SFS Chapter 167: Knowing what is going on, hiring someone to act
Chapter 167: Knowing what is going on, hiring someone to act
Seeing that she was willing to go back with them, Officer Wang and Manager Song felt relieved for no reason.
"Wait a moment, you two. There are children at home. Can I give them a few words?"
Now Wang Xunchai felt much more happy. He waved his hand at her and let her go.
Gu Qingqing first went to the kitchen to take out the bamboo basket, then went to the east wing. Except for Dahua, the other two were asleep. She then took out the silver from the bamboo basket and temporarily hid it in the cabinet in the east wing.
Gu Qingqing held Sanhua who was still sleeping and force-fed her milk. At the same time, she said to Dahua, "Dahua, your father and I have to go to town for something. We may be back a little late. You don't have to worry about us. You can cook dinner when I come back. Just take care of Erhua. Don't let her run around after dark."
Dahua seemed to sense something, so she walked over to her mother, pulled her clothes with one hand and said, "Mom, what are you and Dad going to do? Why are you coming back so late?"
Gu Qingqing smiled as always and said, "A restaurant wants to discuss business with us. I have to go over and take a look."
"Can mom come back sooner?"
"Well, we try our best, mainly because we have to waste time on the way to and from town."
"Then can't we go tomorrow?"
Gu Qingqing smiled and poked her little face with one hand, "You have to make money early. By the way, Daxin will be at home. If we are not back after dark, you can ask Daxin to come to the inner courtyard to keep you company."
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The carriage carried six people to the town.
In addition to Wang Xuncha, Song Zhanggui and the coachman, there were also Gu Qingqing, Wen Wuyan and Wu Shan.
No one else was brought along, including Li Xin.
Wu Shan followed. Just as he had said before, as the village chief it was his responsibility to go and take a look.
There was basically no conversation along the way. When we arrived at Zhiweilou, it was already around 3:45 in the afternoon. The days are short in winter, and the shop, which should have been preparing dinner at this time, was now deserted.
The only waiter who was free in the store saw the boss coming back and immediately stepped forward and said, "Boss, you're back. Everyone is exhausted from running to the toilet. The boss asked a doctor to come. Although he has prescribed medicine and they don't have to go to the toilet anymore, they are too weak to get up. What should we do at the night market?" The waiter was a little anxious.
Shopkeeper Song was also straightforward, "Keep the sign hanging and close the business at night."
After that, he was about to lead people to the backyard, but after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Have you taken good care of the pickled cabbage that was delivered this morning? Have you processed it?"
The waiter was startled. He said with a guilty conscience, "Boss, I didn't go to the kitchen." Wait for him to say it. Seeing that the boss looked unhappy, he hurriedly said, "Erqiu, Erqiu said he would be there, so I didn't go."
Shopkeeper Song stopped and said nothing, then led the way.
Gu Qingqing and Wen Wuyan looked at each other, the meaning of which perhaps only they two understood.
When Gu Qingqing arrived at the kitchen and saw the dishes she had delivered, she immediately looked, smelled, asked and cut them.
Look: There is nothing unusual about the color of the vegetables.
Smell: No other smell.
Asked: "Shopkeeper Song, have the dishes been turned over since I delivered them?"
How could Manager Song know all this? He hurriedly asked the waiter who followed him in, but he again said he knew nothing. Those who knew were all lying at home recuperating from their illnesses.
Gu Qingqing looked at the dishes underneath, which were no longer cooked by her own methods, and then asked nonchalantly, "When you came in just now, didn't you say there was another waiter? Does he know?"
The other waiter she asked was naturally Erqiu, but she was not sure whether this Erqiu was Diao Ergou from Qingfeng Bookstore!
"Where are the others?" asked Shopkeeper Song.
The young man was as anxious as a headless fly, "No, I don't know, he was here just now, how come he disappeared in a moment?"
Gu Qingqing didn't say anything else.
Cut: Gu Qingqing stretched out her hand and gently stroked the cabbage stalks. After stroking back and forth several times, she felt a subtle abrasive granular feeling on her fingertips that was easily overlooked.
She suddenly looked up at Shopkeeper Song and said, "Shopkeeper, what is the last name of the clerk Erqiu you just mentioned in your store?"
"Diao, Diao Erqiu." Shopkeeper Song replied.
Hearing this answer, Gu Qingqing paused in rubbing the tips of her index and middle fingers with her thumb.
She then stood up, looked at Patrol Officer Wang and asked, "Sir, I would like to ask how many families with the surname Diao are there in this town?"
Wang Xun was a little confused and shook his head.
There aren't many people with the surname Diao, but she was lucky enough to meet two in this period?
Gu Qingqing smiled, and then said to the only waiter present, "Young man, I have something to say to your shopkeeper. Can you pour us a cup of tea?"
The young man did not move. Instead, he looked at the shopkeeper. When he saw the shopkeeper nod, he turned and ran away.
The group of people were somewhat confused by Gu Qingqing's nonsense. Gu Qingqing did not want to sell the lawsuit, so he began to say, "Wang Xunchao, Shopkeeper Song, I have a preliminary guess. Because there is no evidence, I can't say more now. I just hope that Shopkeeper Song will accompany me to play a show."
"Playing a show?" Shopkeeper Song was puzzled.
Even Wen Wuyan didn't know what Qingqing had discovered. He wanted to ask, but was worried about ruining Qingqing's plan, so he just stood there and said nothing.
"Yes, it's a show. You need to announce it in the restaurant, saying that we have found the reason. You can come up with any excuse you want, but the responsibility is on us. And we will pay you ten taels of silver to express our apology to your restaurant. At the same time, we will send you the dish that we claimed to have absolutely no problem the day after tomorrow. If there is still a problem with the dish, you will pay twenty taels of silver as compensation."
Everyone present paused after hearing this, and there was an instant of inhaling hissing sounds.
After Gu Qingqing finished speaking, she immediately added, "Of course, paying ten taels of silver is just a temporary excuse. If I find the culprit the day after tomorrow and can prove that it has nothing to do with us, we will naturally not pay the silver. If we can't find the cause, we are willing to pay twenty taels of real money the day after tomorrow, all as money for the herbs for the shop assistants. When the case is settled, please ask Wang Xuncha to come early as a witness. What do you think, Shopkeeper Song?"
Seeing that she was quite confident, Wang Xunchai also wanted to know what was going on, so he agreed immediately.
Seeing that she had explained it so clearly, Shopkeeper Song also agreed.
Then, Gu Qingqing gave the two of them some more instructions before leaving Zhiwei Tower with Wen Wuyan and Wu Shan.
After leaving the building, Wu Shan couldn't help but ask, "Qingqing, do you have evidence to prove that your guess is correct?"
Gu Qingqing had a winning smile on her face. Seeing curiosity in Wen Wuyan's eyes, she raised her right index and middle fingers to show them.
As a result, the two of them were on her fingers and couldn't see anything.
"Uncle Wu, I made the pickled cabbage myself, and I helped them arrange it in the basin. I have a rough idea of how it should be arranged. Today, the vegetables in the basin have been turned over."
"What can this prove?" Wu Shan was a little confused.
At the same time, I was worried about her. If she couldn't figure out Yin, Wu, or Chou, she would have to pay the other person twenty taels of silver.
Gu Qingqing smiled and shook her fingers. "Also, I felt a barely perceptible abrasive feeling on the stems of the vegetables, like medicinal powder!"
"Ah!" Wu Shan shouted.