Liu Fusheng stared at Chu Tianshu, with veins popping out in his right hand holding the boning knife, as if he was going to kill someone if he didn't get a satisfactory answer.
Looking at the tense scene in the field, Wen Ruyu said weakly: "Since Brother Chu said that, he must have his reason."
"you shut up!"
Chen Moli and Lin Linghui scolded in unison.
Chu Tianshu looked at Liu Fusheng and asked: "You just admitted that the spices and Chinese medicines I read were all used by you to prepare the lamb, right?"
After finishing speaking, he added: "Also, the powder you sprinkled on the lamb when roasting it was also the powder made from these spices."
Liu Fusheng nodded with an ugly face: "That's right."
He was confused. He had never told anyone his secret recipe. Even his own son, he had not taught it to him. Where did Mr. Chu get the recipe?
You can't just talk in your sleep and be overheard by him, right?
Could it be that he could really smell all the spices and Chinese medicines with just his nose?
This is also outrageous, right?
He still felt a little unbelievable.
Liu Fusheng gritted his teeth: "But why do you say that my roasted whole lamb will kill people?"
"It's okay if others eat it."
Chu Tianshu pointed at Chen Moli and Anda Wen, "But they can't do it. They will definitely die if they eat it."
Liu Fusheng blushed and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, suddenly turned back to the living room, and said with an ugly face: "Were you drinking tea just now?"
Chen Moli nodded and said, "Yes."
The corner of Liu Fusheng's mouth twitched: "Didn't I tell you that tea is not available in Prince Yu's Mansion, so you can only drink herbal tea prepared by me?"
Chen Moli rolled her eyes: "We have distinguished guests today. Mr. An brought tea for me to taste. Can't we all drink it?"
Lin Linghui also frowned: "Old Liu, don't be so rigid."
From the first day that Yuwangfu opened, Liu Fusheng made a rule that instead of serving tea at Yuwangfu, he could only drink herbal tea prepared by himself.
Because Liu Fusheng, as the executive chef, can draw a commission from everything that comes out of the kitchen, so both Lin Linghui and Chen Moli felt that this was actually a way for Liu Fusheng to increase his income.
In order to retain this top chef, they naturally would not refuse to agree to this small and innocuous request.
But they didn't expect that Liu Fusheng would be so rigid and put restrictions on them, and both of them suddenly became a little unhappy.
Liu Fusheng didn't pay attention to the ugly faces of Lin Linghui and Chen Moli, and asked anxiously: "What kind of tea are you drinking?"
"Old Liu, you have gone too far."
Chen Moli said displeased: "Do we need your permission for the tea we drink in our own club?"
"Tell me, what kind of tea are you drinking?"
Liu Fusheng took two steps closer to Chen Moli and asked sharply, "Is it Dahongpao?"
Seeing Liu Fusheng holding a sharp knife and looking menacing, Chen Moli subconsciously stood up and retreated.
After she realized what she was doing, she suddenly became angry and shouted angrily, "Liu Fusheng, what do you want to do?"
We tolerate you in everything because of your superb cooking skills, but you still want to slap your nose in the face?"
"Oh, that's not what I meant."
Liu Fusheng jumped to his feet anxiously, "Tell me quickly, are you drinking Dahongpao?"
Chen Moli said angrily: "Yes, it is Dahongpao, the mother tree of the highest quality. What's wrong?"
"It's over, it's over, it's over."
The boning knife in Liu Fusheng's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he also fell to the ground.
Chen Moli and Lin Linghui looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
Chen Moli said with a cold face: "Old Liu, please speak clearly. What's the end?"
Lin Linghui said in a deep voice: "Old Liu, what is going on?
You make it clear."
Liu Fusheng looked at Lin Linghui: "Boss, do you think I don't let Yuwangfu prepare tea because I want to sell more of my herbal tea and get more commission?"
Before Lin Linghui could answer, Chen Moli snorted: "Isn't it?"
"I have an annual salary of one million, and the commission I get from the Imperial Palace every year is two to three million. Would I make my boss unhappy just for the commission of a little herbal tea?"
Liu Fu said in a jerky voice: "Actually, I won't let you serve tea because our roasted whole lamb goes against the tea, especially Dahongpao. If you drink Dahongpao while eating roasted whole lamb, you will die."
Hearing this, Chen Moli and Anda Wen suddenly opened their eyes.
Especially Andavin, his face turned pale.
He stood up suddenly and shouted sternly: "What did you say?
You’re joking, right?”
Liu Fusheng said with a grimace: "I'm not joking."
"NMD, I'll beat you to death."
Andawen strode forward and kicked Liu Fusheng to the ground, "Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing earlier?"
Lin Linghui's eyes also turned cold, and he said sternly: "You bastard, why did you hide it from me?
Do you know who comes to and from Prince Yu's Mansion?
Who is responsible if something goes wrong?"
"Do you really want to kill me?"
After saying that, Lin Linghui also stepped forward and kicked Liu Fusheng hard twice.
Liu Fusheng did not resist, and said with a sad face: "This is the biggest flaw of our Liu family's roasted whole lamb. I'm afraid that if the news spreads, it will cause panic among diners, and it will affect the reputation of our Liu family, and..."
Lin Linghui kicked Liu Fusheng hard again and shouted: "And what?"
Liu Fusheng said: "Besides, I'm afraid that the formula will be leaked...For real experts, they can often guess a lot of things from just one piece of information..."
Lin Linghui hit Liu Fusheng head-on and said, "Are you going to trick me into death just for the sake of your own reputation?"
Andawen stared at Liu Fusheng and said through gritted teeth: "Have you ever seen someone who ate your roasted whole lamb and drank Dahongpao to death?"
Liu Fusheng said: "I saw the instructions from my ancestors once when I was a child. They are not nonsense."
Chen Moli looked happy: "Fortunately I didn't eat it."
She looked at Chu Tianshu with a complicated expression.
Andaven's lips turned white: "Is there any way to save it?"
Liu Fusheng said with a grimace: "No."
Andaven suddenly felt that he had difficulty breathing. He covered his chest and said feebly: "Call an ambulance... Call an ambulance for me quickly..."
"Davin, how do you feel?"
Lin Linghui stepped forward to support Andawen, and then shouted angrily at Chen Moli: "Why are you so stunned?
Why don’t you call an ambulance for Mr. An quickly?”
"ah?
oh."
Chen Moli responded and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call an ambulance, scrambling.
Andawen's face turned from white to green, and he was about to collapse. Lin Linghui hurriedly helped him sit down on the chair.
Thinking of Andawen's identity, Lin Linghui gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Fusheng as if he wanted to eat someone.
If something happens to Andawen today, his royal palace should not be opened anymore.
Besides, even if it can be driven, it will kill people. Who will dare to risk their lives to consume here in the future?