"Go to the clinic if you must, do you think I'm trying to cheat you out of money?" a furious roar sounded. The enraged middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his fist at Shopkeeper Zhao, "If anything happens to my old mother, I'll kill you!"
The onlookers outside the shop now believed him by seven or eight tenths. If this man were truly trying to extort money, he wouldn't dare go to the clinic. Looking at his furious and worried expression, he was clearly a filial son.
Zhao Ling frowned subconsciously, his sharp gaze fixed on the man before him, trying to discern any flaw on his face. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary no matter how he looked.
But no matter what, Zhao Ling could not let anyone tarnish the reputation of the Zhao's Pastry Shop. "Zhuzi, guard the shop, and have Second Uncle bring money to the clinic to find me."
"Yes, Shopkeeper," the young shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Understanding Zhao Ling's intention, he was to notify the owner.
After a while, the noisy shop was suddenly empty. The young shop assistant turned around and saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan still inside the shop. He was surprised and quickly apologized, "Apologies to you two guests. Do you wish to buy pastries, young ladies?"
But he suddenly remembered the man who had caused the disturbance. The shop assistant could pat his chest and guarantee, "Don't worry, ladies, the pastries in the shop are all the freshest, and they won't spoil even in the heat of summer."
"Yes, weigh two jin of Liang Gao..." Zhan Feiyu ordered a few more pastries.
A quarter of an hour later, the young shop assistant obsequiously saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan out of the shop. As expected of young ladies from a prominent family, they didn't believe a word of the man's nonsense, otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many pastries.
After leaving the pastry shop, He Nuan walked out of the grocery store with her purchases. She had bought some dried mushrooms and dried vegetables, which were perfect for making soup during the hot summer.
"Share some with me, I'll carry them," seeing He Nuan's hands full, Zhan Feiyu immediately walked over.
"Miss, be careful!" He Nuan suddenly exclaimed. She dropped the items in her hands and pulled Zhan Feiyu back several steps.
A carriage suddenly rushed out from the adjacent alley. Fortunately, He Nuan was quick enough. Otherwise, Zhan Feiyu, who was standing with her back to the alley, would have been hit by the carriage. Even if it wasn't a head-on collision, a scrape would have been unbearable.
Zhan Feiyu was also startled. The street was bustling with people, and the noise was deafening. Moreover, her attention had been focused on He Nuan, so she hadn't heard the carriage behind her at all.
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The enraged middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his fist at Shopkeeper Zhao, "If anything happens to my old mother, I'll kill you!"
The onlookers outside the shop now believed him by seven or eight tenths. If this man were truly trying to extort money, he wouldn't dare go to the clinic. Looking at his furious and worried expression, he was clearly a filial son.
Zhao Ling frowned subconsciously, his sharp gaze fixed on the man before him, trying to discern any flaw on his face. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary no matter how he looked.
But no matter what, Zhao Ling could not let anyone tarnish the reputation of the Zhao's Pastry Shop. "Zhuzi, guard the shop, and have Second Uncle bring money to the clinic to find me."
"Yes, Shopkeeper," the young shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Understanding Zhao Ling's intention, he was to notify the owner.
After a while, the noisy shop was suddenly empty. The young shop assistant turned around and saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan still inside the shop. He was surprised and quickly apologized, "Apologies to you two guests. Do you wish to buy pastries, young ladies?"
But he suddenly remembered the man who had caused the disturbance. The shop assistant could pat his chest and guarantee, "Don't worry, ladies, the pastries in the shop are all the freshest, and they won't spoil even in the heat of summer."
"Yes, weigh two jin of Liang Gao..." Zhan Feiyu ordered a few more pastries.
A quarter of an hour later, the young shop assistant obsequiously saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan out of the shop. As expected of young ladies from a prominent family, they didn't believe a word of the man's nonsense, otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many pastries.
After leaving the pastry shop, He Nuan walked out of the grocery store with her purchases. She had bought some dried mushrooms and dried vegetables, which were perfect for making soup during the hot summer.
"Share some with me," "Go to the clinic if you must, do you think I'm trying to cheat you out of money?" a furious roar sounded. The enraged middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his fist at Shopkeeper Zhao, "If anything happens to my old mother, I'll kill you!"
The onlookers outside the shop now believed him by seven or eight tenths. If this man were truly trying to extort money, he wouldn't dare go to the clinic. Looking at his furious and worried expression, he was clearly a filial son.
Zhao Ling frowned subconsciously, his sharp gaze fixed on the man before him, trying to discern any flaw on his face. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary no matter how he looked.
But no matter what, Zhao Ling could not let anyone tarnish the reputation of the Zhao's Pastry Shop. "Zhuzi, guard the shop, and have Second Uncle bring money to the clinic to find me."
"Yes, Shopkeeper," the young shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Understanding Zhao Ling's intention, he was to notify the owner.
