Chapter 1003 Wei Min Accepts Potato Grain

Lieutenant General Zhao choked at the scolding. Young Master Zhao was also mortified, but he mustered up the courage to ask, "Madam Cui, Third Brother Mi and Cousin Mi came to seek justice because the food at the fried food shop was contaminated with filth. The shop assistants denied it, so they smashed the shop in anger. It's understandable."

"I just didn't know that I had offended you in the store... I, the juniors, would like to kneel down and apologize to you on behalf of my third brother Mi and my cousin Mi. I also ask that you be merciful and give me a chance to mend my ways."

After saying this, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Madam Cui sat in a chair, looking down at the kneeling Young Master Zhao, then at Lieutenant General Zhao, her eyes filled with coldness. "Is this the son you, Lieutenant General Zhao, raised? His words are so harsh. Could it be that if I don't let Mi Sanlang go, I'm being unkind to the younger generation?!"

"On the battlefield, in the enemy army, there are many people who are younger than you, Lieutenant General Zhao. If you encounter them, will you show mercy to them?!"

"When the younger generation does something wrong, they don't think about bearing the consequences, but only want the elders to be merciful. If the elders don't forgive them, then the elders are unkind. What a fallacy!"

Young Master Zhao turned pale and looked at his father in panic.

Deputy General Zhao's waist was almost bent to his knees. "Madam Cui, please calm down. My son is young and he is eager to save his classmates, so he said nonsense."

Madam Cui: "Young? My grandfather followed Emperor Taizong to conquer the country when he was only ten years old. Is your son less than ten years old?!"

Deputy General Zhao/Young Master Zhao: "..."

You are being so picky with words and you are being unreasonable.

Mrs. Cui seemed to see through their thoughts and said the next moment, "I have always been a reasonable person and have always run my family by reason. I will arrest Mi Sanlang today because they are suspected of falsely accusing this explosives shop!"

"False accusation?" Young Master Zhao was shocked.

"Look at how naive and foolish you were that day. I don't even want to say anything more about you." Mrs. Cui complained and then said, "Mi Sanlang said that the fried food bought from the fried food shop was contaminated with dirt, but the fried food had already left the shop. There's no way to prove that the rat fur in the fried food came from the fried food shop. Maybe someone stuffed it in there."

"How is it possible? Third Brother Mi is the son of a famous scholar. The Mi family is a prominent family that rose to prominence during the Great Yong period. The family tradition is the most upright. How could they do such a deliberate false accusation?!" Young Master Zhao didn't believe it.

He had a blind trust in the children of aristocratic families, especially those from famous scholars and teachers.

"Oh, so you're stupid." Madam Cui said, "In the last years of the Yong Dynasty, many so-called noble families offered their daughters to the enemy in order to protect themselves. Mi..."

"Mrs. Cui, please be careful with your words and don't tarnish the reputation of your family!" Mi Sanlang hurriedly interrupted Mrs. Cui, his face pale with fear.

Outside the fried food shop, there were layers of people watching the fun. If the truth that in the last years of the Great Yong Dynasty, men from aristocratic families offered their women to the enemy in order to protect themselves were made public, how would the aristocratic families still have any face left?

I'm afraid they will be spitted upon by the people of Wei: What a famous family, it's clearly a family of pimps who sell their daughters to survive!

The female guard leader was also there, reminding Madam Cui: "We must unite."

Fine.

Madam Cui finally changed her tune and said, "What I want to say is that no matter how prestigious our ancestors are, there's no guarantee that our descendants won't commit false accusations."

"And the Wei law clearly states that if something happens again after leaving the shop and out of public view, complete evidence must be produced, otherwise it will be suspected of false accusations!"

"If not, wouldn't everyone be able to buy things, stuff filth into them, and use it to destroy the store?"

This?

After hearing this, Young Master Zhao finally realized where he was wrong.

"Madam Cui, today I saw rat fur in the fried food that my cousin ate, and in anger I smashed the store. It was my fault. I know I was wrong. Please ask the grocery store to report me to the police and punish me according to Wei law. I will bear the consequences!" Mi Sanlang said, looking very responsible.

Haha, Madam Cui laughed: "You really can attack or defend. This strategy of yours is quite good. It's a pity that I don't want to report it to the authorities now."

"Then what does Madam Cui want to do?" Young Master Zhao asked with a frown, feeling that Madam Cui was a bit unreasonable. Third Brother Mi had admitted his mistake and was willing to report himself to the police, so why was Madam Cui still holding on to him?

"Zhao family's eldest son, listen to my advice. Don't take the imperial examination. You are not cut out to be an official." Mrs. Cui gave sincere advice.

Young Master Zhao was confused: "???"

"Zhao Dawa, come and try this fried food." Mrs. Cui handed him a plate of fried meatballs.

"Huh?" Young Master Zhao was confused, but he didn't dare to disobey. He reached out to take the plate, picked up a fried meatball and started eating.

Deputy General Zhao asked worriedly, "Boss, are you okay?"

Don’t let anything bad happen to you from eating this.

"Dad, it's delicious. You should try it too." Young Master Zhao handed the plate to Lieutenant General Zhao.

Deputy General Zhao glanced at Madam Cui, and the old woman glared at him, frightening him so much that he immediately picked up the fried meatballs and started eating them. He ate several in a row and said, "Mm, they are really delicious!"

"Do you and your son know what ingredients these fried meatballs are made of?" asked Mrs. Cui.

The Zhao family father and son said: "I don't know? What is it made of? It tastes a bit like chestnuts, but is it made of chestnuts?"

"Little Bai, go get the potatoes for making fried meatballs and bring them here for everyone to see." Mrs. Cui called Xiaobai.

"Hey." Xiaobai immediately took a few people dressed as waiters to the well in the backyard, fished out two jars, and moved the jars to the door of the fried food shop.

Madam Cui stood up and stood at the gate with Xiaobai. Facing the crowd, she said, "I'm sure you're all curious about what ingredients are used to make this new fried food. Today, the Fried Food Shop will show you the original ingredients."

The crowd that had come to watch the fun was surprised and asked, "Madam Cui, isn't this fried food made with acorns and other mountain nuts, plus beans?"

A month ago, this half-dead old shop launched a new fried food. It is very fragrant, delicious and cheap. You can buy a full plate for ten cents.

How could people living outside the city expect to live a comfortable life? Seeing that they could eat fried food with oil and water for just ten cents, they went on a buying spree.

Many people are curious and ask what this fried food is made of?

The people in the shop said that it was made by mixing wild nuts from the mountains, soybeans, kudzu starch and other grains into a ball and then frying it.

After hearing this, everyone believed it and asked the fried food shop not to raise the price, make more, and keep selling it to them.

But today he suddenly changed his mind and said it was made from potatoes.

"What potatoes? Are they real food? They won't kill people, will they?!" A half-slave deliberately started a conversation in the crowd, causing panic among them.

But the fried food they ate for a month wasn't in vain. Soon, a customer started to retort, "Who are these evil people who dare to slander this fried food shop? We've been eating this fried food for a month, and there's nothing wrong with it."

“The biggest problem is that it’s cheap and lucrative!”

Hahahaha, as soon as these words were spoken, a burst of laughter broke out on the street.

After the laughter died down, everyone continued to defend the fried food: "Yes, so many people have eaten it, and not just once or twice, but for a month, and there are no problems, it's very good!"

Unknowingly, the people of Wei had already accepted wild yams and sweet potatoes, two types of potatoes that contemporary northerners had hardly ever seen.