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August is destined to be an uneasy month. In the early morning of August [-]nd, a retired old man in a city in the north posted an article called "Hundred Poison Spectrum" on the Internet. The content involved ranged from fruits to Snacks range from meat products to various seafood, from grain to various non-staple foods.

This old man has been concerned about food safety issues around him since more than ten years ago. After he retired eight years ago, he did not raise a dog, walk a bird, play chess and go to the park like other old people. Instead, he packed his bags and traveled all over the world. gather information.

It was not until June of this year that he returned to his home after finishing his trip. After more than a month of sorting out, it became this "Hundred Poison Spectrum".

As soon as "Hundred Poison Spectrum" came out, the whole country was in an uproar. Although food safety has been the focus of social attention in the past few years, there has never been a person like him who sorted out problematic foods item by item into dozens of pages. The simple language of the document, coupled with the photos taken by the old man over the years, is even more shocking.

At the end of the article, the old man said that his own strength is very limited, and not all the poisonous food he sorted out. Over the years, every time he found a poisonous food, he felt even more desperate. Now, he has no strength to go any further. Dig deep.

He hopes that everyone who has read his article can understand that he is not trying to expose anyone, let alone block someone's money. Look at the money, otherwise, if things go on like this, you will poison me and I will poison you, and in the end there will only be a dead end.

It happened to be working hours when this article was circulated, and many office workers read this old man’s writing on the bus or subway.

The reaction of most young people is to sigh and frown, and their eyes are full of sadness. Even if the food is poisonous, so what, can they still not eat it?

"What's this called?" On a bus, a young man in his 20s shook his head like an old man and sighed.

"What can we do?" The elder sister next to me smiled helplessly.

"What are you having for lunch?" A man from Northeast China asked his buddies next to him with a playful smile.

"What else to eat? Eat, it's all like this, can you still eat?"

"Don't mind, you don't want to eat right now, it's because you're not hungry yet, and you won't be able to say that when you're hungry at noon, it doesn't matter if it's poisonous or not, just eat it." The man still had a hippie smile on his face, and the people next to him also smiled when they heard it, but in their hearts, no one could relax.

"Husband, what should I do?" A woman with a big belly spoke.

"Hey, it's okay, it's not been a day or two." The man wearing glasses comforted his wife.

"No, it doesn't matter to me, what should we do with our baby?"

"It's okay, we have to let him develop immunity from an early age, otherwise what will we do in the future, you say, ha ha."

"Why aren't you worried at all?"

"Let me tell you, don't look at the scary things he wrote. It's actually a good thing. No one talks about these things, so it's gone. It's still there. There are more people who pay attention to it, so it can be improved in the future, isn't it?" ?” This man can also think about it, and at this time, it makes sense.

"Then what shall we have for lunch?" His wife frowned and asked.

"..." The man couldn't answer for a moment, turned his face to avoid his wife's gaze, and then forced his smile again: "Let me think about it."

"Well." The woman leaned on his husband's shoulder and stopped talking. She was not aggressive in the first place, and none of the things in "Hundred Poisons" were made by his man. Why bother him Well, she is a little anxious right now.

Originally, the pace of life in the city was fast, and the relationship between people was tense. This book of [-] poisons was like the last straw, which crushed some people's already tense strings. The child is broken.At this moment, the atmosphere on other buses and subways was similar, depressing and dull, and some people were yelling, and I don't know who they were venting their anger on.

"Master, stop!" On a bus, in the dull air, suddenly there was a crisp voice, like a ray of sunshine passing through dark clouds.

"Aren't you going to Chunjiang Industrial Zone? You haven't arrived yet." The bus driver drives every day, and these office workers take the bus every day. After a long time, they will always remember one or two.

"I'm not going to work, I'm going home." The girl flicked her ponytail, stood up with her bag in her hand, and walked to the back door of the bus to wait.

"Going back to my hometown?" the driver asked her.

"Ah."

"Can you succeed without going to work?" In today's society, can you succeed without earning a salary?

"What's wrong? It's enough if you don't starve to death." The girl smiled.

"I advise you not to be so impulsive. It's better to call your leaders and ask for a few days off, go home to adjust your mood, come back in a few days, and take my car in the future, eh, girl." The master of the bus is also his enthusiastic person, and at this time he enlightened the young passenger.

"Why are you still coming back? When the city can provide people with a safe meal, I will come back at that time, and I will take your car." The car drove to the nearest stop sign, the driver opened the back door, and the girl carried He waved his hand and got out of the car without looking back.

"Oh, young man." The bus driver shook his head, and was about to close the door when someone yelled from behind.

"Master, wait, I'll get off too." A short boy in his early twenties stood up from his seat in a panic.

