broke the legs and arms of the last one.

The surviving man was terrified. He thought that with three grown men, as long as he could control that one man, the others would be women and children who posed no threat. But then the woman struck and killed him.

Yao Feiran packed the two people into a sack, and dragged the other person to the kitchen.

He knelt down and begged, "Don't kill me, I'll never do it again."

"Who are you? Who sent you?"

"I...I came to Le'an County last year and have been begging for a living ever since."

They were originally refugees who had lost their land and homes and wandered around, making them very difficult to manage. Recently, refugees have been banned from entering the city.

"Who sent you?"

The man hesitated, but Yao Feiran, with a sinister expression, snapped his hand. The man was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but Yao Feiran grabbed his throat, and he managed to squeeze out a few words.

"I...I said, Manager Liao sent me."

Yao Feiran pondered for a moment who Manager Liao was. He owned the largest restaurant in the county and a winery, dominating most of the market in the county.

"What did I send you here for?"

"Let us search for your soju recipe. If we don't find it, we'll threaten you to hand it over."

Yao Feiran was a widow, all alone and helpless. Even if she died, the government would not be able to find out and the matter would simply be dropped.

It seems that the profit margin for shochu is quite high.

Yao Feiran was silent for a while, then suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. She turned around and saw that it was Zheng Qingrui.

"What are you doing here? Go back to your room and go to sleep."

She'll have to destroy the evidence later.

Zheng Qingrui stared intently at her with his dark eyes, then ran over and hugged her.

"Mother, Uncle Chen is lying on the ground, bleeding a lot. Is he dead?"

"He's not dead yet, he's just asleep, don't be afraid."

Yao Feiran almost forgot about Uncle Chen. She squeezed the man's neck a few times, and he quickly stopped breathing.

"Don't treat me like a child." Zheng Qingrui's eyes were filled with tears. "Mother, please don't die."

"Of course I won't die. Just remember not to flaunt your wealth and always be wary of others."

I've never seen him cry before, this time it's rare for him to show his emotions.

Yao Feiran was in a hurry to deal with the scene and didn't have time to care about Zheng Qingrui's mental state. She ran outside to check on Chen Afu and found that he was bleeding from the outside of his abdomen and had a lump on the back of his head. He must have been hit by someone.

Yao Feiran directed Zheng Qingrui to get gauze and a flint and steel, move Chen Afu to the bed, disinfect and bandage the wound. It was already past midnight, so they couldn't get medicine.

She glanced at Zhao Afu and could only resign herself to fate.

Yao Feiran turned around and put the bodies in the empty house next door. The next day, she rented a carriage and disposed of the bodies outside the city.

Chen Afu also woke up, and Yao Feiran got some medicine for him and told him to rest for a few days.

Everything was calm and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

Yao Feiran also noticed this Manager Liao. This man hadn't even bothered with her distilled liquor business, yet he went straight to hiring someone to kill her, completely disregarding her and trying to get something for nothing.

She had to find a chance to get her revenge, but unlike a refugee, if he died under mysterious circumstances, it would be easy to trace it back to her.

That evening, Yao Feiran talked with Zheng Qingrui, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Mother, who wants to kill you?"

"What, you want to avenge me?" Yao Feiran looked at him amusedly. "You're still too young."

"Is it because we're easy to bully?"

"Pretty much. Of course, it's also because of profit. The other party wants the recipe for the wine I recently sold."

Yao Feiran had no intention of hiding it. Zheng Qingrui, being strong-willed, adapted quickly, but became much more silent.

After this incident, Yao Feiran continued selling wine while keeping an eye on Manager Liao's activities.

A few days later, Yao Feiran packed up her stall and went back home when she saw a middle-aged man walk up to her.

"Excuse me, are you Madam Yao?"

"Who are you?"

"My master invites you to a chat."

The man pointed to the second floor of Yuxiang Tower. Through the open window was a man dressed in light blue and white clothes who smiled kindly at Yao Feiran.

Yao Feiran did not refuse and went straight up to the second floor.

"You are Wan Jiucheng, the owner of Yuxianglou."

Wan Jiucheng was visibly surprised: "You recognize me."

He doesn't usually like to go out.

"We met once before; you happened to be coming out of the manor." Yao Feiran had no desire for pleasantries and went straight to the point: "You want to talk about the liquor?"

"I heard that your husband died young and you have two children. Why don't you sell this method to me? I'm willing to pay two hundred taels of silver."

"I can give it to you, on the condition that we sign a deed for the distribution of surplus profits."

Wan Jiucheng frowned, looking at Yao Feiran with a hint of mockery.

Yao Feiran understood what he meant. Yu Li was dividends. No businessman would be willing to share his profits; he would only buy it outright and be done with it once and for all.

"Madam Yao, you should know that this liquor-making technique has actually already appeared in the capital, and it will spread sooner or later."

"Then you can just wait for them to make it public."

Yao Feiran also knew that distilled spirits had already appeared and were selling very well in the capital, but this technology could not be promoted in a short period of time.

"You know Liao Ping has his eye on you now. He acts recklessly and likes to use insidious methods to deal with others. By then, it may be useless for you to keep this method."

Yao Feiran knew that the other party would never agree now, because she had no power or influence and would compromise sooner or later.

"He's already made his move." Yao Feiran stood up, preparing to leave. "As for why I'm still alive, it's because he's not capable of dealing with me yet."

Yao Feiran said a few threatening words and left, leaving Wan Jiucheng looking at her with suspicion.