Most of the vendors around here have been here for a long time. They knew that Lin Minjun was picked on by gangsters two days ago. When they heard that Cao Bin was the gang leader, they immediately looked at him angrily.

If for no other reason, their stalls were often visited by those hooligans who bought things but didn't pay, or those hooligans who came to cause trouble on purpose. Now everyone thought that it was Cao Bin who ordered them to come here, with the purpose of collecting protection fees.

Everyone was gathered together like a rope, looking at Cao Bin with straightforward eyes, as if they were looking at an enemy.

"I was watching this guy just now. He hasn't bought anything yet but he's already saying there's a dead mouse. Do you think there is one? I just looked for it and there's none!"

“That’s right, he’s just a gangster, how can you take his words seriously?” another stall vendor selling donkey rolls followed up.

The eldest mother who came after the other mother disagreed, "Whether it's true or not, we have to find out the truth before we can eat it with confidence."

The two sides argued with each other, and Cao Bin said, "Her things are not clean. I am a customer, so don't I have the right to search and check?"

"You are deliberately slandering me and you still have the nerve to search me? And what kind of customer are you? Did you buy anything?" another stall owner asked with a spit.

This really stumped Cao Bin. He wasn't sure when the old lady would come with her men to kill him. He was afraid that if he bought food in advance, he would not be able to catch up after eating. So he stood there waiting. He only dared to shout when he saw the old lady coming from a distance.

But since she didn't buy anything, she was not a customer and he had no reason to search. And now that she wanted to buy fried potatoes, it was even less likely that Lin Minjun would agree. Was he just going to let it go?

At this time, Lin Minjun walked to the front of the table, took the bowls of the other two customers, mixed them with the fried potatoes she had just taken out of the pot, mixed them with seasoning, put them on the table, and said to Cao Bin, "These are the fried potatoes I made when you said you saw a rat just now. If there is one, it is also here. Now you eat it. If you find a rat in it, I will roll up the lid and leave. I promise that I will never show up in front of you again. If you can't find it, you are still my customer and you can search it. As I said, if you find a rat in my stall, I will roll up the lid and leave, but if you can't find it..."

Lin Minjun smiled and stretched out her tone: "Cao Bin, you keep saying that you saw a rat jump into the frying pan. You must give an explanation for this matter. Are you deliberately looking for trouble, or are you trying to collect protection money? Let's go to the Public Security Bureau and tell them."

The three bowls of fried potatoes in front of me were all steaming, and the aroma of chili wafted into my nose, and they looked particularly delicious.

But at this moment, Cao Bin was sweating profusely. The sweat flowed from the roots of his hair to his forehead, and then from his forehead to his chin. With a "pop", a drop of sweat fell to the ground. Cao Bin was in a difficult situation.

Because he never expected that Lin Minjun would turn the tables and let him eat fried potatoes.

And he didn't know where I had put the bowl with the dead mouse. If he really ate it, wouldn't he be disgusted to death?

Cao Bin didn't know how to end this for a moment. He wanted to search Lin Minjun's stall, but he particularly hated rats and was disgusted by them. He absolutely didn't want to eat from them.

He was thinking about giving up this time and waiting for the next opportunity to deal with Lin Minjun, but he felt unwilling to do so.

"Damn it, I was just saying it casually, but you still tried to compete with me. I guess I was wrong, how unlucky." He said this with a curse, and was ready to retreat.

But just when Cao Bin was about to leave, he suddenly saw Lin Minjun's half-smile, and he felt as if he was hit by a club, and his mind suddenly became clear.

In fact, Lin Minjun had already transferred the fried potatoes with added ingredients back to the bowl brought by the eldest mother, so the three bowls in front of her were all edible.

If Cao Bin still had a bit of kindness in his heart at this moment and knew to stop at the edge of the cliff, he would at most admit his mistake and lose face. Lin Minjun didn't want him to really eat the rat, she just wanted to scare him. After all, rats carry a lot of germs, and no one can predict what will happen if he eats them.

But from Cao Bin's point of view, he realized that Lin Minjun had discovered his plan, and maybe even knew that he asked his mother to change things.

Cao Bin judged Lin Minjun by his own standards and speculated about her own thoughts. He felt that Lin Minjun must be setting a trap for herself, otherwise why would she insist on eating all the fried potatoes herself?

So there is probably a dead mouse in these three bowls.

Lin Minjun made sure that the three bowls in front of him were clean and edible, but Cao Bin was determined to think that Lin Minjun was setting a trap for him. There was a high probability that one of the three bowls was filled with fish, and his train of thought went astray.

He wasn't sure, but he didn't want to try.

Cao Bin gave up the idea of ​​giving up and immediately decided to search Lin Minjun's stall for her secret without eating the three bowls of fried potatoes. If he couldn't find it on the stall, it must be in the three bowls. He could then chase Lin Minjun away.

After taking a quick look at the stall, Cao Bin already had a plan in mind. He confirmed with Lin Minjun again and again, "Can I take the test after I eat?"