"You didn't arrive at the stop either." The bus driver slapped the steering wheel and turned away today.

"Not going to the company anymore."

"Don't be like that girl, she knows three foreign languages, you're so arrogant, you can still find a job after resigning like this?" This guy looks like a newcomer in society at first sight, it's not easy to find a job, bus The driver tried his best to persuade him again.

"My mother called me to go back." The young man packed his computer and got out of the car.

"Is there anything else to get off?" The bus driver shook his head and asked as he rushed into the car with a smile.

"I'll get off too, master, please wait." A 27-year-old young man stepped out from behind the car.

"Why are you joining in the fun?" Looking at the young man's clothes, he is not a child of a rich family. He can also learn from the two previous ones, and he will quit if he says he won't do it.

"I still wanted to find a job, but I won't look for it now."

"Why didn't you find it?"

"This time there is such a commotion, the things in our village must be easy to sell, and working part-time may not necessarily earn more than farming." This guy is realistic.

"Is there anyone who wants to go home to farm?" The bus driver asked again before closing the door.

"What are you planting? There's no land, under the planting bed?" Not all those who work in the city are from the countryside, and even if they are from the countryside, not all of them have land.

"Master, let's go, we should be late for work."

"It's okay, you can be late today." The bus driver drove the car out as soon as he stepped on the accelerator: "Your leaders will probably be late as well."

At the same time, there was a long queue in front of the old restaurant of the Chen family in the old town of Tongcheng City. At the front of the line, outside the door of the old restaurant of the Chen family, there was a porridge shed. The elder sister who made porridge was holding a big spoon Stirring in the porridge bucket, bursts of rich pumpkin fragrance waft out.

"Yo, "Hundred Poison Spectrum"!" A few young people in the team with mobile phones, who were well-informed, saw this "Hundred Poison Spectrum" first.

"Black! It's too dark!"

"I don't eat less of these things. It seems that I am invulnerable to all poisons."

"You have only been eating for a few years, how old is this year, when you get old, you will know how powerful it is."

"Is this place alright? Old streets and old shops, can't poison us?"

"Hey, Lao Chen is here, let's ask him, did he poison us?"

"Is this thing poisonous or not? Do you want to blackmail me?" At this time, Chen Fuhan came out of the shop wearing slippers and waving a cattail fan. , and went to the back of the heads of those young people.

"No, we're not talking about you, we're talking about the "Hundred Poison Spectrum" on the Internet." Just now, the guy who said he wanted to ask him if he had poisoned him immediately gave up.

"What is "Hundred Poison Spectrum"?" Chen Fuhan squatted under the persimmon tree in front of his shop, and asked.His shop is a section of the road from his home, and it is close to Ma's old house. The upper management tried to demolish it several times, but failed, so the old street basically retains its former appearance.

"Look, this is it, it's scary." The young man squatted next to Chen Fuhan holding the phone.

"What's the matter, we all know a little bit about this." Chen Fuhan looked at a few at first, but still didn't take it seriously, and when he looked back, his big fat face was all wrinkled into a ball: "Tsk tsk, This is outrageous, what is the difference between this and murder by poisoning, if caught, he should be convicted of intentional homicide."

"Isn't it just, I said, old Chen, is there any problem with your food?" The food in the old restaurant of Chen's family is delicious and not expensive, and they eat it all year round.

"What are you worrying about?"

"Old Chen, to be honest, everyone can trust your character." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old brat put his slender arm on Chen Fuhan's shoulder in an old-fashioned way, and said, "But you This pumpkin porridge is really delicious, beyond the scope of ordinary deliciousness, how can it be so delicious without adding ingredients? This is unscientific!"

"Hey, like to eat or not." Chen Fuhan doesn't care what is scientific or not.

"That's not the case. If you take this porridge to a laboratory test, and then make a certificate and hang it in your restaurant, then you can rest assured that you can eat it?"

"Then you have to test everything you eat in the future?" So is it still alive?

"No, I drink a lot of this porridge in your family. I eat it in the morning and eat it in the evening, and my hiccups smell like pumpkin."

"I advise you to drink less. You see, people come from the east of the city to the west of the city. It is not easy. If you can drink less, in case of poisoning, it's not that deep, right?" Chen Fuhan He patted the kid on the shoulder and went back to the shop.

A few days ago, Chen Fuhan hailed a car, and Shangniuwangzhuang brought a cart of pumpkins back. He didn't make any complicated dishes, but just cooked pumpkin porridge according to his old recipe, and opened more than ten big pumpkins every day. , cook bucket after bucket of pumpkin porridge, let the waiter in the store set up a shed at the entrance of their old restaurant, and sell porridge twice a day in the morning and evening, the business is booming.

