After saying this, the surroundings became quiet, and Qian Fei's movements of holding up his chopsticks became stiff.
On the table, red soup and white soup were boiling continuously, and the pungent and mellow smell of hot pot floated throughout the room, but he was no longer in the mood to eat.
Why is the hot pot so tricky that you will die after eating it?
Su Ziyue hesitated for a moment and then said: "I heard there is a legend that the living eat red soup and the dead eat white soup. Is this true?"
Sang Luo didn't answer. Under everyone's gaze, he calmly scooped up a bowl of white soup and took a sip.
Then she spoke: "Tell me what dream you had."
Su Ziyue and Li Xiaofei looked at each other and then spoke slowly: "I dreamed that I was walking in a remote alley, and then the owner of a hot pot restaurant grabbed me and insisted that I go to his store to try it."
"I saw that his shop was very lively and the smell was very fragrant, so I couldn't help but walk in." Su Ziyue said while thinking, "At first, the boss asked me whether I wanted white soup or red soup, and said their hot pot was delicious. , I replied, 'Can't I have the Yuanyang Hotpot?'"
"And then." After hearing this, Qian Fei became completely interested.
At the mention of this, Su Ziyue's expression changed: "The boss went into the kitchen and brought me two ingredients bags and asked me to make them myself."
"...?" Qian Fei was confused as to why it was different from what he thought.
Su Ziyue covered her face: "I actually spent a whole day cooking hot pot in a hot pot restaurant."
Qian Fei was even more speechless: "No, what does this have to do with the strange news about the hot pot restaurant? Isn't this a normal life for a working man?"
Su Ziyue glared at her and wiped her face: "You don't understand. I didn't even eat what I cooked. I had to pick up the vegetable leaves that others didn't want and eat them."
“What’s the point of hot pot without meat!”
"..."
Qian Fei was greatly disappointed. Although he was timid, he loved such supernatural stories, especially the stories shared by others about whether they were true or false, which sounded particularly exciting.
But this one obviously had a good beginning, but in the end it felt like I had eaten a piece of sugar-coated shit.
Qian Fei said "hurt" and said slowly: "You don't even need Sang, I can solve it for you. Next time you choose to go crazy, hang the rattan upside down, twist and crawl, flip the table and scream, and use your strength to destroy the hot pot restaurant Create a good atmosphere so that the boss can fire you."
Li Xiaofei kicked the opponent under the table and looked at Su Ziyue: "Yueyue, tell me the important point."
Su Ziyue hesitated for a moment, then turned her gaze to Sang Luo, who had been cooking the food in silence.
She was so calm that she didn't even react at all when she told such a ridiculous dream.
She felt a little more uneasy and continued: "Actually, some things happened later, but these things are a bit fantasy, you may not be able to imagine..."
"Then." Sang Luo finally spoke.
Seeing Sang Luo so calm, Su Ziyue gained a little more confidence: "Then the boss asked me to harm someone."
Sang Luo's hands holding the vegetables stopped for a second, then he looked up.
Su Ziyue continued: "I didn't know it at first, but later he asked me to give you a pot for a girl in a white skirt. He asked me to make two white soup pots and put one in tomato sauce to demonstrate."
"That's too vicious." Qian Fei slapped the table without thinking.
His movements were too big, attracting the attention of people around him.
Qian Fei shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "If the hot pot is not spicy, it will simply destroy humanity."
Su Ziyue looked at him as if he were a fool.
Just listen to Sang Luo say: "So, you did it?"
Su Ziyue sighed a little: "Yes, that boss is so cruel, and his eyes are listening to me all the time. If I don't do anything, I can hear his voice from all around."
After she finished speaking, she added: "But I did a little bit of saving."
When everyone looked at her, she puffed up her chest proudly: "I mixed a bowl of spicy oil for her."
"..." At this time, the three people had speechless expressions on their faces.
Seeing this look, Su Ziyue's confidence disappeared: "No, that's not okay, right? Isn't chili oil and white soup just a red soup pot?"
Qian Fei looked at her with disdain: "Do you know the essence of hot pot? In addition to chili peppers, the fresh aroma of star anise is the essence. You are so ordinary, like a blank slate beauty. "
"Don't interrupt her, and then, and then." Li Xiaofei had not listened to the complete story, but at this moment her curiosity was aroused, and she wanted to know how outrageous things could be.
Su Ziyue continued: "Then the girl suddenly fell to the ground after eating and died the next day. I thought about the curse of 'red soup, white pot', but I didn't expect it to be true."
Sang Luo was thoughtful.
Generally speaking, there really are no such life-buying ghosts. There are definitely reasons beyond the plot.
Everyone is indulged in regret and rebuke to the boss.
