Kryptonians come to the second dimension

Ye Wudao knew that the "they" mentioned by Xiang Feiyu were referring to the old Prime Minister and Xiang Feitian.

These two people are really not ordinary evil-hearted people.

Xiang Feier said: "Brother, I have lost weight recently and don't want to eat braised pork ribs."

"Just make some of your home-cooked meals."

Xiang Fei'er wanted to taste for herself how much suffering her brother had endured on a daily basis.

this……

Xiang Feiyu was a little embarrassed.

Xiang Concubine said: "Brother, you don't want me to cook in person."

Xiang Feiyu glared at the peasant woman resentfully, then walked to the simple kitchen and started working.

The peasant woman said to the old skinny monkey farmer, "Brother Liu, you can stay and eat too."

"Xiang Feiyu doesn't have much ability, but if I tell you, his cooking skills are pretty good."

"Let's fix two gu at noon. This can be regarded as an apology for Xiang Feiyu's contradicting you."

The skinny monkey old farmer didn't refuse, and readily agreed: "Okay, I have to give you this face."

Ye Wudao said softly to Concubine Xiang: "Concubine Xiang, can you bear this?"

Xiang Fei'er glanced at Ye Wudao, with a sinister smile on her lips: "Forbearance? You are thinking too much."

"I, Concubine Xiang, can be bullied by others, but if they bully my brother, I will make them pay a hundred times the price!"

Not long after, Xiang Feiyu prepared the food and served it on the table.

Xiang Feiyu's family was very poor and had no food, only a leftover cabbage.

Fortunately, Xiang Feiyu is quite proficient in cooking. He cooked four dishes for this cabbage. ŴŴŴ.

Pearl jade soup, spicy stir-fried cabbage, cold cabbage heart, and cucumber.

The so-called Pearl Jade Soup is just cabbage pimple soup.

For Xiang Feiyu, this meal was luxurious enough.

However, in Xiang Fei'er's eyes, these meals were simply inferior to pig food.

Xiang Feiyu smiled honestly and said: "Sister, I'm sorry, it's no use being an elder brother... Let's make do with it first."

Um.

Xiang Fei'er picked up her chopsticks and picked up a piece of cabbage. She was stunned as soon as she took a bite.

Hard to swallow.

It tastes as bad as it tastes.

This dish seemed to have too much salt and was very bitter.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Feiyu saw something wrong with Xiang Fei'er's expression and asked quickly: "Sister, is it not to your liking?"

Xiang Fei'er chewed hard and forced a smile: "Brother, do you eat this kind of food on weekdays?"

hehe.

The peasant woman mocked: "On his dead wages, there is no way he can eat vegetables. On weekdays, he only eats steamed buns and grains of salt."

elder brother……

Xiang Fei'er choked up, but she couldn't swallow the food in her throat no matter what.

Ye Wudao also picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks and tasted it. He vomited after just one bite.

Bitter, unpalatable, and with a fishy smell.

Moreover, Ye Wudao vaguely realized that there were chronic toxins in this dish.

He hurried into the kitchen and examined it carefully.

The kitchen was messy and there were no ingredients or condiments.

The only condiment is salt in a can.

Ye Wudao grabbed the salt and smelled it carefully. He immediately realized that it was not edible salt, but the chemical potassium chloride.

Potassium chloride has the same salty taste as table salt, but it is toxic. If people eat too much, it will corrode the sense of taste and vision. Over time, they will become a vegetative state that is worse than death.

No matter how poor their family is, they can't even afford a pack of table salt.

Ye Wudao's first reaction was that someone was framing them.

At this time, Concubine Xiang also followed.

She asked: "Did you find anything wrong?"

Um.

Ye Wudao agreed dullly, and then walked out with the salt.

He asked Xiang Feiyu, "Where did you get this salt?"

Xiang Feiyu said: "She bought it."

He pointed at the peasant woman.

Ye Wudao asked the peasant woman: "Where did you buy this salt?"

Small shops like this in the village do not sell potassium chloride.

The peasant woman said: "You are in charge."