After wearing the book, she got the wrong script

Chapter 180 In-depth investigation
Yuan Zitai came again in the evening, saying that he suspected that all this might be a conspiracy against the child in Aunt Lin's womb.

Bai Fu rolled his eyes against heaven.

This guy has played too much palace fighting.

"You do not understand"

Yuan Zitai was not despised by that supercilious look, "Aunt Lin is not an ordinary aunt, she is a smart woman who may give birth to the youngest and promising grandson of the Huang family."

So Bai Fu heard a story from Yuan Zitai.

The general idea is that the eldest son is not doing business and indulges in fun, the second son has a family business but is weak, the third son is timid and cowardly, the fourth son is trapped by love, and the fifth son is ambitious but not justified.

Only the old man, because his mother favored him, he was smart, capable and reliable, so he was the most favored and expected by his father, so he was plotted against many times, and he lived a beautiful life, but he walked on thin ice
Bai Fu got up and opened the door, pointed outside:
"You can go. The Xianqu Building should not be closed yet. You can go and have a try."

"Try it?" Yuan Zitai looked puzzled.

Bai Fu said:
"Storyteller, what you say is much more exciting than the storyteller there, and you should be able to get a lot of rewards."

Yuan Zitai really went to Xianqu Pavilion when he left Huangfu.

Coincidentally, what the storyteller was talking about today was this play, and many of the contents overlapped with what he said, but he was very dissatisfied with the storyteller's description of Lao Laizi, the late emperor.

"Nonsense!" He slapped the table, "Who says it's only for the sake of money that you are kind to the youngest!"

The dark guard lowered his head.

It turns out that Concubine Fu didn't tell Lord Fu.

After Bai Fu had gone to bed, Yuan Zitai barged in again.

"Which story do you think is more true?" he asked angrily.

Wrapped in a quilt, Bai Fu sat up from the bed, and said angrily:
"It's all storytelling, who will compare the truth?"

"What if you have to be serious?" Yuan Zitai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bai Fu smiled, "That will cost more."

Yuan Zitai took out a 500 tael bank note, "Is that enough?"

Bai Fu grabbed the quilt with one hand, and stretched out the other hand through the gap to take the bank note in. He said sincerely: "Of course I like Lao Laizi who is smart, capable and reliable."

Yuan Zitai was finally satisfied and left.

Bai Fu closed the door and lay back on the bed again.

This silly prince, really shouldn't ask her.

Luo Jin went to Hei Baoshi, and Yun Qi was there, and when he learned that Bai Fu had gone to Huang's house alone to investigate his illness, Yun Qi became very irritable.

"I've only heard of revenge for kindness, she is like this."

She looked at Luo Jin, "What do you scholars call you? Oh, yes, repaying grievances with virtue, what do you think she thinks? Is it because she is afraid of revenge from the Huang family?"

Although Luo Jin also guessed like this, but in front of outsiders, he didn't want to show Bai Fu's face, and only said:

"My son should have other considerations."

After finishing this sentence, Luo Jin didn't want to bring up this topic again, and asked instead:
"I think the store's business is still not very good. How is the progress of Yuande Bookstore?"

Yunqi sighed, and she got very angry when she mentioned this matter.

After meeting with Bai Fu, the shopkeeper of Yuande Bookstore quickly launched an operation to dispel the rumors--
The clerk in the shop personally appeared on the street and said that the supply of briquettes in the shop had been cut off for a long time, so there was no briquette in their bookstore that day.

They just ate bad food and fell into a coma due to food poisoning. The doctor said charcoal poisoning was a misdiagnosis.
In short, it has nothing to do with briquettes.

At the same time, they also bought briquettes with great fanfare, and specially sent black gemstones to the shop during the peak period, so that everyone's seeing is believing.

But the effect was not immediate.

Most of the people are still dubious. Seeing that the briquette stove is used to make tea in a conspicuous place in the bookstore, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper dare not go in to buy books no matter how loud they are.

Some people say that Yuande Bookstore was bought by Hei Gemstone.

Some people say that the owner of the black gemstone is the daughter of the Huxiao Escort, and that the head of the Huxiao Escort, Yun Escort, has some friendship with the old man of the Huang family.

Some people nodded, some echoed.

But no one refuted.

"It's better to believe that there are many," Yunqi said. "It's easy to have a bad reputation, but it's hard to build a reputation. It's impossible to recover so quickly. I'm afraid it will take some time."

