Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 847 - 114 The Beautiful Wine Thief

The poisoning incident involving An Jie struck a significant blow to Fragrant Full Building. Although Shopkeeper Wu had been released, and Fragrant Full Building had started to reopen, over the past few days, other than Jin Can, not a single customer had visited, which left Shopkeeper Wu extremely worried.

Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng also knew that if things continued this way, Fragrant Full Building might really collapse.

Even more helpless was the fact that there had been no progress in uncovering the true mastermind behind An Jie’s poisoning—as Wang Hong feared bad luck, he hadn’t shown his face again since that day.

Tang Qing, on the other hand, had visited twice, grinning like a Cheshire cat as he spent half a day drinking tea with Xia Zheng, yet he didn’t hear a single word from Xia Zheng. Feeling bored and unable to face them again, Tang Qing excused himself under the pretense of helping clear Fragrant Full Building’s name, staying at home to laze around.

Today the person Shopkeeper Wu sent to gather information returned; it seemed that it was not as Luomeiyan had said. Although the An family clan members did not approve of An Yixiang taking over the family business as a woman, they bore no ill will toward An Jie. In fact, several clan elders strongly demanded that An Jie take over the Family Head position as soon as possible.

In that case, as the only male of the An family qualified for the position of Family Head, he logically shouldn’t be the target of poisoning by his clanspeople.

Lin Yuan pondered for a while, concluding that the root of An Jie’s poisoning still must lie within the An’s House. After consulting with Xia Zheng, they decided to visit the An family again.

But before they could leave, their attention was caught by a small figure.

Xiao Linshuang had arrived.

The moment he saw her, Xia Zheng’s expression changed, and, sure enough, at the doorway, there was no sign of Lao Fan.

"After being gone for several days, you just brought her back to me? Didn’t I ask you to bring Lao Fan? Why did you bring her instead?" Xia Zheng asked sternly, clearly dissatisfied with Lao Fan’s absence.

Lin Yi touched his nose; it was the first time he had failed a task assigned by Xia Zheng. But what could he do? He had wanted to bring the old man even by force, but that old man was a doctor! Skilled in using both medicine and poisons, he hadn’t even made it through the room’s door before the poison left him itching all over.

Compared to Lin Yi’s guilt, Xiao Linshuang was righteously angry: "Brother-in-law! What do you mean by that? Are you not welcoming me? Humph! And here I was feeling sorry for you thinking that with Master refusing to come, no one would be there to help you, and you’d be crying. Is this how you treat me?"

When Xiao Linshuang got upset, it was no joking matter!

Xia Zheng chuckled sheepishly, quickly trying to smooth things over with coaxing and persuasion. It was only after he promised two baskets of small steamed buns and three bowls of bird’s nest porridge that he managed to cheer up the little tyrant.

However, although Lao Fan wasn’t present, Xiao Linshuang was a suitable substitute. Her medical skills, especially in the field of poison technique, had improved leaps and bounds, even surpassing Lao Fan’s.

Since they were going to investigate the An’s House, Lin Yuan didn’t say much and simply took the little one along. With her child identity as a cover, they were bound to uncover many secrets.

From a distance at the entrance to An’s House, Lin Yuan saw An Yixiang tenderly arranging the skirt of the woman in front of her. The woman was delicate and lovely, her eyes full of spirit, and when she spoke, her little nose wrinkling endearingly—so mischievous. It was obviously An Yixiang’s daughter.

"Why have you come again?" An Yixiang frowned at the sight of Lin Yuan and the others, clearly displeased. Although she recognized that Xia Zheng was of no ordinary status, she couldn’t feign a polite smile when it came to her children.

Lin Yuan smiled but before she could speak, An Yixiang’s daughter, An Yueyue, spoke up first: "Was it your restaurant’s food that poisoned my big brother? Hmph, just as I thought! The face reflects the heart; you all look sly and untrustworthy!"

Lin Yuan was taken aback, while Xia Zheng laughed, sly and untrustworthy? This was indeed the first time someone had used such a description for him—quite a novelty.

Lin Yuan could only smile wryly and shake her head, for An Yueyue not only resembled her mother in looks but also in temperament—both were so overbearing and blunt.

"Alright, Yuer, your mother will handle your big brother’s matters properly," An Yixiang said as she smoothed her daughter’s hair and urged, "Hurry and get on the carriage. Don’t keep the Second Young Master waiting."

At the mention of the Second Young Master, An Yueyue’s eyes sparkled with joy. She agreed brightly and just before boarding the carriage, she didn’t forget to glare at Lin Yuan and the others in disgust. However, her eyes were naturally playful and cute, so this glare held no intimidation. Instead, it gave off an impression of innocence and vivacity.