Five cubs at the beginning: the vicious stepmother turns over and becomes a group favorite

Chapter 331 Mushrooms Are Poisonous
Seeing this, Mu Daiyao didn't show any more politeness, but immediately opened it and tried it.

After tasting it, Mu Daiyao frowned slightly.

But she didn't speak, but tried another restaurant.

Although the taste is similar, the taste of the mushroom and chicken inside is different.

Those tasted very similar to the ones made by myself, and they could almost be mistaken for the real ones. Mu Daiyao also took a look at their packaging, which was obviously much more refined than those restaurants that taste like bad chicken.

Strangely, so many restaurants have imitated this dish almost overnight, but the ingredients they use are not quite the same as the taste.

And I don't know if it's Mu Daiyao's illusion, some mushrooms taste a bit weird, she pursed her lips, as if thinking of something, and spit out most of the mushrooms left in her mouth on the handkerchief.

"What's the matter, Yaoyao? Is there something wrong?"

Ling Qiaoer immediately leaned forward and asked worriedly.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with the taste of this mushroom." Mu Daiyao stared at the half of the mushroom for a long time, and her intuition told her that she must not continue to eat, "I should have eaten it, but I have nothing Impressed."

"Is there any more in the soup? I'll try a piece too."

Without further ado, Qin picked up a piece of mushroom with her chopsticks and looked at it. She didn't eat the mushroom, but cautiously only tasted half a mouthful of the soup.

As soon as the soup was in her mouth, she tapped her tongue, always feeling a little astringent, but when she tasted it carefully, it didn't seem to be there.

"Sister Qin, look at it, but don't put it in your mouth. If this thing is poisonous, it will be bad."

Mu Daiyao hurriedly stopped Qin, because she had already begun to remember when she had eaten this mushroom.

It was in the last life when she took the little bastards of the Ji family to escape from pursuit, and she was so hungry along the road, Ji Xiukai picked some mushrooms and came back to make soup for her, but these mushrooms were poisonous can not eat.

Fortunately, the toxicity is not great, but it will make people feel a sense of dependence. After eating it once, they want to eat it again. Once they eat too much, it will make people feel upset. Itchy.

The most terrible thing is that these mushrooms can also cause hallucinations, making it difficult to distinguish reality from illusion.

So the next second she remembered, Mu Daiyao immediately asked Qin to put down the piece of mushroom and not let her eat it, "No, Sister Qin, it's not just in case, this is really poisonous."

"Poisonous?! No way! Could it be that they just look the same? After all, there are several old restaurants in it."

Ling Qiaoer was shocked by what Mu Daiyao said, and she subconsciously stayed away from those soups. When she thought that she and Sister Qin had tried this dish in several restaurants yesterday, she suddenly felt like It was as if a big rock had been crushed, and she looked at Mu Daiyao in a panic.

"Don't worry, Qiaoer, not every serving of mushrooms is poisonous," Mu Daiyao patted the back of Ling Qiaoer's hand reassuringly, and asked her to stretch out her hand to feel her own pulse. They are specially picked in the mountains, and the ones sold in the tile market outside are all non-toxic. I think some restaurants must also sell them as a gimmick that they went to the mountains to pick seasonal mushrooms and yams.”

Qin was not as panicked as Ling Qiaoer, after all, she had seen more markets, so she would be more calm, and picked up Mu Daiyao's words: "But they are just shoddy, so they must be in the market. Non-toxic mushrooms bought in Washi."

"Yes, but Sister Qin, let me take your pulse too, just in case."

After discovering that Qiao'er's pulse was normal, Mu Daiyao felt relieved, then stretched out her hand to Qin Shi, and showed her too.

"It's all right, don't worry," Mu Daiyao reassured them, then looked at the boiled soup on the stove, frowned and said, "How on earth can they imitate the taste of my dish?" What about it? Logically speaking, this dish is my new creation, and no one will know what the recipe is."

"Yaoyao, is this serious?"

Although Ling Qiaoer is married to a businessman, she herself is not sensitive to business matters. Seeing that Mu Daiyao's face is not very good-looking, she asked a question curiously.

And because of her husband's small business, although it's just a pork stall, Qin can more or less understand Mu Daiyao's mood at this time.

Facing Ling Qiaoer's question, Mu Daiyao did not answer immediately, but tapped on the table with her fingers, trying to straighten out her thoughts.

Unknowingly, she learned some of Ji Zhixu's tricks.

In fact, the matter of dishes being imitated is considered serious, naturally it is a bit serious, but it is not difficult to solve.

After all, there are not many people in the town who really have some spare money, and if similar things are sold cheaply, more people will naturally buy them.

After Mu Daiyao said it so bluntly, Ling Qiaoer also understood, and she frowned together: "Then it won't work, Yaoyao, we have to think of a way to do it."

"Yes, big sister, if you lose this business once, you may not be able to win it back in the future, and this is a dish you created yourself. How can you let others steal your job and steal your job?" Lier!"

Qin directly patted the table, with an angry expression on his face, as if he was the one who was robbed of his job.

"Sister Qin, don't worry, I'm sure I won't let them go so easily."

Mu Daiyao comforted Qin Shi first, sent her and Ling Qiaoer to the back door of the restaurant, and told them not to come forward about this matter, and she returned to the restaurant after she could solve the rest by herself .

At this time, Ji Zhixu just came out of the back kitchen, met Mu Daiyao's thoughtful eyes, pointed to the back kitchen, and said in a low voice: "Yao Niang, I don't like the soup in it." Take a look, if you haven't studied the dish you made, there is no way to imitate it so similar."

"I know, I want Zhaodi to take a look. She hardly shows up in the shop, and no one knows about her relationship with me."

"it is good."

Ji Zhixu nodded, he also went to several restaurants to try the taste yesterday, and knew that this matter could not be delayed.

Since Mu Daiyao has devoted all her energy to the restaurant, Zhaodi and Laidi are in charge of the multigrain pancake shop, and she seldom goes there, only going there for a look in almost a week.

The account book is sent by Zhaodi once a month for her to review.

(End of this chapter)