Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

"Aren't you confused about why everyone attacked you after they saw the dead rat in your hand?"

Seeing the three tigers' bewildered expressions, Liang Ming sneered.

"Was it you who did this?"

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Sanhu said with a face full of resentment.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the diners around him slapped him across the face again.

"Even at this point, you still show no remorse!"

"If you want to smear Xiangmanlou Restaurant for being unhygienic and having dead rats in the food, at least find a real rat."

"You brought us a dead little field mouse? Do you think we're all idiots?"

Hearing the words of the diners around him, Sanhu was stunned.

"Dead, dead field mouse?"

Seeing Sanhu's stunned expression, everyone looked at him with disdain.

"A liberal illiterate is a liberal illiterate. He is missing limbs, cannot distinguish between the five grains, and cannot even tell the difference between a mouse and a field mouse."

"With this, they still want to extort money from Boss Liang?"

Seeing this, Liang Ming also exposed Sanhu, saying, "Rat has strong limbs, a long tail, and thick skin and stiff fur."

"Field mice, on the other hand, most importantly, live in fields and eat plants, so they would never appear in the kitchen."

“The mouse in your hand is small, with short limbs and a short tail; it’s clearly a small field mouse.”

At this point, Liang Ming paused, then shook his head at the three tigers and said:

"You're trying to slander our Xiangmanlou Restaurant's kitchen hygiene by holding a dead field mouse, and saying you're as stupid as a pig? That's an insult to pigs."

As soon as Liang Ming said this, the diners around him burst into laughter.

They weren't fools; seeing this, they guessed that it was Sanhu and his gang of thugs causing trouble at the restaurant.

"You!" Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Sanhu's face turned red with embarrassment.

He turned his head, slapped one of the smaller, thinner henchmen, and cursed:

"I told you to bring a dead rat, why did you bring a field mouse?"

"Brother Tiger, I don't know anything about rats or field mice. You asked me to catch one, so I just grabbed one from the vegetable garden next to my house."

The underling, feeling somewhat aggrieved after being slapped, said...

"Shut up, you're still trying to argue?" Sanhu glared at him angrily.

When the underling saw his boss getting angry, he didn't dare say anything more.

"Now that things are clear, what else do you have to say?"

Liang Ming looked at the three tigers and said calmly.

"Since you've seen right through me, what else can I say?"

Sanhu's face turned somewhat cold, and he cackled:

"If we can't ruin your restaurant's reputation, then we'll smash it!"

"Although the methods are different, they can both make your restaurant go out of business!!"

After he finished speaking, several of Sanhu's henchmen pulled out watermelon knives and overturned the table in front of them.

In those days, the common weapons used by these thugs were watermelon knives, brass knuckles, and bicycle chains.

These three things are most likely to cause bloodshed when they fight.

The surrounding diners, witnessing this scene, realized that the group in front of them were not some kind-hearted people.

"Damn it, who just slapped me? Get over here and let me hit them back."

Sanhu, holding a watermelon knife in one hand and touching his face with the other, cursed:

"If I catch him later, it won't be as simple as just slapping him back."

Upon hearing Sanhu's words, several diners turned pale.

"You tried to extort money from us, and now you want to vandalize our restaurant? That's going too far."

Jiang Meizhuang was furious when she saw this.

"Excessive? There are even more excessive things I haven't done yet!"

Seeing Jiang Meizhuang's somewhat angry face, Sanhu chuckled mischievously.

At this point, Sanhu's eyes greedily scanned Jiang Meizhuang's body, and he licked his lips, saying:

"Boss lady, I'll let you keep your restaurant from smashing up!"

"You'll drink with us tonight. If you make us happy, we won't smash up your restaurant."

As soon as Sanhu said this, his underlings all chimed in.

The diners around them were all furious when they heard Sanhu's words.

But upon seeing the watermelon knives in the hands of the three tigers, they dared not utter a word of anger.

"Shameless!" Jiang Meizhuang exclaimed angrily upon hearing this.

"Yes, yes, yes, we are just that shameless."

"Come here, let your brother touch your hand."

With a wicked grin, Sanhu reached out to touch Jiang Meizhuang's snow-white hand.

He was holding a watermelon knife; at this point, no one would dare to come up and stop him.

boom!

Just then, a yellow shadow swept over and slammed into Sanhu's head.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a yellow enamel bowl.

Sanhu winced in pain, clutching his head and taking a step back, grimacing.

"Who the hell threw a bowl at me?"

Upon seeing that what had hit his head was a yellow enamel bowl, Sanhu cursed angrily.

"I smashed it!"

Liang Ming looked coldly at the three tigers and said in an icy tone.

This thug dared to harass his future wife.

If I let these people walk out upright today, I'm not a man!

"Damn it, you're asking for it!" Sanhu roared, "Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his henchmen, holding watermelon knives, slashed at Liang Ming.

These thugs and bullies have no sense of the law.

They're used to being aggressive and confrontational; if anyone disagrees with them, they'll fight them.

The diners around who witnessed this scene turned away in disgust, fearing that the sight of blood splattering would leave them with psychological trauma.

"Brother Liang Ming, be careful!"

Jiang Meizhuang, somewhat worried, called out to Liang Ming.

Liang Ming had anticipated this situation. As soon as Sanhu's henchmen rushed over with watermelon knives, he grabbed an enamel bowl from the nearby table and smashed it at them.

Seeing this, the henchmen quickly used their watermelon knives to defend themselves.

"Boss Liang, your equipment!"

A young man dressed as a restaurant waiter quickly handed Liang Ming a broom.

Liang Ming glanced at the young man; the broom had been handed over at just the right time.

He took the broom and swung it at the heads of his henchmen.

Back in Liangjia Village, Liang Ming was the best fighter. Now that he has a weapon, he attacks with every move aimed at vital points.

With just a stick, he managed to overpower the few thugs wielding watermelon knives.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash! You can't even beat someone with a broom!"

Seeing this, Sanhu cursed and, gripping his watermelon knife, prepared to charge forward.

Unexpectedly, the chefs from Xiangmanlou's kitchen also rushed out with boning knives, rolling pins, large spatulas, and other tools.

"Who the hell dares to cause trouble at our Xiangmanlou Restaurant? Do they think I'm a pushover?"

"Back in the day, when I was eating late-night porridge at the provincial capital's docks, you little brats hadn't even grown any hairs yet."

"Boss Liang, we'll take care of him for you!"

As they were talking, these burly cooks grabbed their utensils and rushed into the crowd, quickly subduing the three tigers and their companions.

Liang Ming was also stunned when he saw this scene.

He hadn't expected the chefs in the kitchen to be so formidable.

But after thinking about it, Liang Ming felt relieved.

In this era, ordinary people at the bottom of society need to be strong to make a living.

Especially for dockworkers, cooks, and dancers, they have to deal with all sorts of strange and unpredictable people every day. If they don't have strong fists, they won't even know how they died.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

"Boss Liang, I was wrong. We shouldn't have come to Xiangmanlou Restaurant to cause trouble!"

"Make them stop! Ouch...it hurts!"

Seeing that the restaurant chefs were all using their full strength, the three tigers and their gang, who were beaten black and blue, quickly begged for mercy.

Liang Ming walked up to the three tigers and said coldly:

"We can make them stop, but you have to tell me, who sent you to cause trouble at our Xiangmanlou Restaurant?"