Chapter 97: Chapter 097: What is Due Must Be Paid
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Zhang Yongchang stood with his hands behind his back, rebuking, âThe quality of Changji Tofu used to not be as poor as it is now. Over the past two years, it has only gotten worse. Isnât it because you havenât put any effort into making tofu, so the taste gets worse year after year?â
âThe way it is now, itâs only a matter of time before others take over the market!â
âWhy, when you encounter any problem, do you not first look at yourself but instead blame others? How much tofu does Fushun Tower consume in a day? Even if I manage to secure their business for you, can it save you or what?â
The face of Mrs. Xiao Wu turned pale instantly.
However, she still argued, âAlthough Fushun Tower doesnât consume a lot, if they continue using Changjiâs tofu, others will feel that Changjiâs tofu is still good, and they will continue to buy, right?â
âMy brother-in-law is simply making excuses for himself. Heâs clearly helping outsiders. Thereâs no need to make up these stories; it just makes things worse.â
Zhang Yongchang was so infuriated by Mrs. Xiao Wuâs remark that his eyes bulged. Angrily he retorted, âWhat youâre saying is absurd! Are you suggesting that if Fushun Tower uses Changjiâs tofu, others will follow suit? Are they fools, unable to taste and compare for themselves?â
âFushun Tower is nothing more than a small restaurant. How can you expect it to influence others and enhance your reputation? Whatâs going on in your head, that you canât understand this simple reasoning?â
Mrs. Xiao Wu pouted and did not respond. Eventually, she mumbled, âIn any case, the tofu shopâs business has been declining, and I donât know what weâll do in the future.â
âLetâs not talk about the future for now, for I fear the tofu shop wonât last much longer.â
As Zhang Yongchang spoke, his anger gradually subsided, and he ended with a long sigh.
âWhat do you mean by that?â Mrs. Xiao Wu glanced sideways at Zhang Yongchang.
Calling him her brother-in-law seemed to embolden her. She voiced her thoughts freely.
Although the business hasnât been going well at Changji Tofu, like today, by staggering the sales times with other tofu stalls, they could still sell some tofu.
If that fails, they could go street to street, reducing the price of the tofu. Even though the business might not recover to its previous state, it would suffice to get by.
However, Zhang Yongchang said that the tofu shop could no longer continue.
It sounded like he was cursing their shop; his words were unpleasant.
âI came here to see you as I guessed you probably didnât know.â
Zhang Yongchang paused for a moment, then continued: âChang Yuanda was arrested by the County Government Office for planning a kidnapping operation with Li Fang. Heâs already in prison. Today, the county magistrate came to question me. It seems that the matter will be resolved soon, depending on the severity of their crimes.â
âWhat?â
Mrs. Xiao Wu was taken aback, stunned on the spot.
She had been away at her auntâs house to prepare her younger sisterâs dowry. She returned home only at noon today. She didnât see Chang Yuanda when she came home, assuming he was out running errands. She didnât expect that he had been locked up in prison.
âThisâŠâ
Mrs. Xiao Wu sobbed: âHow could he have been suddenly arrested? What was he thinking going and orchestrating a kidnapping?â
âAnd that Li Fang. I had warned Chang Yuanda before that that slick-tongued kid was a troublemaker and he should keep his distance. But he didnât listen, and look at what heâs got himself into nowâŠâ
âOh GodâŠhow will our family survive nowâŠâ
Mrs. Xiao Wu collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
âWhen something happens, we must face it.â
Zhang Yongchangâs expression darkened, and he heaved a sigh, âGiven this incident, in a few days I fear the whole town will know about it, and then running the tofu shop will become impossible.â
Zhang Yongchang was already putting it as delicately as he could.
Because of a previous kidnapping incident in the town, everyone here is furious over kidnappers. Nobody knows yet, but once they find out about Chang Yuandaâs association with the kidnapper, not only could the tofu shop be demolished, but their home could also be destroyed by the townspeople.
Chang Yuanda wonât be back for a while, leaving Mrs. Xiao Wu with two teenagers. They will probably have to endure scornful looks and backbiting every day.
âI have been thinking, if it doesnât work out here, maybe we could pack up what we can salvage and move to the old house in Zeng County. We can continue the tofu shop there, at least it would be a way to make a living, and life still could go on.â
Zhang Yongchang originally came from Zeng County, but moved to this county town to work after a fortunate turn of events. Later, he married Mrs. Wu. As they had no children, they moved here to be closer to Chang Yuanda and Mrs. Xiao Wu for mutual help. Now they donât need the old house in that town.
Thus, there is still an empty old house in Zhang Yongchangâs hometown.
Zeng County is two counties away from this one, and the news from here wonât reach there. If Mrs. Xiao Wu could continue with the tofu business honestly and with the support of relatives, she and the two children could still get by.
This was the best solution Zhang Yongchang could think of at the moment.
However, at this time, Mrs. Xiao Wu was preoccupied with concern for Chang Yuanda, who was now in prison. She had no energy to deal with anything else. She was sobbing unceasingly, unable to get up from the ground.
Zhang Yongchang sighed, deciding not to talk anymore. With his hands behind his back, he left Changji Tofu and headed towards Fushun Tower.
That afternoon, Zhuang Qingning didnât receive any additional information from Zhang Yongchang. So, as agreed earlier, she began grinding the tofu needed for the county town the next morning.
As agreed, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qian arrived at the tofu shop on time to work.
Because of their inexperience with the tofu-making process, Zhuang Qingning let them start with grinding soybeans and tending the fire, then slowly familiarize themselves with the other steps.
The two women, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qian, were diligent and hardworking. They did their work carefully and well, alleviating Zhuang Qingningâs concerns.
After a busy night, by the dawn of the second day, when Zhuang Qingning finished pressing the tofu, there came a loud inquiry from outside.
âIs this Miss Zhuangâs tofu shop?â
A dark-skinned young man named Dong Dazhu was at the door, pulling a bullock cart. He asked, âIs this tofu shop rented by you?â
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âYes, I rented this tofu shop.â Zhuang Qingning stepped out to answer. She picked up the corner of her apron to wipe her hands, which were covered with soybean residue, and asked, âAnd you areâŠ?â
âIâm a transporter of tofu from the county town. I was told that Chef Zhang has made arrangements with you to transport two hundred jins of tofu. Here is the payment for todayâs tofu and the deposit for tomorrowâs. Could you please count it?â Dong Dazhu grinned, handing over the money bag..
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