Chapter 143: Chapter 140: An: I’m Just Here to Watch the Show

It’s no wonder they can leisurely do business here. The entire Taohua Lane area has their people standing guard. If there’s any sign of trouble, they can shut the door and escape through the underground passage into the woods to safety.

No wonder they’re so fearless.

As soon as Jiang Mingyue got close, Ao Ao rushed over like seeing family, rubbing against her, “Woo woo, baby feels wronged.”

Perhaps due to raising Lightning these past two months, Jiang Mingyue has become increasingly attuned to Ao Ao’s inner feelings.

He really feels wronged!

Jiang Mingyue pulled out two live chickens from her basket to compensate it.

“Woo woo!” Still feeling wronged.

Jiang Mingyue rubbed its head, “Alright, I’ve been tied up with things at home lately. I’m not abandoning you, I promise I’ll visit you often in the future.”

Watching his sister seriously explaining to a big dog, Jiang Ming’an couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

However, recalling the Lightning from the previous life, Jiang Ming’an found it unsurprising—his sister’s love for animals always makes him feel a bit jealous.

After rubbing for a while, Ao Ao seemed to notice the stranger she’d brought, and suddenly bared its teeth, ready to pounce.

“Ao Ao” Jiang Mingyue uttered a commanding tone that made the large dog, poised to attack a newcomer, retract its claws mid-air, looking bewildered—it absolutely is a silly dog.

Jiang Ming’an became interested; as for being afraid… Heh, there’s no animal he can’t tame, considering his money power.

Next moment, a big meat bun appeared in front of the big dog—a meat bun! One of the top three most tempting foods of this era. Yet, soon enough, Jiang Ming’an was embarrassingly refuted.

Seeing Ao Ao “snort,” turning away with a cold face, leaving only its tail facing him, without even a wag, just hanging there!

“Huh? Silly dog, meat bun, can’t you smell the fragrance?”

Jiang Mingyue: “…” Trying hard to prove oneself… Who’s the real silly dog here?

A group of people alongside Pan Zhoucong, hearing the commotion in the courtyard, rushed out like rabbits.

Pan Zhoucong at center stage, Da Qiang on the left, Uncle Mute on the right, their faces different, yet wearing the same eager joy mixed with grievance.

Jiang Mingyue: “…” Don’t make it like she’s that kind of unfaithful person from the future who won’t visit their side relationship for months—she isn’t, she hasn’t!

“Ahem… Hey, Pan, something came up at home lately. Good thing you’re still here.”

The words… Pan Zhoucong’s expectant expression was choked by this ambiguous remark, restraining his overflowing longing… Ahem, yes, longing.

“By the way, who’s this?”

Before Jiang Mingyue could introduce him, Jiang Ming’an extended a friendly hand: “Just call me Fourteen. I’m Yue’er’s big brother.”

Fourteen? Are there that many children in the family?

Jiang Mingyue was distressed by her brother’s bold move: I’m Shi Wu, you’re Fourteen. Standing together, people will easily make connections, brother.

Though her brother’s actions never worry her, apart from not having a partner.

“So it’s Brother Fourteen! Nice to meet you! I’m Pan Zhoucong, and this is Uncle Mute, whom I deeply respect, and this is my buddy, Da Qiang.”

Except for one full name, it was all vague, as he’s curious about Uncle Mute’s real background.

“Come in, let’s sit down and talk.”

After some testing, this Fourteen quickly became sworn brothers with Mr. Pan. The two even entered a separate room to discuss a business deal, which Jiang Mingyue couldn’t figure out.

During this time, Jiang Mingyue handed the delayed Golden Throat to Uncle Mute, whose sign language thanked her while she graciously waved it away.

Feeling neglected, Da Qiang drooped his shoulders and sighed: People are worse than dogs! Ao Ao was more pampered than him!

The room door opened from inside, two elegant gentlemen walked out, their elite aura stunned Jiang Mingyue for a moment, reminding her of a business club her brother often visited in a previous life, albeit minus the bodyguards, assistants, and legal advisors.

“Come on, Brother Fourteen, we should meet often. I feel a sudden closeness like we’ve known each other for years, your sibling is indeed just as excellent.”

“No, no, no, Pan is the true excellent one, I’m just here to worship.”

This intense mutual lauding in business!

“Ahem… Pan, still need food?”

Pan Zhoucong sat up straight: How could he not want? He dreams of Mr. Jiang delivering food; selling grains these days has been incredibly tough. His old clients have been complaining about his declining capability—god knows how frustrated he feels.

But he’d never show it.

“If Mr. Jiang brings food, of course we want it.”

This sounded like he was helping too.

Jiang Ming’an grinned widely: “Yueyue, if you have food, why didn’t you say earlier? I could help connect you with some big buyers.”

With these words, Pan Zhoucong’s brow twitched, understanding Brother Fourteen was backing his sister.

Pan Zhoucong felt bitter! His intense emotional restraint was merely… just the usual buyer-seller negotiation—but his prices are always fair, never short on weight. He just likes to control things, that’s all! Fine!

“Ahem… Don’t be, Brother Fourteen. I’ve had a pleasant cooperation with Mr. Jiang, everything goes smoothly. No matter what Mr. Jiang can bring me, I can swallow it, and the price is definitely fair.”

Jiang Ming’an rocked his foot arrogantly, quite adept at manipulating the situation.

“Pan, let’s stick to our roles, business is business. What I said was factual. Nevertheless, I trust Pan, as long as Pan is fair, my sister is a nostalgic person who’ll be too lazy to fuss over things. Otherwise, I don’t mind running more errands as her brother.”

Listen… listen, just moments ago they were like brothers, and now subtly threatening each other. But Pan Zhoucong, being who he is, understands well that the brother protects his sister, fearing she’d lose out. This valuing family ties even more drew Pan Zhoucong’s interest—he firmly decided to keep Brother Fourteen.

“Of course, absolutely fair.”

Jiang Mingyue watched the smoke between the two men rise quickly and disappear promptly, feeling rather confused.

But once it cleared, she reported the food quantities without further ado.

“50,000 pounds of rice, 40,000 pounds of sweet potatoes, 160,000 pounds of cornmeal, 3,000 pounds of brown sugar, 3,000 pounds of white sugar.”

“That’s it?”

“That’s all for the grain.”

Pan Zhoucong felt like crying and reminded, “Mr. Jiang, what about wheat flour? Or potatoes? Or the last batch of jam? And the chickens and rabbits? Yes, the chickens and rabbits.”

Recalling that chickens and rabbits always brought him huge profits, Pan Zhoucong reckoned the food side could be less, as long as there’s more meat, considering two months inventory, Mr. Jiang should surprise him greatly.

“Wheat flour? None! Potatoes? Didn’t grow! Jam? None!” The second batch of fruits still green on the treetops.

“Chickens and rabbits? Sorry! The place I used to buy from got hit by a chicken plague, none available; rabbits got affected too, can’t purchase.”

Jiang Ming’an, sipping tea, died laughing: Surely, his Yueyue knows how to frustrate people, too excellent!

Chicken plague?

At this, not only Pan Zhoucong but even the Du Shouqiang widened their mouths, showing a bitter expression.

Wanting to cry but lacking the tears!

“Ahem… Pan, though there’s no chicken or rabbit supply, I’ve brought some fish over. Small ones weighing over a pound, bigger ones weighing five to six pounds, in considerable amounts.”

“Huh?” This sudden blessing was indeed surprising, yet it could be overwhelming: Mr. Jiang, couldn’t you mention it all at once?

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