Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1418 - 237, Yuanyuan? (34)

"That’s more like it," Lao Fan flipped his eyelids, slowly walked over to the table and immediately saw the delicious food on it, saliva instantly began to flow down.

However, before he could suck back his drool, his eyes caught sight of the nauseating dead fly on it, instantly causing turmoil in his stomach, almost throwing up last night’s dinner.

"Ah, a fly! How could there possibly be a fly in this beautiful braised pork! So disgusting! Girl, the chefs of Dong Tian are no good; you need to change them!"

Although Lao Fan started off by cursing the braised pork and the chefs of Dong Tian, Lin Yuan did not mind, because everyone now knew that these people had deliberately placed the fly there.

"The meat, even without the fly, is inedible now. Someone harbored malice, adding something to it that shouldn’t have been added, making it taste horrible. Sir, if you could help me figure out how they added Five Stones Powder to it, let alone braised pork, I would personally make you a huge table of delicious food tonight as a reward!"

Lured by the promise of delicious food, Lao Fan was naturally quick and eager in his actions.

He readily agreed and then lifted his gaze to the men standing there, his clever little eyes scanning them from top to bottom like a scanning machine, making them swallow nervously.

When he noticed the scholarly-looking man, Lao Fan suddenly realized this man’s hands were always subtly hiding at his back. His eyes brightened sharply, and he whispered something into Sir Jingzhao’s ear.

Upon hearing this, Sir Jingzhao immediately stepped forward and grabbed the man’s hands, lifting them up, "Sir, please inspect them!"

Lao Fan nodded repeatedly, leaned in close and said, pointing at the man’s slightly protruding fingernails, "You two come over and take a look. Right in the seams of this man’s fingernails. Although he intentionally rubbed them against his body, there are still some residues here if they aren’t carefully washed with water."

The two men he referred to were the doctors brought by Sir Jingzhao.

Having been in Sir Jingzhao’s service for years, they were naturally aware of Lao Fan’s reputation. Initially, they were slightly dissatisfied with Lin Yuan for not trusting them, but upon seeing Lao Fan, that dissatisfaction immediately turned into admiration and deference.

"Truly! There really is a residue of the Five Stones Powder!"

"Lao Sir truly has eyes like torches, we juniors are impressed!"

The two doctors continued to bow to Lao Fan, saying "We are enlightened" in unison. Flattered by their deference, Lao Fan was extremely pleased, his graying beard quivering with delight.

Lin Yuan couldn’t help but smile subtly, her predictions correct; this scholarly man was indeed problematic, otherwise he wouldn’t have suddenly screamed and ran out. Fortunately, they didn’t let him escape.

With this man’s evidence, there was no need for Lao Fan to personally investigate anymore. The two doctors examined everyone else’s hands and indeed found more undealt remnants of Five Stones Powder in their fingernails.

Now, it was clear to everyone that the Five Stones Powder in the food had nothing to do with Dong Tian—the real problem lay with these men.

As for why these men wanted to tamper with Dong Tian’s food, someone suddenly recalled what these people had mentioned earlier. They had said that Drunken Immortal Tower had nothing at all, could it be that they were sent by Drunken Immortal Tower?

However, these matters were no longer for Lin Yuan and the others to consider; Sir Jingzhao had already taken everyone to the Yamen for a strict investigation.

Sir Jingzhao, apparently an old acquaintance of Lao Fan, repeatedly made plans to dine together as he left, and upon hearing about dining, Lao Fan’s eyes immediately lit up and he agreed.

After such uproar, the hall became even livelier as everyone discussed what had just occurred. It was pretty bizarre, starting with the fly as a decoy and then leading to the discovery of the Five Stones Powder, but thankfully Lin Yuan was smart enough to reveal it right away.

Everyone looked at Magistrate Pingxi’s intelligence with newfound respect, showering her with praise.

Having averted this crisis in Dong Tian, Lin Yuan was very pleased, smiling, "Thank you everyone for speaking up for Dong Tian. Today’s meals are on the house for everyone, and we will also serve a fresh fruit platter at each table as a token of our thanks."

With the meal free and an added show, everyone thanked Lin Yuan happily and the discussions grew even livelier.

However, with the crisis resolved, Lin Yuan became more worried. Now that Lao Fan’s identity had been exposed, was it really safe?

After handing over the business to Shopkeeper Liu, Lin Yuan led Lao Fan to an elegant room upstairs.

As soon as she entered, she asked worriedly, "Why did you suddenly show up? Didn’t you mention that there were people in the capital you didn’t want to meet? Is it safe for you to appear so suddenly? Could there be any danger? Now that Xia Zheng isn’t here, how can I protect you by myself?"

Compared to Lin Yuan’s concerns, Lao Fan was much more nonchalant, casually sitting in the chair and waving his hand indifferently, "If you can’t protect me, then so be it. No worries, I’ve already lived long enough. Even if I die..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! What nonsense are you spouting? What dying! You, with your mischievous mind and troublesome character, are sure to live a hundred years! Haven’t you heard the saying? A scourge lives for a thousand years; you’re meant to live a thousand years!"

Lin Yuan was nearly frantic with worry, yet the old man still appeared utterly unconcerned. She remembered when Xia Zheng was summoned by the Third Prince to help with the floods in Jiangnan, he had also taken this old man with him.

Initially, she thought it was to help with the rescue, but later realized it was probably because he was worried about his safety in Zhuma Town. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked Lin Yi to fetch him shortly after.

Now with Xia Zheng barely gone, here was Lao Fan appearing, just waiting for trouble from others.

Sigh!

Lao Fan suddenly sighed, his expression unusually serious, not at all like his usual flippancy: "Yuanyuan, there’s something I need to tell you."

Lin Yuan shivered, he had actually called her Yuanyuan! In two years of acquaintance, it was the first time he had addressed her by her name—usually, it was ’stinky girl’ or ’dead girl.’ Today, his sudden formality took her aback.

Lao Fan then continued, "When you guys returned to Zhuma Town earlier, I sneaked into the third floor of Dong Tian on my own. Hey, don’t be angry, I only played around for a bit and didn’t break or take anything."

"It’s alright. If you like, you can come and play anytime," Lin Yuan’s voice was a bit bitter.