Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 120
"On what grounds? Are you going to control even where we sit?" the cook couldn’t help but say.
Defeated time and again by Chen Muxue, he was naturally furious. He was well aware of what the Qian Ding Sect was like before, and now it had suddenly become arrogant; he still couldn’t adapt.
The image of Chen Muxue every year carrying grain down to exchange for silver was still fresh in his memory!
Although the shopkeeper hadn’t spoken, the emotion conveyed in his eyes clearly showed he shared the same thoughts as the cook.
Chen Muxue lightly coughed, "I’m not trying to control where you sit, just as long as you don’t sit here."
"Is this place your territory or something?" the cook said angrily.
Chen Muxue’s hand lightly shook, and a property title with a bold official seal appeared in front of the shopkeeper and the cook.
"Oh, sorry, but it seems this place truly is my territory now."
"This—how is that possible!" The shopkeeper suddenly leaned closer to the property title, almost wanting to pull his eyeballs out to stick on it.
However, the title was flawless, a completely valid official document; this restaurant now belonged to Chen Muxue.
The owner they’ve been wanting to meet turns out to be Chen Muxue?!
The shopkeeper’s heart sank. They had stayed here to plead with the new owner to allow them to continue working here, given they were seasoned employees, weren’t they?
But if the new owner was Chen Muxue...
The cook’s greasy face turned blue and red; he no longer tangled and got up to leave. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
He understood Chen Muxue’s cooking skills and knew he had past grievances with her; there was no chance for him.
The shopkeeper wasn’t in a hurry to leave, feeling there was still a glimmer of hope: "Miss Chen, no, Sect Leader, you see I’ve been the shopkeeper here for so many years..."
"Hmm, indeed, it’s been many years," Chen Muxue nodded thoughtfully, arms crossed.
The shopkeeper’s heart lifted with hope: "So, you see—"
"I think you’ve been here long enough, haven’t you? It’s time to find another job," Chen Muxue said with a cheerful smile.
The shopkeeper’s face turned ashen, and his fleeting hope shattered, yet what could he do? He could only leave dismayed.
If only he had known it would come to this, he shouldn’t have acted that way in the beginning, should have cooperated with her sincerely, and how different things would be now!
However, hindsight is priceless; no matter how much he regrets it, it’s futile now.
Chen Muxue felt refreshed, and Changgui was also very pleased: "They used to look down on us, now they know we’re formidable, don’t they!"
"Don’t be arrogant, arrogance leads to setbacks." Chen Muxue patted his head.
Given that there indeed was an event for distributing porridge, and the Qian Ding Sect happened to have a bountiful rice harvest, Chen Muxue decided to get involved.
In modern cities, you rarely see refugees, and even beggars are mostly scammers, so the sight of people on the road earlier, inadequately clothed, emaciated, and vacant-eyed, left a strong impression on Chen Muxue.
Who knows if a bowl of porridge might change their destinies?
In Qingshan County, the major porridge distribution is partly from the government and partly from Huo Lian, who is staying here.
Since they already knew there was to be a trial assembly for the Qian Ding Sect, those terrifying rumors for the people were a topic for negotiation here at the government. If true, punishment would come in due time—there was no need to offend a sect right now.
Even for a seemingly insignificant sect like the Qian Ding Sect, who knows if they have a "let’s all perish together" card up their sleeve?
Therefore, the government still arranged a corner tent for the Qian Ding Sect.
