The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme-Chapter 508: 495: Splitting a Tree Barehanded

Chapter 508 -495: Splitting a Tree Barehanded

“I’m not necessarily relaxed about it. It’s just that there’s nothing else I can do but to console myself at this point.” Zhuang Qingning said, “And if you mean being angry, I am indeed angry.”

Who wouldn’t be angry when someone tries to manipulate the situation?!

“Manager Zhuang, you…”

Shen Quan suddenly frowned.

Zhuang Qingning’s tone also carried clear anger. She was obviously very furious.

Given that they are upset merely as bystanders, Zhuang Qingning, who is genuinely interested in the workshop project, surely must be even angrier than them.

Earlier, Zhuang Qingning had not said a word and seemed open-minded, broad-hearted. It now seemed that she was just suppressing her anger.

“Manager Zhuang, it’s better to vent when you’re angry. There are no strangers here. Say whatever you want, curse Feng Yongfu in any way you want. If you think it’s not enough, we’ll join in and curse with him!”

Shen Quan said, “Just make sure not to bottle up this anger. If you keep it for too long, it can easily lead to illness.”

Being wronged and infuriated to such an extent today, it would be totally unfair if Zhuang Qingning continued to suppress her feelings.

Shen Quan believed that it was absolutely necessary for her to vent her anger.

Suppressing anger will definitely negatively affect her.

Zhuang Qingning strongly agreed with the idea of venting the anger and said, “Well then… let’s stop the carriage.”

Stop to curse?

That works too…

Shen Quan pulled the reins, and the horses stopped after a neigh.

“Excuse me for a moment, I’ll be right back.” Having said that, Zhuang Qingning climbed down from the carriage and walked towards a few impressively lush and tall tung trees by the side of the official road.

It seemed that Zhuang Qingning wanted to vent her anger by cursing, but she was too shy to do so in front of them. Was she planning to curse at the trees?

As Shi Bao wondered about this, they suddenly heard a “crack” sound.

and then a “rustling” sound. The lush tung tree in front of them suddenly fell.

What happened?

Shi Bao and Shen Quan were both shocked and looked at each other in confusion.

But soon, they noticed Zhuang Qingning, who had rolled up her sleeves, squatted down, and started punching another tree. Within a few punches, this tung tree also fell.

Zhuang Qingning, after causing two tung trees to fall in quick succession, seemed to feel much better. She let out a sigh of relief, calmly rolled down her sleeves and slowly walked back.

When she reached Shi Bao and Shen Quan, she even had a slight smile on her face, “All right, let’s go.”

“Okay, let’s go…”

Shi Bao and Shen Quan snapped back to reality, hurriedly helped Zhuang Qingning back into the carriage, then cracked the whip and drove the carriage forward.

But they kept looking back at those two trees that had fallen to the ground.

My goodness.

Some people vent their anger by cursing, but Zhuang Qingning vents hers by chopping down trees…

Those trees were as thick as an arm. Even if they were given an axe, the two of them together could not chop one down in three blows. But Zhuang Qingning managed to bring down a tree in three punches. How strong must she be?

Previously, they thought Zhuang Qingning cleverly baited Jiang Yu and others into capturing her on the road to distract them, revealing her own whereabouts so she could be caught. It turns out, it wasn’t just her cleverness, but her extraordinary strength.

So…

Did Ding Gaochang ask them to ensure Zhuang Qingning’s safety because he actually meant for them to protect themselves?

Given the way they were taken by surprise, they doubted if they together could survive three of Zhuang Qingning’s punches. Maybe they needed Zhuang Qingning to protect them at the same time?

Or perhaps they were just meant to act as a sort of decoration, to create an illusion of strength?

Shen Quan and Shi Bao looked at each other again, solemnly nodding their heads in agreement.

The carriage continued to move slowly forward.

Having departed early in the morning, after traveling for more than an hour and spending such a long time at Feng Yongfu’s place, chopping some trees along the way…

In summary, the sun was now directly overhead, and it was almost another hour away from Enji Village.

All of them were hungry. When they passed Qingshi Town, they decided to stop for a meal before moving on.

Qingshi Town is larger and busier than Sunguang Town where Zhuang Qingning lives. There are countless tea shops, restaurants, small restaurants, wonton shops, and bun shops here.

After scouting some places and checking them out, they finally chose a relatively quiet noodle shop, planning to each have a bowl of noodles and a few small dishes that went well with noodles.

They chose a place where fewer people frequented due to the lesson learnt from the incident where Zhuang Qingning was captured out late by Jiang Yu and his men. Government officials are now always in uniform when they go out because it can have a deterrent effect in case of an emergency.

In the county town, they patrol the streets every day, and during lunchtime, they find a place to eat. Many people are used to it. But in the town, although there are also government officials, they are less frequently seen. So to avoid gossip and cause commotion, they can only choose a quieter place to eat.

This noodle shop was indeed very quiet. Considering its size, the shop is not small, with enough room for seven or eight tables in the main hall. Judging from the stairs to the side, there is also a second floor.

But for such a large noodle shop, since they entered, there has only been their table of guests, and no one else has come in.

At this time, it is almost lunchtime. If it is still so quiet, they seem to be the only guests in the entire shop for lunch today.

In a town that appears to be very lively, a noodle shop can be so quiet that no customers come in at all. That only suggests one thing…

It must be very unpalatable!

Upon seeing this, Shen Quan and Shi Bao gave each other a look, their faces becoming bitter like a bitter melon. They started regretting coming to this restaurant.

But at this moment, a young waiter, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, greeted them, “What noodles do you want? We only sell noodles in our shop, and we don’t have hot dishes.”

“I’ll have a bowl of plain noodles…” Shen Quan was the first to speak.

Even if the culinary skills are poor, as long as it’s plain noodles, even if boiled in plain water and only salt is added, it shouldn’t taste too bad.

Understanding Shen Quan’s meaning, Shi Bao hurriedly nodded, “I’ll also have plain noodles. More soup and less noodles.”

“Alright.” The waiter answered with a smile, and refilled Zhuang Qingning’s tea cup, “Miss, what kind of noodles do you want?”

“What kinds of noodles do you have here.” Zhuang Qingning asked in return.

“We have plain noodles, egg noodles, chicken soup noodles, meat strip noodles, pork ribs noodles, fish soup noodles, and lamb noodles…” The waiter introduced one by one.

“So which is the best noodle?” Zhuang Qingning asked again.

“If you’re asking for the best, I think they’re all good. But obviously, you can’t eat that much. If you’re ordering only one bowl, I suggest you try the fish soup noodles.”