Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"I shouldn't do business with ordinary people. I have to sell expensive dishes and do business with rich people. For example, I sell Miss Xia's chicken soup for 88 yuan a bowl, and then tell people that it is a tonic soup that the old Buddha drinks. Rich people will definitely be willing to pay for it."

A hint of shrewdness appeared on Li Fugui's honest fat face.

Xia Qingqing twitched her lips. This damn world has forced honest people to become profiteers.

"Your idea is great, but the reason why this chicken soup is delicious is because of the poison. Without the poison, it would not be delicious."

Xia Qingqing told him the cruel truth. The poisons she added were perfectly blended with the snake venom and chicken after being stewed at high temperature, which formed a delicious taste. These poisons were the key and not a single one could be missing.

"Can you add less poison so that the soup is delicious and not harmful to people?"

Li Fugui asked anxiously.

He used to add medicinal herbs when making soup. Some of these herbs are poisonous if eaten alone, but when added to the soup, they will blend perfectly with the ingredients and become a delicious soup.

I think the chicken soup can be made in the same way. For the Chinese people, the plants and animals in this world are divided into only two categories.

One category is food ingredients.

The other category is medicinal materials.

"Miss Xia, if you can improve this chicken soup, I will open a shop and you will own half of the shares."

Li Fugui's expression was very sincere, he really wanted to reopen the restaurant, but without a signature dish, his restaurant would not be famous. This chicken soup was the signature dish he expected, and it would definitely become famous all over the world.

"I don't want your half. Let me tell you the amount of each poison ingredient. Don't add the snake venom. You can test these poison ingredients yourself. If anyone dies, don't blame me."

Xia Qingqing was not interested in half of the hotel's shares. She had enough money now, but Li Fugui was quite sincere, so she was willing to help.

She wrote a list with the quantity of each poison ingredient.

"Thank you, Miss Xia."

Li Fugui kept thanking him.

After Xia Qingqing left, he immediately went to buy medicinal herbs and hens. From then on, the Duke of Astor's house was filled with a wonderful fragrance every day, making the servants in the house drool.

But Li Fugui did not give them the food. Instead, he fed the chicken soup to the dog. After the dog was fine after eating it, he ate it himself. He improved the ratio of medicinal materials again and again, and the chicken soup he made became more and more delicious.

The servants in the Duke of Astor's household all feasted on the food, except for the Duke of Astor, who could only watch and drool.

Xia Qingqing planned to wait for Duke Astor, and after he finished eating the other half of the chicken, she would return to Shanghai.

Time flies, and it's August already. The filming of Mai Ye's movie is almost finished, and it will probably be released in October.

In mid-August, the inland office in Hong Kong found her and said there was a call from Beijing.

It was Shen Junrong calling.

"Qingqing, a batch of cultural relics were sent to me from abroad. Is it the batch you mentioned?"

"Yes, please ask an expert to check if it is true and give me another list."

Xia Qingqing perked up, she was waiting.

"I've checked it, it's all real, and it's exactly the batch that was stolen from Yuanmingyuan. Where did you get it, Qingqing?"

After receiving the cultural relics, Shen Junrong invited experts from the Palace Museum to identify them. They were all authentic. Although none of them were particularly precious, they were all treasures of China. His daughter-in-law had made a great contribution.

"Dad, I told you last time that there is a duke in England who has cancer. His ancestors robbed a lot of things in Yuanmingyuan. I promised to treat him on the condition that I would use that batch of cultural relics in exchange. This batch is just the down payment, and there will be more later."

Xia Qingqing said with a smile that she didn't know that several experts beside Shen Junrong were so excited that they almost fainted.

"Commander Shen, ask Comrade Xia how many are left behind?"

Several experts couldn't control their excitement and wanted to grab the microphone to ask the questions themselves.

There was no need for Shen Junrong to ask, Xia Qingqing had already heard it, and she asked how many pieces were in this batch.

"There are a total of 106 items. The list will be faxed over soon." Shen Junrong said.

There is a fax machine in the Forbidden City. I will ask someone to fax it to my daughter-in-law.

"Only one hundred and six?"

Xia Qingqing raised her voice and then became angry. Damn old foreign guy, he actually dared to play tricks on her!

"One hundred and six pieces are not enough?" Shen Junrong asked back.

He felt that this number of cultural relics was not too few.

"It's not even a fraction of the original amount. Dad, is it possible that there are no particularly valuable cultural relics in this batch?" Xia Qingqing asked through gritted teeth.

"In terms of collection value, none of these 106 pieces are particularly valuable, but they are all historical treasures."

"I knew it, the old man was playing tricks on me!"

Xia Qingqing gritted her teeth and spoke in a sinister voice, intending to teach this old man a lesson when she turned around.

Shen Junrong wanted to give some advice, fearing that Xia Qingqing would be too ruthless and kill the Duke of Astor, but then he thought that his daughter-in-law was always prudent in her work, so he decided not to interfere in the child's affairs.

"Dad, please donate these 106 cultural relics to the Forbidden City in the name of the Shen family."

Xia Qingqing's voice came from the phone, and several experts were shocked and their eyes lit up.

The young daughter-in-law of the Shen family has positive ideas and high awareness. She is really a good comrade!

"it is good."

Shen Junrong couldn't help laughing. He knew that his daughter-in-law was a good child. She donated so many cultural relics without hesitation, and donated them in the name of the Shen family. This kind of mind is not that of an ordinary person.

His daughter-in-law is so sensible, he definitely can't treat the child badly. The cultural relics have to be donated, but he also has to get some benefits for the child.

Xia Qingqing received the faxed list of cultural relics, went to the Duke of Astor's residence, and asked Zhou Cheng to be her translator.

"Doctor Xia, Mr. Duke is out meeting a friend."

The butler received them respectfully. The Duke of Astor was not at home. After eating half a snake-venomed hen, his health was getting better day by day. He could not sit still and went out to meet friends every day.

"When Mr. Duke came back, you told him that what we Chinese value most is keeping our promises. We must fulfill our promises even if it costs our lives. I believed in Mr. Duke, so I tried my best to treat him, but Mr. Duke betrayed my trust. This is the list of cultural relics, there are only 106 items in total. Is this Mr. Duke's sincerity?"

Xia Qingqing had a cold face and took out the list and stuffed it into the housekeeper's hand.

"Tell Mr. Duke that the deal between us is cancelled. The 106 artifacts will be used as the first course of treatment. Mr. Duke can live two to three more years. Don't come to me in the future. I don't like to trade with people who don't keep their word!"

After Xia Qingqing finished speaking, she turned around and left. The housekeeper chased after her, but she didn't look back. She got into the car and closed the window.

"Doctor Xia, please listen to my explanation. There must be a misunderstanding. Mr. Duke is very sincere. It must be a misunderstanding."

The butler was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. What was the point of living two or three more years? He hoped that the Duke would live a hundred years.

If the old duke died, the eldest son would succeed him. He would not get along with the eldest son, so he would definitely have a hard time.

Therefore, the butler's wishful thinking is that the old duke will live a long life, outlast the eldest young master who is full of five evils, and then the second young master who has a good relationship with him will succeed to the throne, so that he can continue to be the butler.

Xia Qingqing's face was as cold as ice and her whole body exuded coldness. She didn't listen to the housekeeper's explanation at all.

"Mr. Duke has greatly disappointed me and the teacher."

Zhou Cheng looked very disappointed, sighed, and got into the car.

After the car drove away, the butler hurriedly ran back to call the old duke.