How to break into a Chinese book

Everyone seems to think that Shen Yi's conclusions drawn from a few dried cloves are a bit outrageous.

This is indeed a kind of food that invigorates the kidneys and yang, but judging from this alone that the young master of the Duan family has some serious illnesses that cannot be mentioned, seems a bit too arbitrary.

Yu Yan was the first to raise an objection: "Impossible."

Lu Qiushan also shook his head and said, "I also think it's unlikely."

Shen Yi glanced at the two of them: "Why are you so sure? Do you know anything inside?"

Yu Yan quickly said: "What can we know..."

Don't underestimate these dried cloves.

Shen Yi gently crushed the cloves with his fingers, and there was a refreshing fragrance on his fingertips.

It seemed that the thing he found in the kitchen was inconspicuous, and it seemed to be less decisive than the evidence of the other people.

But this lilac told Shen Yi two possibilities.

Either that Duan Wangsheng really broke his health by hanging out at the fireworks site, or...someone thought he was broken.

Compared with the other two, Jiang Yan was obviously much calmer. He pointed to the location of the wing not far away, and asked Yu Yan: "Does Duan Wangsheng's wife live there?"

Yu Yan looked as if she didn't want to recall: "You should be mentally prepared. If you want to see it... it's best to go together."

They bypassed the front bedrooms and came to the innermost wing room on the west side, only then did they understand why Yu Yan made such a warning.

I don't know if it's because of the rainy weather or the poor lighting of the windows, but the whole room is pitch black, different from the darkness where you can't see your fingers. It's foggy, and you can only see the outline of the person who is clearly in front of you.

It is the hazy feeling that a highly myopic person takes off his glasses.

But there was no unpleasant musty smell in such a gloomy house.

Perhaps the entire Duan family was surrounded by cloves, and even this dark and airtight wing room was filled with a faint smell of cloves.

Liu Fu followed behind them, perhaps afraid of disturbing Madam's rest, he whispered: "Guests, I'm going to light the lamps."

Not long after the words fell, some dim lights began to appear around.

Only then did a few people see clearly the scene inside the house.

Duan Wangsheng is a very Western-style person, who reads modern poems, uses pens, and even arranges Western-style stoves and cabinets in the kitchen, but his wife's room is quaint and Confucian.

The boudoir bed is carved with maroon pear blossom wood, the beams and carved baffles tightly surround the bed, and there is even a silk embroidered bed curtain hanging in front of the bed.

The wardrobe and dressing table in the house are all Chinese-style, all old-fashioned mahogany.

A pair of lavender embroidered shoes was placed beside the bed, and a figure could be vaguely seen lying on the bed.

A few people approached quietly, and saw the system introduction of the person on the bed: [An Jinfu: Duan Wangsheng's wife, NPC]

The crunch of her feet on the wooden floor seemed to wake the occupant of the bed, and she rolled over, her face uncovered.

This made several people almost exclaim.

With a pale face, haggard face, black eyes and drooping corners of the mouth, this is simply an old lady who is exhausted!

But her hair was black, as if she was sucked out of her energy overnight by some evildoer, and turned into a layer of old bark in an instant.

An Jinfu saw a few people, she opened her mouth, and there was a hissing sound in her throat, unable to speak.

Liufu quickly went up to greet him: "Madam, Madam and the others are guests who came to attend the young master's funeral, and came to visit you..."

Yu Yan was so scared that she moved her eyes away, not daring to look in the direction of the bed.

Shen Yi didn't have any particular sense of fear.

He just felt a little strange.

This An Jinfu looked like she was dying of old age, but her eyes were not cloudy like those of an old man.

From the moment she saw a few people, her eyes were glued to them and never left, as if... She wanted to say something to them.

Jiang Yan walked around the house, and then stood still in front of a photo frame in front of the vanity mirror.

Inside the photo frame is a black and white photo, which seems to be the wedding photo of Duan Wangsheng and An Jinfu.

The difference with this An Jinfu is that the woman in the photo is wearing a white Republican-style wedding dress, her face is young and beautiful, and the smile on her face is full of happiness.

Liufu knew that several people were curious, so he immediately wanted to drag them out to talk.

But Jiang Yan found another thing behind the photo frame.

A reddish-brown wood-grained box the size of a cosmetic box, with a lock on it.

