"Joke! Where is the solid evidence?" Song Che walked towards the bearded man and the shrew step by step, and asked loudly:
"Where is the witness? Where is the physical evidence? Just because of her bad mouth, is the evidence conclusive? Then I can also say that she framed me and deliberately smeared my business and defrauded me of money. Shouldn't you also arrest her? stand up?"
The bearded man was forced to retreat by Song Che's repeated questioning, and was unable to reply for a moment.
The shrew simply acted crazy again, lying on the ground and crying loudly: "Oh, it's unreasonable. You have harmed people and you still don't admit it. I won't live anymore, I won't live anymore!"
Song Che said coldly: "Don't say that you are dead, even if you want to die now, how much money will our business lose after you make such a fuss? Today I have to disclose and resolve this matter in front of the public. , use the good as proof for my pearly white jade paste!”
"You are obviously a big shop bully, bullying us people just because you have money!"
"Yes, yes, if there wasn't something wrong with your white jade ointment, how could she have so many abscesses on her face?"
The few in the crowd began to chatter again.
Song Che stared at those people and said, "Don't try to fool the public by 'changing your ideas' here. Whether the abscess on her face is related to the white jade ointment, I have a way to find out."
Then, he told the crowd: "Everyone, I, Zhou Dafa Jewelry, always walk and stand upright. If the white jade paste really causes sores on people's faces, I will pay her one million taels on the spot!"
"One million taels!"
"One million taels...how much silver is that? I'm afraid it will pile up like a mountain, right?"
There are different opinions, and all of them lament Song Che's generosity.
"But!" Song Che changed the topic and stared at the shrew on the ground again: "If I verify that the abscess on your face is not caused by white jade paste, then it will constitute the crime of fraud. According to the "Daliang Code" of fraud Anyone with more than thirty guan of money will be punished by being killed with a rod and abandoned from the market!
I don’t know how much benefit the person who hired you to cause trouble gave you, but I am certain that the money he gave you cannot buy your life. "
The shrew was so frightened that she shivered. How could she be like this if she hadn't done something wrong?
"Uncle! Uncle! I've invited Dr. Huang here! Old man Huang, hurry up, hurry up..." Xiaohuan pulled a thin old man and squeezed into the crowd.
"Little girl, my bones are about to fall apart..."
The medicinal materials for making White Jade Ointment are all purchased from the Huang Family Pharmacy. Dr. Huang has also made a lot of money. It is absolutely wrong to invite him for consultation.
"Doctor Huang, you're here just in time. Let's see what disease is on her face?" Song Che pointed at the shrew and asked for a doctor.
Doctor Huang calmed down his breath and lowered his body to look left and right at the shrew. However, the shrew lowered her head and dodged left and right with a guilty conscience.
"Harmful! Isn't this just acne?" Dr. Huang insisted.
Song Che asked again: "Is this acne a sudden illness?"
Doctor Huang waved his hand and said, "How can it be a sudden illness? This rash is extremely stubborn. Once infected, it will not be able to get rid of the root for several years. Look at the pustules on her face. Is it possible that she has grown from urination since she was a child?"
"Oh?" Song Che raised his voice: "So, this disease is very common?"
Doctor Huang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Of course it's common. Just pick a few young men in the streets and have some on their faces. This disease is said to be easy to cure. As you get older, this disease will appear on your face." This... after the marriage is consummated and the yin and yang complement each other, it will naturally slowly disappear."
"shrew!"
Song Che exclaimed: "Now that the doctor has personally proven it, why do you have any excuses?"
The shrew's psychological defense completely collapsed, and she knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy, "Master, have mercy on me! Master, have mercy on me! I was also greedy for money, and I came to the store to cause trouble after being deceived by others! You don't remember the faults of villains, please spare me, an ignorant person." Mountain village woman!"
Seeing that the drama was over, the few people who had been supporting people in the crowd gradually disappeared.
"Who instigated you to slander my business? If you can confess him, you will be considered guilty and have meritorious service, and I can spare your life!" Song Che asked the shrew loudly.
"yes--"
"Hmph, you dare to seize a woman and dare to gather a crowd to show off. You will not be spared today. Come on, take her away!"
