Maid, Little Lucky Wife

Before leaving, the prince specially told everyone not to eat spicy hotpot recently.

Since the emergence of Malatang, it has been loved by women and children. Especially after the weather gets colder, the Malatang business is even better.

Yun Shang didn't know what the prince wanted to do, but since he said so, he must have a reason.

It was okay when I didn't say it, but she really wanted to eat it more after I said it.

Because she was pregnant, she was very careful, fearing that the food outside was unclean. In her previous life, some seasonings and special medicinal materials were put into Malatang.

In the early days when the state's control was not strict, poppies were even planted.

Thinking of poppy, Yun Shang took a breath. It couldn't be poppy. This thing is very harmful and addictive.

In this way, it is really possible. Yun Shang has heard from others that Malatang is indeed very popular in the capital. Later, many people followed the trend and made Malatang business, but they could not attract so many people to eat it.

Among these shops, the shop of the third prince's concubine was the best.

Yun Shang was sweating coldly. If she really moved that thing, no one could save her, not even the third prince would be implicated.

She couldn't ask or tell, she could only tell everyone in the house that no one could buy Malatang. Not only Mo's house, but also Li Xin'er's and Uncle Li's houses were notified.

There is no need for the Hou Mansion, the prince will tell you.

A few days later, a man suddenly broke into Shen Menglian's shop. His eyes were black and blue, and he entered the shop as if he was reincarnated by a starving ghost.

"Waiter, hurry up and order one portion of Malatang, no, two portions, hurry up."

The man is a businessman. He usually travels all over the country. This time he went to another place to purchase goods. He was away for seven days and thought about this bite every day, scratching his head and wanting to eat it.

It’s not like no one in the caravan tried to make it, but the taste was always different.

As soon as I returned to Beijing, I immediately came to eat.

Seeing that he was a regular customer, the waiter was very quick and served two portions of spicy hotpot.

"Master, are you doing some business?"

The waiter asked with a smile.

The man didn't care to speak and immediately started eating, whimpering in response to his words.

"Hmm... poof!"

The man couldn't help but squirt after taking a bite from his stomach. He grabbed the waiter's collar and said with red eyes, "Waiter, what's going on? Has your chef changed? Why does it taste so bad?"

It is true that Malatang contains a trace amount of poppy. It is okay to eat it twice occasionally, but it will become addictive if you eat too much.

This young man is notoriously picky. After trying Malatang, he almost eats three meals a day.

Malatang and other foods are healthy, but poppy is the only one that is harmful.

I ate it every day, every meal, and I became addicted to it. I endured it for another seven days. After one bite, I couldn't satisfy my craving for the poppy in the meal.

The waiter was so frightened that he was trembling all over, "Sir...Sir, the chef hasn't been changed. It's still the same one. Can you try it again?"

It was difficult for the young master to hide his temper and he immediately swept the two servings of Malatang to the floor.

"Shit, what's the taste that I can't taste? Let me tell you, my mouth is very tricky."

"No, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look!"

With that said, he strode towards the kitchen. The waiter couldn't stop him, so he had to quickly call the shopkeeper to come out.

The diners sitting in the shop saw the excitement and immediately put down their bowls and chopsticks and gathered together in twos and threes.

The young man walked into the kitchen and looked at the familiar fat chef. There really was no replacement.

The shopkeeper was called over by the waiter and quickly accompanied him, "Sir, can I make you another one? I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

The young master said nothing, sniffed hard, walked to the interview table, and picked up a can of ingredients.

He put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and smelled it, and then he said with satisfaction, "The shopkeeper of yours is really stingy. There are so many seasonings, but you don't put any for me. I won't be satisfied at all!"

As he spoke, he lifted the can and poured it directly into his mouth.

A group of people stared at him in stunned silence.

The shopkeeper turned pale with fright, "Quick, stop him!"

He always remembered the concubine's words that each person can only drink a little of this condiment. Drinking too much is not good and will cause harm to the body.

The shopkeeper kept the concubine's words in mind and kept a small amount of spicy hotpot in each serving.

Everyone hurried forward and tried to stop him, but the young man seemed to have lost his mind and drank a lot.

Until he put the jar down, he burped without saying anything, "Huh... shopkeeper... hiccup, you don't have to stop me, just look at how much silver there is, I'll just pay you."

The shopkeeper's forehead was sweating. He carefully observed the person's expression and found that there was no change. He thought that the concubine was trying to scare him.

Just when he was relieved, the person in front of him suddenly twitched and foamed at the mouth.

But the young master in front of him still had a smile on his face, without noticing it at all. He shook his body and said, "Shopkeeper, did you put wine in this condiment? Why are you so drunk?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lay down on the ground, twitching violently.

The waiter behind him screamed, shaking like chaff, "Ah! Is he dead?"

Pointing to the person who fell to the ground, the waiter couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's legs went weak, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted.

"Who's making the noise?"

Several official figures appeared at the door of the kitchen. Seeing that no one was greeting them, they came over immediately after hearing the exclamation.

When it was over, the shopkeeper suddenly felt something in his heart. There was a murder case, and it was still in public. There was no way to report it to the concubine and the third prince.

He didn't know if something happened to his concubine, but he knew he was finished.

No one answered. The official came in. When he saw the man on the ground foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes, he immediately stepped forward.

"What's the matter with this man?"

The shopkeeper could only laugh, hoping to be fooled, "Reporting to the officer, this young man seems to have lost his mind and gone crazy."

Faces full of fear and disbelief.

The official said in his heart that if I hadn't seen everything clearly, he would have believed it.

The officer squatted down, breathed deeply, shook his head and sighed, "I'm out of breath!"

The shopkeeper staggered and was caught by the waiter behind him.

The official told the person behind him, "Go and call someone over, there is still work!"

"Yes, Brother Yang!"

The officer ran out immediately.

When the diners outside heard that someone had died, the timid ones hurried home, while the brave ones also exited the shop and pointed fingers from afar.

Soon a group of official servants came over, and the leader was still wearing official uniform.

After entering the store, he saw that the scene was not damaged. He nodded with satisfaction and raised his head towards the man behind him, "Let's go and have a look!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Wu Zuo carried a medicine box on his back and walked into the kitchen. He saw the body lying on the ground and began to take out silver needles for testing.

The official took one look at the body and frowned, feeling that something was wrong with this person.

"Xiao Yang, has anyone moved at the scene?"

"Sir, no, I'm watching!"

The official nodded, waited for a while and watched Wu Zuo stand up. Wu Zuo glanced around and looked at the empty can.

He said to the adults, "Sir, take the people back first. This place will be sealed first. Then take the others back for custody, and take away all these things."

The official looked serious, "Do you suspect poisoning?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out, but an autopsy is required!"