The man who had been silent raised his eyes and looked at Chu Qiao coldly.
"Are you suspicious of these pine oils? But even if the pine oil is ingested by mistake, it will not cause such a big reaction. Besides, the chance of accidental ingestion is very small. Pine oil is not soluble in water."
"Yes, that was originally the case, but..."
Chu Qiao opened and closed her mouth and said boldly: "The problem lies here. This is a huge Simao pine. It is different from other pine trees. The pine oil flows on the rocks and then falls into the spring water. The mouth of the spring water is shaped like
Like a big bowl, if the water flow is not fast, this thing will be mixed in the water. Originally, pine oil is not a big deal, but after the intense heat of late summer, the pine oil on the rocks may become broken pine spices, and also form a thing called
Turpentine gas, when lifting water, no one will pay attention to this. The rosin pieces will turn up with the water, enter the barrel, bring it to the royal kitchen, and then enter the cooking pot. This kind of thing will explode when heated and exposed to oil.
If people consume it for a long time, they will experience vomiting, diarrhea, and even other symptoms."
Chu Qiao blinked her two big black eyes, opened and closed her mouth, and spoke plausibly and well-founded. Rosin is a spice. Mixed with other spices, it can emit a fragrant smell, but it is not edible and has many taboos.
"rosin?"
The man's expression was stern. He pulled up his sleeves, leaned over and dipped his arm into the depths of the spring water. After touching for a long time, he grabbed a handful of sand and stones and found a small piece of light yellow stuff, which was rosin.
"Yes, it should be the cause."
Chu Qiao came over and followed the example of a man, rolling up his sleeves. But when he explored the water with his fingers, he couldn't help but shiver. The water was so cold. Why didn't he even frown?
"It seems a bit cold."
Chu Qiao retracted her hand in embarrassment, shuddered, and whispered: "Rosin is lighter than stone. When the barrel is stirred, it will enter the barrel before sand and gravel. Also because it is transparent and small.
, not easy to detect.”
Just when Chu Qiao was about to pull down her sleeves, the staring man suddenly grabbed her wrist and looked at her doubtfully.
"How do you know this?"
Well?
Chu Qiao was so frightened that she trembled all over and her eyes widened. If she wanted to continue the analysis, she couldn't say a word. His hands were cold and he held her tightly, and she struggled a few times but couldn't break free.
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How does she know?
Of course she knows, because she is the daughter of the spice king Chu Jing'an, but can she tell? Telling her will be a disaster for her head.
Chu Qiao gritted her teeth and twitched her wrist again, but the man had no intention of letting her go. His eyes were still staring at her, as if he wanted to see something in her eyes.
"This, this is common sense... I, my grandmother, and my great-grandmother all know each other even if I don't recognize the characters. What's so weird about it?" Chu Qiao said casually, as if this was common sense that everyone knew.
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"really?"
He looked at Chu Qiao doubtfully, as if he felt that he was a little too suspicious, and quickly let go of his hand. Chu Qiao immediately jumped up, her face was pale, and her heart was beating wildly. He would not doubt anything.
Bar?
After calming down, Chu Qiao turned around, lifted the barrel with all her strength, smiled awkwardly at the man, and walked towards the steps in a hurry.
Although it was just a bucket of water, it was still difficult to lift, but she did not dare to stop, as if her identity would be revealed if she stopped.
Just when her feet landed on the steps, there was a cold shout.