The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 184 - 184 183 Got Screwed Over

184: Chapter 183: Got Screwed Over 184: Chapter 183: Got Screwed Over As soon as the crowd saw that these two were squaring off and even making a gamble out of it, they watch even more eagerly and listened intently.

“If I can turn this booth into the hottest booth in the entire exhibition hall, I’ll singe off your annoying beard and even throw in a couple of slaps!” Liu Hun stared at the bearded man, pausing with every word, eagerly waiting for the bearded man to present his face for the slapping.

That would be satisfying!

“What a joke!” The bearded man said with a cold laugh, “My booth, remember, was originally your booth, and you wouldn’t dare say such things even at the crossroads, yet you have the audacity to spout such nonsense!

Fine!

I’ll take you on!

If you win, I’ll let you slap my face and singe my beard!

But if you lose, you owe me three hundred thousand!

Can you afford that?!”

“You…” Liu Hun dragged the word out for a while.

The bearded man held his head high and chuckled, “Scared?

Can’t afford it?!”

“You…

are too naive!

I’m in this until the end!” Liu Hun agreed, smiling.

The bearded man, actually worried about his three hundred thousand, quickly grabbed a pen and paper to draft a bet, and the surrounding onlookers began speculating.

“Is this kid still dreaming?

What else is there at his place besides a lot of wind?

I bet, in an hour, only one person might show up, and that’d be someone who’s lost!”

“Ever heard of a spendthrift?

Seems like today we see the real deal!

Three hundred thousand—has he had his head smashed by a walnut?”

“Hey!

Don’t say that, what if this kid’s got some connections?

What if he’s got some backing from the city!

It’s not impossible to gather a crowd around here!”

“…”

Huang Zishan almost cried listening to these words.

What connections could they possibly have?

More like a shadow of a connection!

If they really had any backing, would they have been schemed against by Secretary Zhou and the bearded man?

When almost all of the spectators had left, Huang Zishan looked in the distance at the crowded booth of the bearded man, feeling utter dismay and asked Liu Hun, “What do we do now?

Should I go get the money?”

“Ha ha ha ha…” Liu Hun couldn’t help but burst into laughter seeing Huang Zishan’s expression; he truly felt that if Huang Zishan kept a poker face, she could definitely attract a flurry of mad butterflies.

But once she showed her expressions, they were richly diverse.

“You’re still laughing?

I want to see how you’re going to slap someone’s face later!

Hmph!” Huang Zishan said indignantly, turning her head away.

“I have a brilliant plan!

Come here, I’ll tell you, go find Director Hu and ask her to prepare something for me!” Liu Hun told Huang Zishan, who, albeit upset, knew what had to be done and obediently leaned in to listen.

After hearing Liu Hun’s plan, Huang Zishan asked doubtfully, “Just like this?

Will it work?”

“Absolutely!

Hurry up!” Liu Hun urged her.

“Not going to withdraw three hundred thousand…

Ha ha ha ha just kidding!

Look at that poker face of yours, I’ll be back soon!” After saying that, Huang Zishan dashed away like a rabbit.

Liu Hun watched Huang Zishan hop away, sometimes really feeling that he couldn’t keep up with this campus belle’s thoughts.

Though Huang Zishan joked around, her capability in handling things was still top-notch and soon, she brought everything that Liu Hun asked for.

Huang Zishan, looking at the things laid out in front of the booth, asked Liu Hun with little confidence, “Are you sure this will work?”

“We’ll see very soon!” Liu Hun said, a confident smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Thirty minutes later… It seemed like everyone in the large exhibition hall had caught a scent!

“Sss!

What’s that smell!

Did you smell it?

It’s like burnt chicken skin!

No, wait!

It’s like the fresh scent of pears!

Seems like apples too!”

“Hey!

I smell it too!

That’s the one!

Where is it coming from?

It’s making me drool!

We’ve got to check it out quickly!”

“Seems like it’s in that corner!

I see people are already heading there!

Let’s hurry and have a look!

If we’re too late, there won’t be any spots left!”

“…”

Driven by curiosity, people flocked towards Liu Hun’s booth; Huang Zishan was utterly stunned—just minutes ago, the space had been open for dancing, but now it was so crowded you could hardly move.

“This fragrance…

this breeze…

and this dam!

Oh!

I get it!” Huang Zishan, with wide eyes, yelled at Liu Hun, “You had this all planned out, didn’t you?

We are precisely upwind, so as soon as the food’s ready, the aroma will drift throughout the entire exhibition hall!

Even though we’re not visible from other places, they can smell us!

And…

having such a spacious dam, why didn’t you tell me in advance!”

Before Liu Hun could respond to Huang Zishan’s words, he was pulled aside by a merchant nearby who asked, “You’re the representative from Anchang County, right?

Fruit-scented chicken!

Yes, yes, yes!

Is that you?!”