The price has not been set high. A large bowl of porridge costs five yuan, and the materials are manually deducted. There is probably a profit of more than one yuan. Such a profit is enough.Chen Fuhan was influenced by his grandfather and father since he was a child, and he didn't value money very much. If he didn't bring this thing with him, he would spend it if he had enough, and if there was too much, it would be useless.

The impact of this "Hundred Poison Spectrum" is very far-reaching. It once again sounded the alarm for food safety, and it also deepened everyone's worries about food safety, and made more people pay attention to this issue.Similarly, it has also brought uneasiness to people, one of which is reflected in the difficulty of employment in the city.

It is said that after this "Hundred Poison Spectrum" was uploaded on the Internet, as well as in various news, magazines and newspapers, a considerable number of migrant workers packed their bags and decided to go home. The railway company, which was originally in the off-season of transportation, ushered in another small peak.

On the morning when "Hundred Poisons" was circulated, Luo Meng heard about it from the young people working in Niuwangzhuang, and then in the afternoon, several young people who were going back to the city desperately Buying beans from Luo Meng, they don't know about other places, but they know how the crops are grown in Niuwangzhuang. There is no place where the food is safer than here.

"Why do you buy so many beans, can you live by just eating beans?" Luo Meng was not happy anymore. If things went on like this, his beans would only be enough to sell for a few days, so he set up a purchase limit. Each person is limited to [-] catties at a time, and the excess will not be sold.

"When the time comes, grind the beans and make them into multigrain cakes. Why can't they be eaten as rice?" It's only fifty catties, how much is enough?

"What about the vegetables?" Just a whole grain can do it?

"Soak the beans, and bean sprouts will grow in a few days." Stir-fry the bean sprouts, it's not just a dish.

"Okay, let's buy it in a few days, it's not like I won't come." Everything is sold out, so what else can he use to attract cheap labor?This has to be a steady stream.

In a blink of an eye, it has been two days since "Hundred Poison Spectrum" came out. There is still no movement in Dawan Village, and no one has heard of anyone coming back. Luo Meng reckoned that the people in their village are not that well-informed, and they probably have to get by. It takes two days for a response.

It was less than four o'clock in the morning that day, after Luo Meng finished washing, he still waited for Xiao Shulin on the path outside their yard as usual.This time of day is when Xiao Shulin comes to their yard to practice martial arts. Every time, Luo Meng waits for him on the side of the path. Motivated throughout the day.

On this day, Luo Meng walked a little farther than usual, and was almost at the entrance of the village. Xiao Shulin hadn't come yet, and Luo Meng was squatting bored on the field ridge. The ground rings.

Romon moved over without a sound. His five senses are very sharp now. On the other hand, he can hear the movement at 01:30 very clearly. Now he wants to silence himself, so naturally he can silence it more thoroughly than others .

Luo Meng went to the edge of the grass, stretched his head to look in, and saw an oversized cauliflower snake coiled in the grass, a weasel squatting beside it, and a bunch of dead mice, this is not Huang Daxian and the two thousand five Who could it be?

"Hey!" The weasel yelled softly, and pushed a dead mouse to two thousand five.

"..." The cauliflower snake turned its head aside, it doesn't like to eat dead.

"Chirp!" the weasel yelled again, and pushed the dead mouse towards the snake again.

"Hiss..." The cauliflower snake stuck out its tongue, turned around and wanted to walk away.

"Aw!" The weasel became furious, and jumped in front of the cauliflower snake, and threw the dead mouse in front of it.

"..." The cauliflower snake looked at the weasel, then at the dead mouse, and refused to move.

"!" The weasel persevered, just squatted there and stared at the cauliflower snake.

After an unknown period of time, Romon's legs were almost numb, and the cauliflower snake finally lost the battle and swallowed the dead mouse reluctantly.

"Hey!" the weasel yelled happily, and then handed over another dead mouse.

"Hiss!" The cauliflower snake protested by spitting snake letters a little violently.

"!" The weasel took two steps back vigilantly. After a while, it leaned over again and pushed the dead mouse towards it again.

"..." The cauliflower snake coiled into a ball, refusing to move.

"Hey!" The weasel stretched out its paws and scratched it a few times, urging it to hurry up.

"What are you squatting here to see?" Xiao Shulin got up this morning and wanted to drive to Dawan Village, but he didn't expect the car to have a problem and couldn't start. The people in the yard were still sleeping early in the morning, so it wasn't When repairing the car, I had no choice but to walk over.

"Look at the cauliflower snake eating mice." Romon turned back to the grove and smiled.

As for the weasel and cauliflower snake in the grass, they ran away as soon as they heard Xiao Shulin's movement. It is rare that the weasel still remembered to drag the dead mice before running away, and one of them did not fall.