A faint fishy and bitter taste spread in her mouth. Others might think it was the natural fishy smell of meat, but Su Qinghe knew it wasn't.
"Sister Qin, look, there are no ribs in my bowl, could you give me one?"
Su Qinghe turned to look at Qin Anmin, who was engrossed in eating.
Because there were many people and they couldn't wait, they carried two pots together when serving the soup.
Her soup and Qin Anmin's soup didn't come from the same pot, and she wanted to see if they had both been drugged.
Qin Anmin was very generous after hearing this, and picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in Su Qinghe's bowl.
"You know, we don't usually eat this much even when it's cooked at home. But now that we're out here, it tastes so good! It never tastes this good on ordinary days!"
"People need to experience hardship from time to time to find enjoyment."
While eating, Qin Anmin chatted with Su Qinghe about the philosophy of life he had just realized.
Su Qinghe gave a perfunctory reply, picked up the spare ribs that she had just handed over, and put them in her mouth.
When you take a bite, you'll find the same fishy taste mixed with a hint of bitterness.
"It seems that Luo Pinzheng wants to control all the officials and wealthy businessmen in Tianhe County!"
Su Qinghe thought to herself, but did not spit out the meat in her mouth.
It is poisonous, but not a deadly poison that will kill immediately; it will take at least three or four days for the medicine to take effect.
Su Qinghe chewed the meat, already figuring out what kind of poison had been put in it.
Anyway, she won't die from the poison for now, and filling her stomach is the most important thing. As long as she doesn't savor it too much, it's still better than the dry food she carries in her space.
Su Qinghe quickly finished a bowl of meat and then ate the dry rations she had been given with the soup.
Qin Anmin, who was standing to the side, had already ordered a second bowl, and Su Qinghe followed suit.
In no time, the pavilion was filled with the gurgling sound of people drinking soup, and there was no meat left in the two pots.
Su Qinghe slurped down the last mouthful of soup, first looking for Luo Pinzheng's seat, then picked up her bowl and stood up.
"I'll go see if there's any soup left. Please enjoy your meal, Sister Qin."
After telling Qin Anmin, Su Qinghe headed straight for Luo Pinzheng.
At that moment, Luo Pin was drinking soup with his head down when he looked up and saw a pair of black boots in his line of sight. He looked up in confusion.
Upon seeing that it was Su Qinghe, a smile appeared on her face. "Hehe, Patriarch Su, uh... is there something you need?"
Su Qinghe looked at her with a smile and raised the empty bowl in her hand.
"Lord Luo, I just checked and there's no soup left in the pot. I eat slowly, and I didn't even have time for my second bowl before it was gone!"
As she spoke, she licked her lips greedily, her eyes fixed on the soup in Luo Pinzheng's bowl.
"The soup was so delicious today, hehe! Could you... share some with me?"
Seeing the astonished look on his face, Su Qinghe quickly added:
"I won't let you suffer any losses. After we come down the mountain, I'll host a few tables for you at Shili Xiang Restaurant, free of charge."
Luo Pinzheng was unwilling, "This is my..."
But before she could finish speaking, Su Qinghe interrupted her again.
"Don't worry, I'm not a germaphobe, so you don't need to worry about me disliking you! Hehe!"
After finishing her sentence, Su Qinghe looked up and met Luo Pinzheng's gaze.
Luo Pinzheng choked, his excuse cut off before he could even utter it, and could only manage an awkward laugh.
“…Alright, I’ll pour some for Patriarch Su.”
As she spoke, she reluctantly raised her bowl to face Su Qinghe's bowl.
Although he cursed Su Qinghe for being shameless in his heart, he still generously decided to give her half of his own, considering her image as the leader.
She had only tilted the bowl a short while when she heard Su Qinghe shouting again.
"Hey! That's too much. I just wanted to satisfy my craving, but I can't drink this much."
Su Qinghe looked anxious, almost reaching out to help Luo Pinzheng up.
Seeing this, Luo Pinzheng quickly took the bowl back and looked up, feigning concern, "Really not going to have any more? Actually, I've already drunk quite a lot."
Su Qinghe looked troubled and suddenly grabbed Luo Pinzheng's hand that was holding the bowl.
"This is much more than I expected. Lord Luo is truly generous."
"It's a pity that I have a small stomach and can't eat much, especially soup, which makes me feel bloated. There's way too much of this. I'll pour some back for you!"
Before Luo Pinzheng could respond, Su Qinghe picked up the bowl and poured the contents into her bowl.
Luo Pin was a little confused and hurriedly tried to move the bowl away, but Su Qinghe's grip was very strong and she couldn't move it at all.
"No, no, no, you can finish it..." Luo Pin's face was contorted.
Su Qinghe pretended not to see it and remained serious. "Lord Luo, there's no need to be so polite. You've always been at the forefront, working harder than us."
However, in the short time it took to speak, Su Qinghe's bowl was empty, with only two mouthfuls of soup left, while the soup in Luo Pinzheng's bowl seemed unchanged from before.
Su Qinghe released her grip on Luo Pinzheng's arm quite naturally. "This is enough for me."
Luo Pinzheng's lips twitched as he looked at the two mouthfuls of soup that Su Qinghe had left on the bottom of the bowl.
No, she's sick!
Why didn't you say you couldn't drink that much?
What could she say now that things had come to this?
"Hehe, if Patriarch Su is still hungry after drinking, just let me know."
Luo Pinzheng said something dryly and then sat back down.
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a while, Su Qinghe took a long stride, sat down next to her, and urged her with a smile.
"Lord Luo, drink up! It won't taste good when it gets cold."
Luo Pinzheng smiled awkwardly, raised the bowl to his lips, and then put it down again.
Su Qinghe doesn't have OCD, but she does!
Seeing her dawdling, Su Qinghe's expression turned rather unpleasant. "Lord Luo, do you perhaps find me unsuitable?"
"Ah? No, no! I'm just a rough man, haha..."
Luo Pinzheng was inwardly groaning, but he couldn't really say it. He smiled at Su Qinghe and had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a big gulp.
After finishing the drink in one gulp, Luo Pinzheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Qinghe's expression had eased slightly. However, seeing that she still showed no sign of leaving, he became somewhat anxious.
"Patriarch Su, won't you take a rest? There's still quite a while before we set off!"
Su Qinghe stood up, supporting her belly, and said with a smile:
"I'm a little full, I'll stand for a while to digest. Lord Luo, please drink your beverage, don't worry about me, I'll be there in a bit."
Luo Pin was speechless. Afraid that she would become suspicious, he couldn't just hold the soup in his hand and not drink it, nor could he find a place to pour it out. He could only endure the nausea and drink it in small sips.
Su Qinghe pretended to rub her stomach and walked around. After Luo Pinzheng had drunk more than half of the soup and chatted with her for a while, he suggested that he go back to talk to Qin Anmin.
"Hey, Patriarch Su, get some rest."
Seeing that Su Qinghe was finally leaving, Luo Pinzheng put on a sincere smile and quickly saw her off.
Her dad's finally gone! She felt like throwing up from drinking any more!
After everyone had gone far away, Luo Pin hurriedly went to a secluded corner and poured out the remaining soup in the bowl.
She didn't try to induce vomiting, since once she started vomiting, it wasn't something she could just stop.
If she throws up, all the meat she ate before will have been for nothing, and in the end, she'll be the one who suffers.
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