Chapter 237 Poisoning
Chapter 237 Poisoning
Chapter 237 Poisoning
He Fei was very happy to see this, but she was still a little puzzled. She had only been in business for a few days, so how could someone have reported her? Could it be an elder in the family? But she didn't think they would use such a trick, so she went to tell Chen Feng.
“I’m telling you, we got reported today. Someone said there was marijuana in our food. Such a simple trick, who do you think it could be?” He Fei walked over to Chen Feng.
"Someone's framing us?" Chen Feng didn't think this was the elders' doing. After all, given their viciousness, they wouldn't resort to such petty tricks. So he said to He Fei, "This is probably something done by some of the nearby restaurants. You know our restaurant has been doing very well these days, while some of the smaller restaurants next door haven't been doing so well. But we don't need to worry too much about such a small trick, because they're not that malicious. If they used something more ruthless, we'd be in deep trouble today." Chen Feng shared his thoughts with He Fei.
"That's true, but let's leave him alone for now and just continue running our restaurant."
That's exactly what Chen Feng meant.
Chen Feng and He Fei stopped responding and remained silent, but Murong Yunhai was very anxious. He asked the waiter, "Did you really send someone to report Xinyuelou? Why is there no response?"
"Boss, I gave him all the money, and that guy said he would report it, but I didn't expect that Mingyue Restaurant didn't put marijuana in the restaurant. It's because their food is really delicious that people have been eating there for several days in a row," the waiter said through gritted teeth.
"Wow, the food there is really that delicious! What am I going to do with my restaurant? If there are no customers, how will my family of six eat, dress, and live?"
"Boss, why don't we do something to make his business fail?" The young man immediately came up with another idea.
"Oh, do you have any other ideas? Use them quickly." Murong Yunhai was very anxious, because if his hotel didn't have any more guests, he wouldn't be able to continue operating.
"We could do something with their food, like making people vomit and have diarrhea, but not fatally, like adding a laxative," the waiter immediately suggested, hoping for the boss's approval.
Upon hearing what the waiter said, Murong Yunhai's expression changed instantly. "Isn't this harming people? We can't do this kind of thing."
Although I, Murong Yunhai, am very anxious, I don't think I need to resort to such methods.
"Boss, we have no other choice but to do this. After all, their food is better than ours. What else can we do but try to make them go out of business?" Murong Yunhai looked at the bill in his hand and the sparse customers in his shop. He reluctantly agreed to his waiter's suggestion. Otherwise, his shop would not be able to continue to operate.
“Alright, then take this money and bribe someone to put laxatives in their food. Remember not to put too much, and be careful not to implicate us.” Murong Yunhai felt this was the only option left, so he gave the money to the man.
The shop assistant's mind raced. He thought of a fellow villager who worked at He Fei's shop. He approached the villager and said, "I know you're poor and desperately need money. I have a job that pays quickly, are you interested?" The villager replied, "What job? I don't do anything illegal!" "How could I? Would I harm you? I have a few chickens, and selling them at the market is too much trouble. Can you sell them to this restaurant for me, and I'll give you a share? How about it?" "It's that simple, are you sure?" "I always think of you when there's something good." "Okay, I'll take care of it."
The waiter secretly fed the chickens some laxatives, so that day, everyone who ordered stir-fried chicken at Chen Feng's restaurant suffered from severe diarrhea afterward. The next day, many people gathered in front of the restaurant, demanding justice. They said that they had gotten sick from eating Chen Feng's food the day before, and that the restaurant's food must be unclean. They demanded that the owner come out and give an explanation, and that the restaurant be closed down to stop harming people.
"What did you say? You ate our food yesterday and got diarrhea." So many people have diarrhea; this is definitely not a simple matter.
"Yes, we got diarrhea after eating your food yesterday. You have to give us an explanation. We've been eating here every day for days. How could you harm us like this?"
Hearing what the people outside were saying, Chen Feng reassured them not to worry, "I will definitely give everyone an explanation for this matter, but first let me investigate. If I've been framed by someone, I'll feel really wronged." Chen Feng felt that the previous scheme had failed, so they used other methods.
He closed the shop, hung up a sign announcing temporary closure, and invited the people inside. He gave them paper and pens and asked them to write down the dishes they had eaten that day. The only common items they wrote down were staple food and stir-fried chicken, so Chen Feng concluded it couldn't be the staple food, since everyone had ordered it—it had to be chicken. However, killing all the chickens in the kitchen didn't reveal the problem. He had no choice but to ask them to seek medical attention, promising to cover all medical expenses and compensate them after the truth was found. After receiving this promise, the agitated crowd dispersed. But all the customers left at once, and the hard-won atmosphere vanished instantly. What could have been the reason?
Right, Chen Feng suddenly remembered that there might be some in the leftover food, so he immediately called the waiter over, "Go find the chicken in yesterday's leftovers, and then have someone check it to see what's wrong with it."
"Oh no! Our leftovers were taken away a long time ago. We clean up the leftovers every day!"
"Where was it transported to? Take me there right now." The man immediately told him it was a large pig farm.
Chen Feng and his partner rushed over. He saw the pig farm owner extremely busy feeding the pigs. The owner was surprised to see them, as few people came here because the smell was so nauseating. Chen Feng quickly stopped the owner, saying, "Wait a minute, there's something wrong with the leftover food." The owner immediately stopped what he was doing, saying, "Young man, don't talk nonsense. I got this from a big restaurant; there's nothing wrong with it." The partner quickly introduced Chen Feng to the owner as the owner of Xinyuelou Restaurant. Upon hearing this, the owner immediately invited them to a room to talk, saying the room was cleaner and the smell would be more pleasant.
The pig farm owner then led Chen Feng and his group to a room and asked them in detail how the owner disposed of the leftover food he received from Xinyuelou and whether there were any leftover dishes.
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