Chapter 95: A filial son’s self-strategy
Shopkeeper Feng’s eyes were dark and unclear.
The robber who was holding Gu Dashu with a knife received the signal look from shopkeeper Feng, and with a little force on his hand, the knife pulled Gu Dashua's neck.
“Mom, I’m going to die.”
The warm blood dropped on Gu Dashu’s hand. Gu Dashu thought his throat had been cut and screamed in fear.
Gu Taohua was also trembling with fear. It was Tong Huaqiong who scared her.
My mother is more ruthless than I imagined!
My second brother was cut by a knife, but my mother still didn’t feel distressed.
“Humph.” Tong Huaqiong sneered.
Tong Huaqiong is really not playing psychological warfare for Shopkeeper Feng.
If she had to sacrifice someone, she would rather sacrifice Gu Dashu.
Anyway, she is not Tong Dajia, so there is no psychological pressure.
Tong Huaqiong turned around and left.
This fierceness shocked Shopkeeper Feng.
Can't let her go, his original intention was to get the cake recipe.
Instead of killing people.
However, if Widow Tong doesn’t cherish her son’s life, she should cherish her own life.
He raised his hand and took the lead, blocking Tong Huaqiong's path with a knife.
"What, you want to kill me?" Tong Huaqiong asked.
“I won’t kill you, but I can cut off your hand and scratch your face.” Shopkeeper Feng personally took the knife and made several gestures at Tong Huaqiong’s face.
"Kill me and let my mother go." Gu Dashu howled.
To be honest, Tong Huaqiong was a little touched by Gu Dashu's voice. This son's filial piety was not mixed with any water. She had clearly given up on him just now, but Gu Dashu still performed his duties as a son to her.
But what finally made Tong Huaqiong give up her resistance was not Gu Dashu's howl, but the cruelty she saw in Shopkeeper Feng's eyes.
Shopkeeper Feng will not kill her, but he will destroy her.
At that moment, Shopkeeper Feng really wanted to scratch her face.
Although she was a widowed grandmother and had no chance to break into a marriage with her face, she didn't want to be disfigured.
Face is also very important in business situations. A disfigured face often affects the mood of customers.
“Don’t you just want the cake recipe? Why shout and kill?” Tong Huaqiong said.
Hearing the looseness in Tong Huaqiong's words, shopkeeper Feng sighed. This widow didn't even care about her son's life, but she valued her own face.
"I'll give it to you." Tong Huaqiong said.
When Shopkeeper Feng saw that Tong Huaqiong had softened, he put on a smile and said, "If this had happened, nothing would have happened."
"I don't want to kill everyone."
What Shopkeeper Feng said Saying this, the hand holding the knife did not relax at all.
“I don’t want your other pastry recipes. I want taro paste cakes, chestnut cakes, cookies, and pork floss and scallops.” Shopkeeper Feng said.
These four are the top products of Peach Blossom Dessert, and Tong Huaqiong relied on them to steal the business of Crispy Food Garden.
He didn't believe that after he got the prescription, a roadside stall could compete with the pastry shop that had been standing in Yanguan Town for more than ten years.
What’s more, the Crispy Food Garden has also opened its retail business.
"Put your knife down and I will give it to you." Tong Huaqiong said.
Shopkeeper Feng hesitated.
"You guys, this team of big swordsmen, where do you think I can run?" Tong Huaqiong asked with a sneer.
Shopkeeper Feng smiled and put away the knife, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, handed it to Gu Taohua and said, "Widow Tong, come and read it, and your daughter will write it."
He has already inquired, Gu Taohua Peach Blossom is literate, and the words on the packaging of Peach Blossom Dessert are all written by this girl.
Tong Huaqiong grabbed the pen and paper and said, "Who are you looking down on? My daughter doesn't need to write it, I will."
After that, he wrote down the recipes for the four flagship products.
Shopkeeper Feng got the prescription, squinted his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you really have no reservations about this prescription?"
Tong Huaqiong nodded and said: "You can only trust me now. I don't dare to fool you. My life is in your hands." Shopkeeper Feng smiled, and he naturally believed in this recipe.
