This old man was really kind-hearted but also very simple-minded, unable to recognize even the most basic deception, and instead worrying about implicating Yang Chuxia.
Yang Chuxia patted the old man comfortingly, "Old man, donât say anything yet. Just watch from the side."
After comforting the old man, Yang Chuxia turned her attention to the goatee man, "Whatâs the hurry, boss? On one hand, youâre demanding money, and on the other hand, youâre demanding the recipe, and then you want him to be taken to the county government office. What exactly do you want to achieve with this?"
The goatee man didnât take Yang Chuxia seriously at all, so he didnât bother responding to her question. Instead, he just directed his helpers to continue grabbing people from the crowd.
Seeing the goatee man treat her so disrespectfully, not even listening to her, Yang Chuxia couldnât help but get angry. She kicked the two helpers who were coming over to seize the old man.
Then she looked at the goatee man with a cold smirk, "Itâs really funny. You said you bought the old manâs peanuts to look after his business, and then you put them in your restaurant to sell to customers. So, the problem is, the customer was poisoned in your restaurant, what does that have to do with the old man? Who knows whether someone in your restaurant poisoned the customerâs food?"
"And! Did the customer really get poisoned? If he did, where are his family members? I believe that if they heard that it was the old manâs peanuts that caused the poisoning, they would have come to find him by now. But where are they now?"
One point after another in Yang Chuxiaâs analysis, "And you want to take the old man to the county government office, so whereâs the poisoned person? And where are the poisoned peanuts? When the county government investigates a case, they need human evidence and physical evidence, right? Who saw the old man really poisoning the peanuts?"
"What confuses me the most is the compensation of 100 taels of silver. Is the poisoned person dead or alive? If dead, according to the law, itâs no more than 50 taels of silver; if still alive, even with medical expenses, nutritional supplements, and indemnities, it shouldnât cost more than 10 taels of silver at most. So where does 100 taels come from? One last thing I canât understand, as the restaurant owner, shouldnât you be the one seeking justice for your customer? Why do you want the old manâs peanut recipe? Is the customer asking for it? If the customer didnât ask, why are you insisting on it?"
After all her points, Yang Chuxia concluded with a cold snort, "In summary, I have reason to suspect that you are slandering the old man in order to steal his peanut recipe. So today, there really will be a lawsuit, but instead of you suing the old man, the old man will be suing you for slander and defamation."
Yang Chuxiaâs well-founded arguments made the onlookers think, indeed. Many astute people had already seen that this was a setup. They just thought that the old man, a country bumpkin, wasnât worth offending a restaurant owner for.
At this point, the goatee manâs face turned green with anger after hearing all that Yang Chuxia had said.
To be honest, there was no poisoned person at all. As a restaurant owner, how could he let anything happen to his own restaurant? That would be just nonsensical.
Just as Yang Chuxia had suspected, he did all this for the old manâs peanut recipe. When he accidentally bought extra roasted peanuts one day, he began selling them at the restaurant and found that many customers liked them. As a result, he continued to buy them daily. But as the number of customers eating the peanuts increased, he became dissatisfied with buying just a small amount every day and began to covet the old manâs recipe after investigating him.