Chapter 707 We Want to Be Coroners

He had been to the funeral home and seen fifty-two mutilated bodies, and they were still in good condition.

Could there be a more horrifying case than this?

You have to know that the coroner also works for the government. If he makes friends with these officials, who would dare to bully him again?

"Wang Er, Wang San, what about you?" Wang Da said, then he realized that his two younger brothers were silent. He raised his eyebrows and turned to ask them.

"Of course I'll go with my eldest brother." Wang San said.

"Wherever you go, I'll go. I'll be a coroner. With you around, I'm not afraid of anything."

The three of them are indeed good brothers with the same surname.

Let's go together wherever we go.

Jiang Fubao chuckled, "Okay, then you can come with me when the time comes. You have to learn first before you can become a prostitute. It will take at least five years. Don't worry. Let's go. I'll go check the house. You guys should think about it and see if there is anything you missed."

"Yes, miracle doctor."

"Why call him miracle doctor? You should call him master." Wang San pushed Wang Da.

The three of them immediately changed their tune.

Jiang Fubao did not respond, as he had not yet performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple, so it could not be considered as such.

She walked straight to the main room of the Liu family. The table was piled with white porcelain plates and bowls. The food inside was so rotten that it was impossible to tell what it was.

"Brother Bujiu, have these dishes been inspected?" Jiang Fubao pointed at the table and asked Meng Bujiu.

"Well, I checked it and it's not poisonous." Meng Bujiu nodded.

"What are these dishes? Have you recorded them? Let me see them." After hearing that there was no poison, Jiang Fubao did not take it lightly and she asked.

"There are roasted suckling pig brushed with honey, water cabbage, chicken with lotus leaves, halogenated spare ribs, radish stew, vinegar fish, corn pancakes..."

Meng Bujiu did not ask the officer to bring a booklet, but instead announced the names of the dishes in public.

He was so familiar with him that it seemed as if all the dishes on the table were cooked by him.

Jiang Fubao was a little stunned, but he started thinking quickly.

She knows roughly how to cook these dishes.

After all, the taste of Ruling Mansion's dishes is pretty much the same.

There were no incompatible dishes or seasonings with the other dishes, except for the chicken in lotus leaves, which Jiang Fubao was a little confused about.

"Brother Bujiu, it's winter now, where did the lotus leaves come from?"

"It's not a lotus leaf, but a kind of grass that looks like a lotus leaf, also called white lotus. It grows in the southernmost part of the country. After drying in the sun, soak it in water and it will emit a fragrance just like a lotus leaf in midsummer, but it is white, so it is also called shallow lotus."

Meng Bujiu explained to her.

"Bai He? Bai He..." Jiang Fubao muttered to himself, his eyes a little dazed.

She seemed to have heard of this grass somewhere.

But I just can't remember it.

"Brother Bujiu, what's in the white lotus chicken?" Jiang Fubao asked Meng Bujiu again.

"Let me think about it, Fubao, don't worry." Meng Bujiu had an excellent brain and he remembered all the details clearly.

After only a moment's thought, he said hastily, "In addition to white lotus and young chicken, there are also crab shells. Oh, and there are also shredded persimmons. I guess they are used for decoration. Although persimmons and crab shells are incompatible, they are not fatal. It's just not good for the stomach. I've already asked the doctor."

"Crab shell? Persimmon cake? I remember a patient came to my clinic with severe abdominal pain. She looked like she had drunk too much. She was unsteady when she walked and had no strength at all. She had eaten crab meat, chicken stewed with white lotus and persimmon cake. However, she had seen many doctors but no one knew why she was like this. Medicine was useless.

It was in the ancient medical book that my grandfather gave me that I learned about this. White lotus is rare here. It is expensive and cannot be eaten by ordinary people unless it is bought from the southernmost part at a high price. The woman's family is very rich. I remember everything now. Who made these dishes?"

Jiang Fubao suddenly realized.

The plants in this world were somewhat different from those in her previous world. She had never seen many of them and was learning them on the spot, so she did not think of Bai He for a moment.

Except for the woman who accidentally ate the white lotus, she had never heard these two words again in Lianshan Town since then. She had not remembered them for so long that she could not recall them for a while.

"Who did it? Of course it was him!" Before Meng Bujiu could say anything, the officer who went to catch the cook came back.

The officer walking in front spoke to Jiang Fubao.

Jiang Fubao immediately looked behind him.

I saw a strong man, at least 1.85 meters tall, being held on the left and right by the police.

Not only did he have fat on his face, but his eyebrow was also broken.

His two eyeballs bulged outwards, and although he was just looking normally, it made people feel that he was glaring at people.

You can tell at first glance that he is a ruthless person.

"Did you make these dishes?" Jiang Fubao asked.

"I did it. What's the matter? Didn't you ask me about it before you came to the restaurant? Why did you bring me here again? I have nothing to do with Liu's death. The restaurant belongs to Mr. Liu. I don't have to be against him. What good will it do me if he dies?"

Huang Shiwu said righteously.

There was not a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Did you also make the chicken in lotus leaves?" Jiang Fubao asked again.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Shiwu's scalp tightened and his narrow forehead instantly raised upwards, which was very obvious.

"Yes, yes, what's wrong?" Huang Shiwu stuttered a little, but quickly adjusted his breathing and replied calmly.

"What kind of chicken did you use? What side dishes did you put in it?" Jiang Fubao narrowed his eyes and looked straight at him.

"Black-gold chicken? What other kind of chicken could it be? Mr. Liu is very picky and won't eat ordinary chicken. As for the side dishes, they are lotus root and crab shells. I just use the crab shells to enhance the flavor." Huang Shiwu didn't know why Jiang Fubao asked this.

He said it without thinking.

"Black Gold Chicken? Well, it is indeed expensive. Brother Bujiu, have you ever eaten Black Gold Chicken? Do you know what is the difference between this chicken and an ordinary hen?" Jiang Fubao turned in a different direction and asked Meng Bujiu.

"The meat is golden yellow. Although it is a black chicken, only its claws and feathers are black. The meat is extremely tender and not dry at all. It is extremely delicious whether stewed, grilled, or even steamed."

Meng Bujiu was the richest man and had been to so many places, so of course he had eaten there.

"Yes, the biggest feature of black chicken is its freshness. But why do you use crab shells to make such a fresh chicken more fresh? Isn't it just a waste of time? And you even added persimmon shreds to garnish it. These three kinds of food are incompatible. What are you thinking? Why don't you tell the truth!"

Jiang Fubao turned around.

Suddenly he shouted angrily.

Huang Shiwu was frightened and sweat started to seep out of his forehead. His hands hung naturally but were shaking slightly.

"I, I, Mr. Liu is picky, I just wanted to make it fresher, just to make it fresher, there's no reason for that. As for the persimmon cake decoration, Mr. Liu likes to eat persimmon cakes, it was Mr. Liu's order, I just did what he said."

Huang Shiwu's lips began to tremble.

He no longer spoke with as much confidence as before.