Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

Generally speaking, no one will mind which company they use.

However, there are a few exceptions.

Therefore, adhering to the principle of caution, the eldest daughter-in-law made a special request to ask, and it was definitely not because she wanted to see Lin Zhu more often.

Lin Zhu said calmly, "Give me a fifty-tael silver note, or thirty taels of loose silver."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The old lady came to the counter, took out the loose silver, weighed it, and handed it to Lin Zhu.

At this time, merchants still valued integrity and would never dare to shortchange customers on silver.

Otherwise, if you ruin your reputation, you won't be able to do business anymore.

Business competition is fierce; your competitors will try to squeeze you out of business.

Therefore, there is the saying that "no merchant is without integrity." Later, when merchants lost their original intentions, it evolved into "no merchant is without cunning."

Just like the Shen family in Jiangnan, if they were to engage in any dishonest business practices, the Hua family, the Wan family, the An family of the canal transport, and the Jiang family of the grain merchants would all flock to them like flies to the smell of excrement.

They will seize upon the weakness and refuse to let go, striving to crush the Shen family to the ground, then dismember and devour them.

The business world is like a battlefield; this is no joke.

Of course, they generally wouldn't frame someone; the world is too murky, and such framing always leaves traces.

Therefore, it can only be placed in the open.

"Take care, young master." Lin Zhu left directly amidst the old lady's reluctant gaze.

Along the way, many eyes were focused on him, but they quickly looked away.

For ordinary people, making a living each day is the most important thing; they don't even have time to work.

For those with experience in the underworld, or social life, they know that there are some people who should not be messed with.

Lin Zhu is clearly not a simple person.

After crossing Wumen Bridge, we arrived at the bustling city center of Suzhou.

The morning market here is even more lively, with breakfast vendors everywhere along both sides of the road.

There are vendors selling steamed buns, wontons, plain noodles, and pan-fried buns...

The lively scenes and the enticing aromas combine to create a sense of everyday life.

"Boss, a bowl of plain noodles, please."

"Please wait a moment, sir." The noodle stall owner, a man, spoke in a soft Wu dialect as he cooked the noodles and asked, "Are you from the north, sir? Your accent doesn't sound like ours from the south."

Chapter 10 A Farce

"Not to the north, but to the east," Lin Zhu said casually.

The noodle stall owner didn't dare to look at him, his eyes fixed on the noodles in the pot.

"This old man really didn't recognize it."

The noodles were ready in no time. "The noodles are here, please enjoy."

"Yes, thank you!" Lin Zhu said subconsciously.

"Oh dear, this old man dares not accept such praise." The noodle stall owner bowed slightly, feeling both pleased and a little afraid.

Lin Zhu subconsciously snapped back to reality, realizing that the current time and space was not the same as her previous life.

He ate the bowl of noodles quickly, broke off a small piece of silver, rolled it into a bead, and placed it on the table. "Boss, the bill."

"Alright, have a good trip." The shopkeeper put away the silver beads while clearing away the dishes.

Then, Lin Zhu used a small piece of silver to eat wherever he went in the morning market.

After eating for the entire morning, we unknowingly arrived at a restaurant.

Wow, Brother Zhu, you're absolutely stunning!

Where? Where?

Two voices came from above, and Lin Zhu looked up.

One was fat, the other was plain-looking.

But both of them looked quite comical.

"Truly a beauty beyond compare, wow~, and dressed as a man!" The fat man's eyes gleamed lecherously. "Shall we go down and flirt with her?"

"No!" At this moment, another person quickly reached out and grabbed the fat man, his back already beaded with cold sweat. He had seen Lin Zhu's eyes.

Lin Zhu's eyes were cold; she was disgusted by the fat man, and by the one next to him as well.

"What's wrong, Brother Tang?"

The fat man had barely finished asking a question when Brother Tang pulled him behind him. "Brother Tang, when did you become so strong?"

Brother Tang ignored him and bowed to Lin Zhu, saying, "Greetings, young master. My name is Tang Yin, courtesy name Bohu. It was Brother Zhu and I who were being presumptuous."

"Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan, the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan?"

Even though he knew who the two people were, Lin Zhu still felt nauseous and wanted to hit them.

"I dare not accept such praise, I dare not accept such praise." Tang Bohu sensed the malice emanating from Lin Zhu and felt extremely regretful.

Why can't I control my mouth? I even dragged that troublemaker Zhu Zhishan into it.

When you say someone's a scumbag, that's when they start swindling him.

"Girl, you recognize us? That's great! How about we come up for a few drinks?"

"Fine!" Lin Zhu sneered, his gaze sharp as a knife.

Tang Bohu realized something was wrong. Although Zhu Zhishan was a scoundrel, he was still his friend. The way he looked at Lin Zhu was murderous, and Tang Bohu could no longer stay out of it.

