The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 86 - 86 86 Serves You Right

86: Chapter 86 Serves You Right 86: Chapter 86 Serves You Right “Liu Hun noticed Ying Nanhong’s worry and comforted her, ‘Nanhong, don’t worry.

We really need to take a big bite out of this!

If we don’t break the skin, how would we know what’s inside?’

After saying that, Liu Hun called over Mao’er, who had been running errands by his side, and whispered to him for a while.

‘Got it!

Don’t worry, Brother Hun!

I’ll make sure everything’s in order!’ Mao’er said and then left the Keyunlai restaurant, following Jia Qingmao.

In less than the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, Mao’er came back huffing and puffing, chugged down a large bowl of water Ying Nanhong handed him, and finally caught his breath after a loud burp.

‘Mao’er, what’s the situation?’ Liu Hun asked as soon as he saw Mao’er catch his breath.

Mao’er scratched his head and smiled, ‘Brother Hun, it’s not looking too good.’

‘It’s okay, just tell me everything,’ Liu Hun reassured Mao’er, encouraging him to speak freely.

‘I followed the guy around and later saw him go to this place called…’ Mao’er pondered for a moment, looking at the sky, then remembered, ‘Oh yeah!

Hongyun Teahouse, and I just followed him in.

Then I saw him meet with another man.

He said something about…

He…

Gao…

Something Gaowang…

the job was done…

something about rotten root trees…

and there was a sentence about that kid being a fool who came to give us money…

I wanted to keep listening, but I got kicked out by someone in the teahouse.’

‘Heh heh…

Brother Hun, was the fool he mentioned you?’ Mao’er scratched his head and asked Liu Hun, genuinely worried Liu Hun might hit him.

Before Liu Hun could speak, Ying Nanhong angrily bit her lip and said, ‘This is indeed a deep pit!

Fortunately, we found out beforehand!

No way!

We can’t buy these rotten-root tea trees!

We must confront them and demand an explanation!’ She was both embarrassed and furious, stomping her foot, causing her chest to shake a few times.

She feared her image had been damaged in Liu Hun’s eyes.

‘No way!’ Liu Hun said as he pulled Ying Nanhong to his side, ‘Nanhong!

Wait a minute!

We can’t handle this matter that way.

I already dealt with He Gaowang before, and I didn’t expect him to pull this trick on me.

Today, we’ll teach him a good lesson.’

Saying this, Liu Hun laughed heartily, patted Maoer’s head, and said, ‘Mao’er!

Do I look like a fool?’

‘Of course not!

I think that Jia guy looks more like a fool!’ Mao’er answered quickly and decisively.

‘Then we’ll make that Jia guy and He Gaowang the real fools this time!

Let’s make this title stick!

Not only will they foolishly hand over the money to us, but they’ll also deliver these tea trees as well!

And I won’t give a single penny!’ Liu Hun said with a smile to Ying Nanhong and Mao’er.

Two days later, Jia Qingmao arrived at Wanbao Village with the tea trees as agreed.

Liu Hun could smell the aroma of tea leaves from afar, coming from the tea trees wrapped in black plastic bags.

If he hadn’t known earlier that these tea trees had rotten roots, he would have thought he’d struck a great bargain.

Previously, Liu Hun had been worried about where to get half a million, knowing full well that the vast majority of villagers wouldn’t want to spend a dime.

They wanted to benefit without contributing anything.

But now, after figuring out Jia Qingmao’s plan, he wasn’t worried about the money anymore.

‘Xiaoguan, look at my ancient tea trees.

Once planted, they’ll produce tea in the first season!

As we agreed…’ Jia Qingmao laughed and rubbed his fingers together, unmistakably signaling that it was time to pay up.

‘Boss Jia, come over here, let’s get a closer look to see each other more clearly, right?’ Liu Hun gestured Jia Qingmao to come closer.

Jia Qingmao laughed and walked over to Liu Hun, ‘Look at you, it’s not like we’re fine young ladies needing such scrutiny, is it?’

Suddenly, Liu Hun grabbed Jia Qingmao, pulled him close, and pressed his head against the tea tree, ‘Jia, you dare to play tricks on me?

Open your damn eyes and look carefully!’ he said, then ripped open the black plastic bag on the old tea tree roots, exposing the rotten roots instantly.

‘You…

you could have said it nicely!

A few bad seeds here and there are normal, right?

Why go hands-on?’ Jia Qingmao stiffly retorted.

‘Still not crying until you see the coffin, and still putting on a show?’ Liu Hun said, dragging Jia Qingmao to examine all the tea tree roots, none of which were good.

Liu Hun then pressed Jia Qingmao’s head back onto the tea tree root, ‘Jia, now tell me what you’re up to!’

‘What…

what am I up to…

I don’t know what I’m up to.

Let me go!

Guan, what you’re doing is assault!

That’s illegal!

I…

I can report you!’ Jia Qingmao struggled like a trapped rat, nothing but whining and wriggling.

‘Alright!’ Liu Hun nodded, releasing Jia Qingmao’s head, but as soon as Jia Qingmao raised his head, there was a sudden ‘smack!’ and his head was once again slammed against the tree root, ringing like a bell.