Just as Liu Fu wanted to stop it, Jiang Yan had already carried the box and walked out expressionlessly, and he didn't forget to turn around and urge: "Didn't you want to go out and talk?"

When they returned to the middle courtyard, Liufu tried to snatch the box back from Jiang Yan with a mournful face: "Young Master Yan, don't dare to touch this thing. This is a box given to Madam by the Young Master. Madam is very concerned about it!"

As soon as Jiang Yan raised his hand, Liu Fu flew into the air.

He looked at the fat old man who was bouncing about in front of him expressionlessly: "This is very likely to contain the evidence of Miss Lilac. Don't you want to know who killed your young master?"

Liufu was startled, and slowly lowered his hands.

"I want to know who killed the young master, and I want to... let my wife get better as soon as possible." Liu Fu sighed, "I came to Duan's house with my wife, or... the entire Duan family's property is Madame brought it from An's house."

"Madam has been married to Duan's family for five years. At first they got married very well, but later the young master always said that he has a girl like lilac in his heart, and that lilac is his favorite."

"The husband and wife have gradually become estranged." Liu Fu looked up at the crowd, his eyes were very sincere, "But the madam still loves the young master deeply, and the young master died suddenly. You have also seen what our wife has become..."

"She used to be so dignified and beautiful, but the death of the young master turned her into an old woman overnight!"

Liufu looked at the wooden box in Jiang Yan's arms: "This is the only gift the young master gave to Madam, and Madam has always regarded it as a treasure."

All eyes were on this wooden box.

The wooden box is well-made, and the gaps are tightly fastened. It seems that only by finding a way can the lock be opened.

Luk Fook continued to advance the plot: "The lock of this box should be hidden by the wife, you have to look for it..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "click".

Jiang Yan poked open the seam of the box with a knife expressionlessly.

Liufu:? ? ?

The box was indeed strong. Jiang Yan pried open a crack, but still couldn't open it completely.

The lock part is stuck firmly.

Lufu breathed a sigh of relief: "You still have to find the key..."

In the next second, Jiang Yan easily pulled off the lock.

The lid of the box fell to the ground in pieces, revealing a stack of papers hidden inside.

Liufu: ...

There are a few pieces of paper that are written on prescriptions, most of which are medicines for nourishing qi and tonifying the kidney, and a few pieces that seem to be makeup secrets or something like that. It seems normal for women to study these for their own beauty.

Almost everyone's attention was on those prescriptions.

These prescriptions are enough to prove that Shen Yi's guess about Duan Musheng's physical condition through eating cloves is correct.

Duan Wangsheng became less and less concerned about the couple's affairs, while An Jinfu thought it was her husband's health problem.

She either put these prescriptions in the ingredients to nourish him, or Duan Wangsheng impatiently rejected the medicine, so she had no choice but to focus on Clove.

Doesn't he love cloves the most?

Then use cloves as a primer and stew some tonic for him to drink.

Lu Qiushan analyzed: "Now put everyone's clues together, the most likely person to kill Duan Wangsheng is his wife An Jinfu."

Yu Yan said: "Then An Jinfu is that Lilac girl? We want to take her blood?"

"On the surface, we have only met three NPCs so far, and only An Jinfu is a woman, and she has enough reasons to kill Duan Wangsheng. Duan Wangsheng is not loyal to his wife, spends time outside, and always says that he misses his first love, his wife who has been with him for a long time He was driven to a dead end."

Jiang Yandao: "But it is doubtful whether An Jinfu is our task target. Liufu told us that Duan Wangsheng had lilacs by his side after his death. Quoted above; moreover, since An Jinfu hates Duan Musheng, why did she grow old overnight because of sadness?"

"And this matter is going so smoothly, I always feel that something is wrong." Jiang Yan looked at Lu Qiushan, "By the way, is the book with lilac flowers that you got from the study still there?"

"Here!" Lu Qiushan just took out the thin booklet from his pocket, when a figure suddenly appeared beside him and snatched the things in his hand.

It is Duan Jiayu, cousin of Duan Wangsheng.

Holding the album called "Lilac" as if he had found a treasure, he said viciously to several people: "This is drawn by my brother before he was alive, and every stroke was copied by him. Now that he is gone, how about this book?" The book must go with him too!"

After speaking, he ran towards the mourning hall without looking back.

It was too late when they found out that something was wrong, Duan Jiayu threw the album into the brazier devoutly, and the album was quickly reduced to ashes together with the paper money.

