Quick Transmigration: Leisure

The matter remains completely unclear.

They knew Yang Ergou did favors for others, but it was difficult to prove that the trouble he caused was related to this family.

Furthermore, knowing that Lady Qi was the wife of the Right Chancellor, it was even more difficult to believe that such a behemoth would reach out and overturn the ants' stall.

It was getting late, and after asking several questions...

Seeing that he couldn't glean anything more important, Xia Youmi handed over the bundle and instructed:

"If you have any news about Yang Ergou in the future, you can come to Zhaoguofang Market to find me. I will pay you with steamed buns. If you can catch anyone else and call me over, there will be additional benefits. The premise is that you don't alert him. Only your group should know about it."

After confirming that they had all understood, he left the shop's location and hurried back.

There was a curfew in Chang'an, and that was no joke.

The days passed by at a leisurely pace.

With a general direction in mind, Xia Youmi stopped focusing on catching Yang Ergou and instead left Dahuang to guard the house.

She herself expanded her shopping area, occasionally strolling through the East and West markets, chatting with all sorts of people.

After two months, the system had been fully utilized by the data.

The Zhu brothers would send over messages from time to time.

Now, the Wang family recognizes them all and will give them the agreed-upon compensation.

What's interesting is that they seem to love their begging business, and they don't ask for money, they just want the bread.

Three days before the winter solstice.

From this day forward, officials will begin their holidays.

The three days before and four days after the Winter Solstice form a seven-day holiday. Sages would offer sacrifices to Heaven in the southern suburbs, which was the most important sacrificial activity of the year and was called the "Grand Ceremony of the State".

Ordinary people also enjoy family reunions and visit relatives and friends.

Wang Shaoyan also came to Chang'an to join the gathering on the winter solstice, and the house was filled with liveliness and joy.

Wang Xiu and the others were preparing festival gifts for the esteemed guest. Even if they couldn't be delivered to the guest's table, handing them over to the stewards would still convey their sentiments.

Business was rather slow at breakfast stalls, and Xia Youmi leisurely watched over them.

During this time, the steamed bun stall across the street kept making small moves, as if unaware of what Xia Youmi was investigating.

One minute they'd spread rumors that Wang's steamed buns contained something they shouldn't have. The next minute they'd pretend to befriend them and ask for their recipes.

After discussing it with my elder brother, we decided to leave these low-level methods to our two elders.

Those in business need to learn how to deal with shameless people.

"Jincheng Hubing" hasn't made any moves.

Only his son, Wu Zi, who had recovered from his injuries, quietly came to thank him. Only then did he realize that it was actually his own family member who had injured him.

Wu Zi entered the Shi family with his mother.

Mr. Shi inherited the skills and shop from his father-in-law, Hu Ren's first wife, but he only had one daughter.

After his first wife passed away, he took a concubine, but still could not have a son.

Desperate for a son, Mr. Shi married the mother of Wu Zi, hoping she could give him a child since she had given birth before. However, she died in childbirth, leaving behind a stillborn girl.

Now, Wu Zi's position is extremely awkward; he's become someone who just freeloads.

Mr. Shi's nephew from his hometown often came over, partly because he wanted to inherit the family business, and partly because he was scolding and beating Wu Zi, fearing that this outsider would win over his property.

He was still young, and without this flatbread stall, even getting enough to eat would be a problem, so he had no other choice.

"Young man, give me two sweet ones."

Upon seeing an old acquaintance, still dressed in his official robes, Xia Youmi greeted him swiftly.

"Supervisor Zhou, aren't you off today?"

This was the middle-aged man who had rescued Wu Zi that day. Later, he learned that they ran a breakfast stall. After visiting a few times, he became a regular customer.

"I'm on duty at the office today."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Xia Youmi said simply and politely.

"We're all just trying to make a living," Supervisor Zhou said quite frankly.

He was indeed hardworking. Although he was a low-ranking official of the ninth grade, he never slacked off and often acted bravely for the greater good.

The last time the shop was vandalized, it was partly because the perpetrators deliberately chose to avoid the time when officials were on duty.

They may have bribed some of the people in charge of the neighborhood, and only fled when the Imperial Guards patrolled to this area.

Xia Youmi knew all too well that the more powerful and influential someone was, the more trouble they would cause.

Therefore, she was not worried about petty squabbles among her peers, but only about the fact that the infighting among the elites had affected them.

Without status and special abilities, it would be difficult to cope with the onslaught of giant waves.

Just as I was thinking this, another acquaintance rushed over.

"Second, Yang Ergou has been caught by my fifth brother!"

Zhu Liu was panting heavily, but Xia Youmi didn't underestimate him and quickly pulled him into the house.

At the same time, he instructed Wang Xiu and the others to tidy up the pancake stall and prepare to close early.

"Tell me in detail, what is Yang Ergou's current state?"

“He was beaten up and is currently being held captive by my brothers, unable to move.”

Do you know who did it?

"I don't know. However, the location is not far from the mansion I visited last time."

Xia Youmi's heart sank. Why did she still have to get involved? Without much hesitation, she called her elder brother Wang Shaoyi and Da Huang, prepared some things, helped pack up the stall, closed the door, and hurriedly headed to Changxingfang.

It took about 15 minutes to walk briskly.

They stopped deep in an alley opposite the residence of Lady Qi. Wang Shaoyi seemed quite familiar with the place, which made Xia Youmi begin to worry. If it wasn't a coincidence, could it be that the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple?

Before I could ask any questions, someone rushed out.

"You've finally arrived!" This was Zhu Wu, who looked both impatient and excited.

Looking inside, three or four people were surrounding a person on the ground. Apart from Zhu San, whom I had seen before, the rest were all unfamiliar faces.

Yang Ergou, whose hands were bound by a tattered strip of cloth, was panting slightly on the ground. He was covered in injuries and looked like he had been severely punished.

Xia Youmi and her group squatted down and began to communicate in a rather unfriendly manner.

Do you still recognize us?

Yang Ergou raised his eyes, but didn't speak. He just turned his gaze to Dahuang and hummed.

Big Yellow wasn't going to tolerate him either. He bared his teeth and gave a threatening look at the all-too-familiar smell.

Xia Youmi didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"Who sent you to cause trouble?"

"I'm only asking this one question. If you don't answer, don't blame me for being rude. Also, I'll have you escorted to the county government office. I suppose you've committed quite a few offenses."

Yang Ergou wasn't afraid of being sent to jail; he was fearless. But the sight of Da Huang's drool dripping on his face still haunted him. He could only plead:

"Okay, you... tell these people to step back. I'm only talking to you."

Seeing that he was putting on an act, Xia Youmi still asked the Zhu brothers to wait at the alley entrance and let them discuss what kind of thank-you gift they needed.

Once only Wang Shaoyi and Da Huang remained by his side, he cautiously said:

"Now you can tell me."

Yang Ergou moved his neck, his voice light and airy.

"It was the Song family who instructed me to do it."

"Bullshit!"