The manager and a group of stewards of Ziyanglou began to experience symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea, and the group went to a clinic overnight.
"You've eaten something unclean. Induce vomiting, only vomiting will do." The old doctor was very displeased to be woken up late at night. After seeing the symptoms of the patients, he immediately understood the situation.
If the group were to say they ate the same thing, it would definitely be potatoes!
Zhao Changgui's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "This Tao Wanniang is truly vicious; she actually gave us poisonous potatoes."
"You can't really say anything about her," the cook said. "After all, there were no problems with what she ate before."
"No, we can't let all this suffering go to waste. Tomorrow I'm going to the Star-Picking Tower to tell them that potatoes are not safe to eat!" Zhao Changgui thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, clutching his stomach, "I need to use the outhouse!"
After a flurry of activity, the clinic remained brightly lit until dawn.
One of the stewards induced vomiting, but then developed more serious symptoms. By dawn, he began to convulse and eventually fell into a coma.
"Take him away and prepare for the worst!" the old doctor said, shaking his head. "This stuff can't be eaten carelessly; it can kill people."
"Dr. Hu, would you be willing to come with me to the Star-Picking Tower? We'll carry this person, and you can tell the world that the potatoes sold there are poisonous and should not be eaten!"
Zhao Changgui quickly came up with a plan. Since this stuff had made Zhaixinglou a lot of money and taken away business from other restaurants, he would make Zhaixinglou pay the price.
"I cannot confirm this, after all, I have not seen what you are eating," the old doctor refused. He had never been to the Star-Picking Tower, but he had heard of it, and he had no need to get involved in such a mess.
Zhao Changgui was somewhat displeased, but he couldn't force the doctor. In the end, he spoke with several managers of his restaurant. When the Zhaixing Tower opened, Zhao Changgui had already had his men carry the unconscious manager and his family to the entrance of the Zhaixing Tower, where they were crying and shouting.
"What's going on? Isn't this the manager of Ziyang Tower? Is he causing trouble at Zhaixing Tower?"
"I heard that someone died from something at the Star-Picking Tower. Look, that's what they're carrying."
"That can't be right. Nothing has happened since it opened. This Ziyang Tower is probably here to cause trouble."
"They all look pale and sickly, which is a bit strange. Let's all take a look and see what's going on."
Luneng and the other guys arrived first. Just as the store opened, a crowd gathered at the entrance. He asked Yang Song and the others to go and ask what was going on.
Before long, Yang Song and his group returned, fuming.
"Manager, the manager of Ziyanglou Restaurant outside brought a group of people who said they got poisoned after eating our potatoes," Yang Song said angrily. "What kind of people are they? Do they think we're stupid? So many customers eat here every day, and no one has ever gotten sick."
"Manager Tao hasn't arrived yet, has he? I'll go out and check," Lu Neng said, frowning.
"It's him! He sells potatoes that will kill people!" Zhao Changgui pointed at Luneng and cursed. "Everyone, look over here! This Zhaixinglou is a disgrace!"
"Manager Zhao, isn't what you're doing a bit unfair!" Lu Neng looked at the people gathered outside the restaurant and knew that Zhao Changgui had definitely brought them to create a stir. "But you are the manager of Ziyang Restaurant."
"That man lying there is also the manager of my Ziyang Tower, Manager Lu. Do you know that these potatoes can kill people?"
Shandong Luneng had no idea that the potatoes grew in Taowan's field, but they absolutely could not shirk their responsibility.
"Manager Zhao says it's a problem with our potatoes, but what evidence do you have? These potatoes are approved by the imperial court, and we sell so many every day, yet no one has said there's anything wrong with them."
“My manager bought some potato dishes from your restaurant yesterday, and after we got back, all of us ate them and got sick.” Zhao Changgui didn’t care about saving face anymore; as long as he could drag Zhaixinglou down with him, he didn’t care about saving face at all.
"Oh, you came all the way to our Zhaixinglou to buy vegetables? Why take them back? Just eat them at the restaurant, they'll be served piping hot!" Tao Wanniang arrived late, just in time to hear Zhao Changgui's words.
"You've come at the right time. Look at your potatoes, look what they've done to our steward!" Zhao Changgui said through gritted teeth when he saw Tao Wanniang.
"Give me back my husband's life, you poisonous woman! It was because he ate your potatoes that my husband is like this!" A woman threw herself on the man's body, crying uncontrollably. But as soon as Tao Wanniang appeared, she immediately started cursing at Tao Wanniang with great vigor.
Tao Wanniang saw that the man on the stretcher was still breathing; he wasn't dead yet!
"I'm really curious, how could these potatoes cause such a reaction?" Tao Wan's mother asked. If they really were potatoes, they would definitely have sprouted. She only had fresh potatoes from the field, so…
The person who made Ling Dapeng dig potatoes before was probably from this Ziyang Tower.
Tao Wanniang is quick-witted. Eating sprouted potatoes can cause serious consequences, such as fainting and convulsions, and this person is probably in that state right now.
"First of all, I want to declare that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the potatoes sold by our Zhaixinglou restaurant; secondly, I would like to see this poisoned manager. He is not dead yet, and you are carrying him here to cause trouble. This is very unkind!"
"What are you pretending to be kind about? The doctor already told us to prepare for the worst," the woman cried and cursed.
"If I say I can save him, then I can save him. Carry him into the restaurant," Tao Wanniang said. Even if it wasn't potato poisoning, she could save him if he wasn't dead.
She doesn't know how to cure diseases, but she can buy some special medicines!
"You said it yourself. If our Manager Wang goes into your restaurant and dies inside, you might as well close down the restaurant!" Zhao Changgui was secretly delighted that Tao Wanniang would make such a request.
"Hurry up," Tao Wanniang urged. "I'm going to the kitchen to prepare some things. Da Hu, Hong Yu, you two keep an eye on the people."
There were no guests at the moment. Seeing Tao Wanniang's relaxed appearance, Lu Neng felt uneasy and followed behind her.
"Manager Tao, this is clearly extortion. Why are you admitting it?"
"Let's save the person first. Here, give me some warm water and a little salt. Is this the correct ratio?" Tao Wan's mother urged the kitchen staff to give her the things. She knew how to make a simple saline solution. "I'll take a bowl first. Make me a whole pot of it according to my recipe!"
"Manager Tao, what are you doing?" Lu Neng asked in shock when he saw Tao Wanniang holding a bowl of salt water.
"Save him!" Tao Wanniang said frankly. "If someone is poisoned, they definitely need to vomit. Giving them plenty of water will generally work. Adding salt has a special effect."
Luneng didn't believe it and was very uneasy, but Tao Wanniang clearly wouldn't listen to anyone's advice.
"Make way, make way! This is my family's secret recipe. Quickly force-feed it to him!" Tao Wan's mother shouted loudly.
Zhao Changgui didn't stop her. He felt that Tao Wanniang was digging her own grave. The doctor said that this person was beyond saving. How could Tao Wanniang be saved?
After a bowl of saline solution was poured down his throat, Manager Wang of Ziyang Tower started coughing and vomiting. Just then, a pot of saline solution prepared by the kitchen arrived.
"Keep feeding," Tao Wanniang instructed, "and then go and fetch a doctor."
"What are you doing? What do you want?" Seeing this, Manager Wang's wife, completely disoriented, stood in front of the man. "My man is dying, and you're still torturing him like this? Are you even human?"
"Are you blind? You were almost dead just now, but now you're breathing again!" Tao Wanniang said. "You didn't throw up everything in your stomach, did you? What, aren't you going to tell me what you ate yesterday?"
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