The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 914 is a rather pungent chapter; proceed with caution!

Madam Hu is choosing fabric.

A group of women surrounded a stall that sold leftover fabric scraps from cloth shops. Selling them as scraps wasn't profitable, and measuring them out wasn't enough to fill all the available pieces, so someone made a living by collecting leftover fabric scraps from cloth shops and selling them from street to street, as well as at rural markets. This business was very popular with the women.

Not only are the prices cheap, but you can also occasionally find some good deals.

To Hu Niangzi's delight, the fabric scraps from the capital were of better quality and had brighter colors.

She found a piece of light pink brocade, held it in her hand, and wouldn't let go.

The women around her looked at her with envy, wishing they could snatch it away as soon as she put it down.

Madam Hu was smug. When it came to sharp eyes and accurate strikes, she had never lost to anyone except Madam Cui from the same village.

Thinking about the delicate color, and since this piece of fabric isn't enough to make anything big for my daughter, I'll trim it with rabbit fur and make her a vest. I'll use pure white rabbit fur, and it will definitely look beautiful.

Thinking this, Madam Hu subconsciously turned to look at her daughter.

Hu Xiaoni was seen squatting at a sugar figurine stall watching someone pour sugar to paint a tiger.

Hu Xiaoni is the second fattest girl in the village after Yan Yu.

Squatting there like a round ball, its little face focused and serious, it stared intently at the spoon holding the sugar syrup. As the tiger gradually took shape, its little red mouth opened slightly, and it let out the same exclamation as the older children around it.

Madam Hu smiled indulgently, then turned back and continued fighting her way into the battlefield for scraps of cloth.

……

"Waaaaah... When I turned around, Xiao Ni was gone. Everyone in the village heard me calling for my child and came to help, but we just couldn't find her no matter how hard we looked. Waaaaah, husband, what are we going to do!"

My little girl has a sweet tooth; she won't leave the candy stall until she gets a piece. Someone must have kidnapped her! My precious darling! That girl is so brave; she won't cry even if a stranger holds her…”

Madam Hu cried pitifully. From the initial frantic search to the growing sense that something was wrong, the fact that her child was missing made her feel cold all over.

She herself didn't know how she managed to get to the head of the household and force herself to explain the whole story clearly.

"Husband, the child is lost! Go find him! Go find him!" Madam Hu gripped her husband's arm tightly, trembling like a leaf.

Hu Er arrived in a hurry, his face grave.

“Brother, I’ve asked around. It’s not just our family that’s lost children at the market. There are boys and girls, all around Xiao Ni’s age. The market in these three villages is always bustling. People from other villages come here often, as well as ordinary families from the capital and people with accents from other places. We’ve come to join in the fun today, so the market is even more crowded and chaotic. Bad guys might take advantage of this opportunity to strike.”

Luo San, who was listening nearby, suddenly spoke up: "It's easy to take the little babies away, but there's also a way to stop them from crying. They must have been drugged. To transport so many children, we need a vehicle. We should follow the tire tracks. Since there are many of us, we can split up and search for them."

Hu Da nodded solemnly, "Nizi's mother, please stay calm, I will definitely find Nizi."

"Second brother, go to the city and borrow Yan Er's dog."

Hu Er immediately beamed with joy, "That's right, how come I didn't think of that? His dog is the most intelligent; it should be able to find out where the person who took Xiao Ni went."

"I'll go right away."

……

Peng Si received news that Pan Zheng was hosting a lavish dinner at Bazhenlou Restaurant today, booking the entire venue in advance to invite those soldiers from the north.

We had gathered everyone long ago, just waiting for them to start eating before we began.

Outside the Eight Treasures Pavilion, four night-fragrant carriages suddenly drove in.

As soon as the servant came to report, the manager of Bazhenlou sensed something was wrong.

This isn't the time for collecting night soil. Besides, these famous restaurants and eateries often have important guests dining here, so they're superstitious about this. The night soil collection carts always take the back streets properly and never go around this area, with four carts coming at once.

He doesn't believe it wasn't intentional.

Knowing that today's banquet was hosted by Young Master Pan from the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, he had a good idea of ​​what was going on.

I was just thinking of stepping in to mediate, since Bazhenlou had made a name for itself in the capital, it wasn't without its roots.

But the person who came was so ruthless.

They piled the night-fragrant carts directly in front of the restaurant.

They even threw firecrackers in! Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!
"Who's setting off firecrackers outside? It's so loud!" Pan Zheng walked curiously to the window, wanting to see what was going on.

Before I even got close to the window, I could smell a stench!
"vomit!"

Pan Zheng quickly covered his mouth and nose, "Why does it smell so bad!"

As if in response to his question, Peng Si's somewhat indistinct shout came from downstairs: "Pan Zheng, I heard you're treating everyone today. I'll add a little something extra to liven things up, hahaha, do you like this 'fragrance'? Isn't it delicious?! Hahahaha!!!"

From downstairs came the panicked shouts of the manager of Bazhenlou Restaurant: "Close the door! Close the door!"

The Yan family reacted quickly, taking out masks and putting them on.

When Yan Xiangheng saw that Cheng Lezhou didn't have it with him, he looked at him with a slightly reproachful expression, as if to say, "Why don't you always keep such a useful thing with you? It's a waste that my sister sewed it for you herself."

Rong Momo also put a small one on Xiao Ya'er.

Yan Yu's eyelids twitched as she looked at the bear paw she had just taken two bites of.

The honey is sweet, and the bear paw is tender and delicious.

A very rare texture, just like this very rare bear paw.

Fall down!

That's a bear's paw!
It's something she'll never have a chance to eat if she doesn't wear it.

Even if she hunted a bear in Guanzhou, its value meant she couldn't keep it to eat; she would resolutely choose to sell it.

Yan Lao Er approached the window and cried out in pain.

"Who is this scoundrel? Pulling a 'night solitude' cart is disgusting enough, but throwing firecrackers in there is just too much. Luckily, the bucket was full of fresh ones, otherwise, those firecrackers would have exploded and blown us apart!"

Yan Yu: Stop talking, Dad, I can already picture it in my mind.

Li Xuemei scolded lightly, "What's there to see? Hurry up and come back."

Pan Zheng has exploded on the spot!
"Peng Si! You bastard, if you've got the guts, stay there and don't run away!"

They charged out aggressively.

Yan Yu got off the table and ran to grab him.

He first took out his spare mask and put it on his older brother as well.

"Brother, don't worry, you can run away but you can't hide."

After Pan Zheng and Yan Yu went downstairs, they saw that everyone in the restaurant lobby was frozen in place, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Only the restaurant staff were busy closing the windows and boarding up the doors.

The power of a firecracker falling into that area is more than just its smell.

Although there was no major explosion, some debris still splashed out in a small area.

Pan Zheng's face darkened, and Yan Yu's face darkened even more.

Her little fists were hard.

The shopkeeper was so angry that his face turned red, and he could barely speak, only repeating "Damn it!" "Heavens!" and "What a sin!" over and over again.

Pan Zheng took a closer look and saw the tiny, scattered sparks.

Shivering and cold.

"Grab your weapons! Catch that grandson of the Peng family, and I'll reward you handsomely!"

The servants of the Duke's mansion responded enthusiastically, brandishing their ever-present short sticks and charging out with ferocious and menacing expressions.

Sorry to the kids who are eating right now~
But the story has already progressed this far, right?
Actually, it's alright, it's acceptable, and it's bearable.

Think of farmyard manure, think of the composting in the village when I was a kid. If you walked by with a meat pie in your hand, you'd eat it, and if you choked, you'd drink some water... cough cough cough cough...