Chapter 95 The Filial Son's Self-Strategy
Shopkeeper Feng's eyes were dark and unclear.
The robber who was holding Gu Dashu with a knife received a signal from Manager Feng, and he exerted a little force with his hand, and the knife injured Gu Dashu's neck.
"Mom, I'm dying."
Warm blood dripped onto Gu Dashu's hand. Gu Dashu thought his throat was cut and screamed in fear.
Gu Taohua was also trembling with fear. What scared her was Tong Huaqiong.
My mother is more cruel than I thought!
My second brother was even cut by a knife, but my mother still showed no sign of sympathy.
"Humph." Tong Huaqiong sneered.
Tong Huaqiong was really not waging psychological warfare on Shopkeeper Feng.
If she had to sacrifice someone, she would rather sacrifice Gu Dashu.
Anyway, she is not Tong Da Jiao, so she has no psychological pressure.
Tong Huaqiong turned around and was about to leave.
This ruthlessness shocked Manager Feng.
He couldn't let her go, his original intention was to get the pastry recipe.
Instead of killing people.
However, since Widow Tong does not cherish her son's life, she should at least cherish her own life.
He raised his hand, and the leader blocked Tong Huaqiong's way with a knife.
"What's the matter? You want to kill me?" Tong Huaqiong asked.
"I won't kill you, but I can chop off your hands and scratch your face." Shopkeeper Feng personally took the knife and waved it at Tong Huaqiong's face a few times.
"Kill me first and let my mother go." Gu Dashu howled.
To be honest, Tong Huaqiong was a little moved by Gu Dashu's voice. This son's filial piety was genuine. She had clearly given up on him just now, but Gu Dashu still fulfilled his duties as a son to her.
However, what finally made Tong Huaqiong give up resistance was not Gu Dashu's howling, but the cruelty she saw in the eyes of Manager Feng.
Shopkeeper Feng will not kill her, but he will destroy her.
At that moment, Shopkeeper Feng really wanted to scratch her face.
Although she was a widow and had no chance of getting married relying on her face, she didn't want to disfigure herself.
Face is also very important in business situations. A disfigured face will affect the mood of customers.
"Don't you just want a pastry recipe? Why are you shouting and killing?" Tong Huaqiong said.
Hearing the softening tone in Tong Huaqiong's words, Manager Feng sighed. This widow didn't even care about her son's life, but she cared a lot about her own face.
"I'll give it to you." Tong Huaqiong said.
Seeing that Tong Huaqiong had given in, Shopkeeper Feng put on a smiling face and said, "If you had done this earlier, nothing would have happened."
“I don’t want to kill them all.”
Shopkeeper Feng said this, but his hand holding the knife did not relax at all.
"I don't want your other pastry recipes. I want these four: taro pastry, chestnut pastry, cookies, and pork floss dumplings." said Shopkeeper Feng.
These four are Taohua Dessert’s flagship products, and Tong Huaqiong relied on them to snatch the business from Sushiyuan.
He didn't believe that after he got the recipe, a roadside stall could compete with the pastry shop that had been in Yanguan Town for more than ten years.
What's more, Sushiyuan has now started retail business.
"If you put down your knife, I'll give it to you." Tong Huaqiong said.
Shopkeeper Feng hesitated.
"With a group of men like you, where do you think I can run to?" Tong Huaqiong asked with a sneer.
Shopkeeper Feng smiled and put away the knife. He took out a pen and paper from his bosom, handed them to Gu Taohua and said, "Widow Tong, you read it, and your daughter write it."
He had already inquired about it. Gu Taohua could read and the words on the Taohua dessert packaging were all written by this girl.
Tong Huaqiong grabbed the paper and pen and said, "Who are you looking down on? My daughter doesn't need to write, I'll write it."
After that, he wrote down the recipes for his four flagship products.
Shopkeeper Feng received the prescription, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Is this prescription really without reservation?"
Tong Huaqiong nodded and said, "You can only trust me now. I dare not fool you. My life is in your hands."
Shopkeeper Feng smiled. He naturally believed in this recipe.
