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

Chapter 154: The Cauldron with Carved Inscriptions

An Qiao wasn't the kind of person who would pry into details, so she nodded and went to the back to work on her plum blossom stains.

The plum blossoms have been blooming beautifully recently. An Qiao couldn't help but feel itchy when she saw them, so she planted many kinds of plants in the yard, including quite a few plum blossoms.

In addition to food, Anqiao likes to prepare some drinks.

In summer, there is nothing that Anqiao cannot make into a drink, including all kinds of fruit wine, candied tomatoes, lemons, and various flowers.

So many people come here for the sweet drinks that Anqiao sells from time to time.

Plum blossoms have a light fragrance, and the smell is even better if they are soaked in snow. In the morning, Dongzhi bought a deer when he went shopping. It is said that the hunter had just dragged it into the city gate when Dongzhi captured it.

Anqiao is going to roast venison tonight, and this plum pickle is the best for venison.

At this time, An Qiao had already marinated the venison, adding pepper, oil and salt. After the meat absorbed the flavor, it would taste better when roasted.

Before roasting, cut the garlic into granules, then add some chili powder, chili noodles and dried chili peppers, and then sprinkle some cumin powder and Anqiao's special barbecue powder when roasting.

This is everything, color, aroma and taste.

On the other side, the Dali Temple was already surrounded by public opinion and experienced the feeling of being targeted by a petty thief for the first time.

It was only the afternoon when countless people appeared with their fangs and claws bared.

Now there was a person sitting in the hall, his face was gray, and he seemed to have no energy at all. He lay there woodenly, as if he had really lost a great treasure.

"I don't care, I don't care... This is my treasure, you have to give it back to me. This is my ancestral treasure, it was stolen by thieves, and if you don't give it back to me, it's unjust." He struggled over and over, as if as long as he was weak enough, the thing would be his.

The clerk who was called out by Gu Qingyun to deal with them at the door looked a little gloomy at this moment, "Um... May I ask what this treasure of yours looks like?"

"A treasure is just a treasure. What else can it be? Isn't it just the bronze tripod that you took away?" The man's eyes turned around slyly.

The clerk could only sigh helplessly, "We didn't take any bronze tripod, these are just rumors from outside."

"Nonsense, you just don't want to give it back to me." The man refused to give up and cried and refused to leave.

The front yard of the Dali Temple was the place for reporting crimes, and the clerk had no way of directly chasing him away. He could only accept subsequent reports with tears in his eyes.

Today, 10 out of 8 people came to ask for the bronze tripod, and they produced a bunch of random "evidence" and claimed that it belonged to their family.

Some of them even rolled over and threw a tantrum and refused to leave, insisting that the Dali Temple hand over the large tripod.

Gu Qingyun and his companions had already screened through these people.

"Sir Shaoqing, is your method useful?" Xinhai couldn't help but wonder as he looked at the people with different expressions.

"Of course it is useful, otherwise why would so many thieves come today? Five out of ten of them are tomb robbers, and the remaining five are either petty thieves or people who want to take advantage of the situation. But they all have mediocre skills, and it's obvious that they don't have any family traditions." Gu Qingyun said lightly. Many people came today, but the big fish hadn't appeared yet. Perhaps the other party didn't know what Gu Qingyun knew, whether it was true or false.

Once the news got out, the other side no longer dared to act rashly.

"If someone knows the details of the woodcarving, they probably also know that we know the secret behind the woodcarving. They will definitely not sit still and take the risk to get it and never get it. I think... maybe there are still many people willing to take the risk." Gu Qingyun deliberately released a mixture of true and false news. On the one hand, he said that they had obtained a large tripod with an inscription, and on the other hand, he said that it recorded many treasures.

If the original buyers of the wood carvings had heard the news, they would probably have known that the Dali Temple had discovered the secret of the wood carvings.

Now that they know this, they will definitely not be able to sit still.

Bai Jinyu was murdered just because he discovered some problems, not to mention that the Dali Temple has now moved from darkness to light.

"Let's go to the Zhao Mansion. Starting today, we have to take turns to watch outside the Zhao Mansion." Gu Qingyun said.

The others had no objections. After all, who doesn’t want to have a good new year?

The sooner this is done, the sooner we can rest.

Gu Qingyun thought about it and decided not to go into the Zhao Mansion. After all, he had experienced Madam Zhao’s kung fu skills.

"Shaoqing, do we want to climb over the wall and take a look?" Zhao Huaiqing asked.

Gu Qingyun turned his eyes away and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know, I didn't hear anything."

Zhao Huaiqing smiled knowingly and climbed in swiftly.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Huaiqing stood beside Gu Qingyun again.

"The things inside have hardly changed, but I smell a special fragrance." Zhao Huaiqing pulled out a handkerchief.

"This fragrance seems to be some kind of ointment, which is mostly what women use to rub on the back of their necks and wrists to emit a fragrant smell. There is a faint scent of ointment in the room, which was not there before, but there was no trace left, only that fragrance. I guess someone just left. If the previous smell has been lingering, the smell of this ointment is too strong." Zhao Huaiqing called Wu Huan, and Wu Huan also smelled it.

"We can't smell what's in here. But we feel that the fragrance is quite strong. Usually, girls buy these perfumes in the East Market. Why don't we go and have a look?" Wu Huan looked at Gu Qingyun inquiringly.

Gu Qingyun nodded, "You have to go. We can't leave without someone here. I always feel that entering the Zhao Mansion is something that many tomb robbers will do. I thought about it, if everyone can discover the secret of the woodcut, they just need to open the woodcut, copy down the drawings and leave, without anyone noticing, and they don't have to think about how to get the woodcut. Wouldn't it be easier?"

The only person who wants the woodcut now is probably the one who sent it here in the first place.

However, Gu Qingyun didn't know how many people had already understood the secret, but he always felt that the coming and going of people did not seem like the work of a group of people, but rather a fight between many people.

Wu Huan and Zhao Huaiqing took the handkerchief to the East Market, while Xin Hai and Gu Qingyun continued to wait outside the house.

The Zhao Mansion seemed to have returned to peace. Except for the coffin that had not yet been buried, everything else returned to normal.

Madam Zhao sends people every day, and today she said that tomorrow is the final deadline. It is impossible to keep the spirit for seven days no matter what.

Gu Qingyun didn't try to stop it, and it couldn't be stopped for long.

If this continues, not only Gu Qingyun, but the entire Dali Temple will be criticized by the world.

So today, apart from the calmness of the master, the servants in the Zhao Mansion are all busy, because tomorrow is the day of the master's burial.