The buzz of all kinds of talk persisted.

Lord Zhao sat behind the table in the public court, and the old god was there, looking at everyone with confidence.

It was not until everyone's desire to express themselves was exhausted that their curiosity was still strong, and finally someone couldn't help but shout: "My lord, tell me quickly, where did the poison in this pickle go?" Who is the murderer of Lu Fugui! ”

Someone came out, and immediately someone followed the request, which was too curious.

Lord Zhao stood up at this time, raised his hands and pressed down,

The whole audience immediately heard the pin drop.

Seeing these people who were still shouting just now, he just pressed his hand, then all stopped, and listened carefully to what he had to say, Lord Zhao had a sense of accomplishment at this time, cleared his throat and said: "The pickling process of pickles is actually a process of bacterial growth. I will give you a popular explanation, and simply divide bacteria into two categories, good bacteria and bad bacteria. ”

"Good bacteria, like yeast that helps ferment steamed bread noodles, without which the dough cannot be fermented. Once the pickles are salted and pickled, the good bacteria start working to turn the pickles into sauerkraut or pickles. At the same time, bad bacteria are not idle, they will decompose the salt into nitrite, nitrite is harmful to the human body, eat too much nitrite, people will be poisoned, the skin will be blue and purple, and in severe cases, convulsions will die. ”

"Bad bacteria reach their heyday when pickles are pickled for about seven days, that is, the pickles at this time have the most nitrite content, and if you ingest too much pickles that have been pickled for about seven days, people will die from nitrite poisoning. Lu Fugui was poisoned because he ate a lot of pickled vegetables that only had more than one episode a day. ”

"However, with the growth of pickling time, the good bacteria gradually defeat the bad bacteria, and the nitrite is gradually decomposed, until the time of 20 days, the nitrite content in the pickles is already very low, and the pickles at this time are safe, and they are basically successfully pickled and ready to eat."

According to Zhao Shuang's explanation, after saying this paragraph at length, Lord Zhao stopped and waited for the masses to digest it.

After a long while, someone understood, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, Lord Zhao is really knowledgeable and talented!" ”

Most people looked confused: "What did Lord Zhao say?" ”

"Sounds lofty."

……

Waiting for the crowd to shout, Lord Zhao picked up the startling wood and slapped it a few times, and the scene was quiet again.

Lord Zhao said: "To put it simply, when the pickles are pickled for about seven days, they will produce toxic ingredients, which are poisonous, don't eat them, and when they are pickled for twenty days, the pickles will be considered to be successfully pickled, and the poison in them has been decomposed." If you eat a large number of pickles that have been pickled for about seven days, you will be poisoned, dizzy and swollen in the light, and convulsions in the heavy. ”

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "No wonder I ate pickles a few days ago and my mind was always dizzy, it turned out that the pickles have not been pickled until the time, and they were poisoned, what can I do?" Am I going to die? ”

This is one of Fu Ning's beggar brothers arranged by Zhao Shuang in the crowd.

Lord Zhao said with a smile: "If it is only mild poisoning, as long as you drink more water and no longer eat pickles that have not been pickled for many days, the nitrite in the body will be slowly excreted from the body, and the poison will be resolved." ”

"I'm relieved!"

There was good-natured laughter from the crowd.

At this point, the crowd was basically persuaded by Zhao Moshen: the lack of pickle pickling time is poisonous.

Smack-

Lord Zhao was shocked and began to pronounce the verdict: "This official announced that the death of Lu Fugui was due to his ignorance and the fact that he ate a large number of pickled and undercooked pickles, resulting in nitrite poisoning and death, which was an accident. Lu Fugui's wife Han was acquitted! Retire! ”

Might-Might-

"Lord Qingtian is wise!" The crowd shouted.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, is there a mistake? How could my brother have been accidentally poisoned? Lu Xingui shouted unwillingly.

In the noise, Lu Fugui's wife Han Zeshi was released by the servants to unshackle her, and the maid Xiaolian immediately rushed up to support her and said, "Madam, madam, great, you're fine!" ”

Han Zeshi, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, shed tears of joy.

The housekeeper took the family guards to live in Han Zeshi and said, "Madam, let's go home first." ”

The clerk chased after Zhao Mochen with a pen and paper: "My lord, my lord, how do you write nitrite?" ”

Doctor Wang Runwang in the crowd was thinking: Lord Zhao knows a lot, and I will ask Lord Zhao for advice in the future.

Zhao Shuang walked towards the housekeeper of the Lu family when the crowd gradually dispersed: "Steward Lu." ”

Lu Shun hurriedly said, "What do you have to say to Miss Shuang'er?" ”

Zhao Shuang said: "Are you still doing these six jars of pickles?" ”

Lu Shun looked at Han Zeshi, and after Han Zeshi shook his head, he said, "Don't want it, don't be the culprit who killed my master." ”

Zhao Shuang said: "Since your mansion is gone, can you help me carry it to Rou Niang's house?" "Ready-made labor is not in vain.

The Lu Mansion was grateful to Zhao Moshen for their wife Zhaoxue's prosperity, and he was happy to help Zhao Shuang with this little favor. A few family members carried the vat under the command of Lu Shun.

Four or five housekeepers lifted a large vat, and Rou Niang next to her hugged her arms, picked up a large vat and left, and the onlookers all felt that she was infinitely powerful.

Zhao Shuang said to Han Zeshi again: "Madam, do you still want those live birds in the cage?" ”

When Han Zeshi heard it, he still didn't understand what Zhao Shuang meant, and he gave it to Zhao Shuang at the moment.

Pickles, chickens, ducks, and rabbits were all sent to the yard of Rou Niang's house.

Rou Niang touched her stomach and laughed around a few cages of chickens, ducks and rabbits, now you can eat meat!

Zhao Shuang asked Rou Niang to bring some bran and cornmeal, and she prepared chicken feed by herself.

If you want to eat more delicious meat, you have to feed the ingredients yourself.

Zhao Shuang thought about the delicious dog meat, and her saliva flowed. It doesn't matter if you can't cook with your own hands, but if you can raise ingredients with your own hands, it's a huge progress.

Rou Niang and Fu Ning saw that Miss Shuang'er was drooling while carefully mixing the chickens, and wondered: Is Miss Shuang'er hungry? I'm drooling over the chicken food mixed with chaff and cornmeal!

After mixing the chicken food, Zhao Shuang did not feed all the chickens in the cage, but opened the cage and grabbed a chicken and put it next to the chicken food he had adjusted.

I don't believe that the chicken food concocted by a gourmand above my great master can't attract you!

When Zhao Shuang waited to see the hen kneeling and licking the chicken food, the hen that was caught out of the cage ran to the root of the wall like crazy, without even looking at the chicken food that Zhao Shuang had prepared for it.

What is the situation, there are still animals that can resist the food prepared by Zhao Shuang himself!

Then I saw the chicken run to the sink at the base of the wall, put his mouth into the sink and take a sip, raised his head and swallowed, and pricked again, and looked up......

Hen voiceover: Thirsty old lady, quack, nothing can't run out of water! Those bad silver, feeding the old lady a lot of salty dead chicken, but not giving saliva to drink!