He didn't want Tong Huaqiong's life, he wanted her to leave the pastry industry in Yanguan Town.
"The recipe is one thing, but you also have to make sure that peach blossom desserts never appear in Yanguan Town again," said Shopkeeper Feng.
"What if I don't promise?" Tong Huaqiong asked.
Shopkeeper Feng made a killing gesture.
"Then I understand." Tong Huaqiong said.
"Then I'll take that as your promise." said Manager Feng.
In fact, he didn't care whether Tong Huaqiong promised or not. As long as he could get the recipe this time, he would be able to drive Taohua Dessert out.
I heard that Taohua Dessert is going to open a shop, let’s open it in our dreams.
The sky gradually darkened, and Shopkeeper Feng, who had obtained the prescription, left with his men.
Tong Huaqiong's legs and feet felt a little weak.
It would be a lie to say that I'm not afraid. It's definitely not a pleasant feeling to have a knife against my neck.
The reason why she was not afraid of Manager Feng was that she was just pretending and acting for Manager Feng to see. Threatening her with her family was useless.
In the future, she will not only open a shop in Yanguan Town, but also go to Pingchuan County, Fucheng and even Shengjing. Today's situation is just a drill. She doesn't want the whole Gu family to be wiped out by competitors one day.
"Mom." Gu Taohua helped Tong Huaqiong up.
Her legs and feet were also a little weak.
Gu Dashu collapsed on the ground, the wound on his neck was bleeding, fortunately the wound was not deep.
Gu Dashu couldn't see the condition of the wound on his neck. He could only feel drops of blood dripping down. He wiped the wound with his hand and his face turned pale with fright. He really thought he was going to die.
"Oh my god, am I going to die?" Gu Dashu said as he lay on the ground.
"Mom, you've been saying that I'm lazy and gluttonous these days, and you always dislike me. I don't blame you at all for wanting to give me up just now. If I die, you can let Yue'e remarry and just help me take good care of Yaozu."
Gu Dashu's tears fell as he spoke.
He was still very sad because his mother remained indifferent when someone pushed her neck just now.
But he really didn't blame his mother, not at all.
He felt that he had been such a jerk in the past. If he had been able to stand up for himself, his mother wouldn't have to go to the town to sell cakes, and wouldn't have gotten into trouble with the Sushi Garden, and thus the disaster of being threatened with a knife wouldn't have happened today.
To put it bluntly, he did it all himself.
As a filial son in ancient times, Gu Dashu began to attack himself.
Thinking that I would not be able to be filial to my mother in the future, my heart ached and I cried out.
"Dashu, why are you howling? You won't die. The wound on your neck is not as deep as a hole made by rain in the mud." Tong Huaqiong said.
Tong Huaqiong felt a little touched when she saw that there was no complaint in Gu Dashu's eyes.
She actually did feel a little bit of motherly love for her son.
"Second brother, the wound on your neck is really a small one. You won't die." Gu Taohua took out a handkerchief and helped press on the wound.
"Dashu, don't think that your mother doesn't care about you. The reason why your mother did that just now was because I was betting with Manager Feng. If Manager Feng really goes after you, I will definitely take out the prescription." Tong Huaqiong said to Gu Dashu.
Although there is a bit of PUA element in it, there is nothing we can do about it.
It was impossible for Tong Huaqiong to break up with Gu Dashu, so she could only try her best to play the role of a loving mother.
"Mom, I know."
No matter whether Tong Huaqiong believed it or not, Gu Dashu believed it anyway.
"Your wound is fine. I'll apply some medicine on it when we get home. It will definitely scab over overnight." Tong Huaqiong said.
Fortunately, Tong Huaqiong asked Maner to take out the anti-inflammatory drugs from the space.
She was really afraid that in this era of poor medical conditions, Gu Dashu would die of tetanus because of a minor wound.
Who knows what the knife was used on? It could have been a human or an animal.
She didn't want Gu Dashu to die, as her son could still be of great use to her.
When Gu Dashu heard that he would not die, he jumped up from the ground and asked Tong Huaqiong with a worried look on his face: "Mom, did you give the prescription to Shopkeeper Feng just like that?"