There is no rush for this matter, we can only wait and see for the time being.

Luo Jin told Yun Qi about the arrangement at the workshop, and finally asked Yun Qi to go to the Detian Pavilion shop to find him if he had something to do, and then left.

While Hei Baoshi was worried about business, the business of Guo's coal shop was also bleak.

When coal was in short supply, in order to take advantage of the high price, Aunt Yu asked Mr. Guo to write a letter to Guo Liulang to buy much more coal than before.

Unexpectedly, the coal in the back was continuously delivered, but the coal in the shop in front could not be sold.

Now the inventory in the workshop is almost killing her.

"If there is any more coal coming in, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold it!" The workshop manager said with a worried look on his face. After waiting for a long time, Aunt Yu didn't speak, and then said:
"How about buying another piece of land to build a warehouse like Detian Pavilion?"

Aunt Yu glared at the steward.

"Do you still dare to be like Detian Pavilion? Didn't you just want to be like them this time, and ended up getting killed?"

The manager's embarrassment.

"Then what to do, the coal is damp outside, and it may be even more difficult to sell."

Aunt Yu pondered for a while, and finally gritted her teeth:

"Nowadays the weather is not so cold, and the people can bear to not use coal, but the kilns of the government do not dare to stop. You go to a few wrought iron kilns and porcelain kilns nearby and talk about it. Don't mention the black gem Detian Pavilion, just say our He family. Coal is the sole distributor designated by the Prince Regent, what does it mean if they don’t buy from us!”

After Luo Jin handed the food box to the gatekeeper, he didn't leave in a hurry, and stood at the gate of Huangfu for a while.

In the past few days, he read medical books and knew the danger of typhoid fever.

Although Xiaobai wrote a letter to report his safety in the food box he sent back every day, he still felt uneasy, so what if he had alcohol and drugs?

Don't be afraid of everything, just in case.

More importantly, he felt that the Huang family was not worthy of being treated so sincerely by Xiaobai.

He knew that Bage got back the 1 taels of silver, but he didn't know who gave it. Bage only said that it was the thief who broke into the workshop day and night and set fire to it.

Xiaobai did not tell them the identity of the thief.

He guessed that this person must have something to do with the Huang family, because he listened to it that day and knew that Xiaobai had explained the effects of alcohol to him, but the Huang family was the only one who used a lot of alcohol recently.

Huang's family bought Xiaobai's for 1 taels just in case.

Luo Jin's eyes turned cold.

He knocked on the door of Huang's house again, and handed over the letter that he had hesitated for a long time.

"Please send this letter to Mr. Huang Qiuyang."

Huang Qiuyang felt that he was about to be suffocated, he was already well enough to be alive and kicking, but the people outside refused to let him go out.

Considering that there are still many people lying down at home, he endured it all his life.

But what's too much is that these days, he suddenly doesn't even eat food, and every day he gives away something that makes people lose their appetite, and he doesn't even want to call it food.

In order to prevent a secret partnership, all the charcoal fires in the kitchens were cut off in the mansion. He couldn't do anything he wanted to make secretly, so he had no choice but to hide in the house, read and draw to entertain himself.

Just as he was restless, the valet ran in with a letter.

"My lord, I have another letter from you."

Although the Huangfu was closed to the outside world regarding the epidemic, there were well-informed friends who got the news and wrote letters from time to time to comfort them.

Huang Qiuyang couldn't lift his spirits at all after hearing the boy's words, and he was not at all curious about the content of the letter, it was nothing more than words that told him to take care of his health and drink wine and enjoy singing and dancing together after he recovered from his illness.

What is the relief he needs now?
What he wants is freedom, and good food!

Seeing that the young master was half lying on the golden nanmu desk to draw pictures in an extremely indecent posture, without even raising his head, the servant hesitated for a moment and then put the letter aside.

"The young master will watch it when he wants to."

Huang Qiuyang let out a soulless oh.

I don't know what Mr. Bai is doing now, are you curious why he hasn't gone to play with him these days?
Have you made any fresh food?
Or have you made any new items?

There was another knock on the door at the entrance of the yard, and the boy went to open the door. It was Doctor Qi who came to see Dr. Fan, and hurriedly greeted him respectfully:
"Medical officer Qi, our son is already well, when can we leave the yard?"