"But why does the boss want to harm people?"
"It must be revenge. Is that girl looking for trouble or something?" Qian Fei guessed.
"Bah, machismo, the victim is guilty, right?" Li Xiaofei kicked the opponent hard again.
Qian Fei howled in pain, looking aggrieved but afraid to get angry: "I'm just guessing."
Li Xiaofei rolled her eyes: "Then why don't you guess that your boss took the initiative to stir up trouble, or that the boss is a pervert, a murderer or something?"
Qian Fei couldn't help her, so he could only look at Sang Luo for help: "Classmate Sang, what do you think is the reason for this?"
Sang Luo was silent for a while and then asked an irrelevant question: "Did anything strange happen after that?"
Su Ziyue thought for a while and said slowly: "I'm not sure if that's the case. Even the next day, his boyfriend came over and said something to the boss and finally left."
Sang Luo was thoughtful, took out his cell phone and typed a few words, and then looked at it carefully.
There was silence all around, no one spoke anymore. It could be said that everyone's eyes were on Sang Luo alone.
Finally, Su Ziyue couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Is there any inevitable connection between these two things?"
Sang Luo just smiled and handed over a piece of news.
Several heads leaned over to look at it at the same time.
This is a hot news item. Just two months ago, a wife suddenly suffered from heart palpitations and died at home. When her husband came back, she and the child in her belly were already dead. There was also an interview video attached to the news. .
In the video, the host asked about the origin and process of the incident. The young husband secretly wept and spoke with a choked voice about his deep love with his wife, their acquaintance and love, and finally running a happy family together.
Speaking of the pain point, he choked up: "It's all my fault. It's all my fault that I had to work overtime that night and failed to find out something was wrong with her in time. If I had gone home a second earlier..."
At the end of the video, the husband looked up. His face was sallow and his eyes were extremely dark. He looked like he hadn't slept well recently.
"This incident was also on the hot search at that time, promoting and educating everyone on how to deal with sudden illnesses. Even with this incident, major platforms were promoting cardiovascular monitors, health products, massage chairs, etc. This man is also very popular." Li Xiaofei is a surfer girl and knows all about the gossip on the Internet.
Qian Fei sighed: "What a good man. It's a pity that his lover is dead. How will he live in the future?"
"Yes, he is quite affectionate. It is said that he donated tens of thousands of yuan to charity in his wife's name." Li Xiaofei continued.
Among them, only Sang Luo and Su Ziyue were silent.
Su Ziyue was shocked that the male protagonist's face was exactly the same as what she saw in her dream.
Could it be that he was deeply impressed after watching the video?
Sang Luo's eyes shifted to the thoughtful Su Ziyue and asked, "What do you think?"
Being called out suddenly, Su Ziyue panicked as if she had been caught playing with her mobile phone by the dean.
"Me, me?"
Sang Luo nodded: "You are the person who can view the entire incident most intuitively."
Su Ziyue pondered for a while, then placed her finger on the man's face at the end of the video: "It was indeed this man in the dream, but their mental states were obviously different. That man looked very elite and mature, Just like being a successful businessman.”
now it's right.
There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of Sang Luo's mouth. Isn't it the favorite of those Phoenix men to get promoted and make a fortune at the expense of his wife?
She didn't point it out directly, but asked: "What happened next."
Su Ziyue said: "The man seemed to come here often. One time I saw him stuffing money into the boss' hands. I thought he ordered takeout hot pot."
Qian Fei was still confused, and Li Xiaofei's gossipy mind vaguely noticed something.
She looked at her best friend speechlessly: "Is eating the only thing in your head?"
Hot pot, hot pot, all hot pot.
However, this hot pot is really terrible.
Sang Luo smiled and said, "It's a good thing if you only have food in your head." At least you don't have to face such complicated human evils.
She stood up and said, "I know about this, and I will help you solve any subsequent problems."
Su Ziyue's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Can you help me stop making soup and have a meal of hot pot meat?"
The three people looked at her with all their eyes, and their words were all speechless.
What is the spirit of a foodie.
Su Ziyue also felt that she was going a little too far and cleared her throat: "Forget it, just let me disappear into the hot pot restaurant. I don't want to have this cyclical and nonsensical dream anymore."
Sang Luo nodded; "Then just do as I say."
For some reason, at this moment, Su Ziyue felt an inexplicable sense of trust in the girl in front of her.
Although he is as old as her, he behaves with a maturity that transcends his age.
She nodded trustingly: "Just ask."
Sang Luo said: "Take out your mobile phone."
Su Ziyue did as she was told, looking prepared: "Okay, who should I call?"
"Then, call the police." Sang Luo gave an instruction that shocked everyone.
