Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 211 The Legend of Guojiazhuang

Wu Huan remained silent, so Zhao Huaiqing asked curiously, "Wu Huan, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Huan waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back to the Dali Temple."

A few people thought of what Wuhuan had just done when he had a private conversation with an old lady, so they didn't ask any more questions. The road was not a place to talk, so they hurried to the Dali Temple.

"Tell me, what did you hear?" Zhao Huaiqing had been curious all the way, and now that he was back at the Dali Temple, the first thing he did was to ask what he heard.

Wu Huan considered for a few breaths before speaking.

"The old man was probably already in his seventies and his speech was not clear. When he saw that I was a stranger, he was anxious to drive me away. I said I came to see the village, and the old man was so anxious that he kept pushing me with his hands to let me go.

I didn't want to leave, so the old woman told me a story.

Guojia Village is blessed by the mountain god, so the weather is good and the families are peaceful. The mountain will grow countless rare treasures, ensuring the villagers living at the foot of the mountain for generations.

The mountain god never asks for anything from the villagers, but the villagers respect the mountain god. Their mountain god temple is very popular, and many families cross mountains and ridges to worship the mountain god.

But the mountain god is not always angry. If he gets angry, he will bring down countless disasters, such as heavy rain, rocks, wolves... Once such a disaster occurs, the villagers know that it is the mountain god who is angry, and they will sacrifice tribesmen or find a bride for the mountain god.

The Ganoderma lucidum in the village is the most peculiar. It does not grow in the forest, but on piles of earth. The Ganoderma lucidum on the piles of earth grows well, has thick flesh, and is sold at a high price.

Not everyone in the village can grow Ganoderma. Only a few people can grow Ganoderma, and they are small medicine men. Everyone respects small medicine men. If you want to get rich with small medicine men, you have to listen to them, because only small medicine men know how to grow good Ganoderma. "

After Wu Huan finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

Mounds of dirt...

Most of the people present had probably eaten the Ganoderma lucidum from Guojiazhuang. For a moment, they felt their stomachs churning and they wanted to vomit but couldn't, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Huaiqing was in a bad state. Before the Kyoto Restaurant appeared, he particularly loved to drink from a dessert shop in the north of the city. The signature dish of that shop was Ganoderma lucidum dessert, and it made a lot of money because of the name of Guojiazhuang.

Many people in Kyoto Prefecture know that the Ganoderma lucidum from Guojiazhuang is very famous. Some say it can cure all diseases, some say it can bring people back to life, and some say it can keep you young forever. Anyway, there are many names for it, which are very intimidating.

"Is the Ganoderma lucidum business so good? And are the people who deal in this kind of Ganoderma lucidum so evil-minded? This is making money by taking unconventional means... Ugh..." Zhao Huaiqing had seen many corpses of various shapes during the years he worked at the Dali Temple, but looking at them was not the same as eating them.

"Oh~ So, the two people who saw the scene said that they saw the man covered in blood. Could it be because blood is a good fertilizer?" Gu Qingyun said after a little thought.

Zhao Huaiqing felt a little nauseous halfway through listening to this. Even though he hadn't drunk the incredibly expensive Ganoderma lucidum syrup for more than half a year, the taste of rust in his mouth was unmistakable.

"Maybe. Let's go find Bai Jinyu and ask her." Wu Huan thought of something and said.

Gu Qingyun also nodded. Ever since Bai Jinyu was seriously injured and returned to Dali Temple, he has become extremely cautious, fearing that he would suffer another unexpected disaster.

"Shaoqing." Not long after, Bai Jinyu came with a small medicine box.

After hearing Gu Qingyun's question, Bai Jinyu thought for a moment and said, "Although there is talk of blood ganoderma in the world, I have never seen it with my own eyes. However, I am sure that the human body is full of nutrients. Many places where plants grow have dead bodies buried underneath, which is not surprising. However, if it is done artificially, wouldn't it be too risky?"

Blood Ganoderma?

"Is there anyone who likes this kind of thing?" Zhao Huaiqing felt a chill and nausea.

"Of course, isn't longevity what rich people care about most? If you can prolong your life, that would be great." Bai Jinyu paused, and then said, "In addition to these, some people eat some things that are not worthy of being on the table. It seems that everything is labeled as prolonging life."

The few people were disgusted to death. There are really all kinds of birds in the forest.

"Let's do this. Everyone split up and search the archives for all cases related to Guojiazhuang. See if there is anything that mentions Guojiazhuang and collect them all. I don't believe that they really have no connection with the outside world..." Gu Qingyun ordered.

Several people answered yes and entered the archive room.

The Dali Temple has many archives rooms, which are almost as big as several halls. The files cover the entire dynasty and are densely packed, recording many major cases.

"Shaoqing, should we go to the Kyoto government office to have a look?" There are many major cases in the Dali Temple, and there are a lot of gossips that can only be found in the Kyoto government office.

"Yes, it's too late today. Let's do it tomorrow." Gu Qingyun had just finished reading a volume of files and felt that Guojiazhuang was truly magical.

For so many years, their village seemed to be truly independent from most people.

It’s so close to Kyoto Prefecture.

There were gradually fewer people outside, but the Dali Temple was still brightly lit.

……

Inside the Kyoto restaurant, everyone was idle and had nothing to do. Qi Tao had learned a lot of characters from An Qiao over the past six months. Today, he was really bored, so he went to the bookstore to find some books that he could understand.

The girls in the yard started to teach me how to cook and I taught you how to sew clothes.

Zhao Hengzhi also appeared in the restaurant two weeks after disappearing.

An Qiao was stunned when she saw him, and then she said, "Master, where have you been? It's so dangerous outside."

Zhao Hengzhi turned slightly, unwilling to look directly at An Qiao, "Did you go out to meet friends?"

An Qiao smiled but didn't expose her, "I hope everything goes well."

"Of course. If things hadn't gone well, how could I be standing in front of you unscathed?" Zhao Hengzhi returned to his most poisonous state.

"That's fine." An Qiao took a big gulp of hot tea. "I thought you would go back and not come back."

"I've already sold my body to you, what are you worried about?" Zhao Hengzhi snorted disdainfully.

"Your family is so wealthy, what's the use of this indenture contract? Don't joke, this is just a shelter." An Qiao always knew that this young master would not stay in the restaurant for the rest of his life, so she didn't look for him deliberately after he left.

"It's useful. If I want to leave, I will redeem myself." Zhao Hengzhi was rarely serious.

An Qiao also smiled and said, "Okay."

He is a real young master, forcing others to sign a contract to sell themselves to him, and then saying that he would redeem themselves when they want to leave.

An Qiao couldn't help but wonder why she had lived twice and still started out as a rich second-generation. She also wanted to be that confident.