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Chapter 79 Sauerkraut Fish II

Chapter 79 Pickled Fish (2)

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu sighed and left, going back to continue sorting out the case.

Wen Mingtang and others finished processing the black fish. Seeing that it was almost time, they went to the public kitchen to prepare the evening meal.

After sorting out the case, when the hour of You was approaching, the two of them got up and went to see Lin Fei. When they entered the door, they saw Lin Fei taking off the soft sword from his waist and handing it to Zhao You, as if he had already explained something to Zhao You.

You took the soft sword and ran out happily.

Such a stubborn idiot! How come he is so happy all the time? The two of them muttered a few words and called "Lin Shaoqing" when they entered the door.

It was only at this time that the two of them recalled Lin Fei's actions today and discovered that Shangfeng's actions today had a deep meaning. He insisted on going out with the two of them, but left Zhao You, who had always been with him, in Dali Temple.

Counting ants out of boredom, isn't this deliberately using your body as bait?

So, Lin Shaoqing had already guessed that someone would be unable to restrain himself and attack them?

"Speculations without evidence cannot determine what happened to them." Lin Fei shook his head, paused, and then asked the two of them, "How did they do? Have those veterans who retired from the Salt Lake City military camp visited them?"

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu heard this and said hurriedly: "I visited you, but I didn't get any useful information."

After all, they are just ordinary veterans who don't know much.

However, those veterans also brought up the events of that year again.

"It's similar to what we knew before. Salt Lake City officials and bandits colluded with each other to oppress the people. The local people were so scared that they dared to be angry but dared not speak out." Liu Yuan said, "At that time, the Huaishan County Prince and his family traveled to the south of the Yangtze River.

When he came back, he passed through Salt Lake City. Because he was disguised as an ordinary wealthy businessman and did not go to the government to tell his identity, he was regarded as an ordinary wealthy businessman preparing to make fat sheep for slaughter, so he and his family were attacked."

"The people in the military camp don't know the specific situation. They only know that one night a few people suddenly ran to the military camp to ask for help, saying that the Huaishan County Prince and his family had been captured by rogue bandits." Liu Yuan said, "The people in the military camp are like this.

Knowing that the rogue bandits were colluding, they sent troops to suppress it."

Since ancient times, suppression of such things is bound to involve blood, and the incident in Salt Lake City saw blood. Although the bandits were wiped out and all the officials in Salt Lake City were beheaded, many people died inside.

However, nothing can be done without destruction. Since this matter was resolved, there has been no more rogue bandits in Salt Lake City.

After telling the news from the old soldier, Liu Yuan said: "From what I know so far, the only criticism of the Huaishan County Prince's family is that they let their subordinates die on their behalf.

"

This matter has been criticized by people, and it is a loss of personal ethics, but it is impossible to do anything to the Huaishan County Prince and his family.

After Lin Fei heard this, he lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and took down the map of Da Rong from the wall behind him, laid it flat on the desk, picked up the cinnabar pen, drew a circle around Jiangnan and Chang'an, and paused.

After a pause, he drew a circle at the location of Salt Lake City.

Then he put down the cinnabar pen in his hand and looked at Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu.

The two people immediately understood and looked down at the three places circled by Lin Fei. After staring at those three places for a moment, Bai Zhu suddenly said "Huh" and said, "That's not right!"

There are many feasible roads from Jiangnan to Chang'an. The road to Salt Lake City is not impossible, but...

Bai Zhu pointed to the road that passed through Salt Lake City and said: "The road along the way is either hills or jungles. Except for a few scattered small inns, there is almost nothing worth seeing. The family of the Prince of Huaishan County went up and down.

At that time, Mrs. Zhou, who was already quite old, was accompanied by the infant prince of Huaishan County. This family actually took this road to Salt Lake City for sightseeing?"

This road is obviously not for sightseeing.

Liu Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the rugged path above, and continued: "The road is narrow, and you may encounter robbers on the way. There are jackals, tigers, and leopards in the mountains. It is true that there are old people and young people walking on this road.

It doesn’t make sense!”

"Is it possible that the Prince of Huaishan and his family had another purpose when they detoured to Salt Lake City?" Bai Zhulue thought for a while, then looked up at Lin Fei and asked, "Lin Shaoqing, do you want to ask the man in the prison again?

Manager Song?"

Lin Fei shook his head when he heard this and said: "He may not know about this matter. It is very likely that only the Prince of Huaishan County and his family know about this matter."

"Wouldn't that become his family's own secret?" When Liu Yuan heard this, his brows suddenly wrinkled, "It's a clan member with that status, so I'm afraid it won't be easy for him to speak."

"Since someone is dead, it is no longer his family's secret." Lin Fei lowered his head and looked at the location of Salt Lake City circled on the Kan map, and said, "Don't forget, the fact that Fuzi will know his life experience is a matter of course.

It’s very strange.”

Moreover, among the dead so far, there is one person whose identity is very special in comparison.

a year ago……

Lin Fei closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. After opening his eyes again, he said to Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu: "Go and find out what Mrs. Zhou did before Fuzi changed a year ago?"

There are not many things an old lady can do to live her old life, such as listening to plays, hosting banquets at home, chatting with her children and grandchildren, and so on.

"Check whether she has gone out or shown her face." Lin Fei said.

When Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu heard this, they quickly said "yes".

By the time he came out of Lin Fei's room, it was already dinner time for the public kitchen.

The two of them briefly sorted through the files in their hands, and then rushed to the public kitchen impatiently.

Since Master Wen took over Master Wang's evening meal, many more people come to the public kitchen for evening meal.

There is only one dish for dinner today, but there is a pot full of big dishes.

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu came a little late, so they had to queue up. Across the dozen or so servants in front of them, they looked at the dish called pickled fish on the table.

The golden soup base in the large noodle soup bowl is filled with a layer of tender white fish fillets, mixed with green and red crushed peppers, a layer of sesame seeds, and a small pinch of minced garlic on top.

Just looking at the whole dish is enough to make people want to eat, but the most amazing thing is the spoonful of hot oil in front of the bowl of pickled fish.

When the scalding hot oil was poured on it, countless tiny bubbles boiled up, rushing straight up with the unique garlic aroma and sour and spicy taste, penetrating the person's spiritual platform.

Before I even tasted the dish called pickled fish, the spicy and sour taste had already made saliva flow out from the bottom of my tongue.

Liu Yuan only felt that he had never drooled so much in his life, and his eyes were staring at the pickled fish on the table and he couldn't bear to look away.

Finally it was his turn. When the spoonful of hot oil was poured on it and it started to boil, Liu Yuan took away the bowl of pickled fish without caring about how hot it was.

The glutinous rice balls glanced at the coriander that hadn't been put on yet, and murmured: "Well... there's no need to be in such a hurry!"
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