Old Tang's words made Li Chuan feel a sense of dread.
Li Chuan hurriedly interjected, "Old Tang, you mustn't believe this bumpkin! Just look at him; he's obviously from the countryside!"
"Not a single word out of his mouth is true! You absolutely can't trust him! What if he's a fraud?"
But Old Tang's next words completely shattered Li Chuan's last shred of hope.
"Hmph. What gives you the right to run your mouth in my presence?"
"There are so things you will never understand, so stop interrupting. If you butt in again, don't bla for having you thrown out!"
After saying this, Old Tang imdiately turned back to Liu Ergou, his expression instantly switching to a warm smile. The speed of his face-change would put a Sichuan opera perforr to sha.
"Young man, may I ask how you learned to make this Hundred Grass Sachet? The craft has been lost for over a hundred years. I thought no one knew how to make them anymore!"
Liu Ergou looked at Old Tang, not responding imdiately, as if he were worried about sothing.
Of course, Old Tang noticed Liu Ergou's hesitation. "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person," he said imdiately. "I am a senior consultant at Baozhi Hall—the only senior consultant in the entire organization!"
Hearing Old Tang say this, Liu Ergou raised his eyebrows in surprise. I didn't expect to run into an "acquaintance" here! What a surprise.
"Making this sachet is a family tradition," Liu Ergou replied.
At these words, Old Tang's eyes lit up. "Ah, so that's how it is!" he said excitedly. "In that case, young man, would you be willing to sell the thod for making the sachet? Rest assured, money is no object!"
"I..." Before he could be tempted, Liu Ergou flatly refused Old Tang. "I'm sorry, but I can't sell the thod for making the sachet. It's a family rule, and I have to abide by it."
Hearing this, a look of disappointnt washed over Old Tang's face. If only I could acquire the thod for making the Hundred Grass Sachet... I could use it to elevate Baozhi Hall to a whole new level. An imnse fortune is practically within my grasp! Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveI~Fire
Li Chuan, standing to the side, had been listening to the conversation between Liu Ergou and Old Tang, his head spinning. What is going on? How did Old Tang suddenly start speaking to this country bumpkin with such a tone? This is unacceptable! I'm supposed to be the star of this birthday banquet, aren't I? Why has everything turned out like this?
At this thought, Li Chuan could no longer contain himself. Ignoring Old Tang's earlier warning, he pointed at Liu Ergou and began to curse furiously.
"Fuck you, you country bumpkin! Don't think your little tricks can fool everyone. You might fool them, but you can't fool ! Spill your secrets right now, or don't bla for what happens next!"
As he spoke, Li Chuan rolled up his sleeves and moved to attack Liu Ergou. But when it ca to fighting, Liu Ergou had never been afraid of anyone.
Seeing Li Chuan charge straight for him, Liu Ergou deftly dodged aside and smacked him hard on the back. The blow sent Li Chuan sprawling, landing him face-first in the dirt.
The comical scene made many onlookers burst out laughing. However, two people's faces were as black as ink. One, of course, was Old Tang. The other was Fu Ya's father.
Old Tang looked at Li Chuan coldly. "Very good," he said in a chilly voice. "The younger generation truly has no respect for their elders. Even though I'm just a company consultant, dealing with you is still a piece of cake!"
Fu Ya's father, however, simply shook his head in disappointnt. He had actually thought highly of Li Chuan and hoped the young man might marry his daughter, but he never expected him to behave with such a lack of propriety.
Helpless, Fu Ya's father called out, "Security!"
Two security guards imdiately ran over. Fu Ya's father simply waved a hand toward Li Chuan. The guards understood at once, grabbing Li Chuan and dragging him out.
As he was being dragged away, Li Chuan was still shouting, "You can't believe this bumpkin! He's obviously a fake! He has to be a fake!"
The incessant shouting made Fu Ya's father cover his face in sha. I must have been blind to think so highly of such a person. It seems it's ti to put a stop to so of the Li family's business dealings. With that thought, Fu Ya's father made a phone call.
Old Tang, anwhile, turned to Liu Ergou with great excitent. "Oh, my young friend! Since you can make the Hundred Grass Sachet, your family must co from a line of traditional dicine practitioners! What do you say we find so ti to discuss this? In my opinion, there's no ti like the present. Let's talk today!"
With that, Old Tang started to pull Liu Ergou away.
Fu Ya, who was standing nearby, quickly stopped him. "No, Grandpa Tang, how could you!" she said, pouting with dissatisfaction. "Today is my birthday! How can you take my guest away? That's just too much!"
Rebuked by Fu Ya, Old Tang realized his gaffe and laughed heartily. "Oh, my apologies! I completely forgot!"
But then, as if coming to a realization, Old Tang glanced between Liu Ergou and Fu Ya with a thoughtful expression. He then shot Fu Ya's father a aningful look. Seeing the glance, Fu Ya's father's eyes lit up in understanding. The two of them then excused themselves and left.
The mont they left, Liu Ergou instantly beca the center of attention. Young and old alike, guests began eagerly crowding around him, wine glasses in hand.
"Well now, what a talented young man!"
"Indeed! And what should we call you?"
"I'm from the town's heavy industry group, young man. Let's get acquainted!"
Seeing the crowd surging toward him, Liu Ergou felt overwheld, and his scalp went numb. He couldn't help but take several steps back.
Fu Ya, on the other hand, was thrilled. These are all opportunities for Liu Ergou! If he can seize them, he won't have to be stuck in that small village anymore. To say it's a teoric rise would be no exaggeration!
Fu Ya gently tugged on Liu Ergou's sleeve. "Ergou," she whispered, "these are all opportunities. Everyone at my birthday party is soone important. You should hurry up and get to know them!"
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