Hua Zhao felt that she was trying to gain favor and restore her reputation.
Don't tell me, it's useful.
Seeing how "hardworking" she is, no one except Song Xue will directly criticize her and show contempt on her face.
Suddenly, Hua Zhao heard the position of the kitchen tent, and Cui Wei screamed: "Stop! You put poisonous mushrooms in the pot!"
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, and few people outside heard it. Only Hua Zhao, a mother, had particularly sharp ears and could catch the sound of her child.
Ye Shen also heard it, and the two of them immediately rushed towards the kitchen.
Their movements were a little sudden, which alarmed the people around them, and everyone immediately ran over.
"What's wrong?" Ye Shen opened the tent and asked.
"Dad! She threw the poisonous mushrooms into the pot!" Cui Wei pointed at the big pot in front of her.
A 40-year-old man beside the pot was speechless. Seeing so many people coming, Yang Li came over from a distance and said, "Where are the poisonous mushrooms? Isn't this the mushroom you picked yourself? You just said there are no poisonous mushrooms.
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Yang Li had already walked over, and he was immediately displeased when he heard what he said: "Do you believe that the children are right? How old are they? You poured it into the pot without checking? Have you washed it?"
The chef immediately apologized and said, "Wash it! I checked them one by one. There are really no poisonous mushrooms! I don't know why the child yelled suddenly."
He stirred a 12-blade iron pot and a large pot of white mushroom soup with flour. The mushrooms were all torn into strips, and it was hard to tell which ones were poisonous.
"Dad, Mom! She really added poisonous mushrooms! I feel it!" Cui Wei insisted with a stern face.
Hua Zhao....
"Ahem, I saw it. You saw it with your sharp eyes. Mom believes you." She said.
Good guy, is this another accident? Can she feel the poisonous mushrooms somewhere?
Cui Wei opened her mouth to explain, she didn't see it, she didn't see it, she felt it... But she felt that this matter was not important now, what was important was the poisonous mushrooms in this pot of soup!
"For safety reasons, don't drink this pot of soup." Ye Shen said.
The chef didn't seem to know who he was, and muttered: "If you say you don't want to drink it, you won't drink it. I have been busy making this pot of soup for an hour and used so many ingredients. If I don't drink it now, everyone will choke in a while.
Steamed bun."
"Then you want to be poisoned to death?" Hua Zhao said.
"How can it be so serious that it can poison people to death? There are very few poisonous mushrooms on the grassland, and you picked them all. Don't you know the difference?" said the chef.
Hey, the responsibility has been put on them!
Hua Zhao sensed that there were indeed poisonous mushrooms in the pot, but not many, only one.
But you can't drink this soup. The mushroom is quite poisonous. If you dilute it in a pot of soup, it won't kill you, but it will probably kill you.
Moreover, this mushroom was not one they had collected in the woods before, and she would never admit it.
Hua Zhao looked aside and saw that the mushrooms they had just picked were piled in the corner, with a small part missing and soaked in a large basin.
Halfway through the washing, I guess it was put in this pot. In the other pot next to it, the water has not boiled yet, and the mushrooms have not been washed yet, so they have not been put in.
"We just picked these mushrooms. What soup are you going to make?" Hua Zhao asked.
Several helpers in the kitchen looked at the chef. Just as the man was about to open his mouth, Hua Zhao interrupted him and asked a helper in the kitchen: "What soup are you going to make tonight?"
The helper was a big boy, not very old, maybe 17 or 18, not necessarily an adult. He was a little stunned. When Hua Zhao asked, he immediately said: "Make mushroom soup."
"What about the mushrooms you prepared?" Hua Zhao asked.