After arranging the knives of different sizes in the kitchen, the officer who asked was stunned.

There are nearly twenty kitchen knives of different sizes and shapes on the table in front of me. You should know that each kitchen knives placed on it are different, many of which are more than one, and even four or five.

Looking at the kitchen knife in front of him, the officer turned to look at Wen Mingtang who was introducing the kitchen knife aside.

"This knife is used to cut bones, because it is necessary to chop meat and bones. The blade face is sharp and the blade body is strong..."

Wen Mingtang introduced it very seriously, but several officers did not listen anymore. Instead, they looked at each other, smiled bitterly, interrupted Wen Mingtang, and said, "Okay, Master Wen."

Wen Mingtang put down the bone-cutting knife in his hand and looked at the servant: "But what happened?"

What happened? This happened when they followed Bai Sicheng to the slaughter stall. Seeing Lin Shaoqing who was confronting each other, Liu Sicheng talked to the bald butcher.

"The fishy smell in the market was too strong. Lin Shaoqing's nose... tsk, this... Master Wen should know the most." Speaking of this, the officer looked at Wen Mingtang, squeezed at her, and said, "After all, Master Wen has a nose like this!"

Wen Mingtang silently, and knew: "But Lin Shaoqing smelled something he shouldn't have smelled?"

The officer nodded and said, "In the bucket of slaughtering stalls, Lin Shaoqing smelled something he shouldn't have smelled."

The mixed things piled up in the bucket were all mixed together, and what else could you smell that you shouldn't smell? Tangyuan opened his eyes wide, took the two peeled sugar and fried chestnuts that A Bing secretly stuffed her into her mouth. The sweet and glutinous taste of chestnut meat dispelled a lot of instinctive fear.

When the officer said this, he stopped. As if he had thought of something, his face changed slightly. He didn't say anything he smelled. He just glanced at everyone and said meaningfully: "Wu Bu has passed!"

As soon as the three words "Wu Bucai" were released, everyone's faces changed.

Tangyuan subconsciously covered her lips, but fortunately the sweet taste of the chestnut meat was still in her mouth and she did not vomit.

These people are not the noble people of Jingui who are easily unable to enter the dirty land. They have seen the buckets of slaughtering stalls and butchers in the market. Thinking of the buckets of people hiding in the buckets of waste piled up poultry, livestock and other waste... an unspeakable sense of horror surged in my heart.

The officers saw that everyone changed their faces when they heard the words "Wu Bucai" and knew that they were right that they didn't say it directly.

I think of them in Dali Temple, who deals with murder cases every day, and there are countless murder scenes that I have seen. But in the scene today, thinking about the corpses in a pile of poultry and livestock waste, the servant's face turned pale, shook his head, looked at Wen Mingtang, who looked better in it, and said, "Lin Shaoqing said that maybe this corpse... cannot be pieced together intact."

As soon as these words were said, Wen Mingtang's face just now looked pretty good and changed immediately. He subconsciously looked down at the kitchen knives lined up on the table, and asked the officer with a white face: "Can there be a butcher who slaughtered the stall involved it!"

The officer looked at Wen Mingtang and nodded, "It's not clear yet, so it's hard to say. However, the butcher's knife is indeed a little more, and there are many knifes that seem to be able to kill poultry and livestock, but also people..." The officer shook his head when he said this, and did not continue.

Wen Mingtang took a deep breath, and suddenly remembered what Liang Hongqian said to her in his mind, saying, "The chef is good at cutting meat and bones, and he can easily cut off meat and bones!" Then he shivered subconsciously and looked at his hands.

Seeing that Wen Mingtang had changed his face, the officer did not say anything further, but thanked her, and left the kitchen to find Lin Fei to report his life.

After the serviceman left, A Bing and Tang Yuan looked at Wen Mingtang with white faces, and couldn't help but whisper: "Master Wen, could it be that butcher who killed someone with a knife..."

A light cough interrupted the two of them, and Ji Caimai said, "It's hard to say now, but the butcher may be innocent."

Even so, Ji Caimai shook his head and said, "In this way, no matter whether the butcher is innocent or not, the people who heard the news will be discouraged by the butcher who slaughtered the stall!"

"I remember there were cases like this in the early years," Ji Caimai shook his head and said, "If you kill someone with the skills of eating, you will probably suffer the whole craft industry."

Just like if a tea seller poisons the teahouse and the teahouse business will plummet. Everyone will be afraid of drinking poisonous tea and dare not go to the teahouse again.

If the cook poisons the dishes he cooks, the restaurant will become deserted with the business.

Now it is the butcher who slaughtered the stall. The slaughter knife is said to be used to kill people. This year is probably a year when you eat more vegetarian than meat. In addition, the corpse is incomplete... Those people who have slaughtered poultry and livestock at the market may be frightened.

Although they were moved, they couldn't do anything. Ji Caimai looked at the pork belly meat boiled in the casserole and said, "Stay going to do it!"

Just now, when Liu Sicheng and his friends came to the kitchen to receive the gift box, they said that they were going to see the Weifu. In order to check for diarrhea, how could they involve the slaughter stall for no reason? Ji Caimai shook his head in confusion and continued to watch Wen Mingtang make pork belly meat.

After taking out the pork belly meat from the pot and drying it, Wen Mingtang took a handful of iron sticks and started to do "acupuncture" for the pork belly meat. This was the first time that Wen Mingtang, who had a lot of cauliflower, saw this in his hands. Ji Caimai and others put down what they were doing, looked at Wen Mingtang, who was dealing with the pork belly meat, and soon threw away what had just happened.

The public chefs can ignore the matters at the market for the time being, but Lin Fei and others cannot.

Whether it was officials or officers, or even the people who passed by to watch the fun, they searched for a handkerchief and kept it in front of their mouths and noses. They saw the group of officers searching in the bucket in thick robes.

The pungent smell is not something that can be covered by a robe. It is rare for the people who are watching the fun to see the servants searching for. They have felt a little sympathy for the servants who are envious of the yamen.

Looking for something in the bucket, it seems that some yamen... For example, the yamen in Dali Temple is not easy to handle!

Lin Fei, who had a veil in front of his mouth and nose, put down the kitchen knife in front of the bald butcher, looked at the bald butcher who was restrained by two servants, raised his hand and pointed at the one or two "corpses" found, and said, "You have been in this business for decades. You should know better than me that this is human, not poultry and livestock!"

The bald butcher's face was also very ugly, his lips trembled, but he nodded and responded: "It's human."

Lin Fei pointed to the sign in front of the slaughter stall and said, "You are slaughtering poultry and livestock, why do human corpses appear in the bucket?"
Chapter completed!