Chef Hua
Chapter 399: Episode 221 Various Outbursts_2

Chapter 399: Episode 221 Various Outbursts_2

The woman was a bit stunned, evidently not understanding the implicit meaning behind those words. Her grip unconsciously loosened, and Hua Xiaomai quickly dodged to the side, breaking free from her clutches. She hastily rubbed her wrist, which was nearly numb, and took a sharp, quiet intake of breath.

Had her grip continued for a moment longer, the blood in her body might have begun to run in reverse!

With her hand now empty, the woman immediately tried to pounce again, but Hua Xiaomai was more agile. Dodging to the side, she turned her head and said, "Little Mouse, shut the courtyard door and fetch me two sticks while you’re at it."

"What for? You want to hit me?" The woman’s eyes bulged as she bellowed at the top of her lungs.

Hua Xiaomai ignored her, simply giving Little Mouse a meaningful look to hurry him along. The boy, shaking slightly with fear, moved decisively despite his trembling, quickly dashing to the corner to grab two sticks as thick as a wrist and handed them over. Hua Xiaomai then passed one of the sticks to the woman.

"I’ve already shut the door, so now, even if people outside hear the commotion, they can’t come in. You wanted to smash the soy sauce jar, didn’t you? Here’s the deal: for every jar you smash, I’ll smash one in return to apologize for my mistake. How about that?" She squinted slightly, smiling in a way that wasn’t quite a smile as she stared down the woman.

"You..." The woman was momentarily confused by her actions and inadvertently swallowed saliva, stiffening her neck and saying, "Don’t think I won’t dare. In this lifetime, Wan Meixian hasn’t feared anyone..."

"Then go ahead and smash it. What are you waiting for?" Hua Xiaomai taunted with a sneer, "Are words alone a sign of capability?"

"Master, this won’t do!" Master Lei, watching anxiously from the side, dared not step forward to stop them and could only shout, "The sauce is almost ready. If you smash it, what will we use to fulfill our orders? Please calm down, don’t..."

"It’s fine. If worst comes to worst, I’ll personally apologize to our customers. I can afford to compensate for this loss. If somebody is aggrieved, they need to vent it somehow. If they get sick from holding it in, then my guilt would be even greater." Hua Xiaomai glanced at him, her voice calm and collected, but when she turned back to Wan Meixian, her voice suddenly rose, "Go on then, smash it!"

The woman, either unable to take the provocation or her mind muddled by it, suddenly yelled and swung the stick, striking it hard against the soy sauce jar closest to her. Her strength was indeed not small; the jar, which had only been used for a few months, instantly broke apart, and the sauce inside, not yet ready to be jarred, gushed out.

"Ah, the sauce..." Master Lei watched in distress, about to say something more, when his eyes suddenly widened, and beside him, his wife let out an uncontrollable scream.

Nearly at the same time the soy sauce jar was being smashed, the stick in Hua Xiaomai’s hand swiftly swept toward Wan Meixian’s waist. The movement was inexplicably fast, the stick whistling through the air and then, with a dull thud, squarely striking her back. Though the woman was tall and robust, the hit caught her off guard, and she stumbled forward, immediately doubling over and crouching down with her hands clutching her waist.

With that blow, Hua Xiaomai had put all her strength into it, causing her palms and arms to tingle with numbness. It was uncomfortable for her as well, but inside, she felt an enormous sense of satisfaction.

Expecting to reason with this kind of person? That would simply have been a waste of effort. It was better to hit first and talk later! Just now they were only engaging in a war of words. If she had struck first, she would have been the one at fault. But now, since this woman dared to smash the jar, she had nobody to blame but herself!

The seven or eight stout men were startled and clumsily tried to move toward this side, but Great Saint Sun hurriedly ran over to block them.

Hua Xiaomai gave that woman another solid hit with her stick, then pointed at her and shouted loudly, "Think carefully, every step you take toward me, I’ll beat her once more. Dare to touch my sauce jars, and I’ll have her carried out of my Sauce Garden horizontally. I do business with the restaurants in town with not a bit of sleight, and the accounts can be openly shown for anyone to see. Today, it was you who came to me looking for trouble. At Wan’s, you’re just scraping by for a meal. If this goes to the County Government, you better think hard about who will end up losing more!"

Those few had always followed Wan Meixian out to stir up trouble and had always felt somewhat reluctant. Now, hearing this, they hesitated even more in their hearts and truly stood still, not daring to move. Wan Meixian wanted to fight to the death with Hua Xiaomai, but her back pain was so severe she could hardly stand up straight, let alone stand up without difficulty; all she could do was seethe silently.

"Stop the fuss, stop it," Master Lei ran over in a panic at this point, attempting to snatch the stick from Hua Xiaomai’s hands, but he couldn’t wrest it away and could only plead bitterly, "Boss, she’s already suffered enough, so you just..."

Suffered enough? Today it’s clear that it’s them who are at a disadvantage, isn’t it!

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the Sauce Garden was suddenly kicked open with a "bang," and Meng Yuhuai strode in from outside.

He had rushed over from the fields, with both pant legs covered in mud and his hair dripping wet; his appearance was truly not very pleasing. But perhaps it was because of his tall stature, the moment he clenched his fist and stood there, he was still quite intimidating. He first glanced over at Hua Xiaomai, and seeing her standing properly with the stick in hand, he sighed with relief. Then his gaze slowly swept across everyone in the courtyard and over the broken sauce jar, as he asked in a deep and stern voice, "What exactly is going on here?"

The undertone of anger was evident in his voice.

"She hit someone..." Wan Meixian struggled to stand straight, pointing at Hua Xiaomai’s face, "She hit me!"

With support now at hand, Hua Xiaomai naturally wouldn’t keep posturing; she threw the stick away and dashed to hide behind him, clutching his clothes and only exposing her head: "It was you who smashed my sauce jar first!"

"You told me to smash it!"

"Nonsense, if I told you to die, would you? Are you an idiot?"

"You..." Wan Meixian was so angry she felt like she might pass out, and the pain in her waist flared up terribly. Forcing herself, she took two steps toward this way and gritted her teeth, "You little..."

"Silence!" Meng Yuhuai furrowed his brows tightly, his face ashen, "Either get out now or send someone capable to talk to me. I will reason with him!"

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