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Qi Sheng agreed to Yang Xiaoman's request almost without hesitation.

This caused Butcher Chen to grip the pig-slaughtering knife tightly, and the fat on his face twitched violently!

"Master Qi, even if you look down on me, you wouldn't go so far as to arrange for a little girl who hasn't even grown all her teeth to humiliate me, would you?"

If it weren't for the prestige of the Qi family, he would have turned around and left right now.

Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

Since it was his old friend's daughter who had asked for his help, he had no reason to refuse, even if it offended Butcher Chen.

"Butcher Chen, you've misunderstood."

"I promised Butcher Yang first, and since his daughter is willing to keep the promise on her father's behalf, then naturally we can only let her give it a try."

"Want to give it a try?"

Chen Man snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, "Master Qi, you'd better think this through, or things might get messy!"

If anyone could easily do the job of slaughtering pigs, what would be the point of having professional butchers like them?

If things go wrong, the joyous occasion will be ruined and the host family will be unhappy!

Besides, he has no obligation to help clean up the mess.

"Then there's no need for Butcher Chen to trouble himself."

Qi Sheng clasped his hands in a fist salute, then gestured to the servant beside him to deliver the money pouch that had been prepared in advance.

Chen Man took the money bag and felt its heavy weight, which greatly dispelled his resentment.

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect while holding the butcher knife, and for the sake of the wages, he said nothing, then walked to a corner at the edge of the yard.

Leaning against the pillar, he looked like he was watching a good show.

Seeing this, Qi Sheng didn't say anything. If Yang Xiaoman's actions were unsuccessful, he would definitely have to ask Chen Man for help.

At worst, we can just spend some money.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Qi."

Yang Xiaoman was both surprised and surprised by Qi Sheng's choice.

Whether it was the reactions of my mother and grandparents last night, or the concessions made by Master Qi at this moment, everything proved it...

There must be something hidden behind my father's unexpected death!

Qi Sheng nodded slightly, pretending to casually glance at the pig-slaughtering knife in Yang Xiaoman's hand, which she knew all too well, before quickly looking away.

Then he took a deep breath and raised his voice several octaves.

"The auspicious time has arrived. Please, Mr. Yang... Mr. Yang, the young butcher, clean your knife and slaughter the pig to celebrate!"

In an instant, the Qi family's front yard became lively.

Yang Xiaoman walked to the pig-slaughtering bench, then squatted down and arranged the pig-slaughtering tools she had prepared in advance.

Everything is ready; all that's left is to make the move.

Yang Xiaoning stood there with worry in her eyes. Although she really wanted to go over, she knew she couldn't delay the important matter, so she carefully walked to Qi Sheng's side.

"Uncle Qi, do you think Sister Xiaoman... she can really succeed?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng silently lowered his head.

After a long silence, he finally spoke softly:

"Don't worry, your father is the famous Butcher Yang."

Just as Yang Xiaoning felt a little relieved, a cold snort suddenly came from beside her ear:

"Butcher Yang is indeed remarkable, but I fear his daughter, who's barely out of the woods, might tarnish her father's good reputation!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng turned his head to look at him with a cold face.

Then they saw Chen Man leaning against a pillar with a displeased expression, holding the pig-slaughtering knife in his arms.

Seeing that the host was looking at him, he quickly cupped his hands in greeting and said in a deep voice:

"Master Qi, please don't be offended. I'm just a straightforward person. If Butcher Yang were here, I definitely wouldn't dare to utter a single word."

"But his daughter is only seven or eight years old. She has no skills whatsoever, yet she wants to take my job. If word gets out, won't I look like I'm inferior to a little girl in other people's eyes?"

"Pah!" Before Qi Sheng could even speak, Yang Xiaoning spat lightly in dissatisfaction, "You're the one who hasn't even grown all your hair yet, your whole family hasn't even grown all their hair yet!"

"And what's wrong with the little girl? My Xiaoman hasn't eaten your rice, so what right do you have to talk about her like that?!"

Her childish voice, coupled with her explosive remarks, caused all the servants present to lower their heads and sneer without any attempt to hide it.

Qi Sheng, standing to the side, couldn't help but look somewhat strange.

Since he brought Yang Xiaoning into the Qi family, she has rarely spoken a word, appearing extremely shy and reserved.

His current behavior of "protecting his sister" has exceeded his expectations.

"Big, bold!"

Chen Man was so angry that his face turned red. Just as he was about to start cursing, he felt several unfriendly gazes directed at him.

Among them was Master Qi, Qi Sheng.

With the host present, he had no choice but to shut his mouth, but he still glared at Yang Xiaoman resentfully.

"Master Qi, let me be clear from the start: if this young lady makes a mistake later, as the master of the household, I should help clean up the mess since I've accepted your money. However..."

"This young lady stole the job first, which is a major taboo in the trade. Considering her young age, she only needs to bow her head and apologize to me, and admit that Butcher Yang did not discipline her properly when he was alive. I will let it go. What do you think?"

He couldn't afford to offend Miss Qi, but that didn't mean he could easily swallow his anger.

Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng frowned and was about to speak in rebuttal.

An unexpected sound came from the direction of the pig-slaughtering bench in the courtyard.

"Alright, then we'll do as you say!"

Qi Sheng was startled and subconsciously looked at Yang Xiaoman.

The latter's face was full of frost as she coldly looked at Chen Man.

When she first became a butcher, she didn't want to cause trouble.

But some people just have to be shameless and offer their faces up, so don't blame her for hitting them in the face!

"Besides that, I'd like to add another bet, but I don't know if you have the guts to accept it?"

A bet?

Upon hearing these two words, Chen Man narrowed his eyes and then straightened up.

This was the first time Chen Xiaoman had looked directly at the other person since he entered the front yard.

"How do you want to bet?"

Upon hearing Chen Man's agreement, Qi Sheng frowned slightly, clearly not expecting that this butcher Chen, with over a decade of experience, would be so shameless.

Just as he was about to intervene, he saw Yang Xiaoman gently shake her head at him.

"Let's not bet anything else, just who's better at butchering pigs!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Man felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"You little brat, you actually dare to compare your skills with mine?"

He had originally thought that Yang Xiaoman would propose a bet that would be more favorable to her.

For example, if she successfully completes the pig-slaughtering process without any mistakes, he loses.

Conversely, if he does not, then he wins.

He never expected that this young, toothless girl would dare to challenge his technique!

"You'd better think this through. Although I, Chen Man, am not as famous as your father, I've been a butcher for over a decade. Compared to me, you'll only end up the same way..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xiaoman frowned and interrupted him:

"Enough with the nonsense, just tell me if you dare to bet!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Chen Man's eyes, and he swiftly shoved the butcher knife to his right shoulder.

"If you want to gamble, then gamble!"

"But since it's a bet, there naturally needs to be some stakes. What are you willing to wager with me?"

Seeing the other party's deliberate provocation, Yang Xiaoman remained unmoved. She gently touched the cold blade before saying:

"I'll bet one hundred coins."

Before Chen Man could even scoff and mock, she slowly uttered a few more words:

"And the butcher knife my father left behind!"