"Young master, Brother Zhu meant no harm, please forgive me."

Zhu Zhishan then realized something was wrong. "Brother Tang, what's this?"

"Shut up, you idiot!" Tang Bohu couldn't help but nudge Zhu Zhishan with his elbow.

Zhu Zhishan cried out in pain, "Ouch, Brother Tang, you're killing me!"

Forget it, I'm exhausted. Let my incompetent teammates live or die as they please, there's no hope for them.

After some lighthearted banter, Lin Zhu, for some reason, wasn't so angry anymore.

After all, the two people in front of them weren't exactly bad people.

But he still decided to scare them, and with a light touch of his toes, he leaped to the second floor.

Then he just stared at Zhu Zhishan, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

Of course, he hasn't killed anyone yet, so there's no murderous intent in his eyes; instead, it's more the aura that comes from his cultivation.

Zhu Zhishan was only then afraid. "Um, young lady, young master, do you think there's some misunderstanding between us?"

Tang Bohu sighed and stood in front of Zhu Zhishan.

"Young master, this matter was caused by me, Tang. If you have any complaints, come at me."

"You two are truly in love!" Lin Zhu exclaimed.

Watching Tang Bohu's retreating figure, Zhu Zhishan thought to himself, 'Brother Tang really doesn't have any designs on me, does he? No wonder he has eight wives and is always unhappy. But I'm not going to do something like that!'

"Brother Tang, I appreciate your deep affection, but this is absolutely unacceptable."

Upon hearing this, Tang Bohu froze, then kicked him from behind, sending him flying. "You bastard, would I have designs on a fat guy like you? I'd have designs on your sister."

Kicking him away wasn't enough; fists kept raining down on Zhu Zhishan's face.

"Brother Tang, no, no, Brother Tang, it hurts!" Zhu Zhishan kept begging for mercy, his voice shrill, but there was something wrong with his tone.

Lin Zhu's eyebrows twitched. They were really two clowns, but why did he feel like laughing?

Tang Bohu unilaterally beat Zhu Zhishan for a quarter of an hour.

Zhu Zhishan's voice gradually weakened, and then he was on his deathbed.

At this moment, Tang Bohu stood up and looked at Lin Zhu, "Young Master, are you satisfied with this result?"

"Not bad." Lin Zhu nodded, then said, "Let me emphasize, I am a man, not a woman dressed as a man. After all, appearance is something given by one's parents, and there's nothing I can do about it. If we meet again in the future, please don't mistake me for someone else."

Tang Bohu stared blankly at Lin Zhu for a long while before asking, "Brother, are you really a man, and not a woman?"

Lin Zhu gave a cold laugh, looking down at him, and said, "How about we have a competition...?"

"?" Tang Bohu was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he meant. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Second brother, that's an interesting point. I believe you're not a woman disguised as a man. I was so reckless before, it was truly my fault."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands and bowed at a ninety-degree angle, giving Lin Zhu a deep bow as an apology.

"Never mind, ignorance is no excuse." Lin Zhu waved his hand. "I was just being a bit too sensitive."

"No, no, no, it was Brother Zhu's eyes that were too disgusting. I apologize to you on his behalf." Then he offered another deep bow, but he no longer dared to meet Lin Zhu's gaze.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Zhu Zhishan groaned, "Brother Tang, if you don't compensate me with a hundred or eight thousand taels this time, I'm really in trouble."

"Actually, Brother Zhu, apart from being a bit of a gambler and having some heavy tastes, isn't a bad person," Tang Bohu chuckled.

"It's rare for Brother Tang to have such a high opinion of me! I'm glad I took this beating." Even though he was in excruciating pain all over his body, Zhu Zhishan kept trying to make his presence known.

"Brother, I was indeed being rude before, and I apologize to you for that."

His cheeks twitched as he spoke, and he would occasionally gasp for breath, looking quite pitiful.

Tang Bohu really put in a lot of effort when he gave him that beating.

"Forget it, I can't be bothered arguing with you." Lin Zhu waved his hand, then said to Tang Bohu, "Brother Tang, you should have a way to help him recover, right?"

Tang Bohu nodded. "I do indeed have such a martial art, called the 'Restore My Beauty Fist'."

Lin Zhu said, "Then let Brother Zhu take another beating, just like your 'Return My Beauty Fist'. The way he looks right now is disgusting."

"Then thank you very much, brother." Tang Bohu turned to face Zhu Zhishan.

"Ah, again!" Zhu Zhishan was dumbfounded. "Brother Tang, could you be a little gentler?"

Tang Bohu reached out and covered Zhu Zhishan's eyelids. "Brother Zhu, be good. I'll be quick. It won't hurt anymore in a little while."