The young servant hastily ran into the restaurant and excitedly reported: "Second Master, shopkeeper, today there is no bean curd vendor entering the city from the west gate."

  Zhao Sheng let out a long sigh of relief and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, saying: "Consider it her keeping her promise."

  The shopkeeper of the Gluttony Building was also delighted. "Second Master, when will the Gluttony Building reopen?"

  "Let's wait a bit longer, let this matter cool down before we reopen." Zhao Sheng's eyes were filled with ambition, "Wait until there are other exciting things that overshadow this incident, then we can reopen again. At that time, I will invite Governor Zhou and others to warm up the scene, and this matter will be considered over."

  As long as the noble families led by Shang Jia and the officials led by Zhou Cishi are willing to attend, he believes that no one in Suzhou will dare mention this matter again.

  The common people outside would follow whatever others said, and even the higher-ups wouldn't dare say anything; how could they still dare to discuss the Gluttony Building?

  Zhao Sheng was full of confidence, and had just ordered someone to find the head chef to re-prepare the menu. Just then, the little servant who had come to report earlier stumbled in again, saying: "Second Master, there are people selling tofu at the markets in both East City and North City."

  Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up and angrily asked, "Didn't you say that neither the Lin family's tenants nor their farmhands made tofu? How can there still be sales?"

  The shopkeeper hastily asked, "Could it be that Miss Lin is going back on her word?"

  The young servant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said cautiously: "The person who went to investigate reported back that the tofu seller is not a member of the Lin family, but rather a poor relative of the Lin clan selling tofu in the North City market, while the East City market is run by ordinary commoners."

  Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth and asked, "How did they know the secret formula? What are you standing there for, hurry up and investigate! Prepare the horses, I'm going to Lin's villa."

  Lin Qingwan was at home supervising the workers as they stored the dried grains, when Zhong Daguantie came over with a flushed face and asked, "Young Mistress, what do you plan to do with this batch of grain? Several grain merchants have already come to inquire about it."

  Lin Qingwan was about to say "sold" when she suddenly felt a throb in her chest, and her words came to an abrupt halt. She looked up at the sky, unsure whether this was a physical reaction or a hint from Lin Jiang.

  She thought for a moment and said: "Sell all the old grain from last year, sell only a small portion of the new grain, and divide the rest into two portions to store in the warehouse."

  "After some thought, she said: 'Don't transport the grain from the old house over here, and don't sell it either. Store it directly in the warehouse of the old house.'"

  Zhong Daguantishu and Lin Guanjia exchanged a glance, and cautiously asked, "Miss, are you thinking of opening your own grain shop?"

  Otherwise, why would they leave so much grain behind? Their family can't finish eating it all, and when the time comes, the leftover grain will be worthless.

  Lin Qingwan shook her head and said, "No such plan for the time being. Grain is also a hard currency, although the price fluctuates greatly, but now it's a chaotic world, don't worry about the grain prices dropping."

  "There isn't much cash left in the provincial government."

  "Isn't the brocade and other satin fabrics about to come out? By then, it will be ready." Lin Qingyan casually mentioned this, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was what should be done.

  "It's settled then, divide the grain into batches and store them properly. When transporting, choose someone trustworthy, don't let the long workers intervene for now."

  Zhong Daguan and Lin Guanhou exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison.

  The last bag of grain was just stuffed into the warehouse, and Jingzhen rushed over to report, "Auntie, Zhao Er Ye has arrived. I told him you were busy, but he didn't listen and brought people to barge in. Now they're confronting Fang Da Shu and others in the front yard. You'd better go take a look, or else they might start fighting."

  Lin Qingwan furrowed her brow upon hearing this and turned around to head towards the front yard.

  Zhao Shengzheng's face turned iron-green as he glared at Fang Dasong, who also glared back with a group of peasants, his hand tightly gripping the hoe, the atmosphere tense and explosive.

  It's also Zhao Sheng's bad luck that he came in a rage this time, thinking of settling accounts with Lin Qingyu, and naturally brought many people with him.

  It so happened that Lin Qingyan had taken the guards to the backyard to store grain, so only a few servants were left in the front yard. The people brought by Zhao Sheng were all good at martial arts and did not have any guards to support them, and the servants were simply no match for them.

  It just so happened that they ran into Fang Daxiong and his men when they were returning from the fields, and seeing Zhao Sheng daring to lead people to bully them at their doorstep, how could they tolerate it.

  With a loud shout, regardless of whether it was the disabled farmer, the 7 or 8 year old child, or the elderly woman, they all carried hoes and held stones as they rushed forward, not only rescuing the family guards but also forcing Zhao Sheng, who had already charged into the gate, to retreat.

  Moreover, Fang Dasong shouted loudly, and the nearby tenants, long workers and short workers also came to support with hoes and sticks. By the time Lin Qingwen arrived, Zhao Sheng had already been surrounded by three layers inside and out.

