Uncle Mu seemed to be running away, and he quickly rushed home with his people.
"Exactly, why do you bring everything to the city? It smells like dung, no, it smells worse than dung. Why do you bring it to the city? Are you using it to eat?"
Some young ladies with fluttering gauze in the crowd just now expressed extreme dissatisfaction with the smell, and they covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs. Now when they suddenly heard someone say such disgusting words, they all started retching, glared at the person who spoke, and quickly turned around and left.
The man didn't know that he had unknowingly diverted some people's attention and helped Uncle Mu and his group by chance.
However, not everyone stopped paying attention to Uncle Mu and his party.
Suddenly someone said: "Hey, isn't the leader the concierge of Han Mansion? Could it be..."
Halfway through his words, he instantly captured everyone's appetite.
"Han Mansion? Which Han Mansion?" Someone who didn't know what was going on asked immediately.
"Although there are many Han mansions in the capital, there is only one that is most famous right now. You don't even know which Han mansion you belong to, how can you still be called a person from the capital?" Someone who was doing good things next to him suddenly sneered.
The person who was ridiculed was not angry. Instead, he explained with a smile: "These days, I have been away from the capital for a few days due to business, and I just came back today. Is there anything interesting happening in the capital?"
"Hahaha, which other Han house could it be? Of course it's the house of Mr. Han who eats pig food."
"Eating pig food?" The man was shocked when he heard this, and at the same time, his face quickly showed an excited look. This news was indeed shocking enough, so he humiliated himself and asked urgently: "Is this true?"
"No one knows whether it's true or not. After all, no one has seen that gentleman eat it with his own eyes. They just heard about it. Besides, ordinary people like us can't eat what this pig eats, let alone officials. Where is the master?"
Someone next to me suddenly interjected, "In my opinion, this rumor may not be unfounded. If you bring such smelly things to your home, maybe people can really eat it?"
This is how rumors spread and become more and more outrageous.
...
Lao Zhu was dressed in casual clothes, sitting in the car with Zhu Biao beside him, and there were old eunuchs following him outside.
In a fit of rage, Han Du was given a thousand kilograms of pig food, which was packed into two carts and had not yet set off.
After all, Lao Zhu is still the emperor no matter what, and he can punish Han Du, but he will never walk with the cart pulling pig food. No matter what, Lao Zhu is still a face person.
Hearing the noise and laughter coming from the front, Lao Zhu curiously opened the window curtain, knocked on the wooden beam of the car, and gave instructions to the old eunuch.
"Go and find out what happened ahead?"
The old eunuch went into the crowd and came back after a while to find out what happened. But when he came back, he had a strange expression on his face, as if he was constipated.
Seeing the old eunuch hesitating, Lao Zhu's face darkened and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Facing the emperor's questioning, the old eunuch had no choice but to report the information he had learned to Lao Zhu: "When I got back to the emperor, the people were all talking about how many loads of things the Han family had just carried over..."
"You must have chosen the pig food." There was a cold air between Lao Zhu's teeth.
Is Han Du just pretending, or does he really know how to eat pig food?
But it doesn't matter, I'll find out later if it's true or false. Since Han Du loves to eat so much, let him eat as much as he can.
The old eunuch whispered: "It's not just that, it's not just pig food. I heard from the people that there were two loads of stuff just now, which looked weird and smelled extremely bad. They said it was..."
Lao Zhu's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"
"It smells like excrement." After the old eunuch finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the emperor. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It was just a random thought at first, but I didn't expect it to become a mantra now. Now, I'm afraid Han Du won't be able to survive if he doesn't eat that food.
Sure enough, after Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his face instantly turned livid. Suddenly, a weird smile appeared again, and he said calmly: "Let's go, let's take a look at our horizons today. It's good to see how people can eat that thing. It's gained us some knowledge."
Zhu Biao on the side still couldn't bear it as much as Lao Zhu. When I heard this, I felt another ball of heat rolling around in my chest. I couldn't help but press it with my hands to feel better.
...
Han Du was chatting with Tang He, and Uncle Mu came all the way to report to Han Du.
"Master, I have picked up the kelp. In addition, as you ordered, I also found two things. I don't know if they are the ones you want."
As soon as Uncle Mu stood in front of Han Du and the others, a smelly wind hit his face.
Tang He couldn't help but frown, covered his nose with his hands, and asked, "What did you do? Did you fall into Gong's bucket?"
Really, I don’t know how to wash my body before coming back after smelling like this.
The quality of the Han family's concierge is worrying.
Does it stink?
Uncle Mu looked at Duke Xin, who looked disgusted, and then at Han Du, who looked expressionless. I waved my arms and asked myself, but there was just a little smell, but it didn't smell bad.
Uncle Mu just entered the abalone shop without smelling the smell. At first, he also thought the smell of the abalone was very bad, but as time went by, he didn't even notice it unless Duke Xin reminded him.
The reason why Han Du was expressionless was that he was used to the smell of this kind of seafood in his previous life. Not only does it not smell bad, it also tastes delicious considering the richness of the seafood.
"Take me to see it quickly." Han Du didn't bother to explain to Tang He and just pulled Uncle Mu away.
Tang He really disliked the smell of Uncle Mu, but seeing Han Du's expressionless face and no reaction at all, he couldn't help but follow him out of curiosity.
Han Du looked at the three loads in front of him, then looked directly over the kelp and towards the other two loads.
A load of scallops, a load of oysters.
Han Du's face lit up with joy, he patted Uncle Mu on the shoulder, nodded and praised: "Not bad, not bad, I want it all. Uncle Mu, hurry up and move out my barbecue rack, and I'll get the condiments." .”
Han Du asked Mr. Huang to make the barbecue rack for him when he was free, but he never had the chance to use it. Today was finally a good time.
Thinking of the charcoal-grilled garlic scallops and garlic oysters, a large ball of saliva burst out of Han Du's mouth and exploded in his mouth.
Missed so much!
Tang He covered his nose and frowned. Seeing Han Du being so excited, he couldn't help but ask: "You want to eat these things? Are you sure these things can be eaten?"
These extremely smelly things don't look like they are edible.
