Chapter 103: Aim at

"At that time, sister Rouer went out, and Master was not there, I ..." Fang Dashi pondered, "I was suddenly in a hurry, so I went to make it easier and I didn't see anyone here."
"So, it must have been when none of the three of us were present. Someone came in and broke it!" Gentle inferred.
"It must be so right, but the immediate priority is to find out exactly what is added to the soup, which will cause everyone to have diarrhea. If I can't find it, I'm afraid there is another time!" Wen Shouzheng was bitter.
"Yeah! What added!" Gentle eyes looked around, not willing to let go of any details in the small kitchen.
On the neat stove, as usual, various kitchen utensils are displayed, and the ingredients are sorted one by one and are regularly discharged.
"What the is it?" Gentle thought almost burst.
Suddenly, a smash of white powder on the stove top reflected into the gentle eyes.
"Well, what is this? Is it salt?" Gently leaned down and studied the powder carefully.
"Rouer, what are you doing?" Wen Shouzheng was worrying about the soup, but when he saw Genu bowed his waist, looking at the stove, he asked.
"Dad, Brother Stone, come and see, what is this?" Gentle beckoning.
"Is it salt? Or sugar?" Wen Shouzheng was also surprised.
"Dad, Brother Stone, we don't need sugar to make this soup. If it's salt, it's too careless to spread it on the table using Daddy's craftsmanship!" Murmured softly.
"Hi! What about it! Is it salt or sugar? If you taste it, you know?" Fang Dashi said, dipped his finger and took it, just to put it in his mouth.
"No!" Gentle yelled, holding Fang Dashi's wrist with a hand.
"Sister Rouer ..." Fang Dashi was just as old-fashioned as Fang Gang, except when he was young. Mother in memory, let alone a girl, I have never even touched a grandma!
Now gentle white and soft little hands. Holding it so tightly on his wrist, maybe because of the cold winter. Or because of the tenderness, thinness, and coldness, a slight coolness diffused from the gentle fingers, and a little infiltration into Fang Dashi's wrist.
Fang Dashi was deadlocked at this moment, but he couldn't move at all. He just felt restless and bloody.
"Stone! Can't eat!" Wen Shouzheng exclaimed immediately. Immediately, a vertigo of Fang Dashi was pulled back to the flat ground.
"Brother Stone, before you can find out the truth, everything suspicious must be entered!" Gentle and solemn.
"Oh! It's my recklessness." Fang Dashi blushed. Whisper.
Gently let go of your hands and continue studying the strange powder.
"Stone, look there and see if there are any other clues." Wen Shouzheng ordered.
"Dad, this is not a seasoning in the kitchen. Come and take a look." Gentle softly.
"Smooth to the touch, there is no graininess of salt and sugar, and no frustration of alkali and starch. What is this?" Wen Shouzheng was scratching his head for a while, and it is hardly the cause of diarrhea ?
"Master. I checked and there is nothing wrong with it elsewhere." Fang Dashi returned in a circle.
"Dad, it seems that only by finding out this powder can we dispel the mystery." The gentle brows frowned slightly.
For the sake of caution, before dinner, the back chef of Zuixianlou completely exhausted all the soup at noon and cooked it again. Everyone was on duty and busy, and finally, the evening guests were well received.
"His father, are you back?" As night fell, Zhou stood up to meet Wen's father and daughter.
"Well, Tinger's stinky boy is still reading in the room?" Wen Shou responded.
"Yeah, Tinger has been more diligent than Mr. Song Tao since he followed Mr. Song Tao, but ..." Zhou hesitated for a moment.
"Mother, what's the matter?" Gentle yawned, and it seemed like she was physically and mentally exhausted today.
"After dinner, Mr. Song Tao came to see me personally, saying that after a few days of interruption, he would move back to his place tomorrow." Zhou said.
"But your wife is not entertaining you and the others?" Wen Shouzheng frowned.
This is a good place to live and eat and drink in Zuixianlou. How can I leave? Zhou is full of doubts.
"Dad, sir is not a fussy person, presumably because we are afraid of our inconvenience. That's what I said. Dad, sir is used to it, it's better that you follow him, just let your brother follow." A sentence.
"This ..." Wen Shouzheng still felt something wrong.
