Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1374 - 1363: Refusing to Be an Abused Heroine

Today the braised food stall closed early, much to the chagrin of a group of regular customers who came specifically for it. However, when Aunt Li’s family and Director Chen’s family entered Ye Qiu’s home, they were instantly teased by the enticing aroma.

Aunt Li didn’t even pick up her teacup, but went straight into the kitchen. Watching Ye Qiu cooking, her eyes sparkled. What a good kid, how can the cooking skill be so good?

"I only knew your family’s braised dishes were delicious, but I didn’t expect Ye Qiu’s cooking to be so good too." Aunt Li didn’t stop talking all evening; she was practically envious of Chen Ju having not only a smart son but also a daughter with an incredible cooking talent, completely worry-free. Unlike her own son, who is now established, she still finds annoying.

"This skill is a bit wasted on braised dishes; if you open a restaurant, guests would surely flood in." Uncle Li clinked glasses with his brother-in-law, enjoying the meal immensely.

"I haven’t planned that far ahead yet. Plus, braised dishes are convenient to make, and with just my mom and me, we won’t be too tired," Ye Qiu explained with a smile.

"That’s true. Just with your skill, you will surpass the Third Son’s family’s stall in this night market sooner or later. Then slowly buy a shop and hire more people; you might even open a chain store in a few years."

Uncle Li said it offhandedly, but he hadn’t expected that Ye Qiu really intended to do that. To prevent future retaliations from Zhang Xianwei, the madman, she must strengthen herself. Opening a chain store was just the first step.

However, the success of her business would inevitably arouse jealousy from others. The night market business was only so much, and her small, unknown stall suddenly shot to fame with sales skyrocketing, naturally weakening other stalls. The first one affected was the old braised food leader of the night market, Liu Laosan.

Previously, Liu Laosan’s family couldn’t sell enough of their thousand jin of stock every day, but now they can’t even sell half of it. The main issue is that customers only came here after failing to buy from Ye Qiu’s stall; they would still complain about his stall’s food not being as tasty as Ye Qiu’s.

Sales plummeting meant income plummeting, with fewer and fewer buyers, creating a vicious cycle. How could there be no resentment towards Ye Qiu?

Especially since his family was the local bully, targeting Ye Family, the outsider, was a no-brainer. Their method was simple: hire a few hooligans to hang around Ye Family’s stall, glaring and intimidating potential customers so that no one dared to approach.

Even though Aunt Li and others reported to the police or sought market officials’ help, it was futile. As soon as people came, those thugs scattered, and even if one or two were caught, they wouldn’t admit to anything—they hadn’t done anything violent, so could they not be allowed to stand around?

"It must be Liu Laosan who hired them. He used to mix in the underworld, and now that his business is flowing to yours, he surely isn’t happy, resorting to such sleazy tactics. It’s utterly disgusting!" Aunt Li was infuriated, yet she was just an ordinary citizen. How could she deal with someone like Liu Laosan?

Two days later, Ye Family’s business had sold little beyond some care from local residents. Out of options, Ye Qiu and the others could only send the unsold goods to orphanages, nursing homes, or sanitation workers.

Unexpectedly, this action saved their stall, and Ye Qiu, having deviated from the original plot, still encountered the male lead, Cheng Ruiting.

"Boss, the kids are eating now; would you like to go see?" The Cheng Family was a local wealthy family, often giving back to the community after making money. Every year, Cheng Ruiting visited the orphanage to check on the kids, and having free time today, he came to visit.

"Sure, let’s see what they’re having for lunch," Cheng Ruiting nodded. As he entered the cafeteria, a peculiar aroma of food greeted him, arousing his appetite.

"What’s for lunch today?" he asked curiously.

"Pork meatballs, shrimp, broccoli, tomato egg soup, and some braised dishes given by someone."

"Braised dishes? Why were braised dishes sent? Bring some over for me to try."

The assistant fetched a bowl containing braised beef and braised tofu, explaining to Cheng Ruiting: "I just asked Teacher Deng; it was brought by a nearby night market stall that didn’t sell all their goods."

Cheng Ruiting tasted it and was astonished by the flavor: "Such a good taste and it couldn’t be sold out?"

"Seems like the exceptionally good taste has affected the business of others, so they’ve been targeted recently."

"Would people do that in my night market?" Cheng Ruiting frowned. "Come with me tonight to check it out?"

The assistant knew his boss was about to uphold justice again. He thought his boss was probably the most perfect man on earth, not only wealthy and smart, but never looking down on anyone, rarely losing his temper, and actively addressing injustice. He imagined that today, the targeted small stall was likely to turn their luck around.

The assistant never expected that he and his boss would come just in time to witness Liu Laosan, the self-proclaimed local tyrant, intimidating people.

"Of all businesses, you chose to sell braised dishes here; don’t you know that only I can run braised dishes on this street, huh?" Liu Laosan, though short in stature, was extremely arrogant. "I’ll give you a chance now: sell me the braised food recipe, or you’ll neither have customers nor anyone to sell the recipe to in the future."

"Impossible," Ye Qiu coldly rejected. "Even if I gave you the recipe, you couldn’t replicate my flavor. If you can’t compete with me, you’re resorting to underhanded tactics. Can you really bully forever?"

"Little girl," Liu Laosan sneered. "I’m telling you, Liu Laosan can bully here forever. What can you do about it?"

"Isn’t this night market yours? If you have the guts, keep hiring people to block my stall every day," Ye Qiu snorted, unfazed by his intimidation.

Liu Laosan’s face darkened: "You refuse the toast and eat the punishment; a newcomer dares to oppose me. Just you wait."

"Wait for what?" Cheng Ruiting stepped out from the crowd. His distinguished appearance and outstanding demeanor instantly gathered everyone’s attention.

Liu Laosan looked intimidated, but remembering his backing, he regained courage: "What’s it to you? Those unrelated should scram; beware of trouble."

Cheng Ruiting didn’t get angry; his assistant was enraged, shouting, "Who are you telling to scram? Do you know whose night market this is?"

As the crowd’s eyes grew puzzled, Cheng Ruiting laughed: "Funny enough, this night market is mine; you aren’t qualified to tell me to scram, but I can certainly make you scram."