Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 289 - 289 289 Selling Wheelchairs to Buy Vinegar (9)_1

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Selling Wheelchairs to Buy Vinegar (9)_1 Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Selling Wheelchairs to Buy Vinegar (9)_1 But Lin Yuan had already become immune to her mockery, treating her words as nothing but a compliment.

“Oh, it’s the second daughter of the Jin family.” Lin Yuan smiled harmlessly, which infuriated Jin Lingling to the point where her teeth itched.

She hated Lin Yuan’s attitude for appearing unbothered by anything, just like that high and cold Jin Yuyu from her family—they were no different.

Just as Jin Lingling couldn’t help but want to erupt in anger, Hong Mei suddenly tugged at her sleeve and whispered something into her ear.

Jin Lingling managed to suppress her fury and turned towards the vinegar crocks on the counter, smiling at Lin Yuan, “Didn’t you make quite a bit of silver from our Jin family?

How come you’re only buying two pounds of rice vinegar?”

She was referring to the mooncakes from before.

It seemed Jin Lingling knew that Lin Yuan had been to the Jin family’s place that day to deliver mooncakes to the grandmother.

“Yes, I did earn quite some silver, but I can’t afford your shop’s expensive vinegar with that little money,” Lin Yuan said innocently, shrugging her shoulders and kicking the ball back to Jin Lingling.

Jin Lingling’s face couldn’t hold the pretense any longer.

She had heard everything clearly just now.

Although she loathed Lin Yuan, this issue was, frankly, her own fault.

She glared at the young lad who was serving Lin Yuan vinegar and said, “Butler Li has already mentioned it just now.

We are willing to give you back the silver, and as for this vinegar, consider it a gift.

After all, we were at fault.

What do you say?”

Lin Yuan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The meaning behind the words coming from Butler Li and Jin Lingling was certainly different.

Butler Li, after all, was a servant; he would avoid causing trouble for the boss if possible and would think of ways to defuse any that arose.

However, for Jin Lingling to say this surprised her.

Given Jin Lingling’s temperament, she wasn’t one to apologize easily.

Plus, Lin Yuan was well aware of how much Jin Lingling despised her.

She didn’t believe Jin Lingling had suddenly changed and let go of their past grievances.

There must be a demon behind abnormal behavior.

Lin Yuan glanced at the vinegar crock and arched an eyebrow, “This vinegar, it wouldn’t be poisoned, would it?”

Jin Lingling was taken aback, and then her teeth itched with hatred.

Even as Hong Mei clutched her sleeve tightly, she couldn’t help but explode in rage, “You lowly country bumpkin!

Don’t falsely accuse me!”

Seeing her anger, Lin Yuan felt a bit more balanced inside and heaved a sigh of relief, “Hmm, judging by your reaction, it seems the vinegar isn’t poisoned.

Miss Jin, why get so agitated?

It was just a joke, calm down, calm down.”

Jin Lingling bit her lip hard.

If it weren’t for remembering what she had instructed to Hong Mei earlier, she might have truly lost control and called the shop’s workers to beat this annoying, wretched village girl until she was down for the count.

Having retrieved her silver tael from the young lad and received an extra pound of rice vinegar personally from Butler Li, Lin Yuan finally left, contented with her vinegar crock.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to offer a teasing smile, waving at Jin Lingling with mock reluctance, “Miss Jin, you entertain guests so warmly.

I’ll be sure to visit often, goodbye.”

Jin Lingling, infuriated, punched the counter and, turning to the worker who had caused the trouble, coldly huffed, “Get rid of him!”

Butler Li bowed and scraped, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly dragged the young lad to the back room to strip off the Jin Ji Vinegar Workshop uniform he was wearing.

Thank goodness, he thought; Miss Jin hadn’t taken out her anger on him, otherwise, he’d have to roll up his mat and flee, too.

As soon as Lin Yuan had exited, she casually tossed the vinegar crock from her hands to the street corner, finding the subpar vinegar a burden to take back home.

This scene was coincidentally witnessed by Jin Lingling, who had come out in dissatisfaction.

Her anger boiled up even more, nearly inflaming her entire being.

“Hong Mei!

Find someone, find someone to deal with her…” she hissed into Hong Mei’s ear, the malicious glint in her eyes lingering long after.

Hong Mei, terrified and with legs going soft, timidly called out, “Miss, is this…

is this really okay?”

Jin Lingling smacked Hong Mei’s face with a slap, her headpiece quivering, almost on the verge of falling off, “You wretched girl!

Are you not taking my orders now?”

Hong Mei, holding her reddened cheek, hurriedly bowed and agreed.

If they weren’t outdoors, she might have knelt down and kowtowed to Jin Lingling to beg for forgiveness.

With Hong Mei’s assurance, Jin Lingling watched Lin Yuan’s fading figure and muttered coldly, “Village girl, don’t blame my ruthlessness, you brought this upon yourself!”