Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 817: When will I marry you?

Liu Limin spent just more than a hundred taels of silver to poach seven old brewing masters from the Meng Family Wine House, all of whom possessed exquisite brewing techniques. For Liu’s Brewery, this was like picking up a great bargain.

Of course, for the Meng Family Wine House, it was a heavy loss.

Meng Yuanjian couldn’t care less about these matters; he had already taken that more than a hundred taels of silver and vanished into who knows which gambling house. The steward was left seething with anger, barely able to calm down. When he finally arrived at Meng Mansion, he found that he had been furious far too soon.

Meng Tong, who had always regarded the wine house as his lifeline, was sitting on the front steps with a face swollen like a pig’s head, staring into space. Staring was one thing, but before long, he was heaving sighs and shedding tears.

The steward initially thought that the news from the wine house had somehow reached Meng Tong’s ears ahead of time and was just about to praise the Family Head for his reliability when Meng Tong, as if having discovered a new continent, spotted him and approached with a very odd gait on his two legs. With shimmering, bright eyes, he excitedly grabbed the steward’s hands, "Can you cure impotence? Can you?"

Steward: ...

As it turned out, ever since the day he was severely beaten up by Da Hai and his men in the restaurant, Meng Tong’s body hadn’t been the same. The physical injuries were bearable, but that particular area was too embarrassing to mention.

Upon returning to the mansion, Meng Tong had no time to deal with the workers who came to catch the adulterer; he plunged straight into his favorite little concubine’s room. But to his dismay, after trying four or five times, there was absolutely no reaction from down there.

This drove Meng Tong to despair, not because he was worried about producing offspring—he already had a son and a daughter. But as a man, as a man with over ten little concubines, this was an immense disgrace!

He refused to believe it was true, naively thinking he just wasn’t attracted to that little concubine anymore. But after trying with five or six concubines in a row, he had to face the bitter truth.

He was no longer a man!

In an attempt to cure his condition, Meng Tong had seen every doctor in Zhuma Town without any improvement to show for it.

He had also summoned the most famous doctors from the nearby towns, all to no avail.

He even believed in some remedies from rural doctors, who pricked him with needles and massaged him right there and even had his little concubines personally take turns trying to revive him, yet nothing changed.

That’s why he sat so dejectedly on the steps, mourning his loss; after all, if he couldn’t enjoy the pleasures of life anymore, what was the point in earning all that silver?

However, when he heard from the steward that the old masters from his wine house had been poached by Liu Limin, the disheartened Meng Tong suddenly shook himself and had a stroke of inspiration: Liu Limin? Liu Limin! It was because of this woman that he ended up like this. Perhaps, through her, he could find a cure for his ailment!

The steward, seeing the light return to Meng Tong’s eyes, thought he was finally pulling himself together and added fuel to the fire enthusiastically, "Master, you can’t continue to be dispirited like this. Look, you’ve only rested for a few days, and Liu’s Brewery is already stepping on our Meng Family Wine House’s head. We can’t let her profit from us like that, thinking she can get rich just by taking our brewers!"

Meng Tong nodded repeatedly, "That’s right, that’s right. She stole our brewers? Then, as the master, I will steal their boss’s lady!"

The steward was taken aback, the boss’s lady? The Boss surely was relentless!

At Fuman Building, Lin Yuan rested her chin on her hand as she watched Xia Zheng slouching in his chair across from her, squinting her eyes, "Well, are you going to talk or not?"

Xia Zheng shrugged, "Including just now, you’ve asked me seventeen times in the last half-hour."

"If it’s too much for you, then just spit it out!"

Lin Yuan’s patience was almost completely worn down by Xia Zheng. It was strange, she could remain calm with anyone else, but facing Xia Zheng, she would get so flustered that she acted even more childishly than Xiao Linshuang sometimes. Like this business with Meng Tong; she was sure there were details she didn’t know about.

Now, here she was asking, and this guy was still stubbornly keeping his mouth shut, really suffocating her.

Xia Zheng, on the other hand, seemed to quite enjoy watching Lin Yuan on the verge of exploding. Normally, she was as composed as an old monk or as fierce as a mother tiger. Seeing her now like an adorable kitten was indeed a rarity.

"Look! What are you looking at? If you keep staring, I’ll scoop out your eyeballs and kick them around like balls!" Lin Yuan threatened, raising her small hand and deliberately revealing a sinister and fierce look in her eyes.