‘Fraud!

Jia Qingmao, say it with me—fraud!’ Liu Hun commanded.

‘You bastard!

You really think I’m a sick cat because the tiger hasn’t roared!

Fraud, my ass!’ Jia Qingmao bluffed, trying to appear tough, but couldn’t get up, and as he attempted to kick at Liu Hun, Liu Hun kicked his knee, making him howl like a cat on a hot plate.

Liu Hun immediately let go of Jia Qingmao’s head, and as soon as Jia Qingmao instinctively raised it, Liu Hun forcefully pressed it back onto the tree root with a ‘smack!’ saying, ‘Fraud!

Jia Qingmao, you little punk, say it again—fraud!’

Jia Qingmao finally understood Liu Hun’s tactics, his head hurt, feeling like a numb block attached to his neck, with no intention of resisting.

He immediately admitted, ‘Fraud!

Fraud!’

Just as Liu Hun finished dealing with Jia Qingmao, Mao’er arrived with a group of women, ready to plant the tea trees.

‘What’s going on here?

Why is this person lying on the ground like that?’ Qin Yue immediately spotted Jia Qingmao, who looked like a pile of mud, not understanding what was happening.

‘Liu Hun, all these tree roots are rotten, how can we plant them?’ Du Yueling immediately focused on the tea trees on the truck, having caught the strong scent of tea.

Liu Hun didn’t explain much, only instructing Du Yueling and the others, ‘Put the plastic bags back on these tree roots and move all of them to Cheng Rurong’s backyard hill, and wait for me to come back to deal with them.

Also!

Make sure not to let word of this get out!’

The women always listened to Liu Hun without question and immediately called for the villagers to start working as instructed.

Meanwhile, Liu Hun took a rotten-root tea tree, along with Jia Qingmao and Mao’er, back to town.

Outside the Hongyun Teahouse, a crowd of villagers had gathered, eager to see what was happening.

‘Hey!

What’s going on?

Who threw a tea tree here?

Aren’t these rotten roots?

Why throw it in front of the teahouse?’

‘I had a feeling something was off.

I heard that a few days ago, Liu Hun from Wanbao Village made a big deal at the Keyunlai restaurant, spending half a million on a batch of ancient tea trees.

I figured something was bound to go wrong, and here it is!’

‘I heard too, that batch of tea trees all had rotten roots!

And they came from this Hongyun Teahouse!

Don’t ask me how I know, I saw it with my own eyes that night!’

‘…’

‘Bring out your boss!’ Liu Hun kicked Jia Qingmao hard on the butt, ordering.

Embarrassed, Jia Qingmao called out a few times toward the teahouse, and soon, He Gaowang sauntered down slowly, fanning himself leisurely.

‘Oh!

Isn’t this Wanbao Village’s Hun?

Why do you have time to come to my place today?

Such a spectacle, are you here to stir up trouble?’ He Gaowang smirked, nonchalant and unfazed.

Liu Hun glared at He Gaowang coldly, ‘He Gaowang, you’re really sitting there as if you’re a stable Buddha, aren’t you?

Do you recognize this person?

How about this thing?’

‘Boss He!

Brother He!

It’s me!

You have to save me!

They found out about the rotten trees we sold!’ Jia Qingmao said bitterly to He Gaowang, desperately trying to avoid more of Liu Hun’s torment.

Upon hearing Jia Qingmao’s words, He Gaowang swore internally at him for being an idiot and realized he couldn’t lie his way out of this one, angrily shouting, ‘You dumbass!

Shut your mouth!’ Then he turned to Liu Hun, still fanning himself, ‘Hun, I’ll tell you straight!

This man is with me, and all the neighbors know it, so I can’t deny that!

But this stuff isn’t mine!’

‘Not yours?’ Liu Hun questioned He Gaowang.

‘Is it mine?’ He Gaowang mimicked Liu Hun’s tone and stance in a mocking manner, then shamelessly added, ‘If you think it’s mine, why don’t you ask it?

See what it says, if it claims to be mine, I admit it!’

‘Hey!

Look at this!

Isn’t this nonsense?

What a statement, this tea tree can’t talk, can it?

Wouldn’t that make it a spirit?!

See how He Gaowang is acting, so brazen that he’s probably leaking arrogance!’

‘He Gaowang playing these filthy tricks is nothing new!

He relies on his connections with the cooperative director, dealing in all sorts of junk, I’ve been burned by him once.’

‘Jia Qingmao already confessed, how does he still have the gall to deny it?

Is Jia Qingmao’s confession nothing but hot air?

Doesn’t he mind if it splatters on his face?’

‘…’

Ignoring the villagers’ criticisms, He Gaowang looked as if he couldn’t care less, wearing a “I’m a rascal, so what?” expression.

He arrogantly said to Liu Hun, ‘Hun!

That’s all I have to say, what are you gonna do about it?’

‘Get out of the way!’ Liu Hun said, kicking Jia Qingmao aside, then snapped a thick branch off the tea tree and brandished it in his hand.

While the surrounding people were still puzzled over Liu Hun’s intentions, suddenly there was a clear ‘smack!’ and everyone froze in place!

Liu Hun had just struck He Gaowang with the branch.