I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

As soon as she entered the door, Song An Ning heard a commotion coming from the inner room of the lobby. The man's voice was filled with anger, and the table was banged loudly.

"What's going on with you Zuixianju?

The new dishes have only been served for more than three months, but the taste has changed.

This preserved egg is moldy and smells terrible. The previous preserved eggs did smell a bit pungent, but they tasted delicious. Look at what's on the plate, is it for human consumption?

There are also peppers, the surface of which is bumpy and looks like it has been gnawed by insects. It is very dirty.

Give me my money back and eat somewhere else!"

The man spoke so loudly that everyone in the hall put down their chopsticks and stood by to watch and some even agreed with him.

"I have to say something unpleasant, but since the flood, Zuixianju seems to have gone downhill. Not only the new dishes, but even the other food has deteriorated a lot.

They sell it at such a high price and give us pig food? Who are you trying to fool?

Let’s go! Give me your money back, I’m not eating here anymore!”

The weather has been scorching in recent days, and the high temperatures can easily make people anxious and irritable. Guests braved the scorching sun to dine at Zuixianju, only to spend money only to find that the ingredients were either stale or tasted off, leaving them feeling irritated. Who could tolerate this?

"Hehehe, you deserve it...

"Dong threatened the master back then, and his face was really disgusting. Now he's getting his comeuppance, and Xiangxiang is so happy."

"If you do too much evil, you will eventually perish. If you steal someone else's things but fail to get the essence, that's the way it is."

Song An Ning replied to Xiangxiang with her mind, and the lobby was already in chaos.

I don’t know what Manager Dong said, but the man who spoke just now picked up a big bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge and poured the porridge on his head while cursing.

Just as a fight was about to break out, Shopkeeper Zhao ran in from the backyard, pulled the two groups apart, and said a lot of nice things before they stopped.

Shopkeeper Zhao has become thinner and looks much older, and so has Shopkeeper Dong.

Although Song An Ning didn't know what had happened, she felt it was inappropriate to ask for an explanation at this time, so she walked out of the door and leaned against the pillar with her arms folded.

Guests kept coming out of the hall, holding silver and money in their hands, still cursing.

“If you don’t allow people to say that the food tastes bad, you’re no different from a bully.

Zuixianju has been operating for so many years, who would have thought it would become like this? Forget it, I won’t be coming again.”

Their eyes were filled with disappointment. After Ali's Qianweilou and Zhu Yuan's restaurant closed, Zuixianju became the only decent restaurant in town, but now...

The building is about to collapse, and no one knows what will happen to the seventy-eight Zuixianju.

At this time, Shopkeeper Zhao nodded and bowed, with an awkward smile on his face, and sent the customer who broke the bowl out. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Song An Ning leaning against the door, with no emotion on her face.

Shopkeeper Zhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of guilt, and he called out cautiously:

"Ning girl, you're here..."

His eyes were red and his voice was choked.

Song Anning just nodded and called out politely, "Uncle Zhao..."

"Hey, come in and sit down..."

He made a gesture of invitation, and the moment he entered the door, Shopkeeper Zhao staggered and almost fell.

Song Anning was quick to grab his arm and support him, and he was fine.

"Thank you, little girl Ning... I..."

He smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything else in the end.

But Xiangxiang opened her mouth:

"Master, everyone in Zuixianju has been infected by Ali's poisonous insect, just like those people in Wanhetang before."

"..."

Song An Ning sighed and walked into the lobby. Shopkeeper Dong had just returned from the backyard. His hair was wet and he looked a little disheveled.

When he saw Song An Ning come in, his old face turned red, he lowered his head and looked embarrassed, not daring to look at her.

Out of politeness, Song An Ning nodded at him and called him "Manager Dong" as a greeting.

Seeing that Song An Ning was so sensible, Manager Dong lowered his head even lower, his hands shaking.

"Aning, I know why you came here today.

Let’s go upstairs and talk. We’ll tell you everything you want to know.”

"it is good."

Song An Ning turned on her mind-reading skills as soon as she entered the room. She knew exactly what the two of them were thinking at the moment, but it was still different when she heard them say it in person.

When they arrived at the conference room on the second floor, the two asked Song An Ning to take the main seat, but she refused and just sat down in a random place without saying a word.

Shopkeeper Zhao walked up and poured her tea personally.

"Master, the tea is not poisonous, drink it with confidence."

After letting Xiangxiang scan it, Song Anning picked up the teacup and took a sip.

For a moment, the sound of a pin drop was audible in the hall. Shopkeepers Zhao and Dong wanted to tell her what had happened in the past few days, but after thinking about it, they didn't know where to start.

“Ten days ago, your people came to Half Moon Village.

After a few days, our peppers were infested with bugs.

We've been dealing with each other for quite some time, so let's just say what's on our mind now. I don't want to beat around the bush."

"Hey, Aning, don't worry.

We all said that we won’t live long anyway, haha…”

Shopkeeper Zhao smiled bitterly, and Shopkeeper Dong nodded. The two looked at each other, and Shopkeeper Dong spoke first.

"Aning, I'm not trying to shirk responsibility, but what happened recently really has nothing to do with the two of us.

Others call us shopkeepers, but to put it bluntly, we are the master's servants.

We do whatever the master says.

But recently, he has been doing things that I really don't understand.

Take the matter of chili peppers for example. We were told to do business properly with Banyue Village and not to have any bad intentions.

But after a few days, he asked his subordinates to buy land to grow peppers. Lao Zhao asked him about it, and I asked him too, but the master seemed like a different person, with more murderous intent in his eyes.

Until he dealt with a shopkeeper in Linchuan Prefecture, we didn’t dare ask any more questions.”

Shopkeeper Zhao coughed twice, covered his chest, and continued with Shopkeeper Dong's words:

"Old Dong is right. A month ago, I was taken to the capital and actually met the master.

But he seemed to be possessed by someone, and he actually became involved with the villain Ali. He even gave up Zuixianju and said with a smile that he would give it to Ali as a gift.

I tried my best to persuade him, but what did I get?

Shopkeeper Zhao stretched out his hand, and found that the ring finger and little finger of his left hand were gone.

“But we don’t care anymore.

That guy Ali put a poisonous insect in us, and every few days we would feel so much pain that we would rather die than be alive.

At this point, we have nothing to say and can only leave it to fate.

Aning, listen to my advice. Don’t grow peppers anymore. You can’t beat the master and Ali.

I have old people above me and young children below me, I can’t afford to make such a fuss…”

Listening to the two people's earnest advice, Song An Ning closed his eyes and used mind reading to listen to their inner thoughts.

At this time, both of them hoped that Song An Ning could get out of this matter. An Ning was a good child, and the people of Banyue Village were also good people, and they should not be harmed.

They talked a lot, and Song Anning raised his hand, signaling them to stop for a moment, his brain was working fast.

No, Su Chen has multiple personalities. She needs to sort out whether these people are good or bad...