But before the shrew could say anything, the bearded man took the initiative and asked the yamen servant to pick up the shrew and walked out of the street, "Spare my life, spare your life... a civilian woman will never dare to do it again!"
Song Che didn't ask too much. Most of the people who did this kind of thing were scoundrels, and the master would never show up.
"Everyone, the truth is now revealed. Some people were jealous of my family's good business and deliberately spent money to bribe that shrew to smear it. The facts are enough to prove that my pearl white jade ointment is completely fine and you can purchase it with confidence!"
Taking advantage of this reversal, the jewelry store attracted a lot of customers and sold another 180 cans in one morning.
At the same time, Song Che also carefully consulted Dr. Huang on the medicinal properties of White Jade Ointment, and specifically pointed out the "people who should not use it". Every customer who purchases the product will be given a medical advice to avoid letting others take advantage of it in the future.
The shrew's scolding seems to be just a farce, but it is enough to prove that the enemy has begun to use ruthless tactics. Unfortunately, Hangzhou is not Suzhou, and Song Che is single and weak. If he wants to avoid this silent bloody storm, he has to think of a good plan.
That night.
After a busy day, Zhou Yazhao and the two maids stayed at the shop, while Song Che and Shen Wenjun returned to Wutong Garden.
"Husband, you seem to be preoccupied." Shen Wenjun poured a cup of herbal tea. He was in love with his concubine, but Song Che was worried, and she was no longer happy.
Facing his beloved wife, Song Che felt pity for him. It was this affection that made him feel even more worried. He took the tea, put it aside, gently hugged his beloved wife's waist, and sighed: "I received a letter from home this morning, saying that my mother had a nightmare last night and was infected with cold when she woke up. I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't tell you."
"Ah?" Shen Wenjun's face changed drastically, "How could you not tell such an important thing? How is your mother's condition?"
Song Che said: "It's not that I'm sick, it's just that my mother's nightmare predicted something bad. The letter from home told us to return to Suzhou immediately."
"Then why don't we-" Shen Wenjun hesitated mid-sentence, "The Pearl Conference is coming soon. If we leave, how can Yazhao support the store by herself?"
She was so anxious again that she bit her lip and said, "What kind of nightmare did Mom have? Why did she suddenly become ill? I'm really worried."
Song Che hugged her tighter and comforted her softly: "Madam, don't be anxious, I have already thought of a countermeasure - you will go back to Suzhou to take care of your mother tomorrow, and I will stay to help my aunt take care of the shop. Anyway, the Pearl Convention is only a few days away. .”
Shen Wenjun raised his head and his eyes flashed: "But that dream——"
Song Che said with a smile: "Dreams are like illusions and real. If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you will not have it. My husband has always been 'it's up to you to plan things, and it's up to you to make things happen'. If you don't think about superstition, you don't have to worry about me, madam."
Shen Wenjun was so touched that he buried his head deeply in Song Che's chest and whispered softly: "I always feel that the yin energy in the Zhou family's mansion is very strong this week. Sometimes I can be frightened into a cold sweat in the middle of the night... Husband, after the Pearl Conference is over, you must Come back soon."
Song Che hummed softly, pinched Shen Wenjun's limp jade hands, and said with a smile: "Ms. Shen has been pounding medicine and grinding powder for the past few days. She must be exhausted. Look at the calluses on her hands."
Shen Wenjun pursed her lips slightly and said softly: "Uncle Song, I have the nerve to say that I go out early and come back late all day long, and fall asleep fast when I come back. Since I came to Hangzhou, my husband and I have never been in love..."
"Then... let's have enough love tonight!"
Song Che picked up his beloved wife and strode towards the bed.
"Oh, the lights...the lights are out and the windows are closed."
"Auntie isn't here anymore, so we're here in Wutong Garden. Why don't we turn off the lights?"
"No, go quickly."
"Okay, okay, according to you, according to you..."
Song Che put Shen Wenya on the bed and turned around to turn off the lights and close the window. Suddenly Shen Wenjun screamed:
"ah!"
"hiss!"
A flat-headed venomous snake emerged from the quilt and bit the back of Shen Wenjun's hand.
