Xuanyuan Jue

Chapter 18
Facing the pot of pork bone stew, Feng Shen frowned.Seeing that Zha Zuo wanted to drink, he quickly stopped him.

Zha Wuzuo didn't expect that Feng Shen would do this suddenly, and was taken aback.He didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked Feng Shen why he was like this.Feng Shen didn't say it clearly, but just pointed to the pot of pork bone pot and asked Cha Wuzuo to see for himself.Zha Wuzuo wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and then carefully looked into the basin.

"Master Feng, what's wrong with this soup?" Zha Wu used his chopsticks to pick and pull the soup bowl a few times, still puzzled, "The pig is just a little thinner, nothing unusual..."

Feng Shen sighed and said, "Master Zha, take a closer look."

"I always like to play tricks..." Zha Wuzuo muttered, and took out a bone from the soup bowl and held it in front of his eyes, "This meat is meat, and the bone is bone...Master Feng, please forgive me for my stupid eyes, I really don't know what to do." I find it strange."

"Master Zha, it's a good thing you're still a gangster," Feng Shen said, "You didn't smell the smell of death?"

"Smell of death? Master Feng, what do you mean?" After Zha Wu asked, he suddenly looked horrified, "You...you mean this soup is poisonous?!"

Just as Feng Shen was about to speak, the waiter suddenly barged in from the outside, sweating profusely.

"Second Master, Second Master!" The waiter looked flustered, and repeatedly cupped his hands at Feng Shen and Zha Wuzuo, "Just now the cook said... Youdao's soup was wrong. The younger one will be replaced by the second master." .”

"It came so fast," Feng Shen snorted coldly, and said to the waiter, "Which soup is wrong? Tell me!"

The waiter pointed to the pork bone soup on the table, and kept wiping the cold sweat off his forehead: "Yes...it's the yam pot with bone..."

"That's right! This soup is what I ordered!" Zha Wuzuo looked at Feng Shen and then at the waiter, some monk Zhang Er was puzzled, "Hey? What kind of charades are you playing? What do you say? I can’t drink it, that’s wrong, I’m the only one who’s co-authoring it and I’m still in the dark? Is this soup really poisonous?”

"Oh, sir!" The waiter was anxious, "Don't blame us, our Zuixianlou opened a shop, if word like this gets out, how will we do business in the future?"

Feng Shen slapped his chopsticks on the table, and looked coldly at the waiter: "Then why are you in such a hurry to change the dishes for us?"

"Yes...it's like this..." The waiter hurriedly replied, "Just now the cook behind came to look for the young one and asked if the yam bone pot was delivered. The young one told him that it had already been delivered to the two masters. Here it comes. Unexpectedly, the cook became anxious when he heard it, and asked the little one to quickly come over and remove it, and bring it to him to cook it again."

"This cook is a bit interesting," Feng Shen said with a sneer. "After serving the soup on the table, it's so delicate to take it back to the stove?"

"It can be said that it is!" The waiter nodded hurriedly, "I asked him too. But he said that the soup had the wrong ingredients, and also said that the bones used were not fresh. If something goes wrong again and again, our Zuixian Tower can't afford it!"

"Just for this?" Zha Wu wondered, "You guys are quite honest in Zuixianlou!"

"Master Zha, don't be impatient," Feng Shen waved his hand at Mr. Zha, and then said to the waiter, "Go ahead!"

"Yes," said the waiter again, "the cook is right. Our 'Zuixian Tower' is a gold-lettered signboard. If we mess it up, the little one can't afford it. So the little one hurried over and gave it to the two of you." Master Huiming. If the two masters are considerate of those of us who are present, then the young one will immediately cancel the redo for the two masters. Oh... The cook also said that this matter is all up to him, even if it is a re-cooking For this soup, I don’t dare to worry about the two masters asking for money, he will go to the cabinet to explain, deduct it from his monthly money, and just treat it as a compensation for the two masters..."

After all, the waiter kept bowing again.

Feng Shen looked at the waiter, pondered for a while, and finally squeezed out two words: "That's all..."

"Thank you for your understanding! Thank you for your understanding..." Hearing these words, the waiter hurriedly thanked him again and again. Before he could finish speaking, he went straight to the table and wanted to fetch the soup bowl.

"That's not what I meant!" Seeing that the waiter wanted to bring the soup bowl, Feng Shen hurriedly stopped his hand, "We won't make things difficult for you, but you must not take this soup bowl away!"

"This... this..." The waiter looked at Feng Shen, dumbfounded, "Master...then what do you mean by old age?"

"It's very simple," Feng Shen said with a smile at the waiter, "Go and call the cook, and after I ask him a few words, the matter will be over."

"But he's still in the back kitchen... busy cooking." The waiter said with a bitter face.

