The little doctor in the farmhouse: the sweet pet of the general

Chapter 273 The Conspiracy of the Medicine Vendor
The so-called what can be tolerated by scholars cannot be tolerated.

Watching my shopkeeper being slandered indiscriminately by so many people.

Even if Jiang Beibei wasn't annoyed, Jiang Cheng couldn't bear it.

Isn't it true that the master humiliated the minister and died?
Jiang Cheng pushed aside the people who stood in front of him, and squeezed in front of Fenglian's eyes. Just when she wanted to laugh, he yelled, "You fart!"

The voice was so loud that it overwhelmed everyone, and Feng Lian's heart twitched in fright.

However, seeing that the person who came was Jiang Cheng, there was nothing to be concerned about.

Feng Lian smiled contemptuously: "So it's you, why don't you stay with your master well, what kind of arrogance do you come to me for?"

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth with a dark face, and pointed at Feng Lian: "You are not my shopkeeper's apprentice at all, why do you spread rumors to slander my shopkeeper?"

Feng Lian looked around, fearing that Jiang Beibei would come with Jiang Cheng, but she didn't find her, so she felt relieved and curled her lips: "If you say no, you won't? You can still represent Jiang Beibei." ?”

As she said that, without giving Jiang Cheng any chance to refute, she began to show misery to everyone again: "Everyone, young and old, have you all seen it?"

"Until now, Jiang Beibei is unwilling to let me go, and even finds a dog to come to my teahouse to make trouble."

"You all commented, I just want everyone to eat delicious medicinal food, what did I do wrong?"

Everyone's emotions were also ignited at this moment, they all stared at Jiang Cheng and pointed.

"Do you still have humanity? Can't you leave a way for others to survive?"

"Besides, the shopkeeper of Renjiafeng is also Jiang Beibei's apprentice, so don't you even remember the relationship between master and apprentice?"

"Jiang Beibei is too inhuman, isn't he, even his apprentice can be so cruel?"

"No...you were all misled by Fenglian..."

Jiang Cheng had never faced a situation that was criticized by thousands of people before, and he immediately panicked.

No matter how he explains, he can't say what everyone says.

He could only stare at Fenglian angrily, his face became more and more anxious, and he seemed very at a loss.

Seeing this, Jiang Beibei also knew that she couldn't continue watching the show.

Sighing, he also squeezed out of the crowd.

She looked at Feng Lian with teasing eyes: "It doesn't matter if she sells medicinal diet, but if you sell medicinal diet in my name, if you don't tell me, the protagonist, it's your fault."

The cold voice had an undeniable taste, like a silver needle, piercing through all kinds of words into Feng Lian's ear, and her heart trembled.

when did she come !

Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of her, Feng Lian became nervous for no reason, and the words that she claimed to be Jiang Beibei's apprentice before were stuck in her mouth and could not be said.

What else can I say?
Now that the righteous masters are here, if you put it this way, isn't it just to put your face on someone and beat them up?

Feng Lian smiled dryly, much calmer than before: "Jiang...Jiang Beibei, why are you here?"

Jiang Beibei squinted at her, intending to test her: "If I don't come, why don't you continue to use my name to bluff and deceive?"

"Let this group of people who don't know anything slander me indiscriminately behind my back for no reason?"

These words caused the people who stopped to watch, their faces turned green and then pale, and they felt embarrassed in their hearts.

It feels like you are swearing secretly behind your back, so that you can't die to be heard by the Lord, and you panic.

In a short while, the huge crowd of people who were still surrounded turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Only Fenglian's family was left looking angrily at Jiang Beibei who looked calm, with fire in their eyes.

"Everyone, Jiang Beibei, cooks medicinal meals. There is no rule that the medicinal meals must belong to you, right?"

These words are obviously playing a scoundrel, but there is really nothing to do with Fenglian.

Unless there is strong evidence to prove that Fenglian's medicinal diet was copied from Jiang Beibei.

Otherwise, even if the taste is roughly the same, even if it is the same, others can't say anything.

This is also the reason why Fenglian dared to play a rogue, but it was more of an inexplicable confidence.

Otherwise, I would not be able to say these words: "Jiang Beibei, I would like to advise you, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. If you stop customers in front of my teahouse, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Done.

Fenglian also gave Jiang Beibei a stern look.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng was furious, and he went up to ask her to argue, but was stopped by Jiang Beibei, who dragged her away forcefully.

"Shopkeeper, what are you stopping me for?"

Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Beibei suspiciously: "Could it be that you just let that shameless Feng Lian act like a scoundrel? It's obvious that her teahouse is copying us."

Jiang Beibei smiled: "What can you do if you know? Is there any evidence to prove it?"

Jiang Cheng immediately lost his temper when he said this, and said in a dazed tone, "Then... what should I do then?"

"Go back first, find out the situation before making a decision."

Jiang Beibei looked contemplative, walked back, and said: "Fenglian dares to play a rascal like this, which proves that she must have a backer behind her. We must first find out who this backer is before we can respond accordingly."

Soon, Jiang Beibei inquired about the situation from the mouths of everyone in the teahouse.

It was the information provided by an old aunt: "I have seen a young man these days, coming and going in and out of Fenglian's teahouse, the shopkeeper, do you think that young man is the person behind Fenglian? To communicate with her?"

Jiang Beibei nodded, already thinking about it.

The little guy who is inseparable should be a medicine merchant who is blinded by profit.

(End of this chapter)