Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

He was a shrewd man and saw at a glance that the man who was playing tricks was just an occasional visitor who did not have any special skills. He just had some spare money in his pocket. It would not be a big deal even if he really offended him, so he scolded him loudly.

The troublemaker's body trembled unconsciously when he heard Qi Zhonghu's resounding shout. He slowly turned his head, and when he saw Qi Zhonghu's tall and burly figure and his angry face, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he secretly said, "Oh no!" But in order to save face in front of everyone, he pretended to be calm, and still showed a look of disdain on his face.

"It's just a bowl of broken cheese, why are you making such a fuss?" The man said as he straightened his sleeves in a casual manner, but he didn't dare to look Qi Zhonghu in the eye.

Qi Zhonghu took a step forward, staring at the man with a sharp gaze, and said coldly, "If you know what's good for you, leave now and don't make trouble here."

"It's my bad luck. I will never come to this crappy place again." The man said as he backed away, then turned around and walked away quickly. As he left, he deliberately kicked a stone at his feet away, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

Looking at the man's receding back, Qi Zhonghu snorted coldly, turned around and walked in front of Cheng Yuntao, and his expression changed instantly.

He smiled widely, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Miss Cheng, please don't take it to heart. He's an ignorant fellow. If I hadn't been here today, who knows what outrageous things he would have done."

Qi Zhonghu's voice was deliberately soft, with a hint of flattery: "From now on, when you are in this area, don't worry. I, Qi Zhonghu, will protect you. I guarantee that no one will dare to cause you any trouble again."

Cheng Yuntao found his fawning expression a bit funny, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a little, but she still responded politely, "Thank you."

Qi Zhonghu nodded hurriedly, his smile growing even brighter. "Of course, of course. You're so polite. If you need anything, even if it's a trivial matter, just let me know. I, Qi Zhonghu, may not have any other skills, but I'm definitely an expert at running errands."

Cheng Yuntao had a sly smile on her lips and said half-jokingly, "Nothing else, except that I'll have to trouble you to go to Ji's house every day from now on. After all, you're delivering things to Boss Ji, and I don't trust other people."

When Qi Zhonghu heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back.

Seeing Cheng Yuntao was about to close her stall, he didn't want to continue pestering her, so he said, "Okay, Miss Cheng, then please slow down a bit. I'm leaving first."

Watching Qi Zhonghu's receding back, Cheng Yuntao sighed inwardly. In this mixed Nanfang Night Market, anyone who can gain a foothold and thrive is definitely not an ordinary person. Qi Zhonghu is a typical example, a tough character who can bend and stretch.

Taking advantage of the break, Cheng Yuntao quietly asked around about Qi Zhonghu's personality and learned that he was a man who would judge people by their abilities. Seeing that she had a backer, he was extremely attentive and attentive, with none of his initial arrogance and fierceness showing.

She might meet many people like this in the future, so she still has to know her limits. If she really makes someone angry, she won't get any benefits.

Cheng Yuntao was tidying up her stall in an orderly manner, her movements skillful and neat. She raised her eyes inadvertently and glanced at the corner not far away. At that moment, she saw a familiar figure.

It was the little beggar, Shaobing, whom they met when they first arrived in Junhua City a few days ago.

At this moment, Shaobing was hiding behind a pillar, half of his body in the shadows, staring intently at Cheng Yuntao's stall, his eyes filled with hesitation and longing. His small body twisted restlessly, one foot unconsciously taking a half step forward, but quickly retracting it, as if he were engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Cheng Yuntao looked at Shaobing's appearance and suddenly felt a surge of pity in her heart.

She stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at Jiang Yu beside her, and said softly, "Jiang Yu, you continue to clean up, I'll be back soon." Jiang Yu looked up in confusion, followed Cheng Yuntao's gaze to see the sesame cake in the corner, and nodded in understanding.

Cheng Yuntao picked up the bowl of the remaining cheese, walked around the bustling crowd, and headed towards the corner where Shaobing was. When Shaobing saw Cheng Yuntao coming towards him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously shrank back.

"Long time no see. I remember your name is Shaobing, right?" Cheng Yuntao's voice was gentle. "I saw you were looking across the street. Do you want to eat this?" As she spoke, she handed the cheese to Shaobing.

Shaobing stared at the bowl of yogurt, his throat couldn't help rolling up and down, his eyes full of desire, but his long experience of wandering on the streets made it difficult for him to let down his guard.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. After a long while, he stammered, "I... I don't have any money to give you." There was a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness in his tone, as if he was trying his best to maintain his fragile dignity and didn't want to appear humble because of this free food.

Cheng Yuntao leaned over slightly, handed over the cheese, and said with a smile: "This is a gift from my sister. It's free. Eat it quickly."

Shaobing's eyes lit up instantly, but were quickly replaced by suspicion. During his wandering days, he had been teased by many people. He stared at Cheng Yuntao warily, leaning back slightly, his eyes full of scrutiny: "Really? You're not kidding me?"

Cheng Yuntao gently reached out her hand and touched Shaobing's head, her eyes full of sincerity: "Eat it with confidence, I will never lie to you."

After confirming the sincerity in Cheng Yuntao's eyes again, Shaobing carefully stretched out his dirty little hands, picked up the bowl of yogurt, scooped a big mouthful and put it into his mouth.

The delicate and silky taste spread on the tip of his tongue, and the rich aroma of milk and the fragrance of roses intertwined, impacting his taste buds. Shaobing's eyes widened, his face full of surprise, his head couldn't help but shake slightly, and a satisfied hum came from his throat.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Cheng Yuntao asked.

Shaobing nodded vigorously and mumbled incoherently, "It's delicious, so delicious." After a while, the bowl of cheesy food was eaten up, and even the bottom of the bowl was licked clean by him.

After finishing the cheesy meal, Shaobing licked his lips with satisfaction, pretended to be indifferent and put the bowl back into Cheng Yuntao's hand, but with obvious satisfaction on his face.