After the princess entered the palace, the war god prince broke his back

The autumn sun is warm, shining through the sycamore trees in the courtyard and onto the ground, casting dark shadows.

Chu Nanyue came back early today. She bought various side dishes and the mutton that she had marinated yesterday. At this moment, she was skewering them with bamboo sticks.

Ever since the spicy crayfish opened up the market that day, his family unanimously stopped letting Chu Ziyu work at a ratio of three to one.

Chu Ziyu had no choice but to concentrate on recuperating at home.

"Ayue, my cough has improved a lot. I won't need to take more medicine after I finish taking these medicines." Chu Ziyu said as he helped to string the strings together.

"Brother, your health is getting better because you have had enough rest in the past few days. If you want to get rid of the root cause, you still need to take medicine." Chu Nanyue disagreed. She knew that Chu Ziyu was worried about the money, so she comforted him, "Brother, we have ten taels of silver in our hands now, which can afford your medicine!"

"I calculated that we can earn 900 wen a day from selling spicy crayfish and lamb skewers, which is 27 taels a month."

"Even if the crayfish production is low in a month, we can still guarantee more than 10 taels with the lamb skewers."

"Besides, winter has its own marketing, and our lives will only get better and better!"

"Food, clothing, rent, and medicine are all no problem."

"Ayue is more capable than my brother. In just one month, he has ensured that our family has enough food and clothing." Chu Nanyue's words made Chu Ziyu feel very comforted.

The wishful thinking hidden deep in my heart seemed to break through the haze, and there was a glimmer of hope again.

"I want Axun to study and pass the imperial examinations! He is still young and his future is uncertain. He shouldn't waste his time with us."

Only by passing the imperial examinations and gaining power can the Chu family have a chance to turn things around.

"......Brother, what you said makes sense. I've taken note of it. I'll inquire about the academy in the next few days!" Chu Nanyue was stunned for a moment, then agreed readily.

Their father Chu Zhaoming spent his whole life in military service but ended up dying a violent death. Chu Nanyue thought that Chu Ziyu didn't want Chu Zixun to pursue a career in politics.

Maybe he has lived in the mud for too long, and deep down he wants to stand in the clouds again?

At this time, there were shouts coming from outside the door.

"What happened?" For some reason, Chu Ziyu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Don't worry, big brother. I'll go out and take a look!" Chu Nanyue put down the bamboo stick in his hand, stood up and walked out.

"Girl, it's bad. Our stall was smashed. The second young master was so angry that he started fighting with others... I couldn't stop him..." Xiao Tao said breathlessly.

With a "thump", the sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard behind me.

Chu Nanyue looked back and saw Chu Ziyu tumbling down the stairs, with a streak of glaring red blood running down his sleeves.

"Xiao Tao, you stay here to take care of big brother, I'm going to find Axun!" Chu Nanyue left a word and ran out quickly.

Several burly men were besieging a weak boy.

Although the young man was at a disadvantage, his bloodthirsty phoenix eyes revealed a cold light like a wild wolf.

It seemed like he was waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow to the enemy.

Chu Nanyue didn't care about all that. She picked up the spatula and hit the fat man who was pressing down on Chu Zixun.

"I'll beat you to death, you cowards, for attacking a powerless child!"

"You filthy bastards, I'm going to beat you to death today!"

"Here comes another bitch, as violent as your young and ignorant brother. She starts fighting as soon as she comes up. I'll teach you a lesson today!" The fat man, whose face was bruised and swollen, cursed viciously.

He seized the opportunity, snatched the spatula from Chu Nanyue's hand, and then raised his hand and threw it away.

"Your Highness, that little cook is about to suffer a loss. Do you want to take action?" At this time, Leng Jiu was following Xiao Hanye out of Yujiang Tower, pointing at the noisy crowd in the distance.

He recognized Chu Nanyue. Wasn't this the little cook that Xiao Yihang was obsessed with making spicy crayfish?

He also can't forget it!

Xiao Hanye glanced at her calmly, and said something that was both sarcastic and ruthless: "I've lost money twice, and now you've lost your feelings?"

Leng Jiu felt the cold air emanating from his prince and shuddered, but he still corrected him in a low voice: "Prince, I only paid compensation once, and it was paid by Feng Chuan. It has nothing to do with me!"

