Falling into the mortal world

The dean remembered the rumors circulating in town that her family made the tofu. She also remembered the gossip about her eldest daughter.

But looking at the woman in front of him, her words and actions didn't seem like those of a woman of the night!

The students present had all heard the rumors about the tofu shop. But no one paid much attention, since it was none of their business.

Those who go to buy tofu are mostly maids, old women, married women, and young wives. There's no talk of seduction or anything like that.

Besides, no one has seen the girl's true face yet. Over time, discussions about Lan Qingqing have decreased, because talking about the same topic all the time gets boring after a while.

The truth is, Lan Qingqing wasn't a real person from ancient times, otherwise she would have hanged herself at least ten times over.

Lan Qingqing knew her family was suffering because she had deliberately distanced herself from the villagers. Even Lan Xiaoyu no longer liked to go out and play with other children.

Lan Xiaoyu couldn't tolerate those children hurling insults at her older sister, so she stayed home all this time, learning the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Character Classic from Lan Qingqing.

Lan Qingqing said: Would the Master refuse to accept my younger brother because of rumors?

The Master stroked his beard and said, "A word I say is as good as my bond. Besides, at my age, what do I have to fear from idle gossip?"

Thank you, Master. But I have a favor to ask. My younger brother is still young, and I am afraid that these rumors will affect his studies. I hope you will not tell anyone about what happened today.

After thinking for a moment, the dean agreed to Lan Qingqing's request, and after Lan Qingqing left.

The dean then strictly ordered the students not to talk nonsense to outsiders and not to be like those gossipy women.

Having resolved Lan Xiaoyu's academic issues, Lan Qingqing's steps became much lighter.

Lan Qingqing went to the shop to take a look and saw that a lot of people were gathered at the entrance of her shop. When Lan Qingqing got closer, she saw six shirtless men sitting at the entrance of the shop.

Each person carried a large machete on their shoulder, deterring potential buyers from approaching.

Lan Qingqing squeezed into the crowd and walked up to several burly men. Because Lan Qingqing was wearing a veiled hat, Lan Xiaotian and the others did not recognize her.

One of the burly men saw Lan Qingqing walking towards him, took a machete off his shoulder, pointed it at her, and said: "The tofu workshop is closed today. Go somewhere else if you want to buy something."

Lan Xiaotian, clutching his injured arm, said to the burly man: "Are you going to start robbing people in broad daylight? There are so many people watching!"

The burly man sneered: "If you know what's good for you, hand over the prescription."

Lan Qingqing noticed that Lan Xiaotian's arm was injured and blood was still dripping out.

Feng Caidie had injured her left leg, and blood was dripping from it. She was also holding Lan Xiaoya, who had fainted on the ground, in her arms.

The shelves were overturned and askew. Tofu was scattered everywhere. The whole room was a mess.

Upon seeing this, Lan Qingqing felt her blood rush to her head, and her anger reached its peak.

Lan Qingqing said in an icy tone: "You come to my house in broad daylight and try to steal my prescription. Do you think I, Lan Qingqing, am dead?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lan Qingqing knocked the knife out of the big man's hand. After Lan Qingqing finished speaking, the big man was kicked to the ground by Lan Qingqing.

Before anyone could see Lan Qingqing make a move, the man had already fallen.

Lan Xiaotian knew immediately that it was his eldest sister who had come. He was both happy and worried. He was happy that his eldest sister had come and that they were saved, but he was worried because his eldest sister was pregnant and he wondered if this would harm his little nephew.

Seeing this, the others rushed forward with knives in hand. Lan Xiaotian, worried about his older sister's safety, disregarded his hand injury and grabbed a carrying pole beside him, ready to fight to the death.

When Feng Caidie saw that the person who came was Lan Qingqing, how could she just stand by and watch her young lady be bullied? So she limped to the corner to get a wooden stick.

How could the two injured men possibly be a match for those burly men?

