Lin Siyue snorted: "If you think it's good, you can do it, anyway, that's the condition I negotiated with the old man of the Ji family."

"Now you regret it, and when the old man asks, it's not that I don't have credibility."

Lin Jiaze clenched the hand resting on the corner of the table, and his expression became more and more unsightly.

If this is the case, this business will basically fall into the hands of Lin Siyue.

This is a career that he has painstakingly managed for half his life.

The two were at a stalemate, and neither of them spoke again.

Lin Jiaze was depressed in his heart, so he only drank some soup and forgot it.

Halfway through the meal, Lin Jiaze suddenly bent down and covered his stomach.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Lin Jiaze had an upset stomach, and no one thought it was a serious matter at first.

But in less than half an hour, he ran to the bathroom twice.

Lin Siyue hurriedly called the family doctor over, and after Dr. Lin's emergency examination, he hung up the hanging bottle for Lin Jiaze.

He said it was no big deal, it just hurt his stomach.

Lin Jiaze didn't believe this, and the people present were also a little skeptical.

The Lin family has its own organic vegetable farm and does not use any pesticides, how can it be possible to eat bad people?

What's more, when eating at the same table, Lin Jiaze is the only one who has a problem, which also doesn't make sense.

Dr. Lin suggested that what Lin had eaten tonight should be taken for testing.

There was no objection from everyone.

Two hours later, the test results were sent back, and there was no problem with the other dishes, except for the cup of Cordyceps black chicken soup, which was found to contain benzoic acid and its sodium salt.

That is, preservatives.

This result surprised everyone.

The faces of the two chefs were particularly unpleasant.

Lin Siyue asked, "Who stewed this chicken soup?"

Master Yang, who had been in the Lin family for the longest time, stepped forward.

"Miss, I stewed the soup, but I would never dare to put anything in it."

Lin Siyue stared at him coldly.

That look and momentum made Master Yang's hands tremble, "Miss, it's really not me." ”

Lin Siyue thought for a while and asked, "Master Yang, there are a lot of spices in the kitchen, are you negligent for a while?"

After all, if it really hurts people, who would choose to use preservatives?

Master Yang vetoed, "It's impossible, every time I make soup, I prepare the seasoning in advance and put it aside separately, if there is that kind of thing, I can't find it." “

Ji Hanchen said lightly: "Then bring out the rest of the soup for everyone to see."

In order to prove his innocence, Master Yang immediately turned around and went to the kitchen and personally brought out all the pots used for stewing soup.

There is still a little soup base and various spices left.

Lin Siyue stepped forward and scooped up the spoon little by little to inspect it carefully, and finally took out a small white seasoning packet.

There are some letters on the cotton paper, and after being cooked, the handwriting is a little unclear.

Lin Siyue asked, "Master Yang, is this also a seasoning package?"

Master Yang's face suddenly turned a little pale, "This, it doesn't seem to be ......"

"But I didn't put it in!"

It's not that Lin Siyue doesn't believe him, but things have to be investigated step by step, right?

So she said to Dr. Lin, "Dr. Lin, please take a look, is it it?"

Dr. Lin took the tweezers, carefully opened the white bag, and said with certainty: "This is it, looking at the printed font on the paper bag, it should be some kind of pastry."

Lin Siyue understands that many biscuits and bagged cakes have small packets of this preservative, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they were accidentally put in.