He didn’t want Tong Huaqiong’s life, he wanted her to leave the pastry industry in Yanguan Town.
"This recipe is one thing. You also have to ensure that Peach Blossom Dessert will never appear in Yanguan Town again." Shopkeeper Feng said.
"What if I don't guarantee it?" Tong Huaqiong asked.
Shopkeeper Feng made a killing gesture.
"Then I understand." Tong Huaqiong said.
"Then I'll take it as your guarantee." Shopkeeper Feng said.
Actually, he doesn't care whether Tong Huaqiong guarantees it or not. If he can get the prescription this time, he will be able to drive Peach Blossom Dessert out.
I heard that Peach Blossom Dessert is going to open a shop. Let’s open it in my dream.
The sky was gradually shrouded in darkness, and Shopkeeper Feng, who had obtained the prescription, left with his men.
Tong Huaqiong's legs and feet were a little weak.
It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid. The feeling of the knife against my neck is unpleasant anyway.
The reason why she didn't give in to Shopkeeper Feng was all because of her strength. She was also showing off to Shopkeeper Feng. Threatening her with her family members didn't work.
In the future, she will not only open a shop in Yanguan Town, but also go to Pingchuan County, Fucheng and even Shengjing. Today’s situation is just a drill. She doesn’t want one day when the whole Gu family will be competed. The food was served in a pot.
"Mom." Gu Taohua helped Tong Huaqiong up.
Her legs and feet are also a little weak.
Gu Dashu collapsed on the ground, the wound on his neck was bleeding. Fortunately, the wound was not deep.
Gu Dashu couldn't see the condition of the wound on his neck. He could only feel the blood dripping down drop by drop, and his face turned pale with fright. He really thought he was going to die.
"Mom, am I going to die?" Gu Dashu said while lying on the ground.
"Mom, these days you always say that I am too lazy to work, and you don't like me at all times. I don't blame you at all for wanting to abandon me just now. If I die, just let Yue'e remarry, and just help me take care of Yaozu. "
Gu Dashu shed tears as he spoke.
He was still very sad when his mother didn't do anything when someone pressed her neck.
But he really doesn’t blame his mother, not at all.
He felt that he was too badass in the past. If he could stand up, his mother would not have to go to town to sell cakes, nor would she get into trouble with the pastry garden, and thus she would not be the one being raped today. Threatening with a knife.
To put it bluntly, it was all his own doing.
As a filial son in ancient times, Gu Dashu began to conquer his own country.
Thinking about not being able to be filial to my mother anymore, my heart ached and I started to cry.
"Great Heat, why are you howling? You can't die. The wound on your neck is not as deep as a hole made by rainwater in the mud." Tong Huaqiong said.
Seeing that there was no complaint in Gu Dashu's eyes, Tong Huaqiong felt a little sad.
But she really felt a little bit of motherly love for her son.
"Second brother, your neck is really a small wound. You can't die." Gu Taohua took out a handkerchief and held down the wound.
"Daxia, don't think that Mom doesn't care about you. The reason why Mom did that was because she bet with Shopkeeper Feng. If Shopkeeper Feng really deals with you, I will definitely take out the recipe." Tong Huaqiong told Gu Daxia said.
Although there is some PUA content, there is nothing we can do about it.
It is impossible for Tong Huaqiong to break up with Gu Dashu, so she can only try her best to play the role of a loving mother.
"Mom, I know."
No matter whether Tong Huaqiong believes it or not, Gu Daxia believes it anyway.
"Your wound is fine. I'll put some medicine on you when I get home to make sure it will scab overnight." Tong Huaqiong said.
Fortunately, Tong Huaqiong asked Maner to take out the anti-inflammatory medicine from the space.
She was really afraid that in this era of poor medical conditions, Gu Dashu would die of tetanus from a small wound.
Who knows what that knife cut? It's possible that humans and animals are killing each other.
She doesn’t want Gu Dashu to die. This son can still be of great use.
As soon as Gu Dashu heard that he could not die, Gulu got up from the ground and asked Tong Huaqiong with a worried look: "Mom, did you just give that recipe to Shopkeeper Feng like that?"
(This chapter End)