After a while, the noisy shop was suddenly empty. The young shop assistant turned around and saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan still inside the shop. He was surprised and quickly apologized, "Apologies to you two guests. Do you wish to buy pastries, young ladies?"
But he suddenly remembered the man who had caused the disturbance. The shop assistant could pat his chest and guarantee, "Don't worry, ladies, the pastries in the shop are all the freshest, and they won't spoil even in the heat of summer."
"Yes, weigh two jin of Liang Gao..." Zhan Feiyu ordered a few more pastries.
A quarter of an hour later, the young shop assistant obsequiously saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan out of the shop. As expected of young ladies from a prominent family, they didn't believe a word of the man's nonsense, otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many pastries.
"Go to the clinic if you must, do you think I'm trying to cheat you out of money?" a furious roar sounded. The enraged middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his fist at Shopkeeper Zhao, "If anything happens to my old mother, I'll kill you!"
The onlookers outside the shop now believed him by seven or eight tenths. If this man were truly trying to extort money, he wouldn't dare go to the clinic. Looking at his furious and worried expression, he was clearly a filial son.
Zhao Ling frowned subconsciously, his sharp gaze fixed on the man before him, trying to discern any flaw on his face. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary no matter how he looked.
But no matter what, Zhao Ling could not let anyone tarnish the reputation of the Zhao's Pastry Shop. "Zhuzi, guard the shop, and have Second Uncle bring money to the clinic to find me."
"Yes, Shopkeeper," the young shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Understanding Zhao Ling's intention, he was to notify the owner.
After a while, the noisy shop was suddenly empty. The young shop assistant turned around and saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan still inside the shop. He was surprised and quickly apologized, "Apologies to you two guests. Do you wish to buy pastries, young ladies?"
But he suddenly remembered the man who had caused the disturbance. The shop assistant could pat his chest and guarantee, "Don't worry, ladies, the pastries in the shop are all the freshest, and they won't spoil even in the heat of summer."
"Yes, weigh two jin of Liang Gao..." Zhan Feiyu ordered a few more pastries.
A quarter of an hour later, the young shop assistant obsequiously saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan out of the shop. As expected of young ladies from a prominent family, they didn't believe a word of the man's nonsense, otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many pastries.
After leaving the pastry shop, He Nuan walked out of the grocery store with her purchases. She had bought some dried mushrooms and dried vegetables, which were perfect for making soup during the hot summer.
"Share some with me," "Go to the clinic if you must, do you think I'm trying to cheat you out of money?" a furious roar sounded. The enraged middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his fist at Shopkeeper Zhao, "If anything happens to my old mother, I'll kill you!"
The onlookers outside the shop now believed him by seven or eight tenths. If this man were truly trying to extort money, he wouldn't dare go to the clinic. Looking at his furious and worried expression, he was clearly a filial son.
Zhao Ling frowned subconsciously, his sharp gaze fixed on the man before him, trying to discern any flaw on his face. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary no matter how he looked.
But no matter what, Zhao Ling could not let anyone tarnish the reputation of the Zhao's Pastry Shop. "Zhuzi, guard the shop, and have Second Uncle bring money to the clinic to find me."
"Yes, Shopkeeper," the young shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Understanding Zhao Ling's intention, he was to notify the owner.
After a while, the noisy shop was suddenly empty. The young shop assistant turned around and saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan still inside the shop. He was surprised and quickly apologized, "Apologies to you two guests. Do you wish to buy pastries, young ladies?"
But he suddenly remembered the man who had caused the disturbance. The shop assistant could pat his chest and guarantee, "Don't worry, ladies, the pastries in the shop are all the freshest, and they won't spoil even in the heat of summer."
"Yes, weigh two jin of Liang Gao..." Zhan Feiyu ordered a few more pastries.
A quarter of an hour later, the young shop assistant obsequiously saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan out of the shop. As expected of young ladies from a prominent family, they didn't believe a word of the man's nonsense, otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many pastries.
After leaving the pastry shop, He Nuan walked out of the grocery store with her purchases. She had bought some dried mushrooms and dried vegetables, which were perfect for making soup during the hot summer.
"Share some with me," He Nuan suddenly exclaimed. She dropped the items in her hands and pulled Zhan Feiyu back several steps.
A carriage suddenly rushed out from the adjacent alley. Fortunately, He Nuan was quick enough. Otherwise, Zhan Feiyu, who was standing with her back to the alley, would have been hit by the carriage. Even if it wasn't a head-on collision, a scrape would have been unbearable.
"Miss, be careful!" He Nuan suddenly exclaimed. She dropped the items in her hands and pulled Zhan Feiyu back several steps.
A carriage suddenly rushed out from the adjacent alley. Fortunately, He Nuan was quick enough. Otherwise, Zhan Feiyu, who was standing with her back to the alley, would have been hit by the carriage. Even if it wasn't a head-on collision, a scrape would have been unbearable.