usatvline Chapter 279: The Iron-Barreled Yan Gui Pavilion
Chapter 279: The Iron-Barreled Yan Gui Pavilion
"What about the others? Are there any that are really unpalatable?" An Qiao was taking notes carefully at the side, for no other reason than she was afraid of stepping on someone's sore spot.
It would be fine if one or two people dislike it, but if everyone dislikes it, the reputation may plummet because of a drink, which is not worth the loss.
"Everything else is fine, but I don't know if it's because of the mulberries, but the teeth or tongue may turn purple after eating. Some girls may mind this." Lixia said seriously. Mulberries were added to her cup. Although her teeth did not turn purple, her tongue was slightly purple.
After seeing this, the little girl burst into laughter.
“Hahahahahahaha, little lady, you have to be careful. If you’re not careful you might turn into a monster.”
"This is so funny. It looks like you ate too much purple stuff."
An Qiao then realized the problem. In fact, even modern mulberries can easily turn a person's tongue purple, but it always feels like one has to eat a small plateful before that will happen.
I didn't expect that three or four mulberries would have such a powerful effect when added to an iced drink.
"Well, I'm afraid this thing can't be sold. What if a girl is not careful and makes a scene? It will be very troublesome." An Qiao said softly. This thing is difficult to wash even if it is on a dress or a handkerchief.
The others nodded in unison.
Everyone was listless in the hot afternoon. In spring and autumn, the lakeside was always full of people at this time, but now it was too hot and no one wanted to sit by the lake.
There were quite a few young ladies who had borrowed books from the library and were sitting in the corridor in groups of three or four reading.
The small milk tea shop inside the restaurant has also been crowded recently, and its business almost overshadows the restaurant.
Apart from the milk tea shop, Huancailou has the best business. Nowadays, in Kyoto Prefecture, many people think that this soap is really easy to use, and word of it has spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred.
There were many customers in Huancailou, and even customers who had bought things there before wanted to come back and buy some more.
The price is not high and it gives you face when you give it away, who wouldn’t want to?
Not to mention those unmarried young ladies, who don’t have much to play with. Now, in Huancai Tower, they can make their own sachets and mix creams and powders.
Recently, a new fashion trend has emerged in Kyoto Prefecture, and everyone is competing to see whose homemade fragrance smells better.
Recently, many young ladies have even used their favorite floral scents to mix fragrances, and then happily advertised that it is their original body odor.
It would be fine if the scents didn't clash, but it would be awkward if the scents were the same or similar.
But they are just the stuff of young girls, and they can't cause much trouble. At most, they are just some jealousy dramas.
Therefore, the business of Huancailou is not affected at all. Besides, every time a spice is used up, the taste may be slightly different when you buy new ones.
This pleases everyone even more, and the taste is different every time, which means it is very playable and there are many things that can be made.
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The group from Dali Temple finally finished their meal and drank the bayberry ice drink that An Qiao had just made. After eating and drinking my fill, I slowly left the Kyoto Restaurant and headed towards Yangui Pavilion.
"Shaoqing, do we need to solve the case seriously?" Zhao Huaiqing was a little undecided. Since he had gone there, would there be clues hidden?
"We just do whatever they borrow us for. If we find anything unusual or any new clues, just report it to them." Gu Qingyun said calmly.
What's so difficult about this? Since you are borrowing this person, you shouldn't interfere too much in his/her affairs.
"But, what do you think is going on with this Yangui Pavilion?" Zhao Huaiqing asked again. This has almost become an occupational disease for everyone in the Dali Temple.
There is an inexplicable curiosity about the place where the murder took place.
"Maybe it was done by the rivals. Otherwise, there would be no vested interests. Why were they all kept in that building?" Xinhai said carelessly. The spicy chicken he had eaten at noon today made the corners of his mouth numb, and now he felt his mouth was burning when he spoke.
"I don't know. Don't jump to conclusions. What if they just want to keep people in the building?" Gu Qingyun replied. This matter may be a coincidence, or it may be just revenge by the enemy.
They didn't see any clues or read any case files. They just received the news and discussed it like ordinary people.
It was almost 15 p.m. when they arrived at Yangui Pavilion.
As expected, it was surrounded like an iron barrel, and there were many people standing outside. Some were curious people who were eager to see something fall out of it. Some were relatives of the person involved, waiting eagerly.
The carriages parked on the street corners were more magnificent than each other, and they all belonged to large families.
Gu Qingyun even saw the Gu family's carriage inside. He wondered which cousin was causing trouble again.
However, they did not linger at the door. Since they were already there, they had to go in.
Moreover, in such situations, everyone in the Dali Temple always has some experience, and it is always better to be inside than outside.
If you were outside, within a quarter of an hour you would be surrounded by people who came to pick up the "child" and would find it difficult to escape.
"You are finally here, please help us." The governor of Kyoto was already sweating profusely.
In order to display the magnificent mural, and probably to protect the business from being watched by outsiders in the future, Yangui Pavilion has almost no windows on the first floor.
The side windows were small and flat, and one couldn't see anything inside. The structure of the inn made it seem even more crowded and stuffy.
People upstairs are lucky because they all have their own rooms and windows, so they don’t have to suffer like this on the first floor.
But the people on the first floor who paid to come in were suffering. Several of them who looked like they had some money were now wilted, and even their belts were loose, which really affected their appearance.
"What do you need us to do?" Gu Qingyun asked calmly.
"Leave the first floor to us. It's too hot here. You can go to the second floor and start asking questions." The Governor of Kyoto is the kind of person whose scheming will be clearly written on his face whenever he does something.
Gu Qingyun only felt his eyebrows raised, "Aren't you willing to pretend? Big brother?"
Although it was very hot on the first floor, almost no one dared to disobey the government. The situation was different on the second, third, and even fourth floors.
Logically speaking, it seems that the higher the floor, the more difficult it is to offend someone.
But Gu Qingyun did not say anything. After all, there were too many people on the first floor and they had many opinions. In fact, it didn't matter. Anyway, it was not the Dali Temple that made the final judgment. They were just helping to inquire.
Starting from the second floor, it means that the prefect was not in a position to push all the third and fourth floors to the Dali Temple. He himself knew that it was a bit unfair.