Chapter 1505

The boss served the food very quickly, and soon the table was full of dishes. Ye Feng and Lu Qingqing were not like Zhao Dongqiang. They consumed a lot of physical strength. They smelled the delicious food and felt hungry.

Good wine and good food, good wine and good cheer, a great blessing in life.

Most of the dishes in tiantianle restaurant are fresh and delicious. No wonder the business is so good.

Ye Feng looked at more than a dozen stalls on the square at the head of Yushui bridge. This one was the best in business and had no empty seats. In a short time, people came to ask if there were any free tables. Some even stood around waiting and did not go to other people's homes.

Meanwhile, in yushuiqiao square, there is a customer who comes to the stall again. Although the tables and chairs are clean and tidy, and the lights are shining, there are no guests. The empty scene is in sharp contrast to the bustling scene here.

When he was full of wine and food, Ye Feng took the excuse to go to the toilet, left his seat and smoked a cigarette. While enjoying the breeze at night by the river, he suddenly heard a sound of chanting scriptures.

Along with the reputation, there are three monks on the Yushui bridge, wearing yellow robes, sprinkling some white Ming paper to the surging river, and chanting words.

Behind them are two sad middle-aged couples. The middle-aged women constantly twitch their shoulders and cry into tears. They are obviously very sad,

Ye Feng has a good eyesight and sees a mysterious character embroidered on the chest of three monks' robes.

It turned out to be the monk of Xuankong Temple. His voice was full of vitality, his face was calm and calm, and he was different.

It seems that it is here to escape the souls of the dead. In such a large river area, it is inevitable that some people will fall into the water and die miserably in the river. The monks of Xuankong Temple surpass the souls of the dead, which can be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtues.

Zhao Dongqiang also came over and smilingly took a bag of hard China, hard fortress to Ye Feng.

"Master, if you haven't returned to your seat for a long time, I know you've smoked here. I've got a good pack of cigarettes here. Master, take it and smoke."

Ye Feng pushed away Zhao Dongqiang's hand: "I have a lot of good cigarettes. You can keep them and smoke them."

Zhao Dongqiang stuffed it again: "Hey, master, I'm a disciple. If you don't take a pack of cigarettes, you can take it. If you don't, you won't give face."

Ye Feng put the cigarette into his pocket and said with a smile, "your face is not worth this pack of cigarettes."

He also saw the monk who was doing it: "a monk came. Alas, three days ago, there was a 10-year-old boy who fell into the water by the nearby river. Later, he was rescued, but he became a vegetable. What a pity."

Ye Feng light way: "life and death, wealth in the sky, life and death, six reincarnation, there is no need to see too much."

Zhao Dongqiang was a little puzzled and said: "recently, five people have fallen into the water in a row, and four people have all died. This child is not dead, but a vegetable. I don't know when to wake up."

"Oh, five in a row?"

Ye Feng's heart flashed a question, one or two people fell into the water, not surprising, but five people in a row, it is a bit suspicious.

At this time, a song's voice came: "master, ah Qiang, come back quickly. Ah Qiang, are you afraid to drink with me and run out to hide?"

Stimulated by a song, a Qiang urged: "master, let's go back and have two more drinks. The guy a song is almost drunk. Ha ha, he still insists that he can drink me. I'll let them both..."

Ye Feng is ready to go back to his seat. Suddenly, he hears the guests at the table beside him. He throws down his chopsticks and lies down on the ground. He moans bitterly.

Seeing someone lying under the table, Ye Feng thought that the man was drunk at the beginning, but when he saw his stomach rolling and his forehead full of sweat, he knew that he was ill.

Strange to say, just when the man fell to the ground and groaned in pain, there were people on other tables who had the same symptoms. Every day, there were more than ten tables where guests groaned under their stomachs.

It looks like acute enteritis, symptoms of acute appendicitis.

If it's just a guest like this, maybe the guest's quality is poor and he's sick. More than a dozen table guests and more than ten people get sick together. It's easy to feel that it's food poisoning.

The boss was flustered. The dishes on that day were fresh, and the cooks had followed him for several years. The kitchen fully met the hygiene standards. How could there be so many people suffering from food poisoning? It was not enough to make money.

Some people poured hot water, some people made emergency calls, and all of a sudden, they were in a mess every day, and the people around were talking about it, most of them were making wild guesses.

"Boss, did you use gutter oil?"

"How can it be? It's all salad oil bought by supermarkets, regular manufacturers and non genetically modified oil."

"Has Jiangxian gone bad?"

"Oh, it's all fish and shrimps salvaged that day. None of them are dead."

"No way. So many people have food poisoning. You have to be responsible."

"Boss, if there's something wrong with our friend, I'll blow up your shop."

The boss couldn't help crying: "my daily ingredients are the freshest and the best. I respect the opinions of every customer. God will punish me for what I have done. I borrowed a million yuan to rent this store. I'm going to lose money. "Ye Feng sees the boss cry pitifully, in the heart gives birth to a trace of sympathy.

For a time, tiantianle restaurant was like a frying pan. Those guests quarreled with each other and accused the boss of deceiving customers and using something bad to make so many people food poisoning.

Ye Feng and their drink almost, heard that someone food poisoning, also dare not eat, a song drank a little too much, he did not care about this, others food poisoning has nothing to do with himself, continue to eat with vegetables.

"A song, someone's food poisoning, you dare to eat."

"What I'm afraid of, it's not my food poisoning. Come on, whatever they are, we'll drink ours."

Doctor parents heart, so many people food poisoning, look distressed, Ye Feng intends to help.

One of the guests even rolled his eyes and was almost unconscious. His relatives and friends were busy pinching people for him, but the effect was not very obvious.

Ye Feng quickly walked over: "I am a doctor, let me come."

It is said that Ye Feng is a doctor, and those people like to see a Bodhisattva in distress, both hands bow to each other: "doctor, do good, you must save him."

"Don't make a noise. Let me have a closer look."

Looking at the symptoms of these people, he also thought it was food poisoning. The wise God scanned a patient's abdomen, but found that the patient's abdomen did not have black gas.

He was stunned. The eye of the knowing God was opened from the beginning to the present, but he never saw the wrong situation. What happened was that the eye of the God who knew the destiny was not working today?

No way. These people are sweating with pain. They are not pretending.