Female Novel
Chapter 7 The One Who Causes Trouble
Chapter 7 The one who causes trouble
Within half an hour, Lachlan arrived at the morning market in the west city district. He saw a frieddough stick stand on the roadside near the market entrance. The reason he came all this way wasbecause he knew they used good oil here.
"Boss, give me two pounds... no, five pounds. Just make it ten pounds of fried dough sticks... andtwo bowls of tofu pudding to go!" Lachlan said to the stand owner.
The stand owner looked at Lachlan strangely and asked, "Young man, are you here to causetrouble?"
Lachlan shook his head speechlessly and said, "How about I pay you first?"
The dragon energy constantly surging from his left kidney nourished and strengthened his bodywhile also making him feel like a bottomless pit in need of nutrients. Nora was hungry but Lachlanwas even hungrier! He felt like he could eat an entire cow!
Hearing that Lachlan wanted to pay first, the stand owner finally relaxed and pointed at a pile offried dough sticks in front of him saying, "This is all we have but it might not be exactly ten pounds.I'll weigh them for you so you can pay for what you get."
"Okay!" Lachlan nodded.
At this time another group arrived at the breakfast stall as well. At their head was an imposing oldman holding a porcelain doll-like little girl who appeared to be only six or seven years old.
In addition, there was a handsome young man and a middle-aged man with an imposing presence.
"Grandpa, Dr. Bailey said you can't eat greasy food. If my grandma finds out you snuck out to eatfried dough sticks, she'll scold you again!" The handsome young man sighed.
"Who said I came out to eat fried dough sticks? I came out for morning exercises, got it?" The oldman glared at the young man.
"Okay! Okay! You came out for morning exercises." The handsome young man clearly couldn't doanything about his grandfather and shrugged helplessly.
It's said that some people never grow up, and his grandfather who used to be a dominant figure wasno exception.
"This place uses good oil and the tofu pudding is also delicious. Let's go over and have a few bites!"The old man walked over without hesitation with an eager expression on his face.
"Boss, give us four pounds of fried dough sticks and four bowls of tofu pudding," the old manordered without hesitation.
The stall owner was weighing Lachlan's order when he heard this request. He apologized, "Oh, Sir,I'm really sorry but we're sold out of fried dough sticks."
As someone who had been in business for years, he could tell that the old man wasn't an ordinaryperson just by looking at him.
"No more? Then what are these?"
The handsome young man furrowed his brow and pointed to the pile of fried dough sticks. "He'sbuying all of these?" he asked.
The vendor explained politely, "Yes, he is."
"So he's going to eat all of them himself? Can he even handle that? Give us half!" The young mandidn't wait for a response from Lachlan before making his demand.
Lachlan couldn't help but notice the arrogance in the young man's demeanor. He was used todealing with people like him.
"Um... could we split them up a bit?" The vendor looked at Lachlan for guidance.
Lachlan frowned and glanced at the old man. He replied calmly, "Sorry, I don't have enough formyself. I don't want to share."
The young man's attitude annoyed Lachlan. He hadn't even had enough food yet, so why should hegive any away?
And besides, what about the old man's health?
"Hmph! You can't possibly eat all of those by yourself! Are you some kind of pig? Hmph!" The littlegirl next to the old man pouted and spoke rudely towards Lachlan; she clearly wasn't happy withhim.
"Kid, you better watch your mouth." The handsome young man's face turned cold, with a warningimplied.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
"Hehe, this old man isn't in the best of health. Eating fried dough sticks could lead to sudden death.It's better not to have any," Lachlan said casually. If the young man was going to speak like that, hewouldn't be polite either.
"What did you say? You're asking for it!" With those words, the young man's expression changedand he pointed at Lachlan fiercely rebuking him.
This guy not only didn't know how to show respect but also didn't know his own limits. How daredhe curse his grandfather?
"Kid, kneel down and slap yourself ten times in the face or else just based on what you said now,you can disappear from this world!" The middle-aged man with a heavy aura spoke viciously aswell.
"Henry, Rowan, forget it! Since he doesn't want to share, then let's not force him. Let's go."However, the old man waved his hand and stopped his grandson and subordinate from doinganything further.
Henry Ward snorted coldly without saying anything more in front of his grandfather but gaveLachlan a chilling look instead.
However, deep down inside him, Henry had made up his mind that if he didn't take care of this kidlater, then he would have failed as an heir of the Ward family!
"No worries, sir. I'll split these fried dough sticks with all of you." At that moment though, without anyhesitation or explanation needed, the vendor simply took out half of what should have been sold toLachlan and handed it directly over to the old man who hesitated for a moment before accepting itanyway.
It was the vendor's decision, nothing to do with him.
"Ha! Piggy, you're so annoying!" the little girl made a face at Lachlan and proudly shook her head.
The four of them found a spot to sit down in the next second. The old man couldn't wait and took abig bite of his fried dough stick.
"What do you mean? There should be an order here. This dough stick is mine!" Lachlan askedunhappily.
"What do you mean it's yours? You haven't paid yet. Young man, when you're out and about withoutmoney or power, it's better to be smooth or else trouble will come knocking sooner or later!" Thestall owner sneered at Lachlan with an eerie tone.
This guy was dressed plainly and looked poor with his old 2G phone from years ago. In comparison,the old man and young people looked either rich or wealthy. Naturally, the stall owner wanted to sellwell.
Lachlan shook his head and said lightly, "It doesn't necessarily have to be me who brings troubleupon myself."
After losing everything due to his daughter's illness, Lachlan had seen enough of this kind ofsnobbishness from stall owners like him. He paid for what he had eaten and prepared to leave withthe remaining fried dough sticks in hand.
"Oh! So your meaning is that I offended you so I'm asking for trouble?"
"I can't believe it! Look at yourself before you start making fun of others! Disgusting!" The vendorsneered behind Lachlan.
Suddenly, something strange happened. The elderly man who was happily eating his fried doughstick just a second ago suddenly clutched his chest in pain and collapsed on the ground.
"Grandfather, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Ward! Mr. Ward!"
"Great-grandpa, please don't scare me! Waaah..."
Henry and Rowan James were so frightened that their voices changed pitch.
The little girl burst into tears with a loud wail!
The vendor who was mocking Lachlan earlier was stunned by the sudden turn of events.