Chapter 105: A Coincidental Encounter
"The previous things are in the past, and it's not interesting to talk about it, just say that you scolded me twice yesterday, right?"
Lu Xiong, who is not very tall, even if he has more than a dozen supporters, his courage is not particularly sufficient. It's not that I'm afraid of being beaten by Wu Yukun, but I'm mainly afraid that I will be known by the school and punished by the school if I get into a fight.
In fact, he regretted it when he sobered up this morning, but he also made an appointment, and the people also looked for it, and even invited him to dinner. Just think about letting Wu Yukun lower his head and drink some wine, so that he can have a face, and the matter will pass.
However, Wu Yukun's reaction was completely unexpected!
"Hmph, yesterday you stopped me and scolded her, why did I slap you twice?" Wu Yukun is very tough, he himself is already very capable of fighting, plus a more powerful Lu Yan, there is really nothing to be afraid of.
But his attitude made the other few people very unhappy. Although we are here to support the scene, but your attitude is completely faceless!
Especially a slightly fatter kid with a horizontal face, who is a high school classmate with Lu Xiong, studying in an ordinary second book in Jinling City, has no fear, and immediately said: ", why are you so good?"
Wu Yukun sneered, "That's right, Lao Tzu has always been so awesome, if anyone wants to be unconvinced, he will stand up and fight me alone!"
Lu Xiong saw that things were about to get out of control, and said secretly: "If you want to fight, you can't follow this!"
Hurriedly said: "Okay, then let's change ......!"
The fat man of the clinker stopped doing it, slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and shouted: "Damn, I've never seen such a crazy person, I have to him today!"
As he spoke, eight or nine people stood up, several with beer bottles, and stood far away blocking the way to the door.
The remaining four or five were students of Central University, obviously not mentally prepared, and one of them, Sven Nan, who was wearing glasses, whispered to Lu Xiong: "Brother Xiong!"
Lu Xiong was a little stunned, and said to the fat man: "Brother Qiang, don't worry, let's ...... slowly!"
"Slow down, this matter has nothing to do with you now, and you don't dare to fight anyway!" The fat man who called Brother Qiang came up, and he didn't give Lu Xiong face, and said sharply: "Boy, if you punish yourself with three bottles ......of beer now, call me Brother Qiang, let's settle this matter over!"
But when he got up and took an empty wine bottle, he went to the bar and smashed it, leaving half of the bottle in his hand.
When Wu Yukun saw this scene, his heart suddenly chuckled. Although he is a good learner, he is also a master of frequent fights, and he knows that it is not good to be stabbed by this thing.
glanced at the door, and whispered to Lu Yan: "Enter the kitchen!" After saying that, he walked away, but he wanted to go in and get two kitchen knives, frying spoons and other things, so as not to suffer a loss in a real fight.
The fat man wanted to get rid of it, but was stopped by Lu Xiong, who begged: "Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, dissipate your anger, we can't do it, really!"
The fat man actually wanted to find a sense of existence, pretending to be a force, and he didn't plan to chase at all, but shouted at the kitchen: "Hey, aren't you quite awesome?
said that Wu Yukun and Lu Yan entered the kitchen and saw several large basins on the ground, containing leftover sundries. A few cooks and waiters are using a strainer to filter waste oil.
Wu Yukun was a little incredulous, and asked, "Hey, they are there, filter the waste oil, right?"
Lu Yan nodded and said, ", saliva is oily!"
When I think back with a strong memory, I instantly think of many food safety incidents.
06 is not an exaggeration to call it the first year of food safety, because this year, many food safety incidents broke out.
In June, the patient who caused the Fushou snail in Beijing was diagnosed.
In July, CCTV exposed the "artificial honey" incident in Hubei Province.
In August, poisoned lard was found in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and a saliva and oil incident broke out in a fish village in Jinling.
The restaurant simply filters the oil mixed with the customer's saliva and the leftover residue that the table sweeps in, paper towels, and even cigarette butts to continue to use for people to eat. It is said that this reuse of oil can save tens of thousands of yuan in costs for the hotel a month.
In September, a number of "clenbuterol" poisoning incidents broke out in Shenghai.
In November, Sudanese red duck eggs, drugged treasure fish, poisonous osmanthus fish.
In December, 10,000 tons of aged grain were found in Beijing, Tianjin and other places.
As for the later famous "gutter oil" incident, it was basically after 2010 that it began to enter people's field of vision.
Lu Yan figured this out, and immediately shouted outside: "Come in, take a good look at what kind of oil you are eating!"
At this time, the chef and several waiters who were busy filtering the "saliva oil" also reacted, got up and said, "Get out, get out quickly!" At the same time, someone wanted to take the filtered oil drum away.
How can Lu Yan let it, yell, put it down for me. stepped forward and stumbled hard under his feet, and put those few people down.
Lu Xiong, Brother Qiang and others outside heard that something was wrong, and rushed in, and saw a large basin full of leftovers, a small basin, a screen for filtration, an oil pot for oil, etc., mixed with paper towels, cigarette butts, and meal residues, all of which were a little confused for a while.
The quick response can understand what's going on, but I can't believe it, and my brain is still buzzing.
But I heard Lu Yan say: "Do you know what kind of oil is used to make the boiled fish you eat at noon, it is refined by them by hand!"
Lu Xiong couldn't hold back anymore when he heard this, and he lowered his head and vomited.
The smell of choking people wafted, and those who ate here together at noon couldn't bear it, some of them threw up when they lowered their heads, and some turned around and leaned against the wall.
Lu Yan immediately walked out of the kitchen to the outside of the store, first dialed 110, then checked 114, and called the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. After thinking about it, I called 114 again to check the number, and called the TV station and a few newspapers.
After finishing the phone, he looked at Wu Yukun, who came over, his expression was a little blank, and his face turned pale.
"What's the matter, don't tell me you've eaten here before?"
Wu Yukun shook his head and said, "No!"
"Then with your expression, could it be that Wei Dan has been here?" Lu Yan asked.
The latter nodded, "We almost came here two days ago, if it weren't for the temporary desire to eat something else!"
Wu Yukun retched twice when he said this, but he didn't spit out anything.
The police and the industrial and commercial departments came quickly, and the TV station and newspaper interview cars were not slow to arrive, and the diners who came sporadically when the meal was about to arrive, and they surrounded it in an instant.
As the person who discovered the situation, called the police, and broke the news, Lu Yan was naturally questioned and interviewed by the police and reporters.
A reporter from Jinling Daily asked what happened first, and Lu Yan only said that he accidentally entered the kitchen and then found all this.
The reporter asked me again, as a college student, how I think about things.
"At present, the intensity of food safety supervision in China is somewhat weak. I don't think this is an isolated incident, but a widespread one!"
When the female reporter heard this, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, retched twice, and said, "It's not so exaggerated, right?"
Lu Yan smiled: "I once heard a friend say that many restaurant owners use gutter oil instead of safe cooking oil!"
The female reporter was stunned when she heard this, and even her voice changed, and she was shocked: "You say, the ground ...... Ditch oil, that's ...... What oil?"
The corners of Lu Yan's mouth twitched, "It's literal, it's produced in the gutter, like the ...... in the grease trap of a large hotel sewer!"
The female reporter couldn't hold back anymore when she heard this, turned around and leaned against the wall with one hand, bowed her head and vomited.