The illiterate life in the Northern Song Dynasty

After this battle, Li's Restaurant became famous again in Nanhang Street, and its word of mouth rose again.After receiving the guests, they pushed the dead fish and rotten vegetables out the back door and threw them away. There were few people at the back door, but it was not empty.

So everyone really believed that Li's Restaurant was wronged, and word of mouth passed on, and no one doubted Li's Restaurant anymore, thinking that they were conscientious merchants.

The rumors were finally dispelled, but the guys in the restaurant were still a little unhappy, thinking that today's business was over, and they were splashed with dirty water, but Uncle Li was very open-minded, with a smile on his face: "Although we were misunderstood today, we still don't know what to do. Almost entered the yamen, but after this incident, the reputation of our restaurant has been blown out."

"Using Brother Shi's words, we've advertised it." Uncle Li looked at Wei Shiyi and said, "Brother Shi, don't you think so?"

They also heard what the guests were saying outside.

Wei Shiyi nodded, "Yes, this publicity is stronger than our previous three days' publicity!"

In the past, the restaurant was doing their best, but now the customers are promoting it. This is the real word of mouth. If the restaurant has a good reputation, it is not afraid that no guests will come to the door.

Wei Shiyi echoed Li Sanshu's words, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder the restaurant's business is good. With Li Sanshu's open-minded temperament and serious attitude, their business will not be bad.

After appeasing the guys, Uncle Li took Wei Shiyi upstairs. The rumor seemed to be resolved, but it wasn't over yet.

Wei Shiyi followed Uncle Li into the rest room, and the man who was tied up inside immediately yelled twice, shrinking his body back while yelling.

Xiao Chen closed the door, lowered his head, and stood in front of Uncle Li.

Wei Shiyi watched this scene without making a sound.

Xiao Chen: "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

If it wasn't for him, the shopkeeper would definitely take this person to the yamen for interrogation.

Uncle Li sighed, patted Xiao Chen's head, and said earnestly: "Just don't have such thoughts in the future, we are a restaurant, no matter whether the business is good or not, we can't let the guest officials down on the food, you know? "

Hearing Uncle Li's words, Xiao Chen's eyes immediately turned red, and tears rolled down his face. He sobbed and said he knew it, and he would never think like this again.

Wei Shiyi pondered the conversation between the two, and then thought about the rumors he heard before, and he probably figured out why Uncle Li didn't hand over this person to the Yamen.This person framed Li's restaurant as cooking with dead fish, and said that he heard the guy in the restaurant say so.

At first, he thought it was this person who was finding fault and talking nonsense, but now it seems that Xiao Chen may have really said this, and this person just happened to hear it, so he took advantage of it.

If they took this man to the Yamen, Xiao Chen might also be punished.

These guys in the store have been with Uncle Li for many years. If Uncle Li can treat the neighbor's children so well, the guys in his store will naturally not treat them badly.Even if he made himself suffer, he didn't want to see Xiao Chen ruined.

"Okay, don't cry." Uncle Li patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder and said, "This matter is over like this, but I have to give you a punishment as a lesson, and deduct two months' wages."

Xiao Chen laughed out of relief, and said with a smile while crying, "Okay!"

Next, Uncle Li asked Xiao Chen to go out, and stayed with Wei Shiyi in the rest room to interrogate this person.Li Sanshu walked in front of the man, put away the smile on his face, pulled off the rag from his mouth, and asked angrily, "Who ordered you to frame our restaurant?"

The man shook his head, and said that no one ordered him to come, he was an ordinary guest, and he just told the scandal of Li's restaurant.Then he asked Li Sanshu to let him go, and if he didn't let him go to the Yamen to file a complaint, because Li Sanshu was using lynching.

The villain should sue first!Li Sanshu was so angry that his chest hurt when he heard this.

Wei Shiyi looked at it, and hurriedly asked Li Sanshu to sit down. Li Sanshu was upright and honest all his life. When did he meet such a rascal, he got angry by accident.

They can't beat or scold, otherwise the next moment this person is released, he will go to the Yamen to complain, saying that they used lynching.

"Third Uncle, I have a method here, do you want to use it?" Wei Shiyi glanced at the man on the ground, and asked Li Sanshu gently.

Uncle Li hesitated for a while, "Brother Shi, you wouldn't hit him, would you?"

The man's eyes widened in horror, and he roared angrily, "You kid! Do you want to hit me!"

Wei Shiyi shook his head, with a straight face: "No, I am a scholar, and a scholar will not beat someone." Then he smiled, and continued: "But a scholar also has a way of a scholar."

Uncle Li saw that Wei Shiyi really didn't seem to want to hit someone, so he nodded and agreed.

Ten minutes later, the man was tied to the table in the lobby, his limbs were wide open, and his head and tail were fixed so that he could not move at all.Wei Shiyi, Li Sanshu and four other guys, a chef, stood at the table, each holding a brush in their hand.

Wei Shiyi smiled at the man who was tied up, and said, "Do it."

As soon as Wei Shiyi finished speaking, several people around scratched the man's creaking pits and the soles of his feet with brushes. The fine and soft hairs scratched the sensitive places such as the soles of his feet and the creaking pits of his palms, and his face instantly became pale. Distorted, and not long after, he burst out laughing.

