The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 124 Clues
He took Mr. Fu around to the other side of the car: "Here, Mr. Fu, look."

"I discovered this before, but now it seems that the people who were locked inside saved themselves, and used something to dig a small hole between the gaps in the wooden boards."

It was a gap across the door, a finger's width, between two boards, and the gap was new.

Mr. Fu seems to have studied wood very thoroughly: "The old minister has just touched this gap, probably within five days."

Tang Nineteen closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Maybe it was this hole digger in her stomach.

The night before yesterday, if it wasn't for Qu Tiange's people who followed her, were stuffed inside, and desperately asked for help through this small hole, maybe it was her.

After several conversations between Mr. Fu and Tang Nineteen, his opinion of Tang Nineteen has been completely changed.

Her professional level was no less than his, which made Mr. Fu very amazed.

With a little test, he stood up: "Princess, I know you are not feeling well, but you want to see this pot, do you see anything unusual?"

Tang Nineteen smelled a bit of Master Fu's probing intentions, and the pot was simply a shadow in her heart.

She swallowed a piece of ice, and her face became pale, but her eyes were extremely focused and serious.

The water in the pot was rotten, giving off an unpleasant sour smell, and there were still a few pieces of meat leaking from the scattered wontons floating in it. Tang Shijiu felt nauseated and took a deep breath.

In addition to the meat, there are a few pieces of broken wonton wrappers inside. The soup is white and has a strong meat flavor amidst the sour taste.

She couldn't see anything unusual, so she humbly asked for advice: "Master Fu, please enlighten me."

She has a humble attitude and is not arrogant because of her status. Master Fu has changed her attitude towards her: "It's normal for the princess not to notice it. You must rarely cook. This pot of soup is made of bones."

"Ouch!" Tang Nineteen couldn't bear it any longer, and forgot about eating human flesh, and even drank human bone soup.

Master Fu is full of pity and understanding for her this time: "Are you okay?"

"Is it a human bone?"

"I don't know yet, I have to wait for the subordinate to come down, Wangfei, in fact, it may not be that what you eat is human flesh."

"Please, can you stop saying those two words first."

Tang Nineteen supported the booth, panting.

Master Fu sympathized: "Okay, you can rest for a while."

"No, I just can't hear those words. I try my best not to think about it and calm my mind. I can see it when you say it like this. If the turbid color is just the flour on the wonton wrapper soaked in water The color, so it has been for a long time, it has precipitated a long time ago, just like noodle soup, it will settle after a long time, and it will no longer be as rich and milky as it was at the beginning. It should be that a lot of bone soup has been boiled, so it has such a color color."

"Well, you rest first, the old minister has something to ask this Mrs. Chen."

The servant was very discerning, and carried the chair to Tang Shijiu.

Master Fu walked up to Mrs. Chen: "You usually cook wontons, but you use bone broth?"

Mrs. Chen shook her head: "No, women can't afford it. No wonder they always say his wontons are fresher than mine. So it's bone broth."

"So, you never mix soup and water."

"Yeah, after he closed the stall, he occasionally left some wonton wrappers, but he didn't leave anything else for the women. The clear soup of the women was also cleaned up, and then handed over to him. My lord, the women really didn't kill people. He Do anything, women really don't know."

"The Qing is self-clearing. Just answer your questions and answer truthfully. I will not wrong a good person, nor will I let a bad person go."

When Tang Nineteen saw Yang Guang say this, Lord Daofu exuded a sense of righteousness.

(End of this chapter)