"Click!"

A bolt of lightning swept across the black and oppressive sky, and the light that appeared at first was like the eyes of the Arhats enshrined in the Eight Immortals Nunnery, which shocked the evil in the world, making people feel frightened.

"Boom! ~""Bang Bang Bang! ……”

A deafening thunder rolled overhead, followed by raindrops the size of beans scrambling to the ground, so that the people who had not had time to go home and were in a hurry to hide from the rain screamed and scurried around.

Jiang Han had already closed the stall and gone home, and at this time he was standing under the eaves with his hands in his hands, looking at the downpour that finally came in the evening, watching them constantly wash away the sludge in the gutter, and suddenly felt depressed in his heart, and his expression was extremely relaxed and happy.

In a dilapidated house near the city wall in Xizhen, Han beggar was spread out in the only dry corner with his stomach in his arms, and he almost ran out of strength to snort.

He was very flustered in his heart, only feeling that the power of life was gradually moving away, and he was afraid that he would be doomed.

I think that in his more than 30 years of life, he has been lonely and living like a mess, but even if he is a mess of mud, he hasn't lived enough!

What the hell is going on?

What did he eat as a beggar, but he didn't eat?

But after eating five steamed buns that fell to the ground and stained with ashes, why did you have diarrhea so fast that you couldn't even keep the yellow bile?

There must be something wrong with the Huang family's buns, definitely!

Didn't he think he led people to eat their meat buns for nothing, so he simply drugged the buns and let them quietly die in this rotten house after eating them?

Thinking of this, he struggled to raise his head and glanced at the scene in the room with his eyes that had already pulled the ghost.

I saw that in the rotten house where the rain was leaking everywhere, there were already eight or nine beggars lying on the wet ground, stretched to the point of breath like him, and the others who were in better condition were all sitting against the wall with their stomachs wilted.

Damn, he has less than twenty people in this room, and he was half put down!

Now the rain is pouring outside, and I don't know when it will stop, and if it continues until tomorrow, they will surely die here silently.

The fear of death made Han beggar squeeze out the last trace of strength, half-propped up, tremblingly pointed to a half-sized boy who was leaning against the wall and looked in the best condition, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Who, strong boy, you, come here!" Help me, help me go, go to Chicaodo! Seeing that the boy raised his head, stared at him motionless with blank eyes, he took another deep breath and said angrily, "Hurry up! Otherwise, we will all die! ”

The kid staggered to stand up against the wall, and was just about to take a step, when suddenly his legs were clamped, his face stiffened, and he stretched his neck and said, "I, I'm going to go and...... first"

Han Begging's hand fell to the ground with a click, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Go, go quickly!" After shouting, he suddenly felt that his stomach was stirred, the chrysanthemum was tight, and a rushed down, "Damn, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants it, and he wants to pull it!" ~”

As soon as the words fell, he only heard a "poof", and his loose chrysanthemum could no longer withstand the impact of the excrement that was so thin that only water remained, and opened the door of convenience - pulled the crotch of his pants......

Not to mention how the Han beggar carried the extorted five cents in his stinky pants, and the little beggar named Qiangzi supported each other, and went to Qiancaotang at a speed not much faster than a turtle, only that the people who braved the pouring rain to patronize Qiancaotang at this time had already filled a room crookedly.

Everyone's symptoms and goals are the same: "Doctor, hurry up and prescribe us some antidiarrheal medicine, I can't stand it!" ”

The three sitting doctors in the Thousand Grass Hall went into battle together, and Dr. Qiu couldn't help but ask loudly, "What's the matter?" Why do so many people have diarrhea today? What did you all eat? ”

"The same thing?" The patients' heads were already confused, and after looking at each other, they didn't know how to answer, and suddenly someone said, "Is it a steamed bun?" I ate it at noon, and the steamed buns were pickles, and then, half an hour? I started to pull ......."

Someone said: "My family, the steamed buns I eat are bought from a literary stall." ”

"My steamed buns, too, were bought from a literary stall ......"

When the patients heard this, they thought about it carefully, and some people felt that it was wrong: "However, my mother-in-law also ate a bun, why is she fine?" ”

"I, I'm a family of five, and only the two of me pull ......"

A middle-aged doctor beside Dr. Qiu stroked his beard and muttered: "Could it be that there is a problem with the buns in that stall, some people have a weak stomach and are injured, and some people have a stronger stomach and are okay if they eat it?" ”

"What?! Unexpectedly, sell the problematic buns to us, no wonder it is only a penny! As soon as the doctor's words came out, half of the patients were sick, and they were angry and annoyed.

Dr. Qiu raised his hand to signal everyone to be calm, and said, "No matter what, one person will drink a bowl of light salt water first, and then drink a bowl of detoxification soup later, and I will take a closer look at them for everyone now." ”

The next day, before dawn, the newly appointed little porter of the Huang family was woken up by a thunderous knock outside the door.

The little porter opened the door and saw that there were forty or fifty excited people outside the door, and as soon as they saw the door open, they roared at him, and the spit stars almost drowned him, and the hideous face seemed to pounce on him and bite off his neck in the next second.

The little porter subconsciously took three steps back, his crotch was slightly wet, his face was crying, his legs were trembling, and he asked tremblingly: "Everyone, you have come to the Yellow Mansion, what is the matter?" Fortunately, this group of people was afraid of the Huang family's perennial obscenity in Luoxia Town, and did not rush into the house, otherwise, he doubted that he would be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"What's the matter?! In the name of doing good deeds, your Huang family sells problematic food, which caused us to almost die of diarrhea, do you lack virtue?! No wonder people will be splashed with feces in the middle of the night! Tell your lord to come out and speak, otherwise we will go to the county government to complain! ”

"That's it, ask your master to come out and give us an explanation, otherwise we will never let you have a good time!"

“……”

Half an hour later, Huang Yuanwai returned to the study with a blue and purple eggplant face.

He waved his hand and swept off the ornaments on the side of the desk, staring at Huang Deyi with his chest undulating, his voice was low and hoarse, like a steel knife, scraping Huang Deyi's eardrums painfully: "This kind of thing can happen, a penny stall that loses money can leak, what is the use of me keeping you people, master?" ”

Huang Deyi stubbornly said: "Master, although the things sold at the stall are made by sifting some old noodles, and the meat used is not too fresh, it will definitely not make people diarrhea." You think, if you sell hundreds or thousands of people a day, why is there a problem with these dozens of people? ”

Huang Yuanwai's eyes shrank, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You mean, someone is making trouble behind this matter?" ”

"The little one thinks it's very likely! It's only three or four days before and after, first our door was dirty, then the shop, and now it's a problem with the stall, if no one is behind it, the small one doesn't believe it. ”

Huang Yuanwai calmed down when he heard this, and asked, "Who do you think it will be?" Huang Deyi raised his eyes and glanced at him, Huang Yuanwai immediately understood what he meant, and showed an incredulous expression, "That kid surnamed Jiang, can he have this ability?" He touched the short beard on his lips and muttered, "Those steamed buns - although he has some fancy intestines, it is definitely impossible for that hand to reach our shop...... So how did he do it? After speaking, he looked at Huang Deyi, his eyes full of questions.

Huang Deyi hugged his fists and said respectfully: "The small one will let people go and check what happened at the side of the article stall yesterday." ”

It's just that when he checked out and came back in a hurry to report, he met two shopkeepers in the middle of the road, and the shopkeeper said with a bitter face when he saw him: "Hey, my big housekeeper, there is an accident in our shop again!" ”