Su Qiao took it and put it under his nose and sniffed it, then twisted a little soup with his fingers and put it in his mouth to taste it.

The soup is indeed poisonous.

Su Qiao's sharp gaze swept across the entire table, and finally stopped at the mushroom soup bowl.

After tasting it, a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"There's a problem with the mushroom soup, old village chief, let them stop eating it quickly."

The old village chief hurriedly knocked on the crutches and shouted to the surrounding villagers: "Put it down, put down the bowl quickly, don't eat it, there is something wrong with this mushroom soup." ”

"How can there be a problem with mushroom soup?"

"Didn't Little Joe go to town and buy this mushroom? Could it be that they were deceived by the small traders in the market? ”

The villagers all looked puzzled.

Of course, it is impossible for them to suspect Su Qiao.

Although Su Qiao's temperament is a little colder, she is very good to the people in the village, she will help anyone who has a problem, and if someone is sick, she will also help to watch it, and she will not charge money.

She also saved Xiaobao before, and even such a large amount of medical expenses were paid by her.

"I'll talk about these later, be quiet first, and let Xiao Qiao concentrate on saving people."

The old village chief hurriedly told them to shut up, so as not to disturb Su Qiao.

Su Qiao did not hesitate, and quickly poured dilute salt water into the family of three who were still awake, and then helped to induce vomiting repeatedly.

When it was almost over, they were fed a few packets of powder soaked in boiling water, and finally they were fed some salt and sugar water to replenish the lost body fluids.

After surviving, hot sweat was already breaking out on her forehead.

"Okay, take a break, it'll be fine, let's help help them back."

The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly called a few villagers to help Aunt Gui and his wife back home.

"Xiao Qiao, how can there be a problem with this mushroom soup?"

Su Qiao didn't see a look of doubt in the eyes of the villagers, and his heart suddenly warmed.

The decision to stay in this small village was the right one.

Thinking of what was in front of her, she looked cold: "It's not that I bought the wrong mushroom, or that I was harmed by a small trader, but that someone mixed the poisonous mushroom into it." ”

Who this person is, she doesn't know at the moment.

But that's all there is to it.

One is a few gangsters in the village who were beaten away by her last time and disappeared, and the other is Xia Yao.

Xia Yao, this woman, don't look at her weak and harmless, her heart can be ruthless.

When she was a teenager, she was scheming, and she knew how to play tricks to make profits for herself, and she had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and she was still so good, she must have cultivated more deeply in this regard.

"What?"

"Poison mushrooms? So this man is deliberately trying to harm us? ”

As soon as Su Qiao's words fell, the villagers made an uproar.

The old village chief knocked on the table with a crutch and a serious face: "Be quiet, listen to Xiao Qiao's words." ”

"I bought dried mushrooms."

Su Qiao picked up the mushroom soup bowl on the table and poured the soup inside into several empty bowls, leaving only the mushrooms and meat below.

"You see, no matter how much you soak dried mushrooms, they will be a little wrinkled, the umbrella-shaped noodles are dry and have no moisture, the mushroom body is a little hard, the roots are slightly brownish, and when you over-stew, the umbrella-shaped noodles will erode like meat puree."

"And these slices, whether it is the surface, or the mushroom body and roots, are very shiny, the color is fresh, and the umbrella noodles have not been rotten at all after being stewed for so long, but only scattered a little."

The old village chief and a few villagers stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, as Su Qiao said, those pieces were very different from the others.

Xia Yao, who had been silent, suddenly leaned over and interjected with a simple face: "What is rotten, mushrooms have been boiled for a long time, aren't they all like this?" I think it's pretty much the same. ”

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