"What a heartless and outrageous shop! They sell poisonous pastries to their customers! I only took one bite and it hurts so much."
"I'm going to die! Help! Help!" The beggar fell to the ground, howling in pain and rolling around wildly on the ground.
Soon, in full view of everyone, the beggar began to foam at the mouth, his limbs twitched, and then he fainted.
He Yi and everyone else were surprised that such a strange thing would happen on the second day of business. Most importantly, the beggar did seem to be showing symptoms of poisoning.
All eyes were drawn to the beggar. This sudden turn of events even attracted many people who were queuing to buy food, and even people strolling in the distance on the street gathered around.
Everyone looked at the beggar, then at He Yi and the busy heavy responsibility, and they all pointed and whispered among themselves.
"My God! Someone died from eating this? Is this durian pastry poisonous? Oh no, I bought some yesterday too! This is outrageous! If anything happens to me, I'll make you pay!" A fat man appeared at the entrance of Zhiweitang, cursing and swearing.
Beware of this beggar; something's fishy.
[When extortion occurs, the vicious female supporting character should be careful!]
[Beggar: Don't worry, I'm here. I'll extort you until you're penniless.]
It's a classic case of everyone kicking someone when they're down. Soon, another person stepped forward and muttered, "I told you that stuff with that weird taste shouldn't be eaten!"
Some people were even shouting, "Report to the authorities! Report to the authorities! Let the upright official see what's going on. What? A strange fate isn't a fate?"
Opinions vary, and no consensus can be reached.
He Yi stared at the beggar rolling on the ground, screaming in agony, her brows furrowing involuntarily.
Qingju was both anxious and angry, wanting to approach the beggar but not daring to. "Shopkeeper! This man is obviously trying to extort us. It's outrageous! What stomachache? Our pastries are the result of countless experiments. We've all eaten them and are fine. Why is he the only one suffering?"
“That’s right,” Liu Yun said, looking at the beggar. “Stop putting on an act here. Stand up, stand up right now.”
The beggar was in poor condition, so much so that He Yi wasn't sure whether he was acting or if it was real.
Zheng Yu gestured to He Yi not to rush. He remained calm and strode forward to stand next to the beggar. Everyone thought that Zheng Yu would deal with the problem immediately, but they realized that Zheng Yu did not help the beggar at all. Instead, he squatted down and sharply examined the beggar curled up on the ground.
Zheng Yu observed carefully, his gaze falling on the man's fingers. He noticed that the man's fingernails were filled with grime, dark and grime.
Then, he grabbed the man's hand and found that his palms were covered with rough calluses. He quickly judged that the man was obviously used to using hoes or other heavy farm tools.
[The analysis is spot on; they're clearly trying to extort money.]
[That villainous female supporting character is quite the performer.]
This made it clear to everyone that this guy was definitely not the type to spend money on fancy pastries. The reason he was grabbing food was entirely to create a pretext for causing trouble.
He Yi could also smell the strong, rancid odor emanating from this person...
"Oh dear, how pitiful! Quick, go report this to the authorities!"
Kind-hearted people shouted.
Then several busybodies appeared, and everyone was ready to come up and help deal with it.
"Wait a minute!"
Zheng Yu suddenly stood up, his voice calm and collected, instantly drowning out the surrounding noise: "Speaking of which, I have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and I am especially good at treating these acute illnesses."
Hearing this, He Yi was taken aback. In her memory, Zheng Yu was indeed powerful, but how could Zheng Yu know anything about "medicine"? He Yi moved closer to grab Zheng Yu's wrist, but little did she know that Zheng Yu only smiled faintly.
Although her brother didn't say anything at the moment, his eyes clearly conveyed the message, "Take it easy." He Yi seemed to understand what was going on when she saw this.
Zheng Yu continued, "This kind of fainting, or simply put, 'food incompatibility,' actually requires folk remedies for treatment. Back when I was in the Ministry of Rites, a teacher taught me this, and I'll share it with you today."
After speaking, Zheng Yu turned to the waiter beside him and whispered, "Go to the back alley and fetch a bucket of fresh, hot fecal soup! Pour it down his throat now, and it will immediately induce vomiting! It's truly an instant cure."
Wow, how novel! It's actually fecal soup therapy? Brother Yu is ruthless, he specializes in dealing with staged accidents!
Holy crap! That's amazing!
The villainous female supporting character is probably going to be laughing herself to death, and everyone else is going to be laughing their heads off.
[Beggar: To be honest, I was terrified at the time.]
The waiter couldn't help but chuckle, then looked up at Zheng Yu. He immediately understood, barely suppressing his laughter, and turned to leave, saying, "Yes, sir! I'll be right back!"
After saying that, the man took off running into the back alley.
The beggar on the ground, who was on the verge of death and looked sick, had just heard the words "excrement soup" and suddenly realized that Zheng Yu was not a healer at all; Zheng Yu had planned to make things difficult for him.
His body trembled slightly.
Upon noticing Zheng Yu standing calmly opposite him, while He Yi stood beside him, the beggar took a deep breath, slightly opened his eyes, and looked at the crowd.
At that moment, the waiter who had been instructed by Zheng Yu was running in that direction in a hurry. The surrounding onlookers were all in a daze, and some of them scratched their heads in surprise.
"What? Fecal soup can cure diseases? I'm fifty years old and I've never heard of such a thing."
Someone, however, said righteously, "Second Brother, what we're hearing makes some sense. That stinky soup can induce vomiting, and now that the filth has been expelled, it's all good."
Some people muttered, "We'll try anything, even if it's a dead end—"
The man returned quickly, and everyone immediately covered their noses. When they looked again, the man was carrying a half-bucket of murky, foul-smelling excrement.
The aroma, carried by the waiter's gesture, quickly filled the air and reached the noses of the onlookers, who immediately covered their noses in unison.
Leaving them aside, He Yi felt disgusted at the sight and quickly backed away. Zheng Yu, however, walked to the wooden barrel without changing his expression.
He glanced at the young waiter. "So everything's ready?"
The young waiter pinched his nose, laughed, and kicked the wooden bucket. "Young master, look! It's golden and orange, and tastes amazing. If you drink this, even the dead will come back to life."
In fact, even the shop assistants could tell that the beggar was arranged by the doorman, so everyone was eager to make him appear suspicious.
Zheng Yu nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to the half-dead beggar on the ground and ordered his men.
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