The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 82 - 82 82 Shameless

82: Chapter 82 Shameless 82: Chapter 82 Shameless “Hey!

Liu Hun!

What do you want?

Not following the contract, are you?

Trying to act tough, huh?

I’m telling you clearly today, with wits or strength, you won’t come up with anything!

If you dare have any ideas, you’re just slapping your own face!” Lin Fugui said venomously to Liu Hun.

Today, he was not only planning to snatch Wanbao Village’s valuable piece but also to humiliate Liu Hun to vent his frustrations.

Liu Hun suddenly grabbed Lin Fugui by the collar, pulling him over and glaring at Huang Qing, Huang Qiang, and others behind him, “Stand still.

If you dare move, you’ll become beasts.”

Huang Qing, Huang Qiang, and the others had tasted bitterness before; regardless if Liu Hun allowed them to move or not, they wouldn’t dare.

“Ling… Liu Hun!

What are you doing?

So many people are watching!

If you dare lay a finger on me, I’ll… I’ll have you locked up!” Lin Fugui stuttered, genuinely afraid that Liu Hun would punch him, turning his face into a bun.

Liu Hun patted Lin Fugui’s face and said, “Lin Fugui, your face came to be slapped by me today.

Do you believe it or not?” Saying that he let go of Lin Fugui.

Lin Fugui quickly hopped away like a grasshopper, adjusting his collar before saying, “Liu Hun!

If you slap my face today, I’ll take this face and walk out of your Wanbao Village with my head held high!”

“Lin Fugui!

You said it yourself!” Liu Hun threw a cold remark at Lin Fugui and shouted to the surrounding villagers, “Bring it!”

At Liu Hun’s shout, the villagers hurriedly brought over a large scale capable of holding bamboo baskets and placed it under the crooked old locust tree.

“Liu Hun, what does this mean?” Ren Peiling didn’t understand what Liu Hun was up to.

Liu Hun explained to Ren Peiling and Xie Dapeng, “According to the contract, this time our Wanbao Village is supposed to submit twenty thousand kilograms of blueberries.

If we can’t deliver twenty thousand, at least we should submit ten thousand.

If this number is not reached, only then can the township government intervene, right?”

“Could it be your village could produce ten thousand kilograms?” Xie Dapeng suddenly got hopeful; he was eagerly looking forward to Wanbao Village delivering as much as possible.

“Liu Hun!

Go ahead and blow your horn here!

Let’s see if your bragging falls apart and smacks you in the face?

I’ve already figured it out; your village suffered damage on more than half of its area!

What can you possibly deliver?

Cow dung?” Lin Fugui smugly taunted Liu Hun, confident he had done his investigation.

“You’re playing spy with me?

Today, I’ll show you the sky’s height and the earth’s depth!

Weigh it!” Liu Hun shouted, and the villagers began loading the grape baskets harvested in the morning onto the scale.

Ren Peiling and Xie Dapeng stood gazing wide-eyed, watching Qin Yue call out numbers while Du Yueling took notes, both hoping for more than ten thousand kilograms by day’s end.

“Fifteen hundred pounds… sixteen hundred pounds… seventeen hundred pounds…”

Hearing Qin Yue’s clear counting voice, Lin Fugui felt as if his heart was beating on a battlefield, pounding out loud as he asked, “You’re not going to put blueberries on top and stuff something else below, are you?”

“Our Wanbao Village people aren’t as stupid as you think to cut off our own path.

Don’t worry about us.” Liu Hun blocked Lin Fugui with one sentence.

“One thousand nine hundred eighty pounds… one thousand nine hundred ninety pounds… is that it?” Qin Yue, while reporting the numbers, realized there were no more blueberries being weighed.

Liu Hun frowned; this was unexpected for him.

He felt something was not right; they should have exceeded the number.

“Hey!

Tsk tsk!

What do you call this?

Bringing dung into the house, you’re stinkin’ up the place!” Lin Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Earlier, he was nearly scared senseless, but fortunately, the count didn’t go up.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling revived, his cold limbs suddenly able to move again.

“Liu Hun!

Ling Dalian!

So, how does it feel now, standing in front of your Wanbao Village villagers, as well as Manager Xie and Director Ren?” Lin Fugui swaggered over to Liu Hun, feeling genuinely overjoyed.

Qin Yue, Du Yueling, and Fen Ran all felt a weight in their hearts, almost like a hard stone blocking them.

Liu Hun, however, remained silent, pondering what had gone wrong.

Lin Fugui, patting his own face, walked up to Liu Hun and said, “Hey!

I seem to remember someone here said they were going to slap my face.

Liu Hun, your memory’s good; help me remember this!”

Immersed in his thoughts, Liu Hun suddenly glared and shouted, “Mao’er, where are you?”

Right after he shouted, Qin Yue pointed to the distance and yelled, “Look quickly!

Mao’er, Wang Bigfoot, and Cheng Rurong are over there!”

These two shouts complemented each other artfully, drawing everyone’s attention to see Mao’er and Wang Bigfoot pushing several wheelbarrows toward the village entrance.

