There was a lot of noise over there at Su Qingluan's place, and those who were far away were not deaf or blind, so they were naturally very curious about what was happening over there.
However, over such a period of time, Su Qingluan has accumulated considerable prestige, so although most people are very curious, they can only stretch their necks and peek over here from a distance like groundhogs.
As for those who were closer, they didn't dare to whisper to each other like ordinary gossip, but could only listen silently without saying a word.
What's more, everyone knows that this jam is not for ordinary people. Those who can see the long term a little bit know that if this job is messed up, no one will be in a good situation.
Even those who didn't think that far ahead understood the principle of doing things for money - Manager Su paid more than ordinary people, so naturally they should put in more effort and work more seriously.
The thinking is simple: if you pay me well, I'll work hard and conscientiously; if you withhold my wages, then don't blame others for slacking off. Unless someone is watching, who wants to work for someone who withholds their wages?
No matter what they thought in their hearts, at least on the surface, everyone listened with their heads down and did not dare to whisper to each other, for fear that the flames would burn themselves.
Regardless of what the unknown powder in the bottle was, the entire pot of jam was unusable. So Su Qingluan didn't bother wearing an apron to tie her hair, nor did she worry about any residue or dust being dragged into the pot with her movements. She simply took the bottle with her bare hands.
"Wait!" Liu Yunniang grabbed Su Qingluan's wrist, "Why are you so unguarded? What if it's highly poisonous?" She glared at Su Qingluan.
Su Qingluan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "It's really poisonous. I'm afraid Wu Erman can't afford it with his ability." Because she once used the excuse of "storybook" to ask Mu Xingzhi many topics that interested him, including "poisoning".
The poisons in martial arts novels and TV dramas are colorless and odorless, and kill instantly upon contact with blood, making them invisible. They are a must-have for black shops and robbers in their homes.
However, Mu Xingzhi was at a loss for words after hearing her explanation. "Even if there were such a useful poison, it would be very expensive and priceless. It would be used to assassinate some prominent and powerful people. Ordinary people probably wouldn't even be able to get their hands on it."
Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief when she learned this conclusion. After all, for someone like her who only wanted to make money and live a wealthy life, knowing that such a dangerous thing was not readily available to everyone was like knowing that guns and ammunition had a unified management method. Rather than being disappointed, she felt more at ease.
Otherwise, she might become suspicious when we go out to eat.
And according to Su Qingluan's understanding, even the so-called "corpse-dissolving water", this highly corrosive drug, will definitely cause a chemical reaction if it comes into contact with jam, a semi-solid form rich in liquid.
As a result, the powder was just quietly sprinkled among the jams without any reaction.
She picked up the bottle, but out of caution, she didn't touch the part stained with the powder. Instead, she put it to her nose and sniffed it, then frowned. "It smells a bit bitter and a bit pungent. It smells more like..."
Su Qingluan thought for a moment, then turned to look at Wu Erman: "Could this bottle contain some medicine from the pharmacy?"
He looked at the big red sticker on the surface and said, "Although I don't think the powder inside has any connection with the words outside, but...croton frost and senna leaves..."
Hearing that Su Qingluan had guessed the laxative at once, Wu Erman's face twitched violently. Although he still refused to admit it, it was obvious that Su Qingluan and Liu Yunniang had already guessed it.
However, in order not to wrongly accuse anyone and to have evidence, Su Qingluan asked the people waiting outside to go to the pharmacy to find a doctor.
"Do you want to go to Huichun Hall?" the man asked.
Su Qingluan smiled bitterly: "A consultation fee is so expensive, and there are still a lot of patients waiting to see a doctor. Why go to Huichuntang? A doctor from an ordinary pharmacy will be enough."
The man responded and turned to find a doctor.
Su Qingluan took advantage of the moment when the man left to look down at the small porcelain bottle in her hand. As she got closer, she realized that the red note on the bottle was uneven in color, as if it had been stained by some liquid, making the color vary in shades.
Lifting up a corner of the red paper, Su Qingluan found traces of the paper having been wet.
But now she rubbed the paper back and forth and didn't feel any moisture, so... could it have been wet somewhere before?
Looking at Wu Erman's expression, Su Qingluan narrowed her eyes: Could it be...
An idea flashed through her mind, and Su Qingluan called over four strong male workers. She said to them, "The four of you go to the second floor, light the candles, prop up the windows, and make sure they're well lit. Then, bring this man up and search him. Bring back any suspicious items he has. Also, pay attention to whether there are any traces of red on his clothes."
As she spoke, Su Qingluan showed the bottle with red paper stuck on it to the people opposite her.
Then he looked at Wu Erman and said, "You are a man after all, so I can't search you directly. This way, I have four brothers to help you. Besides, we are on the second floor, so no one will go up to peek and there is no need to worry about your innocence."
Wu Erman looked at the four people opposite him, and felt like crying: he had originally thought of taking the opportunity to escape, but with four people upstairs and one downstairs, his possibility of escape was completely cut off.
After being dragged upstairs, a vague rustling sound came from upstairs. A moment later, someone upstairs shouted, "It's here! The red mark is on Wu Erman's underwear! The mark is very clear!"
Not long after, one of them came running down the stairs, saying that they had found a strange object on Wu Erman, which looked like a cork.
Su Qingluan's heart moved, and she took the porcelain bottle in her hand and tried both sides - she saw that the small cork could just fit into the seal of the narrow-mouthed bottle!
Su Qingluan said to the person coming down, "Take off Wu Erman's inner garment with the red mark, put the rest of his clothes on him, tie up the belt, and come down."
Probably because he found the conclusive evidence and had no way to deny it, Wu Erman accepted his fate and did not resist when he was brought up. So this time he put on his clothes much faster than the time he was searched just now. After a while, Wu Erman was brought down.
Although Wu Erman was not tied up like a dumpling this time, he did not struggle violently, perhaps because he was disheartened. He just lowered his head weakly.
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