  Even Zhao Sheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he thought Lin Qingyan wouldn't dare to do anything to him, but these ignorant villagers were unpredictable, what if someone stirred them up and they started fighting? Those hoes, wooden sticks, and stones didn't have eyes, if something went wrong, how would it end?

  Zhao Sheng is very reluctant to die, but he doesn't want to surrender here either.

  Lin Qingwan appeared at this time, and Zhao Sheng let out a long sigh of relief. The momentum to find her and settle the score had long since dissipated.

  Lin Qingwan was startled to see everyone crowded around in a circle, and quickly pushed through the crowd to go inside. She saw that Zhao Sheng was not only standing upright, but also his servants were only slightly disheveled, with no serious injuries. In comparison, her own housekeeper had a swollen nose and bruised face, looking even more seriously injured.

  She felt a sense of relief, and a smile appeared on her face. She stood in front of Fang Daxiong and said: "Master Zhao came to visit, why didn't he send an invitation card first? I can also arrange for someone to welcome him."

  She looked around and smiled, "But what misunderstanding is there between our family's servants, why are they still fighting?"

  Zhao Sheng suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit, although his momentum was no longer there, he still angrily asked: "Lin Gu Niang, you promised me before that you would not allow your subordinates to make and sell tofu, how can you go back on your word?"

  Lin Qingwan frowned and turned her head to ask Fang Datong, "Who didn't listen to orders today and privately made and sold tofu?"

  Fang Datong immediately put down his hoe and said: "No, everyone has finished working in the fields today, who still has time to make tofu?"

  Those tenants also said: "Winter wheat is about to be sown, we need to plow the land first, and time is very tight. After the East House gave the order, we put away the tofu beans and frames, and didn't make any more."

  Lin Qingwan turned back to look at Zhao Sheng, "Zhao Er Ye, isn't there some misunderstanding? I don't know who in my Lin family's other courtyard is selling tofu in the city now."

  Zhao Sheng sneered, "Don't pretend to be so innocent, Lin lady. The northern part of the city's market is actually run by your own Lin family members. Can you say they have nothing to do with you?"

  Lin Qingwan smiled, "Of course I have a relationship with them, aren't we relatives of the same clan? But I don't understand what selling tofu has to do with my promise to you?"

  Zhao Sheng snorted coldly and was about to retort when he suddenly remembered the agreement he had made with Lin Qingyu.

  He will sell the rice paper to the Hanmo Studio, and Lin Qingyan ordered that her tenants and farmhands were not allowed to make and sell tofu without her permission, which means she only agreed to control her own tenants and farmhands.

  It's obvious that now the tofu vendors in town are no longer her tenants and farmhands.

  Zhao Sheng's face changed again and again, finally looking at Lin Qingwan with a smile, his eyes without a hint of amusement asked, "Sister Wan is indeed formidable, originally you dug a hole for me, but are you sure you can fill it up?"

  Lin Qingwan smiled and said, "What did Zhao Er Ye say? I didn't understand a single sentence."

  Zhao Sheng's face turned cold and he asked, "Are you planning on becoming an enemy of the Zhao family?"

  "How could that be?" Lin Qingwen smiled softly and said, "Didn't you say it yourself? Our two families have been friends for generations, we can't even keep up with helping each other, how could we be enemies with the Zhao family?"

  "What about Lin's tofu business?"

  "The ancient books belong to the Lin family, I can see the ancient prescriptions, they can certainly do so too, and they are all my relatives connected by blood. If Zhao Er Ye makes me control even my own relatives, that would be too inhumane."

  Zhao Sheng looked deeply into Lin Qingyu's eyes and nodded: "Alright, alright, Zhao has learned a lesson from your Lin family's tactics."

  He snorted and turned around to leave.

  Since Lin Qingyan could find an excuse for what happened in the north of the city, she naturally had a reason for what happened in the west as well. Asking further would only make things more awkward.

  Time will tell if she can still be so tough in the future.

  Lin Qingwan watched him leave and turned to Lin Guanjia, saying: "Pass it down, from today on everyone be careful with their actions, don't let anyone take advantage of the situation."

  Lin Guanjia's eyes were filled with worry, and he nodded: "I'll go instruct them right away. Young lady, do you think we should inform the clan about this matter? After all, our Lin family is a prominent clan in Jiangnan, if the clan can intervene, I'm sure the Zhao family will be intimidated."

  "Your brother is already gone, how much prestige does the Lin family have now?" Lin Qingyan said calmly: "A good knife should be used on its edge, it's not time to use the Lin family yet. If the Lin family can still intimidate others, they wouldn't dare to target us so openly."

  "Grandma..."

  "It's better to rely on oneself than others, we must stand up on our own first, let's wait a bit longer..." Lin Qingyuan turned her head to look at the endless farm, now is not the right time, they can only rely on the shade of their ancestors and the prestige left by Lin Jiang, one day she will stand up on her own, even without the Lin family, no one can underestimate her.

  It's not just her, but also Yu Bin, so after she leaves, she can still rely on herself to live a good life.