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Being pulled out by Xu Wenyan, Chen Sanlin squeezed his hand.

"Wife, don't be angry, I'll buy you another one."

Xu Wenyan shook his head: "I'm not angry, I'll tell you later."

After returning to Qing'an Hall, Xu Wenyan found the Houttuynia cordata and, after mixing it with the cold dish, he immediately picked it up and took a few big bites, and also asked Chen Sanlin to eat it as well.

Although Chen Sanlin felt strange, he just enjoyed the food from his wife.

"Wife, you added too much." Although Chen Sanlin didn't think the watercress was unpalatable, it was really difficult for him to eat it in big mouthfuls like Xu Wenyan did.

Xu Wenyan raised his foot and gently kicked him on the butt: "I told you not to eat so much."

With the current level of technology, it is impossible to produce auxiliary products such as attractants and additives, and eating a small amount of additives will not cause any major problems.

But this is ancient times! There is no chicken essence or MSG for seasoning, and Xu Wenyan couldn't even taste the five spices. It's definitely black technology.

Up to now, there is only one possibility, and this is the only possibility that is more reliable.

It is very likely that poppy shell powder was added to the fried rice, and the amount was quite large.

Poppy shells contain morphine, a substance that requires long-term use before it causes dependence. Xu Wenyan felt a little high after eating just one bowl.

This is a lethal dose.

Moreover, the ancients' impression of poppy was still in the medical field. At that time, poppy was used as a medicine for paralysis and pain relief, hypnosis and sedation, and diarrhea and cough relief.

Even if you report it yourself, it will be of no use. Even if it is a medical clinic, at most they will treat it as medicine. It is reasonable to add medicine to food.

All Xu Wenyan can do is to prevent people around him from eating it. Once they become dependent on it, it will be difficult to quit.

As for eating a large amount of Houttuynia cordata, it is for the purpose of clearing away heat, detoxifying and enhancing the body's immunity.

"Xiao Jia, the fried rice from the shop opposite is not edible." Xu Wenyan took a big sip of tea. This tea was the black tea that Jia Anqing brought.

This black tea is produced in a village between Fengxian County and the city. The villagers make a living by selling tea, and the black tea they sell is divided into different grades. Jia Anqing sells the worst grade.

The second floor uses the second grade of tea.

"Well, I'll listen to Brother Xu." Jia Anqing was a little depressed now. He was happily calculating last month's profits in the morning, but there was not much business in the afternoon.

It’s uncomfortable.

Three men were sitting at the counter. Business was so bad today that Xu Wenyan simply lay down and fell asleep.

"Hey, wake up." Mrs. Wen knocked on the counter.

Xu Wenyan rubbed his eyes and said, "Oh, our Madam Wen, you are still here to take care of the business of our small shop even though you are pregnant with such a big belly. It's really touching."

"It's good that you know." Mrs. Wen smiled and then asked, "What's going on with the store across the street? There are so many people surrounding it."

It was because there were so many people that Mrs. Wen didn't want to squeeze in.

"Hehe, that's not a good thing. Mrs. Wen, you'd better not eat it." Xu Wenyan stood up and stretched comfortably.

"Okay, I'm tired of eating here anyway. I saw there are new dishes outside. What is this?" Mrs. Wen, with a look of joy on her face, stretched her neck towards the kitchen.

But she happened to meet Zhou Rong's eyes. Zhou Rong saw that she was from a wealthy family because of her clothes, so she immediately looked away when their eyes met.

"Cousin, please bring a sour plum for Madam Wen to taste first."

Mrs. Wen kept looking at Zhou Rong. She reached out and picked up the plum that had turned dark green. She took a small bite. The rich sour plum juice burst in her mouth. In addition to the sour taste, sweetness was also stimulated.

As soon as I took a bite, my mouth started to drool like crazy: "Wow, this thing is really to my taste." This can almost be used as a snack.

"Xiao Xu, pack me a jar!"

Xu Wenyan laughed: "You are here to purchase goods from me." Thanks to Mrs. Wen's support, he didn't suffer such a big loss today.

Qing'an Pavilion is one of the shops that suffered the least loss. Those smaller shops basically have no business today.

The Wuzhou fried rice is cheap and delicious. Even if the price goes back to normal tomorrow, the morphine in the poppy shells will keep people eating it.

After repeating this process over and over again, I soon became addicted to this fried rice.

The same is true for vicious business wars.

However, few people know the function of opium in this era, but someone actually thought of putting it in food and beverage. Is the boss behind this shop some kind of expert?

Xu Wenyan leaned against the wall at the entrance of Qing'an Hall, hugged her chest and looked into the store opposite.

The shop owners in the surrounding shops also leaned their heads out in worry. Sometimes making too much money is not a good thing.

After waiting for a while, a slightly fat middle-aged man appeared in the store. The waitress spoke to him in a flattering manner. I guess he was the owner of Wuzhou Fried Rice.

There didn't seem to be anything special about him, and he even exuded a rough aura.

He didn't even wear his clothes correctly. To use the words of literati, he looked a bit unkempt.

But could such a person know how to use poppy, grind the poppy shell into powder, and control the dosage?

Xu Wenyan obviously didn't believe it.

It is very likely that there is a master behind this person.

He sighed heavily, this little money finally became hard to earn.

Xu Wenyan did not continue to stay in Qing'an Hall. He knew that it was impossible to make much money today, so he might as well go back to farm the land.

"Brother Chen, cousin, let's pack up and go back." The sky outside was getting gloomy, and Xu Wenyan estimated that it might rain soon.

The farmers have been waiting for this rain for quite a long time.

Halfway through the walk, rain water was pouring down. Yes, it was pouring down.

I don’t know what’s wrong with God. It hasn’t rained for more than a month. Is it going to make up for the previous month’s rain?

Xiaohong lacked experience and the car was shaking violently, so Xu Wenyan and Chen Sanlin had to get out and walk.

Zhou Rong also wanted to get out of the car, but Xu Wenyan pushed her back: "Just stay in the car and don't get out to make trouble." Zhou Rong didn't look very good these past two days, probably because of her period.

If I get caught in a heavy rain, I will have to lie down for several days, which is really painful.

The rain splashed on Xu Wenyan's face, and his vision was a little blurred for a moment. Now he was worried about whether the livestock pen was waterproof.

Chen Sanlin pulled the reins, trying to steady Xiaohong's steps. After being pushed back, Zhou Rong could only worry.

After a long time of hesitation, they finally returned to the village safely. The two men and the horse were soaked through.