Yu Yan said regretfully: "If we had known, we would have studied that album first!"

Lu Qiushan shrugged: "What do you want to study? It's just some lilac flowers of different colors, nothing can be seen at all."

The inconclusive evidence was hastily burned, which can only prove what secret this Duan Jiayu wanted to hide from them.

Shen Yi walked over and squatted beside Duan Jiayu who was burning paper: "What are you trying to hide?"

Duan Jiayu glanced at him: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Okay." Shen Yi said calmly, "Then I think you are very important to your brother, why don't you burn him too?"

Duan Jiayu:? ? ?

This cousin has a bad temper. From the very beginning, he couldn't get used to Shen Yi, a dandy young master. Now it is like the brazier in front of him, and he ignited: "What did you say?! Say this in front of the deceased. In other words, I don’t think you came to the funeral at all, but to make trouble?!”

Shen Yi was not annoyed either, and remained calm and calm: "Okay, then I'll ask you in another way."

"Did you kill Duan Wangsheng?"

Duan Jiayu: ...

"I'll kill you!" Duan Jiayu was so angry that he wanted to put a brazier on Shen Yi's head, but luckily Liu Fu came over quickly and stopped him.

Shen Yi looked thoughtfully at the man with his teeth and claws in front of him.

There are three NPCs in total, one Liufu acts as a guide, one An Jinfu is the biggest suspect, and there is one irascible cousin left, who has no sense of existence and always does bad things.

The less suspicious a person is, the more suspicious he is...

Shen Yi was rubbing his chin to think, when suddenly someone beside him gave him a hand.

It's Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan dragged Shen Yi behind him, and used his body to separate him from Duan Jiayu, who was furious and ready to pounce on someone at any time.

Then he glanced back at him, his eyes a little casual: "Can't see that he wants to beat you up? Why don't you hide?"

Over there, Liufu repeatedly apologized to several people.

"Four guests, it's getting late, why don't we have dinner first?" He persuaded Yu Yitong from the Duan family, and after making sure that he would stop making trouble, he took them to the restaurant.

The round tables in the restaurant have been prepared, but the dishes don't look very good.

Sitting at the table, the four of them looked at the half-inch thick braised beef, cucumber slices soaked in vinegar, steamed pumpkin that was so soft that it was almost mushy, and a series of dark dishes. They really didn't know what to eat.

Luk Fook still warmly greeted from the side: "You guys, eat quickly, you're welcome!"

As he spoke, he kept pouring wine for them.

Jiang Yan has been to wilderness dungeons before, and he is used to eating raw or not eating for a few days.

He still moved his chopsticks first, and put a piece of beef into his mouth.

Then he frowned and chewed for a long time like eating bark before swallowing it.

Several people looked at him with pale faces: "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Yan: "It can be eaten."

Shen Yi: ...

just forget it.

He got up and went into the kitchen, and researched the various ingredients stored in the cellar.

There was a piece of beef instead.

Fat and thin, with a lot of butter.

Looking back at the cabinet of various spices in Duan's kitchen, he suddenly had an idea.

So after a while, the few people who were sitting in the restaurant fighting with the unbiteable beef suddenly smelled a tantalizing aroma.

Yu Yan was the first to react: "Hot pot?"

That is the unique spicy aroma of Sichuan-Chongqing butter hot pot.

The slightly pungent spicy taste mixed with the oily and fragrant butter taste makes people drool before seeing the bottom of the pot.

Yu Yan rushed to the kitchen excitedly, and happened to meet Shen Yi coming out with a pot of bright red butter.

Among the pile of pots and pans in Duan's house was a copper hot pot, so he simply poured the prepared hot pot base into it.

Served on the bottom of the pot, the rich aroma instantly filled the entire restaurant.

Even the whole courtyard of Duan's family was filled with the smell of hot pot.

The original elegant clove smell was instantly replaced by the domineering hot pot smell, and the misty lilac courtyard became a fragrant hot pot city.

Lu Fu and Duan Jiayu on the side had never seen this kind of scene at all, and their eyes were straightened when they were seduced by the fragrance.

Shen Yi was adding carbon to the bottom of the brass hot pot, and soon the bottom of the pot was boiling red.

A layer of bright red butter is bubbling, and all kinds of peppercorns, peppers and fragrant leaves are rolled up from the bottom of the soup, followed by a more intense aroma of numbness.

