Happy Little Farmer -
Chapter 318
Chapter 318: Chapter 318
The so-called ten-to-one ratio mentioned by the out-of-towner was the mixing ratio of real to counterfeit goods.
For those who truly profit from counterfeit goods, they definitely wouldn’t use a ten-to-one ratio, they would probably achieve a fifty-fifty.
But Yang Fan couldn’t do such a thing.
Medicinal herbs were meant for curing and saving lives, and faking such things was asking for divine retribution.
Now, purchasing this truckload of counterfeit goods for merely three to five thousand yuan could indirectly cause the deaths of several people because of him.
He couldn’t carry out such a conscienceless act.
Yang Fan’s complexion had already turned unfriendly, and he waved his hand again, "You go, I can’t take it."
The out-of-towner was still unyielding and said, "How about this, for this truck, just give me two thousand yuan. It’s really cheap."
"If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police!" Yang Fan said sternly.
Upon hearing this, the out-of-towner’s expression abruptly changed, and he gestured with his hand, "Alright, alright, I’m leaving. I see you’re quite the fool as a boss. My goods are almost indistinguishable from the real ones."
Yang Fan didn’t say a word, just stared with a somber face.
The out-of-towner quickly got into his vehicle and drove away from the storefront.
Watching him head towards the county city, Yang Fan silently took out his cell phone, dialed the emergency number, and made a report on the spot.
He had already memorized the man’s license plate number.
Such utterly unscrupulous behavior, should he keep it for the New Year instead of reporting it?
Hesitant to call the police before for fear of drawing unnecessary trouble to himself.
"Fanzi, didn’t find anything you liked?" Ye Tong asked curiously when he saw Yang Fan come back empty-handed.
"It’s all counterfeit, the bastard still tried to deceive me!" Yang Fan cursed indignantly.
Counterfeiting other items might not be as harmful, but faking medicinal herbs, that was indirectly killing people.
"Selling counterfeit goods? Call the police!" Ye Tong immediately said.
"I’ve already called, unless something unexpected happens, he should be intercepted soon as he enters the city," Yang Fan explained.
After a quick walk, his tea had completely cooled.
Yang Fan replaced the tea leaves and was just about to pour in some hot water when suddenly, a plastic bag flew in from outside.
With a thump.
The plastic bag hitting the ground burst open, and immediately a terrible stench spread through the air.
"Ah, what is that!"
"Damn, that stinks!"
Ye Tong and Yang Yuan, who were eating, jumped up covering their noses and mouths.
Yang Fan glanced at the thing on the ground, and his face suddenly darkened.
He silently put down the kettle, drew a steel pliers from underneath the counter, and strode out of the shop.
There were quite a few pedestrians outside, but none seemed suspicious.
It was clear that the person who had just thrown that bag of disgust had already run away!
Without knowing who the suspect was, Yang Fan, with a somber face, carrying the steel pliers, had no choice but to return to the shop.
Looking at the foul-smelling mess on the ground, Yang Fan felt a murderous rage well up within him.
It was that counterfeit trafficker he had watched leave.
Even if he had surreptitiously doubled back, he couldn’t have done it so quickly, so the only person who could do this could be one person!
Ex-husband’s Brother.
"You two, go outside." Yang Fan looked at Ye Tong and Yang Yuan, who looked distressed, and waved them away.
They didn’t need him to tell them, as the two women had already rushed to the door.
In this semi-enclosed space, the stench of methyl mercaptan dispersed incredibly quickly.
Yang Fan put down the steel pliers, fetched some tools from the bathroom, put on three layers of masks, and fully armored himself before he started to clean up that mess. After he finished, he threw away the dustpan and mop as well.
They reeked so badly they were utterly unusable again.
Fortunately, the bag of methyl mercaptan was rather hard, and it hadn’t splashed everywhere.
Otherwise, Yang Fan might have had to replace all the furniture in his shop.
After he finished, Yang Fan let the smell in the store dissipate a bit and then lit a cigarette at the storefront.
"Fanzi, who did this? It couldn’t have been that counterfeiter just now, could it?" Ye Tong asked, her voice filled with shock and suspicion.
She too had thought of the counterfeiter.
Yang Fan waved his hand, "It probably wasn’t him. I watched him leave, and this thing was thrown in just as I entered. He couldn’t have been that fast. I guess it must have been the ex-husband who had someone do this. That bastard, I will definitely kill him!"
"Your landlord’s ex-husband?" Ye Tong asked.
Yang Fan nodded, "Bai Meng Zhu used me a bit, and that bastard had resentment in his heart from that moment."
"What should we do now? Fanzi, should we call the police?" Ye Tong suggested.
Yang Fan blew a smoke ring, his face stern as he shook his head, "Calling the police is useless, there’s no solid evidence, and they can’t catch anyone. We’ll have to handle this ourselves. I’ll ask later where the ex-husband lives, I’ll have a good talk with him!"
"Fanzi, be careful. Don’t be too impulsive!" Ye Tong said with concern.
"From what you said earlier, that ex-husband obviously isn’t an upstanding person."
Yang Fan acknowledged his sister-in-law’s concern with a serious nod, "Sister-in-law, it’s okay, I know what I’m doing."
Wang Tianbao, even being as fierce as he was, had fallen at his hands, and he didn’t believe he couldn’t handle another little brat.
Even though the ex-husband mixed in society, he was the kind that didn’t amount to much, just a typical social parasite.
Yang Fan couldn’t fathom how such a man had initially married someone like Bai Meng Zhu who was ’a white and rich beauty.’
"This is what we’ll do, I’ll go with Xiao Yuan later to find someone to install some surveillance cameras," Ye Tong said, "With surveillance, we will have solid evidence. If they dare to do this again, they certainly won’t escape."
That was indeed a good idea.
Yang Fan nodded and took out two thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to Ye Tong, "Sister-in-law, here’s an advance repayment for you."
"Are you being so formal with me?" Ye Tong rolled her eyes, visibly annoyed.
"It’s not about being formal. I’m earning alright now, just giving you some spending money," Yang Fan said with a smile.
So much pride, he thought.
"Stinky brother, why aren’t you giving me any? I want some spending money too!" Yang Yuan said with a giggly smile.
Yang Fan smiled, counted another two thousand, and handed it to Yang Yuan.
Considering how much she had spent on furniture before, Yang Fan had always thought about compensating her somewhat.
"Really giving it?" Yang Yuan suddenly grinned broadly.
"Really giving!" Yang Fan said.
She didn’t hesitate at all, took the money, and stuffed it into her pocket.
She even seemed to fear that Yang Fan might snatch it back, covering her pocket securely with her hand.
"Looks like you’re suddenly all flush with cash; well, I won’t be polite then," Ye Tong joked with a smile, taking the money too.
Yang Fan laughingly said, "Isn’t my earning money meant for you to spend? If I were still using your money, then what would be the point of my earnings? You don’t need to be so formal with me. Spend it as needed. As long as you’re not planning to buy a piece of land here and build a building there, I can still afford the usual pocket money for now."
"Well, we’re off then, don’t be too impulsive; first find out what really happened," Ye Tong advised.
"Don’t worry, I’m not that impulsive, I still have some sense," Yang Fan said.
But as he spoke, his thoughts were focused on how to kill the ex-husband.
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