Chapter 90: I Don't Remember

"You're talking nonsense!"

The woman shouted at him, but besides calling him nonsense, she couldn't say anything else.

The Town Magistrate didn't get tangled up in it.

He looked at Zhang Jizhou and asked, "Zhang Jizhou, since your shop posted this notice, you should know who issued this bounty, right?"

"Sir, I didn't take this task."

Zhang Jizhou's implication was that he didn't know who had issued the bounty.

The Town Magistrate asked Zhang Jizhou several more questions, learned that other people usually ran the shop, and sent for those people to be questioned.

They pushed it around.

In the end it landed on a clerk of their shop.

The clerk also admitted he had taken the task; following the shop's rules, he didn't ask further, took the money, wrote the notice, and posted it.

Having heard him finish,

the Town Magistrate fixed his gaze on the clerk and asked, "How old was the person who hired you, and what did they look like?"

"Sir, I don't remember."

The clerk replied.

Zhang Jizhou added from the side, "Sir, my clerk truly isn't lying; after all, we deal with many people each day—people of all kinds—how could we remember?"

His brazen confidence stemmed from knowing that in situations like theirs, as long as nothing serious happens, they won't be sentenced to prison, at most just fined a bit of money.

The fines they earned sometimes came from a single task, and sometimes even more.

The Town Magistrate frowned, then turned to Qiao Sheng, "Miss Qiao, has your restaurant recently offended anyone?"

Qiao Sheng thought for a moment and shook her head.

The Town Magistrate lightly pursed his lips and said, "Miss Qiao, given that, I can only detain them first and later prosecute. If you discover anything, you may report it to the Yamen."

"Alright!"

Qiao Sheng replied.

Although she felt very unwilling, this was all she could do now.

Such an incident had occurred.

This afternoon Qiao Sheng didn't intend to cook and sell dishes; after lunch, she and Qiao Hushui and the others tidied up the shop.

This time they cleaned it more thoroughly than before.

Qiao Hushui, looking at the spotless shop, said to Qiao Sheng, "Lianhua, how about this: from now on, Dad will live in the shop?"

He was also afraid the shop would cause further trouble.

Hearing that,

Qiao Sheng opened, "Dad, you don't need to do that. Right now I haven't kept any water or rice in the shop, so the person behind it can't easily tamper; otherwise they wouldn't have chosen today's method."

"But…"

Qiao Hushui was still worried.

Qiao Sheng smiled and said, "Dad, you don't need to worry; I'll be careful behind the scenes. Besides, since they failed this time, they certainly won't act again soon."

She said that outwardly, but in her mind she had already devised a countermeasure: to lure the opponent into striking again.

She racked her brain and realized the only person with such power she'd offended was Qiao Jinzhi.

Could she be that clever? No.

That means it can only be a rival.

Before closing the shop.

Qiao Sheng found an ox cart, and with great fanfare, she and Qiao Hushui moved everything from the shop onto the cart.

"Dad, you go back; the house I rented is fine, no problem."

While speaking, Qiao Sheng covertly surveyed the surroundings, noticed someone glancing their way again, and deliberately raised her voice a bit.

Qiao Hushui frowned and said, "If only the two of you live in that house, how can I be at ease? Either stop making us worry, let me live with you, or just buy a dog."

(End of Chapter)