After drinking tea for a while, Yu Sheng went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
He set aside a lot of the young toon that he picked, which was purple in color, had buds and leaves that were not yet stretched, and had a fragrant smell. He would wait for Aunt Qing to come back and enjoy them. He put the remaining toon heads into boiling water and scalded them slightly.
When the stems and leaves turn green, take them out, rub them with fine salt, wait to cool, cut into pieces, mix with tofu, add a few drops of sesame oil and still mix toon with tofu.
This dish has a wonderful aroma, and you can taste the flavor of spring in it.
A delicious old man in his previous life once said that tofu mixed with toon is the best among tofu. Once you eat it, you will never forget it.
It's extremely difficult to taste the breath of spring when we step into the hot summer weather as if it's starting to set in the sky on both days.
This is also the reason why I only tasted a few bites of the pot of Chinese tofu mixed with tofu last night, and the rest was covered by Mo Wen’s high price.
After breakfast was ready, Yu Sheng had just walked out of the kitchen when he saw the eldest sister, the shark, was pale and clutching her chest as she jumped downstairs with difficulty.
Zhou Dafu kept telling him, "Slow down, slow down, your injury is not healed yet."
After seeing Yu Sheng, Zhou Dafu said: "Shopkeeper, please advise the eldest sister, the injury is not healed yet..."
"Shut up!" the eldest sister shouted to Zhou Dafu, "If you keep nagging around me, let alone go downstairs, I will even dare to get into the water if you are in a hurry."
Yu Sheng smiled unkindly next to him, Zhou Dafu was so annoying, he actually forced the eldest sister to go downstairs early in the morning regardless of her injuries.
He pulled Zhou Dafu over and said, "Okay, stop pestering me, I have something to ask you."
The eldest sister of the shark breathed a sigh of relief. She was supported by the demon and jumped upstairs with difficulty to rest. Feng'er also followed.
Zhou Dafu looked at the elder sister's figure disappearing at the end of the wooden ladder, turned around and asked, "What do you want to ask me?"
"I'm asking you about a person. Do you know a girl named Feng'er?" Yu Sheng asked.
"I know."
"Who?" Yu Sheng looked at Zhou Dafu in surprise, and he didn't expect to get the answer as soon as he asked.
"My sister." Zhou Dafu looked at Yu Sheng strangely, "You don't know?"
"Fuck you, isn't your sister called Sister Feng?"
"The younger ones are called Sister Feng, but the older ones are not called Feng'er." Zhou Dafu blinked his eyes innocently. Is there anyone in the world who is called Sister Feng by both men and women?
This reason made Yu Sheng unable to argue, so he could only wave his hand, "Okay, then do you know about the dead girl named Feng'er?"
Zhou Dafu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and searched hard in his mind for a long time without thinking of it.
"He died on the night of the wedding." Yu Sheng reminded him when he saw this.
"Oh, I remember." Zhou Dafu clapped his hands and shouted excitedly, startling the black girl who had just stepped off the wooden ladder.
"It's so early in the morning, what did you remember?" The black girl yawned and walked down.
Zhou Dafu ignored him and said to Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper, are you talking about Nangong Feng? She was killed on the night of the wedding."
"Nangong Feng!" The black girl immediately came over, "What a domineering name!"
"Go, go, go." Yu Sheng pushed Dugu Heiniu away. As long as it was a compound surname, it was a domineering name for Heiniu. As her mother said, the compound surname was grand.
"You continue." Yu Sheng motioned to Zhou Dafu. He felt that Yangzhou was so small that there would be no chance of such a coincidence. Nangong Feng was most likely Feng'er.
When Nangong Feng passed away, Zhou Dafu was still a baby. "Nangong Feng is also a beauty, not as good as the city lord, but she is still seven or eight points."
At that time, many people in Yangzhou city loved and pursued Nangongfeng, "but Nangongfeng later developed a strange disease." Zhou Dafu said.
"What strange disease?"
"I don't speak anymore. It's not like I'm mute anymore. I just say 'um, ah' occasionally when I talk to people, and I never say too many words anymore." Zhou Dafu thought about it carefully.
This problem may be a big or small problem, but many people don't like to marry a woman who ignores them and acts like a mute, so there are fewer suitors.
After having this problem, Nangong's family also eagerly wanted to marry Nangong Feng, so within half a year, Nangong Feng got married to a wealthy family in Yangzhou.
Although Nangong Feng was not marrying from one of the four major families, she was still a prominent figure in Yangzhou City. The ceremony was very grand at that time, and Zhou Dafu and Chu Sheng even followed Zhou Jiufeng to attend.
"The bride was in good spirits that day." As a first-generation pervert, Zhou Dafu observed carefully.
The ceremony was completed smoothly, the bride was sent to the bridal chamber, and the groom accompanied Zhou Dafu and others to drink a round of wine, and then returned to the back in a drunken state.
"I couldn't see anything different at the time. When the banquet was busy and the lights were on, and everyone was about to disperse after having three rounds of wine and five dishes, there was a sudden scream from the backyard." Zhou Dafu said.
The servant who heard the sound and went to check it out then screamed in fright. When he reported it to the groom's family, the old man also panicked.
Zhou Jiufeng immediately led some brothers and rushed in.
When they arrived at the bridal chamber, they saw the bride lying in a pool of blood, with a big hole in her neck and blood pouring out.
"The smell of blood rushed over me as soon as I entered the bridal chamber. The bride had already changed into light red clothes, but the blood dyed the clothes even redder." Dafu, who was following Zhou Jiufeng, took a clear look and remembered the details.
It was very clear. He gestured to Yu Sheng, indicating that the bride's neck was bleeding like a fountain. Zhou Jiufeng tried to stop it, but couldn't.
"Then something even more surprising happened." Zhou Dafu lowered his voice, causing the black girl next to him to also prick up his ears and listen carefully with bated breath.
"When the eldest sister checked the bride's injuries, she found that the bride was pregnant and her belly was slightly exposed."
Yu Sheng was completely shocked. Feng'er was actually pregnant with a child, and he had never heard her mention it at all.
"Did the groom do it?" Yu Sheng asked immediately after he realized what he was doing.
Zhou Dafu shook his head, "No, the groom also died on the bed, and his death was exactly the same as the bride's."
Now the black girl was no longer calm, "Who did it?"
Zhou Dafu shook his head. The murderer has not been found so far. Some people say that the child's father did it, while others say that the groom is the child's father, and it was someone who was jealous.
"At that time, Auntie Wang of the City Lord's Mansion personally supervised the case, but she couldn't find any clues. Even if she invited the spirit demon, she couldn't find any clues." Zhou Dafu said.
The so-called spirit monsters refer to spirits transformed from common everyday creatures, such as bees, butterflies, and even ants.
When people need to find out information, people will find monsters transformed from these creatures and ask them to find out information among their own groups. Sometimes they will get unexpected results.
"As for the child, the City Lord's Mansion and the two families searched for a long time but couldn't figure out who it was. The Nangong family is very sure that Nangong Feng was still a virgin when she got married."
This case has been circulated in Yangzhou for a long time as a strange incident, but it was too headless and was forgotten by people over time.
"Perhaps only the deceased knows who the murderer is." Zhou Dafu said with his eyes shining, "Hey, shopkeeper, why don't you resurrect the person? Then we will know the answer."
To be honest, Zhou Dafu also wanted to know who the murderer was.
"No need," Yu Sheng said. The deceased himself didn't know.