Medical Officer Qi walked into the room fully armed.

Greetings, seeing a doctor, recording, a set of procedures is only half a stick of effort.

"Young master is recovering well. If you follow the rules, you will be able to go out in about ten days if there are no accidents." He said.

Huang Qiuyang raised his eyelids to look at the medical officer.

"Three days ago, it was said that it would be about ten days later, why are there still ten days?"

Doctor Qi smiled, not minding Huang Qiuyang's attitude, and said:

"So it's Yomo."

These doctors just like to exaggerate and slur their words.

Huang Qiuyang was too lazy to pursue it, and turned his eyes to express his dissatisfaction. After thinking about it, he was not reconciled, and said:
"I have just recovered. It is reasonable to say that I can recover better if I eat well, drink well, and be in a good mood. Who said that if the house is not allowed to cook, it must be delivered from outside? Is it because I am afraid that my son will recover too soon?"

Doctor Qi began to pack the medicine box, and patiently explained after hearing this:
"Master Bai said that illness comes from the mouth. In order to be able to eat longer and more delicacies in the future, it is best to endure it for a while."

Mr. Bai?
Huang Qiuyang was startled, "Which Mr. Bai?"

Only then did Medical Officer Qi remember that Bai Fu said not to tell the Huang family about his coming in, so he quickly changed his words:
"The new doctor is here to assist me in the investigation."

No, Huang Qiuyang lay down at the table and drew again.

When Bai Fu passed by Dr. Fan's yard, he found that Dr. Fan was drinking nourishing soup again, and shook his head helplessly—
When people get sick, they lose their appetite. She saw that not only did he not have a loss of appetite, but his appetite increased. Bai Fu looked at Medical Officer La Guoqi and asked:

"Master, are you really sick?"

Doctor Qi was taken aback by the question, but after thinking about Bai Fu's teasing, he felt quite helpless.

"My master said that all his life in the palace, he was cautious in his words and deeds, he had a lot of things on his mind, and the food and drink were not delicious. Now that he has returned to his hometown, he is in a good mood. If he wants to eat and drink back what he owes himself, he will not waste his next life."

Bai Fu thought about these words for a while, and when he heard something out of the ordinary, he couldn't help being a little curious, "Is it really so miserable to be an imperial doctor?"

Medical Officer Qi naturally did not dare to answer directly, and only said vaguely:
"There are many nobles in the palace, so it is natural to be careful and considerate in everything."

Oh, that was really miserable.

Bai Fu raised his head and looked at Medical Officer Qi, "Medical Officer Qi has become a medical officer at such a young age, and with your master's reputation as his master, is he going to be an imperial doctor in the future? Isn't that also very miserable?"

Doctor Qi couldn't help laughing.

"That's not the case. Being an imperial physician is the dream of all doctors." He added, "If you can enter the Imperial Medical Bureau, you will be honored by your ancestors."

"What are you two talking about?"

Doctor Fan came out after drinking the soup, saw his apprentice and Bai Fu getting together, and asked casually.

Doctor Qi hurriedly went to help Dr. Fan, "Master, have you eaten today?"

The essence is a polite remark, who would have thought that Dr. Fan would really answer it seriously:
"Today's general, I guess the cook has changed."

Doctor Fan is good at pharmacology and is extremely sensitive to taste and smell. Of course, his evaluation cannot be wrong, but Doctor Qi would not care whether the small kitchen has been replaced, so he had to say:

"I'll ask later?"

"That's not necessary." Doctor Fan waved his hand, "It's rare to remember to bring me food, so don't make trouble for them for now."

Medical officer Qi responded quickly, helping Old Doctor Fan to sit down.

"Xiaobai"

Old Doctor Fan was a little dissatisfied seeing that Doctor Qi's hand was empty, and asked Bai Fu:

"I'm eating alone again today."

Da Ya made Bai Fu's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine glutinous rice balls today, and added a lot of soup. Medical officer Qi doesn't like sweets, and Dr. Fan is not allowed to touch wine, so Bai Fu didn't bring it over.

Bai Fu: "Doctor Fan also ate alone today."

Dr. Fan choked and snorted: "Obviously you won't eat me!"

Bai Fu smiled.

"My family doesn't like me eating other people's food casually, you always understand."

The tone was rather helpless.

Old Doctor Fan heard a hint of embarrassment from it.

