A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

It would be fine if she only offended one family, but she offended every family. When she got angry, everyone started scolding her.

"You can scold me, but I didn't lose any meat. I got the benefits, and you can only watch."

Liu Kerong was also furious. She felt that the whole world had wronged her. It would have been fine if it was just other people, but the key point was that her husband and son also stabbed her in the back.

"Eat it. That's dead flesh. You'll choke to death if you eat it."

She was so arrogant that she went around provoking people with the buns in her hand, so it was no wonder that others said nasty things to her.

"You are just jealous, go ahead and slander me, it's useless, it's totally useless."

The more others scolded her, the more she wanted to perform for them. She would take a few big bites of the buns in front of everyone, make exaggerated and weird noises, and breathe at others.

"Go to hell. If you come here and make my child cry again, I will beat you to death."

Some brave ones took off their shoes and chased Liu Kerong to fight her.

She ran faster than a rabbit with the buns in her arms, eating while laughing.

I accidentally bumped into Wen Meijiu, and when I looked closely, I saw that my mouth was grinning, and I couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"You stupid girl, you have come to this day too, hahaha."

With a snort, she took out the remaining buns, shook them in front of the warm wine, and laughed crazily, tears coming out.

"I don't care. I can tell it's sinful just by looking at it."

Wen Meijiu pushed away the hand she was waving in front of her and turned away.

"It's not that you don't want it, it's that you don't have anything to eat, so you're jealous. I'll kill you with jealousy."

Standing in the center of the villagers, Liu Kerong chewed the buns in her hand with big mouthfuls. The aroma of the buns wafted in the air, which was undoubtedly an irresistible attraction for someone on the verge of starvation.

Everyone was patient and swallowed hard, just waiting for her to finish eating as soon as possible.

This frozen atmosphere, for others it was endurance and torture, but for Liu Kerong it was enjoyment and the relief that came from venting her anger.

"Mom, I want to eat. I want to eat."

Some children couldn't help it and rolled on the ground, crying loudly, and couldn't be pulled up.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you. I'll buy it for you."

A daughter-in-law, crying, coaxed her child up from the ground and tried to grab her own food bag, but was snatched away by the man in the family.

"Are you crazy? You won't celebrate it anymore?"

"Live? How can a child live like this?"

"The beating was too light. Just give me two more beatings and I'll be fine. If you want to eat buns, you have to die."

The couple became more and more anxious as they talked, and finally started arguing.

"Should we go over and teach her a lesson?"

Zhi Zheng couldn't help but secretly asked Wen Meijiu, but Wen Meijiu shook his head.

"There will be a time when she will regret it. Let's wait and see."

Zhizheng nodded helplessly.

"Tonight, you all need to be more alert."

The words of warming the wine raised the spirit of stopping the dispute.

**

Dinner was finally over and it was dark, so everyone found a place to sleep.

Some slept in the open space outside the inn, some found a place to sleep against the wall, and some even slept under the eaves of the inn.

Inside the inn room, the oil lamp had gone out.

Outside, someone knocked gently on Prince Wang's door and asked:

"Sir, do you want some more tea?"

There was no movement in the room for a long time. The man repeated it after a while, but there was still no movement.

After a while, the person standing outside the door dipped his finger in saliva, poked a hole in the window paper, and his eyes widened as he scanned the room.

It took him a long time to see clearly that there were two people lying on the kang, and he felt relieved.

Inside Prince Wang’s room is Wen Meijiu’s family’s room, further inside is Ma Rulan and Qi Wenjing’s room, and the two innermost rooms belong to the village chief’s family.

The man flashed past Prince Wang's door, took out a long, thin tube from his arms, poked a hole in the window paper of Wen Meijiu's room, and blew a puff of smoke into it.

He followed the same instructions for the next few rooms, then quickly went downstairs.

The waiter, dressed in black, holding a large knife that shone with cold light, approached the shopkeeper, who was also dressed in black, and whispered:

"The drug took effect. He slept like a dead pig and couldn't be woken up even if I called him."

The shopkeeper nodded at him, pulled out a big knife from the counter, and the two of them went upstairs one after the other.

They first came to the room where the wine was being warmed, inserted the tip of the knife into it, and after some fiddling, the door of the room was opened. Two people sneaked in quietly and closed the door.

The waiter lit the oil lamp. There was quite a few people in the room, all lying quietly on the kang, not moving.

After all, the waiter is young and has long coveted the beauty of Wen Meijiu. He was afraid of ruining his boss's business, so he endured it until now.

He stepped forward and was about to untie Wen Meijiu's clothes, but the shopkeeper behind him shouted:

"Let's get down to business first and find some money."

The waiter reluctantly withdrew his salty hands, carried the oil lamp in his hand, and followed the shopkeeper, rummaging around for the bag of silver that Wen Meijiu had brought into the room.

"Shopkeeper, here."

After searching for a long time, the waiter finally found the heavy bag and lifted it from under the table to the top.

The shopkeeper was also very happy. He stepped forward impatiently, stretched out his hand to untie the bundle, and saw that there were white silver ingots inside. He was very happy and immediately closed the bundle and tied it up.

"It's worth the trip, next one."

Having tasted the sweetness of success here, the shopkeeper was very satisfied and waved goodbye as he left the room.

The waiter took a reluctant look at the warm wine lying on the kang, feeling very unwilling and helpless.

After leaving the room where the wine was served, the waiter was about to go to Prince Wang's room, but was stopped by the shopkeeper, who motioned him to go to the village chief's room in front.

The money for Prince Wang to buy water was paid by Wen Meijiu, and the shopkeeper felt that the village chief had more money.

"Those who curse are all poor bastards."

When the shopkeeper came out of the village chief's room, he only found a few taels of silver. He was a little disappointed and couldn't help but turn back and curse.

Then he clapped his hands three times towards the downstairs, and soon, several men in black clothes wearing the same attire came upstairs.

After these people came up, they had clear division of labor and went to each room to carry people.

"Leave that Miss Wen to me."

Seeing that the warm wine was about to be carried away, the waiter panicked and followed the man inside.

The shopkeeper stepped forward to stop him:

"This is for my sister-in-law to handle. If you really want, you can discuss it with her. Don't make the decision on your own."

"If it were in her hands, I would have to sell it to a brothel for silver. She wouldn't care about me at all."

The waiter tried to shake off the shopkeeper's hand, but was held even tighter.

"You can go and redeem it, but you can't break the rules."

The shopkeeper used great force on his hands, and the clerk's hands were in so much pain that his face turned pale. He begged for mercy:

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

The shopkeeper then loosened his grip, waved his hand, and had the warm wine taken away.

It was as bright as day in the cave in the backyard. The boss and his woman sat on the throne at the top. The people below were all naked from the waist up, holding big swords, standing on both sides. There were many people lying in a mess on the ground in the middle.

"Report, all the goods outside have been controlled."

"Boss, thank you for your hard work!"

The boss was about to speak when the woman next to him spoke for him first, smiling at the shopkeeper.