My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

They were originally two unfamiliar middle-aged men, both about 34 years old, and there was nothing special about them.

As usual, the little sister smiled and called him "Uncle" all the time. She collected money and sold porridge. She also exchanged a few warm greetings. There was nothing unusual.

She had just finished a round of business, and there were six people sitting at two small tables nearby. The young girl wiped her hands, counted the copper coins on her waist, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Big sister, our business is better when the weather is good. Look at this hour, half of the porridge has been sold. It's really good."

Si Muyan opened the iron bucket and saw that it was still half full of water. She didn't need to go get more water. She saw that some of the guests were almost finished eating, so she prepared to clear the dishes.

At this moment, one of the two middle-aged men suddenly cursed: "What kind of shitty porridge is this? It must be unclean. Ouch, my stomach hurts, it hurts so much..."

The man next to him was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

"My stomach aches, there's poison in the porridge!"

The man next to him was horrified. He stood up and threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, shouting: "The porridge is poisonous! These little bitches want to kill us brothers!"

After this commotion, the other people who were eating porridge became frightened and did not dare to continue eating.

The younger sister was stunned for a moment, and her first reaction was that it was a good thing that she was afraid of making a mistake, so she always collected the money first and then served the porridge, otherwise, wouldn’t she be unable to recover the dozens of coins on the table?

The second reaction was, oh, her bowl was broken, one, two... oh, two bowls cost forty cents.

Si Muyan frowned and went up to him and said, "Is this uncle unwell? Our porridge is clean and hygienic, and we don't cheat anyone. We've already sold half of it this morning, so there won't be any problems."

Her voice was clear and steady. Although she still looked childish, she looked very experienced, which made the other diners feel a little relieved.

Someone else whispered, "I'm a regular customer. I haven't had any problems with the food, so I'll be fine."

The two men exchanged glances, and the one standing said fiercely, "There must be something wrong with your porridge, otherwise why would my friend feel uncomfortable after eating it?"

Si Muyan was originally just guessing, thinking that the two people might have done it on purpose, but she was also worried that it was really a coincidence, so she kept observing.

It wasn't until he saw the glances exchanged between the two that Si Muyan caught it, even though it was very quick.

Come on, he's just looking for trouble.

Si Muyan didn't show it on her face, but continued sternly, "Uncle, what you said isn't quite right. If there's something wrong with our porridge, how come all the other diners are fine? Besides, even if the food is unclean, it's impossible for you to get a stomachache right after eating it. Shouldn't you wait until you've finished eating, about half an hour later, for a reaction to occur?"

After she said this, the people around her suddenly understood and nodded.

"That's right. I had a stomach upset before. It took almost an hour after I ate before I had vomiting and diarrhea."

"I just finished drinking it, and the porridge hasn't even reached my stomach yet. It's still uncomfortable in my throat. Is this guy trying to extort money?"

The younger sister was smarter than the younger brother. She was a little dazed at first, but when she saw her elder sister going over to deal with it, she immediately pushed the younger brother who was still scooping water and said, "Go and ask the market supervisor to come over."

The younger brother did not dare to take it lightly and ran away.

The few market inspectors didn't have much work to do. They would occasionally patrol the market, but most of the time they sat and chatted. When they heard the younger brother coming to ask for help, they immediately came over. After all, they still had work to do.

The two men were so angry that they shouted, "There's something wrong with this porridge. It's so expensive and not clean. My brother got a stomachache after eating it. Don't buy porridge from him anymore."

But such shouting did not work, and few people believed it at all.

The diners were just talking about it, but the vendors nearby were a little dissatisfied.

After all, they are all here to set up stalls. If these two people really come here to extort money, and they extort three siblings today, they might extort them tomorrow, so they will come over to join in.

"Their porridge is really good. They've been selling it for more than half a month. It's delicious and there are many varieties. We even buy it occasionally."

"Are you two here to blackmail someone? You're so bold to do this in broad daylight."

Si Muyan looked at the two men coldly, her brows furrowed slightly. If they were professional extortionists, how could they be so unfamiliar? Unless they were specifically looking for trouble.

If you come looking for trouble, you may be driven away today, but you may come again tomorrow.

Not knowing the crux of the matter and passively accepting their disturbance is not good for business.

Even if everyone around you is on your side, if someone says every day that there is something wrong with their porridge, over time, the lie will become true.

We still have to hit the target with one strike to eliminate future troubles.

In a moment, Si Muyan had figured it out. She strode forward and sneered at the man who had spoken. "So you're here to extort money? Do you really think you're that capable? Just because you smashed a couple of bowls, you think we're scared of you?"

The man who was speaking looked to have a bad temper. He was squeezed by the people around him and couldn't say a word. He was still hesitating and wondering whether to leave quickly. When he heard Si Muyan's words, he immediately became angry.

"What did you say?"

Si Muyan's face was full of sarcasm: "I say you grown men are shameless, I look down on you."

"Who do you think you are, looking down on me?"

Si Muyan pointed at his porridge cart and said, "Of course I look down on you. Did you see that? We run our own porridge business and even own a porridge cart. That's our ability. What about you? You're such a useless man, you actually come here and smash two bowls, thinking you can blackmail us?"

Saying we are useless?

The man's eyes suddenly widened. He was actually being pointed at by a little girl and told that he was useless?

It's such a shame!

Especially now, seeing that little girl pointing at the porridge cart with a smug look on her face, he was so angry that his eyes turned red.

It was as if the girl was saying, you are so brave that you only dare to smash two bowls?

The man strode forward and overturned the porridge cart. "How dare you say I'm incompetent? How dare you look down on me? You're quite courageous!"

The porridge cart fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the warm water in the iron bucket spilled all over the floor. The four earthenware pots broke into pieces, and the unsold porridge inside was also spilled out. The freshly washed bowls were also thrown out and shattered all over the floor.

The ground was in mess.

The younger sister screamed, "Oh my porridge, how could you be like this!"

Si Muyan saw her younger brother running towards her out of the corner of her eye, and several supervisors also rushed over. She immediately pretended to be frightened and threw herself on her younger sister, and the two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"Our porridge cart... wuwuwu, how could you destroy our porridge cart? The porridge business doesn't make much money, and we're just trying to support our family. You... you..."