Before Shen Zhiyun could speak, she began to tell her story: “Once upon a time, there was a man who was very straightforward. He often ate and defecated in his mouth, so wherever he went, people called him a mobile outhouse because he stank wherever he went.”

"Pfft," Shen Zhiyun laughed unexpectedly. Ah Yue is really good at cursing.

The gossips nearby immediately recognized that he was being talked about. He slammed down his chopsticks and started yelling at Tang Yue, "Who the hell are you cursing? Do you even know who my father is?"

Tang Yue replied nonchalantly, "I don't know, didn't your mom tell you?"

“You, let me tell you, my dad is the boss of this whole street.”

"Oh, didn't your mom already tell you? Why are you still asking me? Looks like you're not only mentally challenged, but also physically challenged."

"You, you're fucking asking for it!" The man angrily picked up a stool and prepared to smash it.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, the hot pot restaurant owner quickly came over and calmly said, "Sir, wait a minute. It's fine if you smash things, but we offer a 100-fold compensation for every item you smash. Those stools you're holding cost ten coins each, and we'll pay you one tael for each one you smash. How about you calculate how many you want to smash and pay me first, then I'll let you pass?"

The man's companion: ...I've never seen a manager who would advise fighting but not reconciliation.

"Cabinet, forget it, let's go, it's not worth it," the other two greyhounds said, pulling on the one called Cabinet, afraid he would act impulsively.

"Forget it, how can we forget it? Do you have the guts to fight outside one-on-one?" Gui Zi obviously realized that fighting in the store would be too costly, and he was afraid he would lose everything.

Tang Yue glanced at the cabinet with disdain. "Calling you brain-dead is no exaggeration. I'm here to eat, not to fight. You're a lunatic."

"You fucking say one more,"

"I've never seen anyone who's asking for a beating. I'm telling you, you're crazy. Are you satisfied now?"

"Fools may have good fortune, but idiots don't. Go back and look in the mirror more often, so you don't embarrass yourself."

Greyhounds: ...This girl's mouth is really sharp.

"You, I'll kill you!" The man in the cabinet angrily hurled a stool at Tang Yue, who caught it steadily.

"Shopkeeper, please write down one tael of silver," Tang Yue said to the shopkeeper beside her, raising her eyebrows.

"Okay, sir."

After the shopkeeper finished writing down the bill for the three men, he said, "How about this, I see you're all quite angry. How about I give you twenty chairs on credit, Brother Shopkeeper?"

"Give me fifty," the man in the cabinet said angrily, demanding fifty sheets.

"Hey, sir, please wait a moment," the shopkeeper wrote a fifty-tael IOU, had the clerk sign it, and then had the waiter move fifty stools outside.

"Move slowly, so as not to disturb the other guests," the shopkeeper carefully instructed the waiter.

"Understood, shopkeeper."

Seeing that everything had been moved outside, the shopkeeper pulled the counter over, saying, "If you put all the stools outside, how am I supposed to fight?"

"Brother Cabinet, if you want to get it done in the store, that's a different price."

"Tell me how much it costs, I can afford it."

"Two thousand taels of silver, cash only, do you have it?" The shopkeeper wasn't going to put up with him. It would be foolish not to make money when there was an opportunity. His hotpot meal would only cost him three or four taels of silver at most.

"You fucking tricked me?" The shopkeeper grabbed the shopkeeper by the cupboard and glared at him angrily.

"Sir, don't be so angry. If you don't have money, we can go outside and fight. No one will laugh at you. Please let go of me first," the shopkeeper said, tugging at his collar.

"You," Gui Zi felt like she couldn't breathe, her breath stuck in her throat.

Tang Yue, having watched the show for a while, finally said, "Didn't you say you wanted to fight? Let's go outside and fight."

"By the way, have your two guys settle the bill, otherwise I'm afraid you'll try to renege on it."

"Hmph, let's go," the shopkeeper said, taking out thirty taels from his pocket and twenty taels from the other two men, then tossing them to the shopkeeper before leaving.

After receiving the money, the shopkeeper began to reassure the customers who were still eating, "Everyone was frightened today. This is our shop's fault. All customers present today will receive a 10% discount."

"Then thank you, shopkeeper," said the surrounding customers.

"It's nothing serious. Someone's treating us today, so please enjoy your meal. If you want to see a show, you can go outside, just don't disturb the other guests."

"Understood, shopkeeper. You can go ahead and get busy. We're not brainless."

Tang Yue told Shen Zhiyun and then went out to fight. She didn't want to waste her time. As soon as the cabinet came out, she went up to him and slapped him unconscious in less than a minute.

The two greyhounds following behind: ...Fifty taels wasted.

Spectators: ...That's it?

"Alright, those who are going to eat, eat; those who are going to pay, pay. You two, take this idiot away quickly, don't embarrass yourself here," Tang Yue said after slapping the man and scattering the onlookers before going inside.

"Shopkeeper, take the stool back. The fight's over, it's no longer needed," Tang Yue called out to the shopkeeper who had made her a fortune as soon as she entered the room.

Then he sat down at the dining table and began to eat.

"You two eat quickly, don't look at me. We should go back after we finish eating," Tang Yue said casually, chewing on tripe.

She ate while talking to Shen Zhiyun, "Ayun, is the taste alright?"

"Well, it's delicious."

"It's delicious. I'll bring you here again next time."

Shen Zhiyun raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, thank you, Yue. Yue's sauce is delicious too."

"Then I'll adjust it for you next time."

“Okay, Yue, you eat this,” Shen Zhiyun said, sticking to Tang Yue as if no one else was around.

Jun Lingmo sensed something was off and said, "One should not speak while eating or sleeping."

Tang Yue: ...What's wrong with him today?

Shen Zhiyun: ...He thought he wouldn't say anything.

Ever since Jun Lingmo said that one should not speak while eating or sleeping, the only sound at the table has been the sound of eating. Today, Tang Yue ate without speaking, which was probably the fastest meal she had ever had.

After the three finished eating, they headed home, completely forgetting about having class.

When Mr. Wen was in class today, he waited and waited but Tang Yue, Jun Lingmo and Shen Zhiyun did not appear. He assumed that Tang Yue had gone to play with the other two children, so he was so angry that he went to their home for a home visit.

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Tang family.

"Mrs. Tang, you really need to discipline your Tang Yue. She's been wasting her days, always out fooling around. Now she doesn't even come to class anymore."

"The key point is that she also dragged Jun Lingmo and Shen Zhiyun along to fool around. Tell me, this...this...sigh," Master Wen really didn't know how to describe Tang Yue, so he could only sigh heavily to express his feelings.

Tang Ruhua watched the indignant Master Wen from the side, fearing that the old man might faint from anger.

“Master, please speak slowly and have some water first,” she said, handing Wen Changqing a glass of water.

Wen Changqing took the water, took a sip, and then continued to recount Tang Yue's misdeeds.

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