Master Chen was dumbfounded.
"Compensation!"
"Compensation!"
The surrounding guests were all furious, storming into De Yue Building.
At least six to seven hundred steamed buns had been sold.
With the penalty being a hefty tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Words once spoken are like water poured out.
Master Chen wanted to regret it, but it was already too late.
"Close the shop!"
Master Chen spat a few times, but the taste of rotten cabbage still lingered in his mouth.
Before the door could close, he heard a group of government officers with imposing anger rushing in.
"Where is Master Chen?"
The one leading was the County Magistrate.
"County Magistrate, your timing is perfect, these troublemakers are causing a ruckus here. Quickly drive them away."
Master Chen breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to greet him.
