Chapter 303 Battle of Wits

"What is..."

"What's going on?" The refugees were stunned for a moment.

Before they could react, three or four men appeared beside the fallen man.

They pointed at the ground and jumped up and down, "Everyone come and see, there is bad rice in this porridge!"

"Molded rice can kill people!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately began to commotion.

Li Qiqiao frowned, put down the rice spoon, and rushed over to check.

She squatted down, touched the rice porridge that spilled out, and smelled a foul smell.

"No, this is definitely not the rice porridge cooked by my family." Li Qiqiao calmed down and raised her head.

The few people who had deliberately yelled just now looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves and angrily retorted.

"Okay, it's right in front of you, but you still don't admit it, right?" One of them snorted.

"Then let's go search and see if the food they cook is good or bad. Seeing is believing!" another

one chimed in. As soon as these words were spoken, the few people who were well prepared ran to the back of the porridge stall.

They pretended to "search" around, then took out two bags of glutinous rice from the corner and threw them on the ground!

Jiang Fenghu glared at him, "Where did they get the glutinous rice? It's not ours. Our food is clearly placed in the firewood room of Qincaiju, so where did this come from?"

Without waiting for Li Qiqiao to say anything, the leaders led everyone over.

"Everyone, come and have a look!"

"It turns out that the food in their porridge shed is really bad, and we have been kept in the dark all this time."

"There are no kind-hearted people in this world, they are all hypocritical and have no conscience!" They all cursed in unison.

The refugees gathered around and took a look. The rice on the ground was indeed a mixture of good and bad, and some even had green hair.

Their expressions changed drastically.

Some who had not finished their meals dared not eat them anymore. They turned around and looked at Fenghu and his wife with disappointment.

On weekdays, the refugees ate their meals in a hurry and would not look carefully inside.

Now they were told that there was some washed moldy rice, and they really couldn't say anything for a while.

Jiang Fenghu stared at the ground, feeling extremely wronged and angry.

He raised his fist and said, "This rice is not from my family at all. Who is so wicked that he can't stand my family doing good deeds?"

Li Qiqiao looked calm.

She pressed down Fenghu's fist, and she had already made a plan. "Since the dirty water has been splashed in front of us, I'm afraid no one will believe us if we deny it with empty words."

"Why don't we check it out in front of everyone and find out whether my family is black-hearted or someone is interfering." Li Qiqiao stood up and said, "Anyway, I will give an explanation today."

As soon as his wife's soft voice came out, Jiang Fenghu's anxious temper was immediately extinguished.

He took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, my wife, how do you say to check, we will check it!"

At the moment, the refugees were half-believing and half-doubting, and they were unwilling to believe that the Jiang family would be so mean, and they all wanted to get to the bottom of it.

So, seeing that everyone was cooperating, Li Qiqiao walked towards the man who had fallen to the ground without any hurry.

The short man was still holding his stomach and shouting in pain until his throat was hoarse.

Li Qiqiao narrowed her eyes and said, "You are shouting so miserably, it is obvious that you are in great pain, but from your voice, you have a lot of energy."

The short man lowered his voice with a guilty conscience, "I, I am a rough man, and I was born with a loud voice, is that not okay?"

"Okay!" Li Qiqiao clapped her hands happily, "Then let's ask a doctor to come and take a good look at you. If you've really taken something bad, you'll have to get some good medicine to treat it!"

The man's face turned pale and he froze in place, "..."

He was originally hired by Xu Xinglai to commit fraud, how could he withstand the doctor's inspection...

But he had no choice but to agree. Qin Bu Tong had already put the silver in his pocket and responded, "Fenghu Qiqiao, you guys "look after" this man. I'll go to the clinic at the corner of the street and ask Doctor Chen, the best doctor in the city, to come."

Although Jiang Fenghu was a little fierce, he was also a little jealous. He quickly stayed by the short man's side, fearing that he would slip away.

At this time, Li Qiqiao looked at everyone and said, "Just now, since someone said that my family uses molten rice to make porridge, then now, please ask those who have not finished eating to hand over their bowls together so that we can test it in public, okay?"

The refugees thought it was feasible, and seeing that her words were straightforward, they liked her.

They quickly stepped forward and placed the porridge bowls on the ground one by one, so that everyone could see clearly.

Although the bowls used by everyone were broken and dirty, the porridge left in the bowls was mostly snow-white and clean, and the rice grains were full, which was obviously top-quality rice.

Only in four of the bowls, the rice porridge inside was obviously different. Not only was there a lot of yellow and black mixed in, but some of the rice grains were small.

Li Qiqiao only took a glance and sneered.

"It's really strange. If the rice used in my family is really mixed, then the bad rice should be evenly distributed in everyone's bowls. Why are the others' bowls fine, but these bowls are full of bad rice?" "Excuse

me, who handed these four bowls here? Do you dare to come out and confront me face to face!" Li Qiqiao's voice also turned cold.

The servants of the Xu family were still pretending to be refugees, jumping around with evil intentions.

They walked forward with their necks stiff, "What's the point of being confrontational? I think you're just trying to make excuses!"

"We were unlucky and happened to have the bad rice. Anyway, this is what's in your pot, don't even think about denying it!"

Li Qiqiao narrowed her eyes and recognized that they were not only the ones who brought two bags of bad rice earlier. They

were also the ones who sneaked around and tried to get close to the rice pot this morning.

Li Qiqiao crossed her arms and smiled, what a fool who had come to her doorstep.

"You guys, you're not refugees at all," she said.

The four of them widened their eyes, "...Ah?"

"Do you think you can pretend to be refugees by wearing shabby clothes?" Li Qiqiao questioned, "Look at your faces, you look rosy and healthy, how can you look like people who have been hungry."

"Also, if you are really refugees, then let us identify who is a refugee with you, or a fellow villager?"

After hearing this, the refugees realized that the people in front of them were indeed unfamiliar and had never seen them before.

Moreover, even their accents were not from Changbai City!

The old man who had been fed by the Jiang family in the east of the city hurriedly shouted, "No, you are our fellow countrymen, why are you pretending to be refugees!" Of

course, the people were not stupid. They could tell something was wrong by looking at their accents and clothes.

They immediately stepped forward and surrounded the servants of the Xu family.

"This accent is not from our place?"

"Tell me quickly, which village or village are you from?" "

What is the name of the magistrate of Changbai City, is the tofu shop in the east or west of the city, and which is the darkest pawnshop in the city? If you can't tell, there must be something fishy!" The refugees were furious.

The servants of the Xu family were stunned.

They were grumbling and couldn't answer a single word.

Not far away, Xu Xinglai stared at the porridge stall, smashed his teacup and cursed, "Waste, useless!"

At this time, Qin Bu Tong had just invited a doctor, and he shouted in a rough voice,

"Make way, didn't the shorty say he had an upset stomach? The doctor is here now, he must be treated!"