Chapter 228: Poisoning incident

On the way, from time to time, people came to sell their own hundred flower cakes. Li Haitang bought and bought them. She found that, as the little lady she met said before, each family had different crafts and tastes.

"It would be great if we knew how to make it, and we don't have to come to Licheng if we want to eat it in the future."

Zhang Ruyi likes exquisite snacks the most, especially the crystal clear fillings that can be seen when opened. In summer, drinking flower and fruit tea in the yard, eating a few flower cakes, and reading with Lu Yuanqing, the days seem poetic and picturesque.

"It shouldn't be difficult to make. The difficulty is that it may not be easy to grow flowers for stuffing in Lucheng."

One side feeds the other side with water and soil, and what they make by themselves can only be called flower cakes, which must be different from hundred flower cakes.

Going to Licheng to participate in the Hundred Flowers Festival and taste the delicious food, the group did not come in vain.

Licheng is also known as Baihua City. There are not only Baihua cakes, but also Baihua wine that everyone likes.

The shop where Ji Qiu is located is a street in Licheng that specializes in selling alcoholic beverages. It is mainly for foreign merchants, and almost every family has a prosperous business.

Baihua wine belongs to rice wine, and it has a taste of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy. It is brewed with glutinous rice, fine wheat koji and nearly a hundred kinds of wild flowers.

The color is deep yellow, the smell is fragrant, the alcohol content is not high, it can invigorate blood and nourish qi, warm the stomach and dispel cold, it is really a good wine for health preservation.

"Haitang, look, the store has packed Baihua wine in glass bottles."

Zhang Ruyi is like a bumpkin who has never seen the world, seeing everything is novel.

The store is really good at doing business. The cork is surrounded by dried flowers. Just looking at the bottle, it is as beautiful as a handicraft.

Li Haitang wished he could collect all these wines, and when he finished drinking the Baihua wine, the empty bottle would be left for the mountain wine she brewed, which was just right.

"Let's go to Ji Qiu's first, maybe there are better ones."

As a newcomer, the group is not familiar with these things, and the merchant may deceive him because he is a foreigner, so it is better to ask Ji Qiu to introduce him.

According to what Ji Qiu said, at the end of the winemaking street is Ji Xiaomei Winery.

Ji Qiu's business is quite big, and he also has a store in Kyoto, but when he first named it, he thought of his childhood sweetheart Xu Xiaomei who died tragically.

"Ugh."

Seeing the plaque, Zhang Ruyi sighed, and suddenly felt that Lan Yi's future was not easy.

The difference between Ji Qiu and Lu Er's fool, he always has his childhood sweetheart in his heart, how difficult it is for Lan Yi to walk in.

She suddenly felt that even if the Bawang forced himself to attack, it would not be so easy to cook raw rice and cooked rice.

"What are you sighing for?"

Li Haitang was surprised, Miss Zhang had been smiling all the time, but suddenly she looked frowning, looking uncoordinated.

"Haitang, what's the use of having someone?"

Zhang Ruyi couldn't stop feeling emotional.

"Of course it's useful. Aren't you looking forward to getting married in blue?"

Li Haitang didn't understand that the blue clothes and Ji Qiu were very suitable, the man was married and the woman was unmarried, and they were in trouble together, and their relationship was advancing by leaps and bounds. It is indeed time to strike while the iron is hot and win it in one fell swoop.

"I mean, get...a person's body, but not his heart."

Zhang Ruyi paused for a moment, and squeezed her eyes next to Li Haitang's ear, "You know I only let Lu Er foolishly care for him after he had smallpox. Lan Yi is so stupid, how could I have the ability."

"Having a physical body is not enough?"

You can't become a fat man with just one mouthful, and Ji Qiu's heart is not made of stone, so get the body first, guarantee your own status, and then talk about other things.

Another point is that no one can change the fact that the living cannot compete with the dead.

Xu Xiaomei is dead, what stays in Ji Qiu's heart are the good things and memories, but the living people can not only bring good things, but also bring troubles.

During the conversation, a group of people had arrived at Ji Qiu's winery. Unlike the bustling shops around, the doors were deserted, the windows were closed, and they were not open for business.

"Guests, do you want to buy Baihua wine?"

The guy from the shop next door was cleaning the door. Seeing a group of people standing there, he put down the broom in his hand and introduced, "Let's remember that the owner's ancestors made wine, and the taste is sure to be good. friend…"

The clerk advertised enthusiastically when he saw people, and he seemed to be eloquent. Li Haitang quickly waved his hands and asked, "We are repeat customers of Ji Xiaomei Winery. I don't know why his house didn't open."

"Hmph, guest, listen to me, don't go to his house in the future."

When the guy heard what everyone said, he looked angrily, "We all sell Baihua wine in this street. We do business without deceit. We have been in business for many years and are honest and trustworthy, but we have produced such a rat shit!"

Some time ago, something happened at Ji Xiaomei Winery. The people who bought the wine fell into a coma after drinking it, and were sent to the hospital where they were diagnosed with poisoning. Moreover, not only one person was poisoned.

The yamen attached great importance to it, and immediately sent people to arrest the clerk and shopkeeper, and closed the shop.

"A few days ago, Jidong's family came, and they were also arrested in the Yamen."

The specific situation needs to be investigated by the people in the yamen. There are so many victims, and there seems to be a life lawsuit, so it must be handled with caution.

Moreover, after the incident, many foreign merchants panicked, fearing that the recipes of several old stores were the same, so the business of other businesses would also be affected.

"I see that your business is doing well."

Zhang Ruyi rubbed her nose, did Ji Qiu go to jail to eat? This is easy to handle, anyway, there are people behind it, she can just talk to her uncle.

The question is, when Ji Qiu went in, where did the blue clothes go?

"Little lady, then you didn't come to Licheng very much before. When our business was good, I didn't have time to clean here. I just served drinks for the guests. From morning to night, I was so busy that I didn't touch the floor."

The young man shook his head, he had time to chat now, there were not many people in the shop, angry and indifferent, the shopkeeper said that the income for a few days was not as good as half a day in the past.

Regarding the poisoning incident at Ji Xiaomei Winery, the owners of this street are all waiting and watching, and no one can make a conclusion until the specific results come out.

"Little man, has any girl in blue with big eyes come here to look for someone recently?"

Zhang Ruyi described how Lan Yi was dressed. Lan Yi had a baby face. She was originally from the south, and she looked petite and cute.

"Too many people have come to ask questions these days, and we can't remember."

The clerk shook his head, every day there are bitter masters who come to inquire about news, and ask the owner of Ji Xiaomei's winery to return the wine.

Now the shop is not open, and people are still squatting in the prison of the magistrate's yamen. It's a mess, and the staff can't tell clearly.

A group of people came in high spirits, but returned in disappointment.

There was no news about Lan Yi, Zhang Ruyi became anxious, and asked several shops in a row, and the answer was almost the same as that of the boy. Although the business is not very good, who can remember the appearance of each other when people come and go every day? Looking for blue clothes is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.