The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 290 An Encounter with Guo Wencai

Wen Luozhi drank two glasses of apple cider vinegar to suppress the burning sensation on her tongue before answering, "It will be held in the next couple of days, but not at Baiweizhai."

She took over another restaurant. She was so busy with the last time she went to see the beauty makeup show with Wen Zixun that she forgot to tell her family.

The restaurant has only two floors; the first floor is an open lobby, and the second floor has private rooms.

Therefore, when she said this, no one at the dinner table except her and her brother and sister was puzzled.

Wen Zixun looked up from his bowl and told them about their earlier purchase of the restaurant.

"Are these few days enough to prepare? Is everything inside ready?" Xie He knew her daughter liked to get things done quietly, and aside from being a little worried about not having enough time, she had no other concerns.

Wen Luozhi nodded. "Everything is prepared; we just need everyone to be here."

Speaking of this, she turned and nudged Wen Muchuan, who was sitting at the table behind her. "Dad, ask Uncle Li to ask Village Chief Zhang if anyone in their village wants to work at our hot pot restaurant. We need young men."

Wen Muchuan looked astonished upon hearing this, while Wen Luozhi grinned at him.

Knowing that his family had opened another restaurant, he grinned and patted Village Chief Li on the shoulder, "Brother, when you have time, go ask Village Chief Zhang if there are any young men in their village willing to work at our hot pot restaurant."

Village Chief Li, busy simmering the crispy tripe, hurriedly asked, "Whose hot pot restaurant is this? Why would they care about Zhangjia Village?"

He paused for a few seconds after saying that before realizing what he'd said, and looked up at Wen Muchuan, who was grinning smugly. "Brother, whose family are you talking about?"

Wen Muchuan patted his chest proudly and said, "Who else could it be? Of course it's ours!"

He smiled more, his eyes crinkling with laughter, overjoyed that his beloved daughter was so capable and had opened a hot pot restaurant.

See? See? This is the lazy, good-for-nothing daughter you used to talk about!

Hmph! Who could possibly be as successful as Wen Muchuan's daughter!

Before the village chief could even remark on how quickly he ate the food in his bowl, he excitedly stood up and exclaimed, "I'm going to the next village to find Brother Zhang!"

Village Chief Zhang arrived early, but he hadn't been sitting for long when someone from the village called him back, saying that something had suddenly come up and he needed to deal with it.

Village Chief Li walked very fast; Wen Muchuan had only taken a couple of bites of rice before he had already gone quite a distance.

It felt like if we waited any longer, someone else would snatch this good opportunity away.

At the entrance of the workshop, Lin Huaizhi, like a thief, huddled behind a wall, watching the group inside the target area happily eating.

His hateful eyes suddenly caught sight of Wen Zijin sitting with several teachers from the academy.

Wen Zijin, dressed in a white brocade robe, was discussing the most difficult essay in the provincial examination with the teachers.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips, and he looked radiant, as if he were glowing.

Lin Huaizhi couldn't help but clench his fists. He saw that Wen Zian, who was also laughing heartily at the table opposite him, had a sallow face that was completely distorted.

Why? !

Why was Wen Zijin able to pass the imperial examination and become a Xiucai even though he was in a basic class like Class C? Why didn't he pass the exam despite studying late into the night for so long?

And that Wen Zi'an! Just a brute!

His jealous eyes glared at the gentle and charming Jiang Shuqian beside Wen Zi'an, his palms clenching so hard they bled.

Why should Wen Zi'an, a penniless brute, be able to marry a rich girl from the town?

His mother had already told him that the dowry brought by this rich young lady was quite substantial, enough to ensure that Wen Lao Er's family would never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of their lives!

Wolf Batian, who was enjoying his meal, looked up at the doorway, which startled Lin Huaizhi so much that he quickly shrank back behind the wall.

Wolf Overlord nudged Wen Luozhi and whimpered softly, "Brother Tongchi is peeking in from the door."

Wen Luozhi almost laughed out loud; she had heard Yan Che mention the nickname Lin Huaizhi.

It is said that the students of the academy know that Lin Huaizhi used to go to Chunxiang Garden to find girls, and later he even got involved with the son of the county magistrate.

Because he's indiscriminate in his relationships with both men and women, he was given the nickname "All-Eater Bro".

Wen Luozhi thought it was quite fitting.

"Don't worry about him, it won't hurt you to be spied on," she said nonchalantly.

It's easy to imagine that Lin Huaizhi's expression must be extremely distorted at this moment.

Zhang Chunhua was searching the whole village for Lin Huaizhi when she saw him leaning against the wall. She rushed over and called out, "Son! Come home for dinner!"

A strong, irresistible aroma wafted to her nose, and she couldn't help but sniff, trying hard to suppress the urge to rush in and take a bite.

Lin Huaizhi glanced at her indifferently without saying a word, and started walking home.

Zhang Chunhua caught up with him and couldn't help but glance back at the dam.

She saw Aunt Zhao pick up large chunks of red and white meat and put them into the steaming pot.

However, in the time it took her to breathe, Aunt Zhao had already coated the discolored chunk of meat in sauce and put it in her mouth.

Her mouth moved involuntarily, and realizing what she was doing, she quickly turned her head away.

Seeing that Lin Huaizhi had already walked quite a distance, she chased after him, calling out, "Son, wait for your mother!"

When Lin Huaizhi arrived home, he saw a plate of withered wild vegetables and a pitifully small bowl of dumpling soup with very little oil on the table, and he lost all interest in eating.

He went back to his room, grabbed a deflated bundle, and went out again.

Zhang Chunhua bumped into him at the courtyard gate, clutching his bundle, and asked anxiously, "Son, where are you going?"

Lin Huaizhi snatched a corner of the bundle from her hand and said expressionlessly, "I'm going back to the academy."

His tone was indifferent, which made Zhang Chunhua's heart tighten.

But remembering that her son was going back to the academy, she gently coaxed him, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come eat with me before you go back."

Lin Huaizhi ignored her and walked away. Zhang Chunhua chased after him for a few steps, but when she saw that he didn't turn back, she decided to give up.

Her son was upset, so she tried not to upset him these days.

As soon as Lin Huaizhi jumped off the oxcart that stopped in town, he saw someone he never expected.

Guo Wencai was seen helping a woman who was about his height and even more robust than him walk into a jewelry shop.

Guo Wencai whispered something in the fat woman's ear with a lewd expression, which made her punch his shoulder twice.

Lin Huaizhi found it irritating and couldn't help but lift his foot and walk towards the shop they were going to.

Inside the shop, Wang Amiao picked up a jade hairpin and placed it in Guo Wencai's hair, drawing praise from the shopkeeper.

"Madam has excellent taste; this young man looks so handsome in it!"

Wang Amiao proudly raised her head, "My husband is certainly good."

Lin Huaizhi, who was peeking in from the doorway, looked Wang Amiao up and down upon hearing this, and after a short while, he let out a cold sneer.

Guo Wencai was truly hungry; he could eat anything.

He used to look down on even the most beautiful courtesan in Chunxiang Garden, but now he's grinning and joking around with this ugly, fat woman, and he even seems to be trying to please her.

Lin Huaizhi felt uncomfortable looking at Guo Wencai's obsequious manner and called out, "Young Master Guo."

Wang Amiao turned around and saw Lin Huaizhi, dressed as a scholar and with a thin figure, and alarm bells went off in her mind.

Could this be the pale-faced scholar that the servants in the mansion were talking about?