The villagers at the entrance, seeing their struggle, rushed to help and soon pushed the wheelbarrows to the village entrance.

“Mao’er, where have you been?

Why only come now?” Qin Yue put her hands on her hips, threatening to twist Mao’er’s ear, truly frightened earlier.

Mao’er smirked, dodged like a loach, and shouted, “It’s not my fault!

Who can blame Aunt Qi Shu’s road outside their house for being like a trench?”

“Hun, don’t blame Mao’er for this.

We were worried about the fruit getting damaged, so we thought of several ways to bring them here.” Cheng Rurong also quickly explained.

Liu Hun nodded, noticing Wang Bigfoot was about to speak, quickly intervening, as who knew how long she’d talk for if she started.

He then said to Qin Yue and others, “Weigh it!”

“Twenty-one thousand pounds… twenty-one thousand one hundred pounds… that’s it!

Just twenty-one thousand one hundred pounds!” Qin Yue shouted in exhilaration after finishing the count, then took the record book from Du Yueling and flipping through it, placed it in front of Lin Fugui, mimicking his earlier taunt, “Are you literate?

Know how to read?”

The surrounding villagers burst out laughing at Qin Yue’s imitation of Lin Fugui’s tone.

Xie Dapeng and Ren Peiling were delighted.

In contrast, Lin Fugui looked like his mother’s hearse had overturned, unable to laugh or cry, never expecting that Liu Hun would indeed produce twenty thousand pounds of blueberries.

Lin Fugui pointed at Liu Hun and said, “Alright…

alright!

I’ll concede!

Our paths will cross again when the mountains don’t change and the rivers keep flowing!”

“Want to leave?!

It’s not that easy!

Our Wanbao Village isn’t a place where you can come and go as you please!

Lin Fugui, you let loose; you better take responsibility!” Liu Hun said and walked towards Lin Fugui.

“You…

what do you plan to do?” Lin Fugui was genuinely frightened!

Ever since he saw Liu Hun rescue his two dogs, Huang Qing and Huang Qiang, he knew Liu Hun was not to be trifled with, but his anger and resentment couldn’t be held back.

Unfortunately, instead of venting today, he found himself becoming the target.

Liu Hun found a rope, pulled Lin Fugui over, and quickly tied his hands behind his back, echoing Lin Fugui’s earlier ridicule, “Lin Fugui!

Director Lin!

Lin Face-Slap!

How do you feel now, standing in front of our Wanbao Village villagers and with Manager Xie and Director Ren?”

“Liu Hun!

This is illegal!

I’ll…

I’ll report you!” Lin Fugui was so scared he nearly wet himself, ashamed as Liu Hun echoed his words back to him publicly, his humiliation complete.

“Hey!

Wasn’t there someone who just said if I slapped them today, they’d leave with their face hidden?

Director Lin, you’ve got a good memory; help me remember!” Liu Hun, still echoing Lin Fugui’s words, was relishing the moment like basking in warmth under a cozy quilt during the bitterest winter.

“I don’t know who said that!

It wasn’t me!

Liu Hun, let me go!

Release me!” Lin Fugui shamelessly denied his words, yelling persistently.

As Lin Fugui shouted, Mao’er, at some point, climbed up the locust tree and shouted to Liu Hun, “Big bro Hun!

Bring Lin Fugui over here!”

At Mao’er’s words, Liu Hun pushed Lin Fugui over.

Seizing the moment, Mao’er threw a ragged pair of women’s underwear at Lin Fugui’s head.

Coincidentally, the crotch landed right over Lin Fugui’s face.

“Hahaha…” The onlookers laughed uproariously.

They had never seen anyone with underwear on their head.

Lin Fugui, hands tied, could only curse along with the underwear, and the more he cursed, the harder the laughter grew.

Liu Hun grabbed the rope behind Lin Fugui’s hands and handed it to Huang Qing, saying, “Huang Qing’er, lead your master back the way you came!

He said it himself; he’d leave with his face covered from our Wanbao Village!

Today, you get to be the master!

Go on!”

Huang Qing, who trembled at the sight of Liu Hun, didn’t dare utter a word and promptly dragged the cursing Lin Fugui away from Wanbao Village, followed by resounding laughter.

This time, Wanbao Village produced twenty-one thousand one hundred pounds of blueberries, which turned out to be of the highest quality.

Consequently, Yang Yide offered Wanbao Village a premium price of one hundred yuan per pound.

With this blueberry sale, Wanbao Village profited one million one hundred and eleven thousand yuan.

Although the total profit seemed high, when distributed, each household only received three to five thousand more, with others barely receiving over a thousand.

The remaining nearly half of the villagers only received a few thousand as compensation.

Liu Hun also pocketed fifty thousand through this blueberry sale.

However, Xie Dapeng brought both good and bad news.

The good news was that Yang Yide wanted Wanbao Village to double its blueberry planting area to one hundred mu.

The bad news, privately shared by Xie Dapeng, was that Yang Yide was considering changing the company’s business direction.