"Hmph, it's great to have a family, old man, I am free and unfettered."

Bai Fu never asked about Old Doctor Fan's family situation. He only thought that he was obsessed with medical skills and delayed the major events in his life. He felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he smiled admiringly.

"It's also very good."

What’s so good, Old Doctor Fan thought for a while, “I’m tired of the food in Huang’s Mansion, why don’t you ask your family to give me a copy tomorrow? I have money.”

As he spoke, he handed over a 100 tael silver note, "Is it enough?"

Bai Fu: "Although there are common ingredients in my family, there are secret recipes for cooking skills. Your 100 taels"

Bai Fu originally wanted to say that it would be enough to eat for a few days, but when Old Doctor Fan heard that there was a secret recipe, he took out 100 taels of silver, "200 taels a day, is it enough?"

Bai Fu blinked, and accepted the bank note in silence for a moment.

Really.

Even the doctors in Huangfu are so awesome.

It made her seem petty to refuse.

Hey.

After returning from Old Doctor Fan's courtyard, Bai Fu went back to the house to sort out the news collected today.

The results of wandering around in Huangfu for a few days are as follows:

Airborne infection, ruled out.

Water source infection, get rid of.

Fecal infection, ruled out.

Rodent infection, ruled out.

Daily life infection, ruled out.

In the past few days, after eliminating one item at a time, there is only the route of food infection.

Now, except for the soup made in the small kitchen, the food is delivered from outside. If there are no more patients, it means that the source of the disease was once in other kitchens.

If there is another diagnosis, it is the problem of the small kitchen.

With nothing else to do, she took out the list of newcomers that Yuan Zitai brought, and found out the list of people who worked with the kitchen.

Ten people in total.

There were four cooks and six cooks, most of whom were sent by shopkeepers from all over the world.

There were no other clues left and right, so Bai Fu decided to check one by one.

Most of the cooks and cooks in Huang's mansion are now idle in the mansion, and Bai Fu moved to their residence, which is a separate courtyard similar to the staff dormitory.

Here she met an acquaintance--
Da Ya is a distant relative of their family, Aunt Fang.

During the Chinese New Year, Aunt Le took her to visit Bai Fu's. She asked Bai Fu if he could teach her how to cook. She said that the competition in Huang's Mansion has been fierce in recent years, and her ancestral dishes are not as popular as before.

Bai Fu didn't teach her how to cook, but sold her the all-purpose spice powder that she made herself, similar to the modern thirteen spices, and asked her to try adding it to her ancestral dishes.

Later, Aunt Fang made a special trip to Xiaoxi Village to thank her and bought a lot of spice powder.

Aunt Fang has been working as a cook in Huang's Mansion for many years. She has been making soup in the big kitchen and occasionally helps out in the small kitchen. Everyone else is doing nothing.

She didn't recognize Bai Fu at first, she just felt that this man's hairstyle resembled Mr. Bai's, until she heard Bai Fu's questioning, she recognized it.

I don't know if Bai Fu has been in Xiaoxi Village for a long time, and what he says now has some characteristics of Xiaoxi Village.

She followed while no one was paying attention, but Bai Fu actually noticed when Aunt Fang was coming, and she went to a corner without making a fuss before talking to Aunt Fang.

"It's really Mr. Bai." Aunt Fang said in surprise, she suddenly felt that her voice was too loud, and covered her mouth again, "Master, why are you so dirty in here?"

Because Aunt Fang knew about alcohol, Bai Fu said that she came in to check the alcohol consumption.

"Don't worry, my lord, the government didn't say it clearly, and I didn't tell anyone that the alcohol belongs to Detian Pavilion." Aunt Fang said suddenly.

The reason why she said that was because she knew something about the Young Master hiding from the courtship team in the Huang Mansion all day long, and she thought that since Young Master Bai didn't say anything clearly, it might be because he didn't want to cause trouble.

Hearing this, Bai Fu was not too surprised. Aunt Fang is a person who is very good at observing words and expressions. She bent her lips and said:

"Please keep Aunt Fang secret about my coming to Huangfu."

Aunt Fang smiled and nodded and said no more.

Aunt Fang came just in time, so Bai Fu simply asked her about the kitchen and about the newcomers.

