Chapter 241

If the purpose of the assassin was to assassinate an adult, why didn't he assassinate an adult when he went out of the county government.

What's going on? Is the assassin familiar with adults?

This kind of speculation is too bold, in the absence of clear evidence, he did not dare to stretch out, can only keep silent, so as not to scare the snake.

Feeling his absent-minded, Ning's eyes flashed an imperceptible ferocity, with a look of awe inspiring: "Tiesheng, didn't I tell you? Xue Chuan's poisoning has been handed over to others for investigation. Why are you still interfering? You've made frequent mistakes recently, and you still care about the things you shouldn't care about? Do you want to work in Yamen? "

With that, he slapped his hands on the table, and his eyes glared angrily at Lian Tiesheng, with a posture of rotten wood.

He was also a little flustered. He was really afraid that the man with dead brain would find out something and make trouble for him, which would make him unable to justify himself.

At that time, the people behind him were shocked, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Even Tiesheng is really good. He works in the Yamen safely. He won't treat him badly.

Just like to meddle, this person can't stay.

Lian Tiesheng pursed his lips, stood erect, arched his hands and said respectfully: "my Lord, I have checked this matter, and I really can't bear to give up like this. Please give me a little time. Even if Xue Chuan is not here, I will give him justice. "

Fair? Do you mean? What does he really know?

As soon as the pupil of Mr. Ning shrank, he felt a little empty in his heart. Realizing his gaffe, he drank a mouthful of tea and was shocked: "Xue Chuan, this matter has turned over, so you don't have to cause trouble for no reason. Fortunately, he is very lucky, and I feel very comforted. I know you are deeply in love with brother Xue Chuan, but there are more important things for you right now, and other things on hand are put aside for the time being. "

"Go ahead, my Lord."

The most important thing that Ningda people talk about is nothing more than a homicide case. In the past, these homicide cases were investigated by these senior captors, and even Tiesheng naturally took orders.

"Yes, my Lord, I will try my best to give a result as soon as possible."

"Well, there's nothing else. You can step back first."

"Yes."

After Lian Tiesheng's tall figure was gone, the master on one side was shaking his moustache, with a pair of small eyes and shrewd calculation: "my Lord, this Lian Tiesheng is a dead brain, you see..."

He said and did a neck rub.

Master Ning took a sip of tea and said, "no, this man is good at martial arts. It's difficult to assassinate him, but if he makes such a big show, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble. I want to force him to leave, or I will not reuse him, or I will throw some tough cases to him. When he can't solve the cases and makes mistakes again and again, I will sweep him out as soon as possible. "

"I'm not afraid I'm a grown-up. I'm considerate. I just hope this boy knows better and doesn't let us kill him."

"It's not the last step, and I don't want to." Ningda humanity.

Just imagine, if this senior Constable of Yamen had an accident in succession, then it would not arouse people's suspicion.

If you want to get rid of people, you can not only kill people, but also drive people away without blood.

After Xue Chuan and Zhang Man'er and Lian Tiesheng leave the teahouse, they go to the market hand in hand.

These days, the family build a house, package a dinner, but to buy a lot of food.

This package of dinner is the first in the village.

Anyone who builds a house only pays for it, not for dinner.

Zhang Man'er thinks that this is not a special situation. First, Xue Chuan has to work in the daytime and only has time in the evening. Then the men at this table gather together to talk about the progress of building a house, and they are not allowed to drink and eat.

Second, this meal has been well received, which makes these men work harder.

If the building is completed ahead of time, the remaining day or two will be enough to buy these ingredients.

Zhang Man'er went through several vegetable markets, compared the prices and made a lot of purchases.

The most important thing is that she wants to make mustard, looking for mustard.

Xue Chuan looked at her eyes and knew what she was looking for. He asked, "daughter in law, what kind of food do you want? I've bought almost everything I should have bought. "

Zhang Man'er felt his chin, and his eyes were puzzled.

Strange, she also visited several vegetable farms, how did not see mustard? Is there no mustard here? Can she still make mustard?

Thinking of this, she turned her eyes to Xue Chuan and asked expectantly, "do you have mustard?"

"Mustard, my daughter-in-law wanted to find mustard. Come with me." Xue Chuan said and took her to the place where she sold pickles. Under the influence of a salting flavor, Zhang Man'er came to several stalls here.

Several farmers are busy cutting something. The vegetables on the ground are half a meter to one meter long. The leaves on the lower part of the stem are smaller and there are missing teeth on the edge. This is mustard.

At a casual glance, she found mustard in these stalls.

Look at these women cutting mustard. As soon as the knife falls, they will separate the mustard from the head.

There is a pile of washed mustard and a bucket of pickled mustard beside. Look at these abandoned mustard heads, lying on the ground in scattered places, pitifully alone.

Zhang Man'er smokes from the corner of his mouth. The mustard is full of treasure. It can be fried and pickled. It tastes crisp, tender and refreshing. It can also be used to stir fry vegetables and make soup.

But this mustard head tastes better and more nutritious.

Mustard head has a special sour and salty taste, crisp and refreshing. If it is made into mustard, it tastes good for all ages.

Zhang Man'er took a look at the hill of mustard head on the ground, pulled Xue Chuan aside and asked carefully, "Mr. Xiang, this mustard is good. Is it pickled like this here? What about the mustard head? "

Xue Chuan didn't know why Zhang Man'er was so interested in mustard, but he said, "mustard is delicious, but it's expensive and not very good to grow. We farmers can't afford it. As for the mustard head, it's useless. Many people chop it up and feed it to pigs with pig food. "

Feeding pigs? Zhang Man'er smoked from the corner of his mouth. These ancients were too violent.

This mustard head is the best, OK?

Looking at the farmer's wife who set up the stall and left the mustard head on one side, Zhang Man'er was so distressed that he watched the stalls go by.

This mustard is three Wen a Jin, pickled mustard is five Wen a Jin.

"Dear guests, do you want to buy mustard? Raw or pickled? " The peasant woman was busy cutting mustard in her hand. She threw the mustard head at random and yelled.

Zhang Man'er thinks that she doesn't buy mustard or pickled mustard, but she wants to buy mustard head that these people discard at will.