Lan Qingqing also saw their actions and, not wanting them to make things worse, punched and kicked them one by one.

These people were caught off guard and knocked down because Lan Qingqing acted quickly. However, the pain was only momentary. The big man was still feeling fortunate that the woman's moves were just fancy footwork and that she didn't hurt him at all.

But his joy lasted only three seconds. Before the burly man could even get up, he was immediately struck by a barrage of blows from carrying poles. The crackling of the wooden sticks was too much for him to handle, leaving him no choice but to cover his head and beg for mercy.

Lan Qingqing kicked the two men to the ground again, but the result was the same. They were beaten so badly that they were powerless to fight back. The remaining two burly men had already decided to retreat.

Lan Qingqing didn't give them a chance to retreat. She grabbed one man by the neck and kicked another big man in the neck, causing him to immediately bend over.

Suddenly, a stranger stepped forward from the crowd to help. He knocked the burly man, who was bent over with his legs bent, to the ground.

Lan Qingqing quickly grabbed the other person by the neck and said coldly: Who sent you here?

The burly man begged for mercy, saying, "Girl, spare my life! It was my ignorance that led me to fail you. Today, we brothers are here to avenge Er Laizi."

Please, young lady, spare us.

Lan Qingqing roughly understood what was going on, so she stopped paying attention to the person begging for mercy. Lan Qingqing asked Feng Caidie, "How is Xiaoya?"

"Yes, young lady, the girl has fainted. She is out of danger."

"How's your leg?" Lan Qingqing asked with concern.

Lan Qingqing noticed that she was walking with great effort, so it must be quite heavy.

Lan Qingqing turned to Lan Xiaotian and asked if he could hold on.

Don't worry, I'm fine!

Lan Qingqing still had one hand around the burly man's neck. The man felt like he could suffocate at any moment.

He was filled with remorse. He shouldn't have thought of standing up for his brother and teaching these arrogant people a lesson.

Lan Xiaoya slowly woke up, and Lan Qingqing was relieved to see that Lan Xiaoya was awake. The group quickly tied her up.

At this time, a doctor from the South Street was invited over. The person who invited the doctor was not a local, but a follower of a merchant from out of town. The merchant saw that the tofu was popular throughout the town, so he wanted to see if he could buy the recipe.

However, after witnessing a thrilling fight, he dared not bring himself to speak.

If he were to discuss selling the house now, wouldn't he be asking to get beaten up? So he decided to wait two more days.

When Lan Qingqing saw that the doctor she had invited was with a merchant from out of town, she took out ten taels of silver to express her gratitude.

The out-of-town businessman quickly declined, saying: "It was nothing, I don't need to accept this as a thank you gift from you, young lady. I am Yuan Yang, and I just hope to make friends with the shopkeeper."

The onlookers were filled with envy at this scene! If they had known that this girl was so capable and had such a generous reward, they should have stepped forward to help, and perhaps they would have also received the host's gratitude.

After all, ten taels of silver was an amount that some of them would have to earn for at least two years, even without eating or drinking. How could these people not be excited?

Lan Qingqing said: I'll have my younger brother invite you to drink, young master.

"Very well, it would be impolite of me to refuse," Yuan Yang said politely, waving his folding fan.

Lan Qingqing actually disliked these literati and scholars. She thought to herself, "What a pretentious person. It's so cold and chilly today. How can he not feel cold if he's fanning himself?"

Lan Qingqing has many things to do right now. Since this person won't accept the money, so be it. Actually, she can defeat these people on her own even without this person. In fact, Lan Qingqing can treat their external injuries herself.

When I was on a mission, I got injured and it wasn't appropriate for me to seek medical help, so I treated myself. That's what they call becoming a doctor through repeated injuries. I can only treat some external wounds.

If you have any health problems, a body scanner at home can solve them. Just scan it to find out what's wrong.

In ancient times, people couldn't diagnose illnesses by taking their pulse themselves.

Yuan Yang tactfully took his leave.