Yu Yan sucked in a mouthful of saliva, and said in surprise: "There are still hot pot ingredients in this family?"

Shen Yi shook his head: "No, I just fired this."

"You know how to fry Sichuan-style hotpot ingredients?!" Lu Qiushan's eyes widened and he asked incredulously, "Are you a chef? Why are you so good!"

Shen Yi smiled and didn't answer, and instructed the two people beside him who were drooling: "There are vegetables in the kitchen, and the beef rolls I just sliced, you can bring them out."

Soon, all kinds of hot pot dishes have been served.

Beef rolls, potato chips, tofu, and various seasonal vegetables are no worse than hot pot restaurants.

Yu Yan boiled a piece of beef, stuffed it into her mouth with satisfaction, and almost cried: "God knows how long I haven't eaten hot pot! Do you know how expensive it is to eat hot pot at the system restaurant? Ten points! And a little It's not delicious either..."

"As a Chongqing native, I can eat such authentic hot pot in the game..." Yu Yan looked at Shen Yi with admiration, "I declare that from now on, the person I admire the most is not Brother Yan, but Shen Yi!"

Generally, this kind of Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot with too strong spicy taste is difficult for people who don't like spicy food, but Lu Qiushan was so sweaty that he buried his head in eating, and his eyes didn't look right.

While eating, I did not forget to explain: "I am from Hunan, and I like spicy food very much!"

"Chef Shen, what's your dormitory number?" Lu Qiushan became more sincere, "Can I come to your house to join you after this pass? I can pay for the food!"

Shen Yi was also hungry, so he didn't chat with them too much, and happily cooked meat.

After eating for a while, he realized that Jiang Yan beside him was staring at the boiling hot pot, motionless as a mountain.

"Why don't you eat?"

Hot pot is very tempting, but he... doesn't like spicy food.

Jiang Yan was a little irritated by the steaming atmosphere and aroma on the table, but his eyes accidentally fell on Shen Yi's red lips stained by chili oil.

His fair cheeks were pink, his nose was sweating a little, his lips were ruddy, and he was smooching non-stop because of the heat.

Jiang Yan quickly looked away, suddenly wanting to take a bite of chili to calm himself down.

Yu Yan who was on the side answered Shen Yi's question for him: "Yan Shen probably can't eat spicy food, right? Hahaha, you have no luck!"

That's a bit pathetic.

But everyone else was eating, so it didn't matter if he was so hungry.

Shen Yi was thinking about getting some clear soup to wash him down, when the two NPCs beside him finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Liufu looked at Shen Yi very flatteringly: "Master Shen, can you give us a taste of your hot pot?"

"You, of course." Liu Fu excitedly went to fetch the stool as if he had been pardoned, and Duan Jiayu hurriedly followed.

Shen Yi grabbed his sleeve: "You want to eat too?"

Duan Jiayu reluctantly looked away from the hot pot, swallowed, and nodded in humiliation.

Shen Yi smiled and said: "My lord does not remember the faults of villains, nor does he remember your grudges."

"But..." He narrowed his eyes, "You have to answer me a question."

Duan Jiayu frowned, as if struggling for a long time, finally surrendered to the hot pot, sat beside Shen Yi and said obediently: "You ask."

"Did you kill Duan Wangsheng?"

Duan Jiayu shook his head: "How is it possible."

"Then who do you think it is?"

"I think..." Duan Jiayu looked into his eyes, "I think it's you."

After speaking, he pointed to Jiang Yan: "Oh, and him."

Everyone put down their chopsticks and looked at Duan Jiayu for no reason.

Shen Yi is also a little baffled, what the hell, how could he kill people, he is just an ordinary and innocent young master.

"Because my brother was drinking with you the night before his death, I think it is very likely that he died suddenly from drinking too much."

Shen Yi was a little puzzled by the unknown plot: "Duan Wangsheng is drinking with us? Why?"

Duan Jiayu's eyes wandered around the table, and finally fell on Shen Yi's face, and asked uncertainly: "Are you sure you want me to tell? How about I tell you in private..."

There is nothing to be afraid of when you walk upright and sit upright!

Shen Yiyi said righteously: "Say it now, in front of everyone!"

"Oh." Duan Jiayu said, "My brother was invited to drink by you that night, and it was said to be a celebration banquet for you and Jiang Yan's [-]-day love."

Shen Yi:? ? ?