787, Stealing food was discovered
"Why?"
Gong Ling'an immediately became unhappy, he had just experienced the beauty of the taste, how could he just give up
Gu Qianxue said solemnly, "Because all health care programs avoid spicy food, you don't know this? Eating spicy food while taking medicine will not only make the medicine ineffective, but may also have adverse reactions with the medicine. Drugs, spicy food can counteract the effects of drugs."
These, as Gong Ling'an who is familiar with poisonous arts, naturally know about it.
but…
"No." Sternly refused.
Gu Qianxue rolled her eyes, "Do you still want to be treated?"
"think."
"If you think about it, you have to avoid it!"
"No!"
"..."
When the dumb slave came in, he found that the master and Gu Qianxue were sitting on the ground arguing about whether they should avoid spicy food.
In the end, Gu Qianxue won.
"So, you can't affect the healing effect because of a quick tongue, understand? A little intolerance will lead to chaos and big plans. The current difficulties are temporary. When your taste disorder is cured, don't eat chili, sweet and bitter. You can eat whatever you want."
The mute slave couldn't help interjecting, and gestured with his hands—yes, yes, master, the syrup made by Qianxue is delicious.
Gong Ling'an looked at Gu Qianxue coldly, then at the dumb slave, and finally burst out laughing, "Okay, let's try pork liver today."
"Don't worry, I'll arrange the recipe first, and I'll go to the kitchen to make it for you later." He said, and started to make a list on the paper.
Gong Ling'an stood up, glanced at the messy room and the woman who was buried in writing, and couldn't help frowning.
Because, he saw the shoe prints on the woman's hand.
"Gu Qianxue, just write out the recipe and let the cook do it." Gong Ling'an finally relented.
Gu Qianxue was taken aback, and didn't let her cook, how could this work
For the time being, she was counting on signaling in the kitchen while cooking. If she was not allowed to go to the kitchen, she might as well just let her die.
"No, I'll make dinner." Qianxue tried her best to hide her thoughts, pretending to be natural, "I will adjust the medicine at any time according to your condition, and besides, I don't just add this kind of medicine. "
Gong Lingan frowned, and said for a long while, "Okay." After speaking, he turned and left.
Qianxue was apprehensive, afraid that her short "freedom" would be deprived of her, so she felt relieved when she saw that the other party agreed.
While continuing to write the list, he muttered, "So, you must learn a skill, who knows when you will be able to use it?"
It was almost evening.
A priest was walking near the Raging Fire Hall, and the soldiers guarding around him greeted him respectfully when they saw him.
After a while, the patrolling soldiers left, leaving only the priest himself.
After confirming that there was no one around, the priest gave a signal, and then several people who also wore the clothes of guard soldiers flew over with light work.
The man in the middle is wearing a mask.
"My lord, last time my subordinates got the signal near here." The priest changed his dignity before, and respectfully said to the masked man.
This person is the owner of Xueyue Building, Lu Weilou.
He glanced around, but saw a garden.
After a long silence, "Blow the whistle."
The priest blew his whistle.
After a while, there was no response.
"My lord?" the priest asked softly, not knowing what to do.
"Keep blowing."
"… yes."
So, the priest kept blowing.
Several other people looked at each other in blank dismay, knowing that the Lord might be in a hurry.
Several people communicated with each other with their eyes, then nodded, spread out, and blew a secret whistle.
Unfortunately, the time for a stick of incense has come.
The patrolling soldiers walked back and forth several times, but did not get any response.
The Lord didn't give an order, and the crowd didn't dare to stop, they kept blowing.
An hour later, the killers with high martial arts skills were blowing their whistles and their mouths were parched and exhausted. Lu Weilou finally gave the order, "Okay, let's go."
Saying that, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he left directly with lightness kung fu.
Everyone was helpless, knowing that the Lord was unhappy, so they could only follow.
And just after Lu Weilou and the others left for a cup of tea, Gu Qianxue went to the kitchen and packed up the ingredients.
While no one was around, she put the dark whistle in her mouth, turned her back to the doorway, and blew it while processing the mustard grass, with a feeling of waiting for a rabbit to try.
However, the results can be imagined.
An hour later.
Gu Qianxue lowered her head and brought the dishes to another room with a low mood.
The mute slave came to help and gestured with his hands—what's wrong with you
Gu Qianxue squeezed out a smile, "Ya Ya, don't worry, I may be a little tired, it's nothing." Taking a deep breath, she told herself not to be too eager for quick success, never giving up is the kingly way. "Yaya, do you want to try it?"
There was no one in the room, Gong Ling'an was not yet coming, but the dinner table had already been set.
The mute slave immediately nodded frequently, but then thought it was the master's dish, and shook his head again.
Qianxue smiled and said, "It's okay, there is no monitor here, you can eat a piece, he won't be able to see it." He pointed at the mustard pork liver on the table that was emitting a strange smell, "You take this piece, and I will give it to you later." He can't see that the dish is flattened, so come here."
The characteristic of young girls is that they are greedy, and dumb slaves are no exception.
The mute slave swallowed hard, and chose the latter again between the beautiful master and the delicious dishes, then stretched out his small hand, and picked up a small piece of pork liver.
Gu Qianxue wanted to use chopsticks to "clean the battlefield", but found that if chopsticks were used, the tips of the chopsticks would inevitably be oily and easily exposed.
After thinking about it, she might as well use her hands.
Immediately afterwards, she adjusted the position of the dishes on the side with her fingers.
But when her fingers just touched the dish, she felt a vicious gaze.
Looking at the door, she was so frightened that she almost flipped the table over.
I saw that Gong Ling'an appeared at the door of the room at some point, and just looked at them coldly with a pair of delicate eyebrows.
The dumb slave was still chewing, but when it was discovered by the master, Gu Qianxue was shocked, but then calmed down again, "That... listen to me, this is what happened. It must be returned to the pig's liver After all, it is the first time to do it, let’s not talk about the taste, just say that there may be some side effects, so let Yaya test the poison for you first. This, this, with Yaya’s poison test, you can eat it with confidence Yaya, are you right?" As he spoke, he bumped the dumb slave with his arm for cooperation.
The dumb slave nodded frequently and made gestures—that's right, that's right!
After hearing these words, Gong Ling'an, who was only slightly angry, turned even darker.
Gu Qianxue squeezed out a smile, "Yaya, what do you think of the taste?"
The dumb slave nodded—delicious, delicious.
Gong Ling'an took a last deep look at Gu Qianxue before taking her seat.
Gu Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief, she is a person who is not afraid of death, afraid of her anger? The main reason is to worry about the dumb slave, after all, the dumb slave respects her master very much.
Just when Gu Qianxue was about to leave, she heard his voice.
"Come here and sit down."
788, is poison but not medicine