Without looking at the hopeful expression on that man’s face, Liu Hun might have thought this assertive attitude was someone looking for a fight, so he quickly responded, “Yes, yes, that’s right, I’m the rep from Anchang County, and this booth is for the fruit-scented chicken.”

“That’s great!

I was caught by these fragrances as if—I was there during the selection in Anchang County!

It’s a pity I didn’t connect with you then, but today I’ve finally found the right person!” The middle-aged man excitedly shook Liu Hun’s hand as though scared he might run away.

While a young man next to the middle-aged man shouted loudly, “Manager Zhang!

Quick, quick, quick!

Over here!

Come here!”

Before the yelling had subsided, a woman picked up her phone and called out, “Hey, hey, hey!

I’m already at the agricultural fair, it took a good while, but we finally found the fruit-scented chicken!

What?

As many as you want?

Mr.

Wang, rest assured, we’ll collect them all!”

Just a moment ago, Huang Zishan was complaining about a lack of people, but now it had done a 180-degree turn.

She felt overwhelmed by the crowd; there was no need to distribute the brochures as they were being snatched directly from the table.

She hadn’t even finished dealing with one person’s questions on the left when someone on the right, munching on chicken, started asking questions.

“How much per pound?!

I’ll take as much as you have!”

“Don’t bother with him!

He doesn’t even know what it is!

I know the fruit-scented chicken; I’ve been familiar with your specialties from Taiping Town for a long time!

Let’s process it—markup by fifty percent!

Take it all!

Take it all!”

“Girl!

Money is no object!

What we want is the fruit-scented chicken, that’s the flavor we’re after!

We’re building a brand!

You name the price, and the money goes straight to you!

What do you think of a Porsche 911?!

It’s parked right out front; you can drive it away!”

Huang Zishan felt like her head was about to explode.

All these, who had participated or watched the promotional TV shows from Anchang County, or heard from friends, were already making her and the crowd that hadn’t yet realized what was being sold at the booth cram into the dam area, each gobbling up the fruit-scented chicken as if spellbound.

When they finally snapped out of it, ready to wave their cash for business, they realized Liu Hun was nowhere to be seen.

“What’s with all these people!

Come on, think of something!

Aren’t you clever?” Huang Zishan yelled at Liu Hun.

They had been standing side by side, but now they were separated by a crowd of merchants.

Liu Hun hadn’t expected this strategy to draw so many people and was even more surprised by the large effect of Anchang County’s early promotions.

He felt that continuing this way was not a solution.

He immediately brought his Qi to his throat and shouted loudly, “Step back!”

As soon as these words were uttered, an invisible shockwave burst forth from Liu Hun’s body, rippling outward like water.

Every merchant packed around him was pushed back as if someone had shoved them.

“Are you practicing the Lion’s Roar Skill?

But this move really does work!” rubbing her ears, Huang Zishan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the merchants, pushed back a few steps, ready to surge forward again, she quickly ran to Liu Hun’s side, “You’ve driven these people mad!

What do we do now?”

Money!

Money, money!

Money, money, money!

That was the word!

Everyone on the scene knew the value of raw agricultural products was low, but once they found a good product, their handling—packaging, processing, promotion, sales—could quickly turn a chicken worth a few dozen yuan into several hundred or even thousands of yuan!

Faced with such huge profit temptations, it would be surprising if they didn’t go crazy!

Liu Hun, holding a loudspeaker, leapt onto the platform.

He really couldn’t use his Qi openly in front of everyone, in case someone deliberately found something out.

Holding the loudspeaker, he announced, “Everyone please calm down for a moment!

No need to rush or to crowd!

I assure you, everyone will have the same chance!

Today, I have specially prepared the fruit-scented chicken outside in the dam, no matter if you have heard of it or not, please go try it first, then we can talk business!”

Once Liu Hun finished speaking, the merchants on the scene finally felt some reassurance, indeed eager to taste this famously fruit-scented chicken and lined up to try.

“Ah!

We’ve finally stabilized it, but what do we do next?

After they have eaten and found it delicious and seen more investment value—won’t they go even crazier?” Huang Zishan was genuinely afraid now.

Liu Hun pointed outside to the dam and said, “That dam out there is much larger than here.

My goal is to get them all out there; we’ll move the booth outside later, that’ll give us a lot more space.

And then…”

“Little uncle!

It’s them!

Those are the two!”

As Liu Hun was discussing his plans with Huang Zishan, a big-bearded man, accompanied by a younger man in a white suit smelling of cologne and looking to be in his early thirties, approached.

“Hey!

You dare to come?

Looking for a slap?” Huang Zishan said to the bearded man, her tone now vastly different from when she was previously stomping her feet in anger.

“Little uncle!

Look at these people!

Not working within the rules at all!

Acting all high and mighty here!

Even threatening to beat people up!” the bearded man complained to the man by his side, his previously arrogant and smug expression now gone, replaced by the look of a grievously wronged newlywed.