Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots

Chapter 400: Pouring Water on Her Head (5)_1



Lan Hua, upon hearing the words "male prostitution", immediately thought of Lin Yuan’s stern warning. Her gaze darkened, and she jerked her arm free from the woman’s grasp, "Don’t talk about that nonsense again, be careful or others will hear and laugh at you!"

The other woman, however, laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Bits of tofu residue sprayed out from her mouth, which disgusted Lan Hua so much that she stepped back two steps in revulsion.

"Hey girl, did you just say that? I remember, you were the one who secretly pulled me aside to ask about the male prostitution. What’s wrong, you forgot about it in just a few days? Don’t be shy; we’re all women here, sister understands!" As the woman spoke, she gave Lan Hua a knowing look.

The other factory-working women all looked up, their expressions as varied and unpredictable as if their faces were dyed in a dye workshop, and their gazes towards Lan Hua shifted again and again.

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Lan Hua’s face turned red and white with anger when she was called out like this. She stamped her foot furiously, pointed at the woman, and demanded, "What nonsense are you spouting? Who asked you about male prostitution? Don’t spit blood here! You, get out, sneaking tofu during work and talking all this rubbish. We, our tofu shop doesn’t want you anymore!"

That woman was not meek by nature either. She curled her lip and sat down on a small stool nearby, picking dirt from her long nails, "You say you don’t want me and that’s that? Who do you think you are? Besides, I just snuck a couple of pieces of tofu to taste—it’s not stealing! And, about talking nonsense during work, I should be telling you off! If you hadn’t picked up my line, would I have talked so much?"

"Who picked up your line? Loudspeaker, oh Loudspeaker, no wonder nobody calls you by your name, they only call you Loudspeaker, hmph, it’s your rotten mouth, could make the dead sound alive!" Lan Hua, after all, was Lan Hua; she had once even sparred with Xiao He’s mother. Now she had calmed down somewhat and her retort was not without force.

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