funbook-pk Chapter 126: Could He Be Poisoned?
Chapter 126: Could He Be Poisoned?
Mrs. Zhou was also startled. When she heard Mrs. Zhao say that she was going to the kitchen to prepare dinner, she was so happy that she didn't even notice that the child was not following her.
Zhao Susu said calmly: "She went out to play by herself, and will come over for dinner later."
Yang Zuoxian coughed, but didn't care too much. After all, the child's mother was here, so where could the child go? He was only a five or six-year-old child.
He walked closer and looked at the chopping board that already had seven dishes on it. The aromas were getting stronger. He asked, "Did you cook all of them?"
Zhao Susu ignored him.
Mrs. Zhou answered humbly, "Fourth Master, these were all made by Madam Zhao. After Old Man Qi took leave, we didn't have a cook here, so the dishes were a bit unpalatable. The child refused to eat them, and Madam Zhao felt sorry for her daughter, so she made them herself!"
Yang Zuoxian looked at it once, then looked at it again, wanting to say something, but seemed unable to start.
Zhao Susu was still busy over there, and the aroma from the pot was still emitting.
He had clearly already drunk some wine, but at this moment, he actually felt his stomach growling.
Pursing his lips for a moment, he finally asked, "Can you finish all this?"
Zhao Susu still ignored him, and it was Mrs. Zhou who answered: "Mrs. Zhao is really a very good mother. She made these things and let the children choose. Don't keep the rest."
Yang Zuoxian snorted: "Spending other people's money, using other people's ingredients, and picking them up!"
Zhao Susu said bluntly: "I can also spend my own money and use my own ingredients. Isn't it the Fourth Young Master who invited me here? If you don't want to, send me back?"
Yang Zuoxian chuckled: "Sister, you are quite angry. You were on the road, but you called me brother in a very affectionate way, didn't you?"
"That's because I thought you were really my brother! Who knew you were an imposter?"
"That's not the case. I can be your brother, too!"
"Leave far away!"
"Zhao Susu, you are not afraid of me. Is it because you think I'm nothing to be afraid of? Or is it because you think you can leave soon and don't need to be afraid of me?" Yang Zuoxian was still smiling, but his smile was cold.
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"Of course you know!" Yang Zuoxian smiled gently, tapping his palm with the folding fan in his hand. "You are quite cautious, and you have also made a backup plan. The leader of the Thunder Gang has come personally, it seems that the price you offered is not low. But guess what kind of waves can a small Thunder Gang that makes a living in the county town make in the capital of Jiazhou, Haiyang County, where the capital is located?"
Zhao Susu was shocked.
She remained calm because she had indeed made a backup plan.
When she was leaving, she delayed for most of the day by saying something about the shop, and it was this matter that she was doing.
She missed her family and wanted to reunite with them as soon as possible, but for some reason, she just couldn't trust the man who claimed to be her brother.
The leader of the Thunder Gang, Lu Wengong, personally led twenty gang members and followed secretly along the way. Even before entering the yard, she left a secret signal, preparing to leave tonight.
By then, Lu Wengong will be there to take over.
But now, Yang Zuoxian's words made her heart sink to the ground.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yang Zuoxian didn't know whether he was proud or sarcastic: "Are you wondering how I knew this? It's very simple. This road is too long, and there are always some tails behind it. Even if those tails are hidden well, it is impossible to leave no trace. As long as you are a little more careful, you will be discovered sooner or later!"
Zhao Susu still didn't speak.
The one who came from the Thunder Gang this time was a master from their gang.
But there is always someone stronger than you.
Since Yang Zuoxian came from a wealthy merchant family in the county town, there must be more powerful people in his mansion.
It seemed reasonable that they would be discovered.
Seeing that Zhao Susu didn't change her expression, Yang Zuoxian raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Aren't you surprised that I know your plan?"
"What are my plans?" Zhao Susu smiled faintly, "Since we are here, let's make the best of it! Except for life and death, everything else is trivial."
Yang Zuoxian's pupils trembled slightly. Looking at the calm woman in front of him, he was slightly moved, but soon he showed a playful smile: "I didn't expect that Madam Zhao is such a wonderful person! Then you can live here with peace of mind!"
Zhao Susu continued to cook calmly.
As for Mrs. Zhou, she didn't dare to say a word and just quietly added firewood to the stove.
After cooking nine dishes, Meng Yu finally chose only four, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and brought them back to their residence.
Mrs. Zhou looked at the remaining five dishes with a smile on her face. She picked up the chopsticks, served herself some rice, and was just about to eat when she saw Yang Guang striding over.
Mrs. Zhou was startled and quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks, saying in a slightly flattering tone, "Does the Fourth Young Master have anything else to say?"
Yang Guang asked, "Where are the dishes that Madam Zhao cooked?"
Mrs. Zhou didn't dare to hide it and pointed to the table.
Yang Guang took two food boxes and put all five dishes in them without hesitation. Mrs. Zhou felt pained and her face twitched. She stammered, "Is it the Fourth Young Master who wanted this?"
"What else?" Yang Guang glanced at him and served another large bowl of rice.
Mrs. Zhou didn't dare to say more, she just smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually, just asking casually!"
Her whole face turned into a bitter gourd. It was her fault that she ate too happily at noon, and suffered the consequences in the evening. Not a single bite was left.
This is the best courtyard in the east, where Yang Zuoxian lives.
Yang Guang walked into the house quickly: "Master, the food is here!"
Yang Zuoxian was standing in front of the window at this time, playing with a folding fan in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
Hearing the shout, he turned around.
At this time, the food box was opened, and Yang Guang placed the food on the table one by one. The aroma spread throughout the room. Yang Zuoxian raised his eyebrows, bent over and took a closer look, then turned to Yang Guang and asked, "Do you think there is any poison in it?"
Yang Guang opened his eyes wide: "Master, if it's poisonous, you can't eat it!"
Yang Zuoxian picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth: "It's poisonous, so eat it first!"
The fish meat was tender and melted in the mouth, but the freshness was still lingering on the tip of the tongue. Yang Zuoxian laughed. Did the chef of Wanxianglou only know how to cook pig food? It was not as delicious as the dishes made by an ordinary woman.
But then he thought, if the chef at Wanxianglou had this skill, the clients would all go there to eat, and the courtesan would lose some of its charm.
Who would have thought that an ordinary woman could prepare such delicious food as that of Zuiyuelou, the number one restaurant in Jiazhou?
Yang Zuoxian regretted coming too late, and then his chopsticks fell on the plate like raindrops.
Different dishes have different delicious flavors. He is not hungry, but he feels like he can still continue eating.
As he ate more, his expression became uglier and uglier, and his movements became more and more forced, but his hands did not stop.
Yang Guang was still shouting worriedly: "Master, you look so bad, are you poisoned?"