Chapter 117: Someone Can Afford It_1
Qian Yixiu and Qian Xiaofeng were passing by Huaxi Village when they saw Old woman Qian and Qian Yiduo heading toward the west side of the village.
Qian Yiduo also saw Qian Yixiu, ran over, and said, "Sister Embroidery, I want to go to your house to eat deer meat."
Qian Yixiu then took her hand and continued towards the west side of the village with Old woman Qian. Along the way, people kept asking about the legend of the white wolf, and Qian Yixiu vividly recounted the tale once again.
When several of them returned home, the deer offal was already stewed to perfection. Qian Sangui had Qian Manxia lead Qian Xiaoyu to deliver a small bowl each to Qian’s Main Courtyard, the second wife’s home, Second Grandpa’s House, Wang Lizheng’s house, Xie Huzi’s House, and Mr. Zhang’s House. Deer meat was still a rarity, even if it was just the offal; these households rarely had the chance to taste it.
In Huaxi Village, the Qian’s third wife had unwittingly saved a white wolf, and the several versions of the story about the wolf showing gratitude by bringing a spotted deer in return quickly spread, soon reaching neighboring villages like Darong Village.
Yama Raja Xu heard this and sneered, saying, "Nonsense! I’ve been a hunter for over twenty years, even followed my master into the deep mountains, and I’ve never seen any white wolf. My master used to say that all the white wolves are in the northern territories of the Tatars, there are none around here. It’s clear these stories are just made up by the Old Qian Family to scare people. It seems to me that many of the Old Qian Family’s tales are exaggerated; they are not as frightening as they make them out to be."
Boss Xu chuckled and said, "No matter whether their family is terrifying or not, didn’t my nephew say yesterday? In addition to loving opera, Sir Jin only loves stunningly beautiful young women. Once he sees the portrait of Qian’s silly widow, who looks heavenly beautiful, even surpassing Hua Wuxin from the Red Cloud Troupe in looks... Hey hey, we can’t afford that silly widow, but naturally, someone else can."
Boss Xu nodded and said, "Once Sir Jin takes care of that family, we’ll bring that girl into our door. I heard they’ve got a new delicate and tender little maid. By then, master and servant will both enter to serve me." After saying this, he patted the armrest of his chair with a self-satisfied smirk.
Boss Xu advised, "Not everything about the Qian family is bluster; Old Wong has always covered for them, and we’ve seen those noble young masters ourselves. Sir Jin might not be afraid of them, but it’s still better for our family to stay behind the scenes."