Uncle Li looked at the people on the table hesitantly, and said hesitantly, "Brother Shi, is this useful?"

"It works." Wei Shiyi said: "Third Uncle, you don't know, when the soles of the feet and the creaking pits of the palms are scratched, but you can't reach out to scratch, the feeling...is wonderful~"

Itching is like a feather scratching the heart. The subtle itching spreads from the soles of the feet, passes through the nerve endings and finally reaches the brain, which sends commands to other nerves.

At that time, the hands or other parts will be scratched to stop the itching.The more you scratch the itch, the more enjoyable it will be, but when you can't scratch it, it will become extremely painful, and you will feel weak all over, and it is impossible to even divert your attention.

All over the body, there is only one word in the mind: itchy!

"Besides, if this method doesn't work, I have another method." At this point, Wei Shiyi's expression changed from a smile to a cold one.

Li Sanshu didn't know why, so he saw the silent people on the table laughing out of breath, with breath sounds coming out of their throats, twisting their bodies on the table as if they were about to die, with their faces His expression became even more distorted.

"Don't, don't scratch... Hahahaha..."

"Don't, ha, stop scratching."

Wei Shiyi raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and asked slowly: "What's your name, who asked you to frame our restaurant."

"No, I don't know. Hahaha, stop scratching, please stop scratching."

The man still didn't answer, his face was flushed red, and tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes, but he still didn't answer.

Wei Shiyi hummed, nodded, stepped back and said, "Keep scratching."

Xiao Chen Xiaolin and the others immediately increased the intensity of the itching. The next moment, the man laughed again, his body twisted on the table, his hands and feet began to convulse, but because his body was fixed and his hands and feet were tied, he couldn't scratch it at all. , lying on the table laughing almost dying.

"what."

"Haha."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The man smiled back, but still did not confess.Wei Shiyi couldn't help but look sideways, the way this man framed them was rough, he thought that this man would confess soon, but he didn't expect him to be so persistent.

Closing his eyes, Wei Shiyi told Xiao Lin to stop, and asked him to fetch a stack of papers and a basin of water along the way.Xiaolin didn't know why, but he put down the brush in his hand to fetch water and paper.

Before he left, he yelled at the people on the table, and spoke his hometown dialect angrily, "Damn, how dare you frame us! Damn you!"

"You, hahaha, what do you want to do?" The person on the table asked with fear while laughing.

Wei Shiyi replied flatly: "Since you refuse to tell, then I can only choose another method."

When the man heard this, a relieved expression appeared on his constantly smiling face. He would have said it earlier, if only this itchy interrogation method was used, he would not be afraid.

Seeing this, Uncle Li walked up to Wei Shiyi's side, and said worriedly, "Brother Shi, is your change okay?" It didn't even work just now, but will it work this time?

Wei Shiyi smiled and said, "Third Uncle, I used a small method just now, but this time I used a big method."

After finishing speaking, Wei Shiyi put away his smile and looked coldly at the person on the table.At first, he thought about using lighter interrogation methods to get him to confess, but he underestimated the lower limit of this person. He was wrong. To deal with this kind of person, the methods should not be gentle.

At this moment, Xiao Lin came over with water and paper.

Uncle Li stared at the water and paper, not understanding what Wei Shiyi wanted to do.Wei Shiyi didn't speak, and asked Xiao Lin to put the water and paper on the table, and then walked up to the man.

Then he told the other itching person to stop, and when no one was itching, the person immediately stopped laughing and lay there panting.

Wei Shiyi said, "Do you feel a lot more relaxed?"

The man smiled, panting generously and said: "It's okay." Being scratched is nothing, anyway, these people won't kill him.

Wei Shiyi also laughed, and said: "I was not prepared just now, and the method of interrogating you was a little lighter. This time, it may be more uncomfortable than before. You may not be able to speak in the middle, and if you regret it by then, just nod your head." , I will not interrogate you."

Wei Shiyi's eyes were cold, seeing the smile on the man's face gradually disappearing, he couldn't help swallowing, then forced a smile again, and laughed dryly twice.

It's okay, I know I'm afraid.

Wei Shiyi said something in his heart, and asked someone to fix the man's head, then picked up a piece of paper from the side and put it on the man's face.

Not seeing the light, the man was a little scared, and shouted bravely: "What do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do?"

Wei Shiyi didn't speak, but took a cup of water and slowly poured it on the man's face. The water soaked the paper and stuck it tightly on the face.

With the paper stuck to his face, he couldn't breathe, which made people a little scared.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do!" There was panic in the man's words, but he still didn't admit it.

Wei Shiyi didn't speak, picked up another piece of paper and pasted it on, soaked in water, and stuck it firmly on the man's face.

This is actually a criminal interrogation method invented by Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty for the purpose of quietly killing people he does not want.

This type of criminal law uses soaked paper to stick on the face of the person. At first, the person can breathe and talk, but when more and more paper is pasted and thicker, the prisoner can neither speak nor speak. Breathing, when it reaches a certain level, the prisoner will suffocate to death.

After the prisoner died, the paper on his face was like a mask, which led to the fact that this cruel criminal law still has an elegant name-face-sticking officer.

People gradually can't breathe, and finally suffocate to death. The fear and fear experienced during this period are not tolerable for everyone, and many people will repent and confess during the interrogation.