Grandma's insistence made my dad very angry.

The corners of his mouth moved a few times, and he wanted to say something, but he still held back.

I was lying on the bed, not asleep, watching the argument between my dad and my grandmother, so I got up from the bed at once, walked over and pulled the corner of my dad's clothes:

"Dad, don't yell at grandma, that bowl of noodles is delicious, I really don't have pain in my stomach after eating it."

When I said this, my dad's anger was not extinguished, but it became even angrier.

After a moment's pause, he looked down at me.

After that, my dad left without saying anything.

I had enteritis, I was going to the hospital, but my grandmother made a bowl of egg clear noodle soup for me to eat, and I miraculously got better, a very strange thing.

Later, I watched "Autumn Moon Eclipse List", and based on the picture above, I learned that the round thing that my grandmother grinded with a stone spoon at that time was actually corn husk.

Many years ago, before the effect of refining poison (harmony) was discovered, this thing was more practical for relieving pain, and it also had a great effect on nerve paralysis.

Therefore, for a long time, this ponceau is medical.

But this thing has a very bad side effect, once people take this thing, they will become dependent, and if the next time I have an enteritis attack, less than the measurement of the two corn husks, I will not be able to relieve the pain at all.

The reason why Dad was angry was because Grandma added this kind of thing to the bowl of clear soup egg noodles she made for me.

Fortunately, after all these years, my enteritis has not flare-up.

So I have an inexplicable feeling about corn husks, and I think that if it really helps people's diseases, they can't be ruled out outright.

But this idea of mine was quickly refuted by my father.

He said that I didn't know the danger of that kind of thing at all, and that thing, once it was stained, it would be difficult to get rid of it in this life.

I didn't believe it because I had eaten it myself and it cured my stomachache, but I didn't have any dependence on it. When my dad heard this, he just sneered:

"Tang Xiaofan, if next time, your enteritis happens again, you will know that it is powerful......"

When I heard this, I only felt my whole body pause.

Immediately afterward, my dad said to me again: "When we lived in the tube building, there was a Malatang downstairs, and your mother used to take you to eat before, do you remember?" ”

I nodded, of course I remembered.

Downstairs Malatang, the soup looks black, the color doesn't look red, and the boss is more picky, and the amount is not much.

But his business there is just good.

A small stall, just two or three small tables, there are a lot of people on the roadside, and the environment is quite noisy.

But my mom loves to eat there.

She took me and sat on the stall, a bowl of hot pot noodles, a bunch of vegetarian dishes for a dime, I like to eat potato chips the most, one by one bigger than my face, a bunch of four slices, sprinkled with a little chili noodles, that taste very good.

Now, that Malatang is long gone.

After so many years, Malatang has also undergone a lot of improvements.

The soup is ruddy, and the use of spices is much richer, but for some reason, I can't taste it anymore.

Hearing my dad say this, I thought about it for a while, and suddenly asked him:

"What do you mean, do you mean that the spicy soup downstairs has poppy (harmony) millet added to it? No wonder, I don't think the current Malatang is not delicious, it turns out to be ......"

My dad shook his head: "You're wrong, there is no corn husk in the soup stock of that family." ”

Hearing him say this, I was even more confused: "Dad, what do you mean?" ”

My dad said, "It's true that there is no home in the soup stock of that family, but there is a lot of added to their dipping water, that is, when you eat potato chips, those chili noodles sprinkled on them!" ”

When I heard this, it dawned on me.

At the same time, I can't help but sigh that these people are really black-hearted, and they really do everything to lock the stomachs of customers. This husk can exist in various forms.

It's hard to tell if it's cooked directly with the ingredients or ground into a powder.

Many restaurants use this kind of thing to make signature dishes to attract customers.

Guests only think that the chef's craftsmanship is good, and the food in the restaurant is delicious, and they can't eat this taste anywhere else, so even if they spend a little more money, even if the distance is far, they will flock to it.

Using this kind of trick to retain guests is really sinister.

For this kind of trick, my dad was very disdainful.

That's why his chicken noodle shop business wasn't very good at the beginning.

However, in my opinion, he used Chen San's aura as a seasoning to attract guests, which is a bit unkind to Chen San, but it is much better than putting corn husks directly in the dishes.

After all, Chen San is a dead ghost, and if he goes below, he will also suffer.

And my dad did this, and the food he made out was eaten by the guests, and he would only think it tasted good, and it would not have any bad effects on the body, so it was not considered evil.

My dad sighed and said that many restaurants now use this thing, and most people in the catering industry know about it, but they just tacitly understand it.

This situation is very bad.

But my dad couldn't do anything about it.

The state prohibits the sale of this husk, but because of the high profits, there are still many people who will take risks. If there is demand, there will be a market, and if there is a market, there will be profits.

In the face of high profits, some people naturally take risks.

And Wang Daqiang is naturally a supplier, although the den of drug production has been cut off, the things he grows can still be sold to these restaurants in demand.

The profit earned should be quite a lot.

At this moment, Wang Daqiang, who was full of food and drink, looked at me and continued to say quietly: "Tang Xiaofan, originally our well water did not interfere with the river water, and you were unlucky today, this matter was discovered by you, and you couldn't run away." ”

I looked at him nervously, and at the same time, my body shrank back:

"What do you want to do? Now it is a society governed by the rule of law! ”

Actually, I know that what I just said is nonsense! Wang Daqiang committed a felony, and if I said it, he would be dead, and the best situation for the rest of his life would be spent in prison.

If I talk to him about a society governed by the rule of law, it will be even more like playing the piano to the cow.

People like him, it is estimated that from the first day they started this business, they just didn't care about it, and making money was their big goal.

So, the two sentences I just said really didn't have any effect at all.

Sure enough, Wang Daqiang picked up a shovel from the ground and walked towards me......