"Rouer, look at you sleepy, go to sleep!" Zhou looked at the girl with a distressed look, and gave Wen Shouzhen a hard look, heart, old things, see you tired of the girl! Did n’t you say that you learn to cook with you? How can I come back every day, as if I had fallen apart?
"Futura, that's it. You go to bed earlier, I'll go first." Even though Wen Shouzheng was going to the bedroom.
"Well, I'll go after washing these clothes." Zhou said, and sat down again.
With a dim kerosene lamp, a large tub was placed in front of Zhou's.
"Mother, don't be too late ..." Gently turned and said to Zhou.
Suddenly, half a box of white powder jumped into the gentle eyes of a large box beside an iron box.
"White powder!" Gen Ru immediately came to the spirit, "Daddy, come soon!" Gen Shou called Wen Shouzheng fiercely.
"Mother, what is this?" Gently squatted in front of Zhou, rubbing the powder in the box with his hands.
"Hey! You are busy cooking all day, these things are naturally not seen! The polished saponin powder is sold and sold everywhere in the streets after the New Year. You see, every time you do laundry, just a little bit, it is very convenient. Now! "Said Zhou, and squeezed some more, and threw it into the basin.
White powder, fused with water, colorless and odorless.
"Dad! Try it, that's how it feels!" Gentle at the moment, grabbing a lot of soap powder, rubbing excitedly.
Wen Shouzheng also became interested, and immediately became a lot.
The father and daughter had a lot of soap powder in their hands. They rubbed and looked at each other and nodded, seeing Zhou's distressed death!
"Hey, you two don't sleep, don't waste my saponin powder! Several copper plates!"
"Dad, do you remember? When you were young, you took your brother and me to collect elm money. My brother mistakenly thought that all the leaves could be eaten. As a result, I chewed the soap clips of my mother's laundry. As a result, my stomach hurt and I diarrhea One day! "Gentle recalled the childishness of previous lives.
"Yes, yes! That stinky boy did! Hahaha!" Wen Shouzheng nodded frequently.
"Dad, there are people selling saponin powder on the streets now. Presumably those women who are drunk in Xianlou will also prepare some when they do the laundry. Someone must make trouble from it, which will cause everyone to follow the diarrhea!" Gentle speculated.
"Yeah! Why didn't I think of it!" Wen Shouzheng patted his head.
"Dad, tomorrow I'll take some of my mother's soap powder and bring it to the back kitchen, add it to the soup, and try it to see if it smells like that!" Said Gentlely, putting the handful of soap powder in my hand. Wrap it carefully and put it in your waist.
"Well, I'll ask tomorrow, to see Hou Chu's mother-in-law. Is there any saponin powder!" The father and daughter went to bed and went to sleep contentedly.
"The two grandpas are really a pair of lunatics! Say that the girl will learn to cook with you! You see, you brought the girl, there is no shape! In the future, no husband's family dare to ask, see you in a hurry!" Sip. Continue to wash my clothes.
On the second day, Wen Shouzheng's father and daughter got up very early. The new discoveries of yesterday were already unbearable in the hearts of the two. They were preparing to fill their stomachs and rushed to Zuixianlou for verification.
Wen Shouzheng went to eat. Ready to go first, gentle and hurry, and finally finished drinking a large bowl of porridge, looking at the hours, afraid that it was too late, grabbed a bun, then bowed his head while walking. Without paying attention, he hit a soft white wall.
"Ren Yue!" Gentlely raised his head and blurted out. What is this white wall? It is clearly the white-skinned unparalleled son Ren Yue.
"It's rude." Ren Yue frowned slightly. "You won't call me a son! Every time you call him by name, and you're not afraid of jokes!"
"Hmm ..." Wen Rou had unswallowed steamed buns just now. After listening to Ren Yue's words, I wondered if it was funny or was caught by the morning north wind. He sprayed out and the steamed buns splashed into Ren Yue's body.
"You! It's so rude!" Ren Yue couldn't get angry, and was busy patting the residue on his body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ren Yue ... No, Ren Gongzi!" Gentle also flustered, reaching out, trying to help flap.
One hand is not enough, or two hands together, as for the hoe, just put it directly in your mouth!