"Can."

Cao Bin stood in front of the stall for a while, deliberately trying to confuse Lin Minjun's sight. He turned around and pretended to leave. After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and picked up the fried potatoes on the other side of the table before anyone could react. He picked up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth. "You said I could be checked after I ate it, but you didn't say which bowl I ate. Don't deny it."

But as he was talking, he felt that the taste in his mouth was not right. Why was it so bitter and rough? Why were the looks of the people around him so intriguing?

At this time, Cao Bin still felt that he was very smart, because he guessed Lin Minjun's approach first and successfully avoided the trap set by Lin Minjun for himself.

Cao Bin thought that Lin Minjun must have mixed the portion containing the rat into the three bowls so that he would not eat the dead rat when he ate the other bowl.

This is called predicting your prediction.

But the taste in the mouth is obviously not right. When Cao Bin took a bite, it felt particularly stinky, soft and wooly. It also felt like it had a furry texture?

When do potatoes grow hair?

He lowered his head and took a close look into the bowl. He almost vomited on the spot.

Why is there a dead mouse in his bowl!

Less than three meters away, Lin Minjun stood there dumbfounded. How could he be so smart? There were three bowls of edible food, but he didn't eat them, but had to be smart enough to eat the ones with added ingredients?

This is absolutely stupid!

Cao Bin realized that he had eaten a dead rat and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The food he had just eaten started to push up, breaking through his throat and mouth, breaking through his defenses. He gulped and ran to the side to vomit.

Whenever he closed his eyes, he could feel the soft, smelly dead rat still in his mouth. The more he thought about it, the more nauseous he felt. He uttered another "Gug!"

Cao Bin wanted very much to forget that scene, but he just couldn't. He lay down in the sewer by the road, vomiting loudly, and was completely unable to speak.

Everyone was stunned and stood there motionless. Only the mother felt sorry for her son and quickly stepped forward to support Cao Bin. "Son, what's wrong with you? Why did you vomit like this? Are you feeling unwell?"

After helping her son up, the mother was so scared that she almost cried, "Why are your eyes slanted? Why is your mouth crooked? Stop shaking your hands. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Cao Bin: …

He was just giving me hints!

The mouse has already been eaten, and vomiting it out will not change this fact. While vomiting, Cao Bin thought that he could not waste this opportunity, so he quickly hinted to his mother to find trouble with Lin Minjun.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't do it too obviously, so he could only make faces and gesture with his hands. Little did he know that I didn't understand what he meant at all.

Cao Bin was really angry this time and groaned again.

"No, I'll take you to the hospital. You've vomited out the jaundice. You can't go on like this." The mother said, picking up her son and preparing to leave.

Cao Bin was so anxious that he took the opportunity to whisper to the aunt, "The mouse came from her food!"

Perhaps it was her love for her son that made the mother suddenly understand. After her son's hint, she finally understood what Cao Bin meant. She immediately turned to Lin Minjun and questioned her, "You just said that your food was clean, but my son found a dead rat in his food. Is this clean? You have to pay for it and send my son to see a doctor!"

"I was scared to death just now. Xiaobin vomited such a big dead rat from his mouth. He has to pay for it." Someone said, "Xiaolin, you said it yourself just now. If you find the rat, you can pack up and leave. We don't ask you to leave, but you can't set up a stall anymore. You are hurting people."

"Yes, I see Xiaobin is vomiting a lot. He needs to go to the hospital. I don't know whether he needs injections or medication." Everyone started discussing the topic at once. The discussion was very intense and heated.

When they were discussing whether Lin Minjun should pay compensation, Lin Minjun pointed at the bowl and said, "If something goes wrong after eating my food, I should pay, but I didn't do it."

"Okay, we all saw it with our own eyes just now, and you still want to shirk responsibility?" The old lady was anxious and angry, and a big blister appeared in her mouth.

The more she looked for Lin Minjun, the funnier she found it. She looked at the mother and son as if they were two little clowns. "You said I was shirking my responsibility and forgot what I made? Didn't you make the fried potatoes your son ate?"

"What does that mean?" Someone was confused.

"You all saw it just now. My mother gave me a bowl of fried potatoes. I placed it on the east side of the table in front of everyone. Cao Bin ate from this bowl just now." Lin Minjun explained slowly. The girl picked up a bowl casually with her slender white hands. "Also, in order not to confuse it with others, I have marked the bottom of my bowls. Can you see for yourself?"

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First post, second post is in progress, Erwa will be back today

In the comments, Youbao mentioned that the progress is slow. Actually, I found that I wrote the last book too quickly, and many details were not written, so the story does not seem to be very complete. So I changed the writing style of this book. I can only guarantee that every plot is written in the outline after I have polished it, and it has a driving effect on the main plot. The slow progress is probably because I update 6,000 chapters a day. Next month, I will update three chapters a day to write the plots that everyone wants to see earlier. Thank you for your support.