"You can rest assured," Feng Shen said again, "that cook must have no intention of guarding the stove. Besides, there is more than one cook in your Drunken Immortal Tower, so let others take over first."

"Okay, I'll call the little one for you." The waiter nodded, "But the two masters, please don't say anything...don't make this matter big..."

Feng Shen waved his hand: "Go quickly, call someone to talk about it."

"Yes, little one, I'll go now... I'll go here..." The waiter agreed, turned and left.

Looking at the running back of Yuan Que, Feng Shen thought to himself: "This matter... I'm afraid it's a big deal!"

Not to mention how perplexed the investigator here is, it is only said that as soon as the waiter entered the back kitchen, he told the cook about Feng Shen's summoning.

When the cook heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and asked the waiter what was going on.

The waiter shrugged his shoulders, and said to the cook: "What else could be the situation? I guess the two uncles upstairs are planning to call you over to reprimand and vent their anger... But let me tell you, you really asked for this. .Even if the pig bones are not fresh, it won't kill people, right? They haven't picked it up yet, so you have to recruit it yourself... Tell me, why bother?"

"Alas..." The cook's head was full of oil and sweat, and his fat face was full of anxiety, "I can't even speak clearly! Let's go, you can accompany my brother and I will go on another trip."

"I'm not going!" Hearing this, the waiter hurriedly waved his hands, "Those two uncles don't know what their origins are, especially the young master, who seems to be able to read minds. As long as he keeps his eyes on him, I'm in my heart." It's hairy... don't go, don't go... It's you who are called, so I won't get involved..."

"Don't tell me, brother!" The cook panicked and tried to persuade, "Just take it as a way to help brother, if this matter is over, brother will not treat you badly in the future!"

The waiter didn't want to go, but the cook couldn't help being soft-spoken, and in the end, he had to agree to accompany him.

Before leaving, the cook closed the door of the kitchen again, and then walked upstairs together with the waiter nervously.

The cook who cooks the soup is called Niu Er.Ever since the famous chef from Zhenjiang was invited to Zuixianlou, he was sent by the shopkeeper to help the famous chef.At first, I did some odd jobs of cleaning and serving dishes, but after being instructed by famous chefs, I also started to cook Huaiyang cuisine.He is especially good at making soup and stew. He has learned seven or eight points of his skills.When the famous chef saw it, he discussed with the shopkeeper and set up a small kitchen for him besides the big one.Feed and select materials individually every day, just make some soup-like porridge for diners to taste.

Not long after, the waiter entered Feng Shen's private room with Niu Er.After asking for greetings, he tremblingly stood aside with his hands down.

"You are the cook who cooks the soup?" Feng Shen looked at the person and asked, "What's your name?"

"Grandpa, just call me Niu Er," Niu Er hurriedly replied, "It's all because of my carelessness, and one of them is not paying attention, so I pass it off as a good one... It ruined the two masters' pleasure in drinking..."

"Niu Er, Niu Er," Feng Shen shook his head, and said, "You came here just for this?"

Niu Er was startled, his back was covered with cold sweat, he stood there dumbfounded, speechless.

"Calm down, sir." Seeing that Niu Er panicked, the waiter began to chime in, "Our cook also knows that we are wrong, look..."

"Let's not mention the good ones," Feng Shen looked at the waiter and said slowly, "I'm not a fussy person, if it's because the ingredients are unclean, I really won't argue with you."

"It's still the old man who knows how to hurt people!" The waiter hurriedly said, "Our cook is clumsy and dull, so I'll thank the two masters for their kindness first for him..."

"Thank you in no hurry," Feng Shen picked up a bone from the soup pot, and asked Niu Er, "Tell me, are the bones in this soup really pork bones?"

"Master..." Niu Er trembled when he heard this, and his tone changed, "This...the pork bone pot...is naturally a pig bone..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Shen raised his chopsticks, and threw the bone with meat directly under Niu Er's feet, "This is a full pot, obviously it's all human bones!"

Hearing Feng Shen's words, the others were all dumbfounded.

Zha Wuzuo was shocked, and stood up from his seat with a "chuckle": "Master Feng...what's going on?"

The waiter was also sweating in panic: "My lord... If you are going to sue and kill someone... you can't talk nonsense..."

"Nonsense?" Feng Shen snorted coldly, pointing at the shivering Niu Erdao, "Ask him yourself to see if I'm talking nonsense!"

"My dear brother... You really have something to say!" The waiter grabbed the Niu Er and was so anxious that tears came down, "What the master said...is it true or not? This... Is this soup... really human bones?"

"How... how is it possible?" After being shaken by the waiter, Niu Er regained his sanity, but his face was still pale, and his head was sweating profusely, "How could these be human bones? Obviously... they are obviously pig bones... ..."

"Hmph! Talk back!" Feng Shen flicked his sleeves, "Then I'll explain it more clearly!"

(End of this chapter)