Of course, he didn't know that the woman who was hit by his prince and covered in mud by the lake that day was also Chu Nanyue.

Xiao Hanye was too lazy to explain to him and strode towards the carriage.

Leng Jiu quickly followed.

No matter how many times he had to pay compensation, there was no affection. Since there was no affection, it was obvious that his prince's intention was not to allow him to meddle in other people's business.

Here, Chu Zixun saw that the slap was about to hit Chu Nanyue's face, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and he kicked away the other person who was pressing him. Just as he was about to pounce, he saw the fat man jumping on the spot with a look of pain on his face.

Chu Nanyue pulled Chu Zixun in front of her, picked up the spatula on the ground again, and shouted, "If anyone dares to do this again, I will tear your bones apart piece by piece!"

She took advantage of the fat man's arm when he stretched it out and unexpectedly removed his arm.

When she was young, she was fascinated by the human skeleton for a while. She played with it all day long. There were 206 bones, and she could easily disassemble and reassemble them.

Xiao Hanye saw this scene when he got on the carriage. He knocked on the seat, signaling for the carriage to stop.

He just watched it all through the car window, indifferently, as if he was watching a play and staying out of it.

"Sister, run quickly, I can handle it myself!" Chu Zixun whispered.

"You're just dealing with shit. Your way of dealing with things is to solve them with your fists?" From what Xiaotao and the fat man said, Chu Nanyue had already determined that Chu Zixun was the first to start.

She is not a person who repays evil with kindness. If she were strong enough, there would be no problem in fighting violence with violence, but the current situation is clearly that the enemy is strong and she is weak.

Her motto is to fight if she can win, and run away if she can’t!

Doesn’t Chu Zixun know that among the Thirty-Six Strategies, running away is the best one?

If she could unexpectedly remove one person's arm, would the second person obediently stretch out his or her arm to let her remove it?

Now they were surrounded tightly and had no chance to escape.

"No one can cut off our survival. This is the money that big brother needs to save his life!" Chu Zixun's eyes turned red with anger.

Seeing that life was getting better and his brother's health was getting better, these people actually falsely accused their things of being unclean and poisoning them. He just argued a few words, and these people smashed everything without saying a word. How could he tolerate this?

Seeing Chu Zixun trembling with anger, Chu Nanyue immediately grabbed his hand with one hand, pointed at the people surrounding them with a spatula in the other hand, and said sternly: "What do you want to do?"

"What do we want, bitch? Are you going to bite us back?"

"First, my brother ate your food and had diarrhea and vomiting all the time. Now you've cut off my arm. You won't be able to walk out alive today unless you pay me a hundred taels!" The fat man held up his arm, his face covered in cold sweat.

"There is absolutely no problem with our products. So many people buy our food every day. Why is it that only your family has problems?" Chu Nanyue said righteously.

"If there is nothing wrong with your stuff, then how could my brother be poisoned? Doctor Lin from Baozhitang has diagnosed that it was caused by eating something unclean!"

"Today my brother only ate your spicy crayfish, but your food is unclean. You can't argue with me. Hand over the recipe, and Doctor Lin will know it immediately!"

"Recipe? That's our ancestral family business. How can we survive if we give it to you?" Chu Zixun got angry again.

"Don't think I didn't recognize you. I ran into you the day before yesterday when I went to the lake to pick up lobsters. You can't make spicy crayfish that are delicious, so you framed us today."

Chu Zixun became angrier as he spoke, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with rage.

Chu Nanyue looked at her brother and suddenly realized: "Oh! So that's what's going on! You failed to learn how to do business from others, so now you come here blatantly to ask for the formula?"

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Recently, there are countless people imitating their spicy crayfish and kebab business. This is normal competition in the business, and she doesn't take it seriously.

After all, it is the same today. When one company sees that another company’s products are selling well, it will follow suit.

For the same thing, everyone competes based on their own abilities!

She has a craft that has been accumulated over five thousand years of Chinese history, and of course the Chu family's spicy crayfish is the best.

"Since you suspect it's us, I'll tell you the formula..." Chu Nanyue stared at the fat man's surprised face and paused deliberately.

"Sister, no!" Chu Zixun shook his head.

Chu Nanyue patted his shoulder, signaling that he was fine.

Meeting her determined gaze, Chu Zixun's uneasy heart surprisingly calmed down and he kept silent.