Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

As Zhang Qiang stepped down from the carriage, several of his waiters were waiting at the courtyard gate, holding umbrellas in their hands.

Upon seeing the woman come down, he quickly ran over with sharp eyes.

"Slow down, young lady. The ground is slippery this month."

"Well, thank you."

Meng Tong helped a woman in her early thirties off the carriage and took the umbrella from her hand.

The snow that falls now melts in no time, and if too much of it gets on you, it will easily wet your clothes.

Holding an umbrella, he followed behind Zhang Qiang, talking as they walked. He practically told Meng Tong everything about the situation in the village.

The estate was quite large. Upon entering, there was a small house. Walking along the backyard of the house and past a few vegetable gardens, Meng Tong saw rows of small houses.

Upon closer inspection, this is a place specifically for raising pigs.

Adult domestic pigs, piglets, and sows are kept in separate enclosures, which are kept very clean, and dry hay is provided because of the weather.

"How about it, girl? No one dares to say anything bad about the pigs I, Zhang Qiang, raise. Look at how plump and healthy they are. You can even render oil from them after you buy them."

"Yes, they are quite good." Meng Tong nodded in agreement after looking around. She had just tested them with her supernatural abilities, and the pigs were all healthy.

"Can I go take a look at the chickens, ducks, and geese? I've ordered these pigs, but I'll have to trouble Manager Zhang to deliver them for me later."

With his eyes sparkling, Zhang Qiang said without hesitation, "No problem, it's nothing, I'll definitely have someone deliver it to your destination."

He led the woman to the sheds for chickens, ducks, and geese in the back; there were indeed many of them, and they were well-raised.

According to him, these chickens lay thousands of eggs every day, and in addition to supplying them to major restaurants in the city, they also supply some wealthy families in the city.

"If I buy them all, your business will be ruined."

"No, no, those businesses have long since ended."

Zhang Qiang waved his hand, half-jokingly and half-explaining.

It turns out that the development of the northern border was not only impacting the capital's market, but also intended to occupy it.

Seeing that there were no quality issues, Meng Tong didn't ask any further questions.

Following Zhang Qiang to a courtyard, they found a warm room and began to formally discuss the price.

The prices of pork, chicken, duck and goose have all dropped. A pound of pork is now only worth ten coins, which is half of what it used to be.

Meng Tong was very satisfied with the price and told Zhang Qiang to just calculate it and tell her directly.

Next are chickens, ducks, and geese. Chickens are slightly more expensive, costing 15 coins per pound, while ducks and geese are cheaper than pork, costing 8 coins per pound.

Meng Tong chose a remote mountain forest outside the city as the delivery address, a place with few people, which would make things easier for him.

Not daring to ask any more questions, Zhang Qiang repeatedly told Meng Tong that he would definitely send everything over.

They agreed to meet at the location three days later to exchange money for goods.

Meng Tong then took a carriage back to the city. She wanted to ask the owner of the mutton noodle shop who had told her about the sheep seller yesterday.

Since they were also in the western part of the city, Meng Tong rode in Zhang Qiang's carriage into the city. When they arrived at the entrance of a mutton shop, Zhang Qiang dropped him off.

"Miss, I'll be going now. Please be careful and get home early in this freezing weather."

"Okay, thank you, Manager Zhang."

After getting off the carriage, Zhang Qiang drove it directly to his shop, glancing casually at the mutton restaurant as he left.

He was amazed at how rich Meng Tong was, and at the same time, he was a little curious about why she bought so many things.

However, Zhang Qiang only thought about it in his mind and wouldn't ask it out loud.

Anyway, once he secures this deal, he won't do it anymore.

……

Meng Tong stepped into the mutton restaurant, which was quite crowded with people selling mutton.

"I want five pounds."

"I want……"

The sweltering room was filled with the sounds of people buying mutton. Meng Tong weaved through the crowd and went straight to the counter, asking, "Hello! May I buy a live sheep?"

The shopkeeper, who was engrossed in using an abacus, glanced up at Meng Tong, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Then he grinned and said, "Yes, we have them! How many do you want, miss? Our sheep are all transported from the Northern Border. They're not only delicious and not gamey, but it's winter now, so eating mutton will keep you warm."

"These sheep were brought from the North."

"That's right! The lamb from the North is delicious. If it weren't for our boss having connections, we wouldn't be able to get these lambs!"

The shopkeeper looked at Meng Tong with his squinty eyes and said.

It's as if they're very proud of this sheep because it's from the North?

Looking at the things that are popular in the capital now, it seems that they all come from the northern border.

Meng Tong glanced at the shopkeeper discreetly and said with a smile, "I want both. My relatives are coming to visit and I want to buy more to take home. Your shop is so busy right now, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy anything by the New Year."

"Oh my! You clearly know your stuff, young lady. Come pick up the rice first thing tomorrow morning, and I'll have someone deliver it to you. Our live sheep are all raised on the farm."

With a smile, the shopkeeper frantically fiddled with the abacus, and the two sheep cost her forty taels of silver.

It turns out that if you buy the sheep by the head, it costs twenty taels each.

It was indeed expensive, but Meng Tong didn't care and readily paid half the price. He then bought two more catties of cooked mutton and returned to the inn.

As soon as Meng Tong entered the inn and handed the mutton in her hand to the waiter, she saw a man coming down the stairs.

Behind him followed a man in official robes carrying a box.

Looking at him as if he were a royal physician, Meng Tong glanced at him and then found an empty table to sit down.

Marta noticed when Meng Tong looked over that the man glanced at her sideways as he passed by.

Even the royal physicians in the palace were helpless in dealing with Marya's condition. Marta had also tried to use witchcraft to break the curse, but unfortunately, it wasn't a case of being under a curse.

Remembering Meng Tong's ruthlessness last night, Marta felt that she was the most suspicious.

However, without solid evidence and after careful consideration, Marta did not dare to act rashly.

After personally seeing the royal physician off, Marta stood at the entrance of the inn, watching the people coming and going.

His dark, deep eyes radiated coldness before he turned and went inside.

It wasn't noon yet, and there weren't many people on the first floor of the inn. Only a few men were sitting in twos and threes, drinking and talking, their eyes occasionally glancing at Meng Tong.

Marta walked straight toward Meng Tong as she entered from outside.

The chilling atmosphere made everyone around stop talking and look over, while Meng Tong used chopsticks to pick up the mutton that the waiter had brought over.

A pot of wine sat on the table. The woman tilted her head back and drank a cup, then picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into her mouth.

It's piping hot, not fishy or gamey at all. Dip it in the sauce that the waiter brought along, and the taste is truly exceptional.

With a bite of mutton and a sip of wine, Meng Tong hadn't felt this carefree in a long time.

However, there are always rats that come and cause trouble.

The bench opposite was kicked away, and a tall figure sat down on it.

"It's you."