Ren Yuefang was still angry. Shen Feifengyue's face was stretched by the old man, and he raised his eyes tenderly, with a big in his mouth, and a pair of small hands to help clap, Ren Yue's hard restraint, this was The smile that held back the corner of his mouth seemed unnatural.
"No more, no more, I'll go back and change one! By the way, this morning, where are you going?" Ren Yue shook his sleeves and changed the subject.
"Oh, I went to Zuixianlou with my dad, and today there are many things, so I have to go early!" Gently smiled.
"So early ..." Ren Yue looked at the tenderness in front of him, with a little admiration in his heart. No wonder this girl is very young, and she has superb cooking skills.
"By the way, Mr. Ren, you're getting up early!" Gentle rubbed the that was still in his mouth.
"Oh, get used to it, get up and stretch your body in the morning!" Ren Yue's eyes were slightly blackened, although he was still a handsome face, but the trace of fatigue could not be covered.
What are you used to, I'm afraid you're not used to sleeping!
I felt a little pity in my tender heart, thinking how spacious and comfortable the marshal's house was. Such a cute boy could be wronged for a few days in the rural village house to see the small house where the sundries were originally stored. All kitchens are much bigger than this!
"Ren Gongzi, I heard that you are going to move back yesterday. My father and I have something urgent today, so I ca n’t send you. Fortunately, there are two uncles. By the way, my brother asked Mr. and Gongren." , What is said is straightforward.
"Girl Wen is polite. Since these days, girl Wen has been annoying to take care of her teacher. Childhood, it won't be a problem. Girl Wen, see you at noon. "Ren Yue smiled.
"So, the little girl thanked me." Gently returned to the ceremony and lifted her leg to leave.
"Hey, Girl Wen ..." Ren Yue remembered something.
"What is he doing?"
"Oh, it's okay. Thanks to Chef Wen for me." Ren Yue thought about it. Although he was not very relieved, this girl was pure and straightforward, and caused troubles in recent days. Alas, she couldn't stay in drunk fairy all the time. Lou, thinking of Fan Jian's various actions in recent days, Ren Yue's heart was really worried.
In the early morning of Zuixianlou, there was quietness and peace, without any hassle at mealtime, but Wen Shouzheng and Tuanrou did not have the time to enjoy such a pleasant morning. The father and daughter were immersed in preparing the soup of yesterday's problems!
"Dad, that's right!" Gentle holding a bowl of freshly prepared soup and smelling it under his nose.
"Rouer, I also went to the backyard just now. I saw half a small bucket of saponin powder scattered around the well in the backyard! It seems that someone intentionally broke it." Wen Shouzheng was touching his chin, thoughtfully.
"Someone deliberately made a mess?" A few figures were filtered out of the gentle mind.
"Dad, do you think it was the ghost of the Yin family?"
"This is impossible! Yin Fugui's old tortoise has been tired of bleak business since the last time he stole the recipe. All the restaurants in Xianyang City ordered our wine again. I heard the ten miles of the Yin family. The distillery couldn't stand it anymore, and I was looking for someone to come out of the store recently! How could it be him! Besides, he didn't show up in Drunk Xianlou yesterday! "Wen Shouzheng thought carefully, shaking his head.
"Will it be Fan Jian?" Gentle thought of another person.
"Person of Fan Jian?" Wen Shouzheng pondered for a long time, and then said, "It's hard to say, although the back chef is the restaurant's main place, but it was really confusing yesterday. Maybe someone was in trouble or bad! ... "
"Daddy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Do you think it's wrong, too? If the fan Jian, why don't you start with the most customers, but just target our kitchen when we eat?" Gentle asked. .
"Yes, this is exactly what I suspect. If it wasn't for Fan Jian, it would have been a ghost in our kitchen!" Wen Shouzheng's brow twisted even harder.
"Dad, I want you to be humble and have never had a holiday with anyone. If you are an inner ghost, what is it for?" Gentleness was confused.
"Say bad, anyway, from now on, we will take turns guarding the kitchenette, and we will unite you, Uncle Tang and Uncle Zheng, and never give the bad guys another chance! Looking back, I will ask Master Zhang Yun Ming. "Wen Shouzheng is ready to rest for the sake of the rest of the kitchen.
Unexpected, but some people do not appreciate it.
At this moment, just beside Chef Zhang, Xiao Wu is holding a bowl of white porridge ...
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