Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 849 - 114 The Beautiful Wine Thief_3

He hadn’t finished speaking, but his meaning was very obvious.

Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng were both very intelligent, how could they not detect that there was more to the story? Regardless of whether Luomeiyan was the poisoner, it was ultimately a domestic issue of the An’s House, and it really wasn’t appropriate for the two outsiders to be present.

Xia Zheng also clasped his hands together in a formal gesture and earnestly said, "Master of An Family, Elder Li, it isn’t our place to interfere in the poisoning of Young Master An. However, since the incident occurred in my Fragrant Full Building, and its reputation has been damaged as a result, I would appreciate it if you could give an explanation to my establishment once you’ve handled the matter."

In contrast to An Yixiang’s forthright temperament, Li Jiacheng appeared more like the head of a family.

"Young Master Xia, rest assured, as soon as I verify that my son’s poisoning has nothing to do with your establishment, I will personally visit to clear your name," he said.

With his promise, Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng left together. Yet, as they passed by the couple at the door, An Jie suddenly lifted his head and glanced at them, his look so enigmatic it was impossible to decipher his thoughts.

Xiao Linshuang, who had gone to the privy, bounced over as they were leaving the building, and Lin Yuan took her sister’s hand without a word and got into the carriage.

"How did it go? Did you notice anything amiss?" No sooner had they entered the carriage did Lin Yuan grab her sister’s hand and asked anxiously.

Xiao Linshuang smiled proudly, "Of course, with Lin Shuang on the case, how could there be no problems detected?"

The maid’s cheeky grin made the gloom that had settled on them momentarily disappear.

"Alright, enough joking around," Xiao Linshuang said, sitting primly like a little adult. "While that maid sister wasn’t paying attention, I sneaked to the back hall and found the pretty sister you told me to watch in a daze. I startled her when I appeared, and she dropped the chrysanthemum she was holding. As for those chrysanthemums..."

"What about them? Were the chrysanthemums poisoned?" Lin Yuan asked hurriedly.

Xiao Linshuang pondered, "No, they weren’t poisoned. But I still feel there’s something off about those chrysanthemums, and the pretty sister holding the chrysanthemums seemed... perplexed, yes, perplexed."

In a daze? Perplexed? Could it really have been Luomeiyan? Were the chrysanthemums the poisonous item? Unfortunately, they had yet to diagnose An Jie, so it’s unknown what poison he had fallen victim to.

Xia Zheng tapped his finger on the small table, his brows tightly furrowed. In a soft voice, he said, "I’m afraid there are some family affairs within the An Family that they don’t want us to know about. All we can do now is wait patiently for the guest to arrive."

"Indeed, I bet we won’t have to wait too long," Lin Yuan said with a smile curving her lips, giving Xia Zheng a look that only the two of them understood.

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Xiao Linshuang looked bewilderedly at her elder sister and Xia Zheng, completely at a loss as to what covert plan the two were concocting.

In Zhuma Town, Liu Limin had inspected the wine brewed recently and was very pleased, praising the new brewers. It goes without saying that experience matters; the skills of these brewers weren’t to be taken lightly, each one of them excelled tenfold. Meng Tong’s failure to appreciate them was truly his loss.

After chatting with the masters for a while, Liu Limin went to examine the stored wine in the cellar. This cellar was a new one built underground upon Lin Yuan’s suggestion. And truly, wine stored underground did have a better flavor than that stored above ground.

Liu Limin’s pride and joy were the jars of Zhuang Yuanhong wine hidden deep inside the cellar; she had to personally inspect them every visit to ease her mind. Yet, today, something seemed amiss!

No sooner had Liu Limin descended into the cellar than she was greeted by an unusually strong scent of wine. Had it not been for months of desensitization to the smells of alcohol, she might have been overwhelmed by the intoxicating fumes.

"Is a jar leaking?" With such a potent smell, if there was indeed a leak, it wouldn’t be a matter of just one or two jars, but at least seven or eight.

Just the thought of her carefully brewed wines spilling away pained Liu Limin’s heart.

"Certainly those workers skimped on sealing the jars before bringing them here. Hmph, wasting so much wine, I will see how I’m going to punish you! Oh, it hurts my heart so much!"

Muttering to herself, Liu Limin proceeded to check the wine rack row by row, but after inspecting several, she found nothing wrong. Strangely, the further she walked inside, the stronger the wine smell became.

Liu Limin grew both worried and puzzled; worried because the deeper inside she went, the finer the stored wine, and any carelessness resulting in spillage would mean larger losses for her. Puzzled because she inspected the cellar almost daily and couldn’t figure out why she hadn’t detected the fine wines leaking before.