"Huh? What's wrong with Yue'er?"
As she spoke, she seemed to realize something and shook her head with a smile.
"Haha, it seems that Yue'er shook her head and ate too much just now.
Yiyi, Feifei, you two give Yue'er some medicine."
"Why."
"Okay, mother."
Soon.
Young Master Liu, Ren Qingxin, and Xiao Kaitai drank the medicinal soup brought by Qinglian with Qi Ya and the others serving each other.
"Sister Qinglian, sister Shu'er, please continue talking about this mushroom."
Wenren Yunshu turned to look at Qinglian and nodded with a smile.
"Sister Lian'er, it's better that you come and talk to the sisters."
"Sisters, sister Qingxin has eaten these mushrooms before, but she didn't have hallucinations because she ate less.
Over there in Shu, every time after it rains, people will go up the mountain together to collect fresh mushrooms.
After the common people picked fresh mushrooms, they would eat them themselves or sell them in the market to support their families."
"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Sister Lian'er, will the common people be fine after eating fresh mushrooms?"
"Sister Xiaoxi, the life in ordinary people's homes is not as good as the life in our homes.
First of all, with so many people going up the mountain to pick mushrooms, the amount that can be shared among each person is limited.
Furthermore, when people have a large family, one person can only eat a little.
Just eat a little and you won't have hallucinations.
Unlike Sister Qingxin this time, the dried mushrooms she brought back to us were probably enough for her to save after climbing up the mountain for seven or eight days.
There were so many mushrooms put into the chicken soup at once. It would be strange if my husband and the others didn't have hallucinations after drinking so much."
"Sister Lian'er, the common people also have well-off families.
Have they never experienced hallucinations after eating mushrooms?"
"Of course. My sister ate too many of these mushrooms when she was a child, and she had hallucinations."
"If that's the case, then people still pick these mushrooms?"
Qinglian and Wenren Yunshu looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
"Oh, sister Xiaoxi, sister Wei'er, you haven't spent much time in Shu, so you don't know much about the customs and habits of the people in Shu.
People don't care about so many things. In their eyes, there are only two types of mushrooms.
One is a poisonous mushroom that can eat people, and the other is a poisonous mushroom that can't eat people.
As long as it doesn't kill people, it's an edible mushroom?"
"Ah? I've already hallucinated from eating, do I still want to continue eating?"
“For the common people, just taking some herbal medicine is fine, what does that mean?
Therefore, there is a saying in Shu that everyone agrees on.
The mushrooms are not poisonous, they are just undercooked."
Yun Xiaoxi nodded in sudden realization, and looked at Ren Qingxin who had already drank the herbal medicine with a slight smile.
"No wonder Sister Qingxin said just now that it was not cooked properly. So there is still such a saying?"
"Yes, that's probably it."
"Sister Lian'er."
"Hmm? Sister Ya, tell me."
"Good sister, after you planted the protective poison in your husband's body, doesn't it mean that he is almost invulnerable to all poisons?
In this case, why would my husband do this because of this..."
"Sister Ya, you don't know something.
Strictly speaking, these mushrooms brought back by sister Qingxin are not poisonous mushrooms.
Moreover, the poisons in your husband’s body are only immune to deadly poisons.”
"Okay, sister understands."
While Qi Ya and the other sisters were talking, Ren Qingxin rubbed her forehead dizzy.
"Well, Sister Yun, sisters, why are you all standing up? Are you planning to go enjoy the snow together?"
Qi Yun shook her head angrily, holding Ren Qingxin's shoulders and turning towards the hall door.
"Snow appreciation? Silly sister, look outside the hall door and see where it looks like it's snowing?"
Ren Qingxin stared blankly at the clear weather outside the hall door, blinking her eyes lightly a few times.
"Isn't it right? How could this happen?
I just saw clearly that it was snowing in the sky, and it was still snowing heavily.
Snowflakes are flying, wintersweet is blooming, and the scenery is so pleasing to the eye.
What? Why is it gone?"
Qinglian poured a cup of tea from the pot and handed it to Ren Qingxin with a smile.
"Sister Xin'er?"
"Well, Sister Lian'er?"
"Good sister, tell me, when you were cooking, besides the mushrooms my sister washed out, did you put in any other mushrooms?"
Ren Qingxin nodded, took a sip of tea, and nodded coldly.
"Yes, my sister told you at that time that I was going to wash some more vegetables!"
Qinglian raised her brows slightly and looked at the sisters around her with a smile.
"Hey, I didn't run away."
Ren Qingxin gently twisted her jade neck a few times and looked outside the palace door in confusion.
"Sister Yun, sisters, did it really not snow just now?"
"Where's the money? Where's my girl's money?
Why have all my gold and silver turned into sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and walnuts that have become crispy?
Mother, aunts, Sister Yiyi, Sister Yaoyao, have you seen my money?"
The little cutie had just woken up and started groping in her sleeves with excitement.
The queen rolled her eyes angrily, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the little cutie.
"I don't have any money, but I have a cup of tea. Do you want to drink it?"
The little cutie took the tea cup from the Queen's hand and scratched her head in confusion.
No, I just saw a lot of gold and silver, why did they all turn into cakes?
Just when the little cutie was confused and confused, Qi Ya suddenly exclaimed.
"Hey, husband, are you okay? How do you feel now?"
When everyone heard Qi Ya's surprised voice, they all immediately looked towards Young Master Liu.
"Dad? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Dad, you drink tea."
Young Master Liu subconsciously took the tea cup from Liu Chengqian and glanced at the group of people surrounding him with a blank expression.
what's the situation?
To be continued...