"Those newcomers are having a hard time now." Aunt Fang said, "They were fine before, but this happened to them as soon as they came. No matter how good their cooking skills are, they can no longer use them. Others are also guarded by others. I guess they have waited. During this period, he will be kicked out of the house."

It was only then that Bai Fu realized that not only the kitchen, but also the newcomers in various positions are having a hard time these days.

Aunt Fang said again: "No one wants to live with the newcomers, they are assigned a separate courtyard."

No wonder the few people she asked just now were not here.

Bai Fu was puzzled.

"I just saw the newcomers in the eldest son's small kitchen." She said.

"He's different." Aunt Fang smiled. "He was accidentally selected by the young master. He is also a local and has a sweet mouth, so he was not excluded. The others are different. They were all sent from other places."

Bai Fu thought about it and asked:

"Is it true that no one who works in the kitchen has symptoms?"

Aunt Fang shook her head.

"I checked after the accident, and there is nothing."

"Then is there anyone close to the kitchen with similar symptoms?" Bai Fu asked again.

"Then I don't know, the Huangfu is too big." Aunt Fang said.

Bai Fu thought of a famous modern case about typhoid fever.

It was about a chef who carried typhoid bacilli but had no symptoms, and then the chef infects hundreds of people back and forth without knowing it.

If such a person existed in the Huang family's kitchen, it would not be difficult to find out. If you know who got sick after eating the food she made, you can roughly know.

But there is no clear clue.

Because the weather is cold and there is nothing to do at home, Huang's mansion keeps having big and small banquets in his house every day. Every patient eats a lot, and the new and old people have all the kitchens and small kitchens.

Bai Fu's investigation is in trouble again.

"So it's not unreasonable for me to suspect that someone deliberately poisoned you." Yuan Zitai looked at the expression that the king guessed right.

Bai Fu ignored him and continued thinking.

Deliberate poisoning by germ carriers seems to make sense.

Who is the enemy's target?
If the Huang family is to be wiped out, why not just poison the Huang family and Yuan Zitai?

Do you want them to come back and slap them in the face?
What do you mean not just poisoning together?
Yuan Zitai was too angry to speak.

"Which side are you on?" He glared.

Bai Fu sighed.

"To be honest, I was only here to investigate the epidemic, but it looks like it's really going to become an investigation. I'm not good at this, so you should investigate it yourself."

Yuan Zitai heheed twice.

"At the beginning, it was said that the source was found before paying the rest of the money." He said.

Bai Fu: "I'm not greedy, 1 taels is enough."

Yuan Zitai: "."

In the end, he exchanged an additional 1 taels for Bai Fu to continue the investigation.

It was night when Huang Qiuyang saw Luo Jin's letter.

It was the letter that fell on the ground and he accidentally saw it when he went to pick it up.

After reading the letter, he ran to the entrance of the yard and clamored to go out. Because there was a lot of noise, Mr. Huang came quickly.

After a while, Elder Huang came out of Huang Qiuyang's yard, and rushed to the second master Huang's yard angrily.

Master Huang Er became ill most suddenly and violently.

He didn't notice the transition in the early stage, so he vomited, had a fever, was in a trance, and fell into a coma, scaring all the doctors into thinking that he was going to die.

Fortunately, Dr. Fan was there, and after exhausting resources and treasures, he finally saved his life. He was able to get out of bed after lying down for a while.

Hearing the report that Elder Huang was coming, I thought that my elder brother was worried about him and came to visit him regardless of danger, so seeing my elder brother's angry face, I thought that I was in a trance again and misread.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

He let his servants support him, and asked in a weak voice.

"How dare you ask me what's wrong!"

Speaking of which, Master Huang threw a letter on the table, "You did a good job! Although the Huang family has some heritage, you can't let it be ruined like this!"

Master Huang Er glanced at the letter, feeling a little dizzy, and helped his forehead:

"I'm still dizzy. Brother, tell me what's the matter. I've been working hard on my own all these years. Why did I ruin the Huang family?"

"You said before that Ling'er has a sweetheart and wants to invite her to come."

Elder Huang reminded me, seeing that my younger brother was still rubbing his forehead and didn't respond, so he had to continue:
"They said they don't want to, why are you stalking like this? It's fine to stalk, but you actually made a bad move, which made people's business--"

"what!"

Before Elder Huang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Second Master Huang, who didn't even bother to rub his head, and asked the servants beside him:
"What day is it today?"

(End of this chapter)