Liu Bancheng took advantage of the fact that Ren Cheng had just entered the warehouse and could not clearly see the space inside, so he retreated along the wall, and finally came out of the warehouse door in the courtyard, and gently locked the door.
He felt that he had gained a lot today and the facts were already in his hands.
And he also had to tell the Prime Minister about this shocking event about oil.
Liu Bancheng wanted to tell him personally that there were so many things that he didn’t know about the Xiangshantang that he had worked so hard for so many years. If I, Liu Bancheng, hadn’t discovered it today and hadn’t stopped it in time, thousands of people in the Liang Dynasty and the public would have suffered. Sick, a big thing would happen to the Prime Minister of Liang State.
But when they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister was not there.
Liu Bancheng had no choice but to take Mei Hua and hurried back to the warehouse.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Rencheng was sitting on the stone mat at the door of the warehouse, drinking tea.
Both Ban Cheng and Mei Hua were in front of him, but the guy seemed to have seen nothing.
Liu Bancheng thought to himself, just pretend for me, I will ask for your confession later and see what explanation you have.
Liu Bancheng directly ordered Rencheng to open the warehouse.
Rencheng showed a particularly diligent look, "Okay, okay, what's the matter, Hall Master? I'll drive right away!"
"Nothing, I just want to visit your warehouse. You have worked so seriously here for more than 20 years. There must be something worth learning about warehouse management. Open it quickly!"
"Where? You, Hall Master Liu, have seen the big world. My little tricks are not worth mentioning!"
As he spoke, he led the way and lit the lamp.
Liu Bancheng had been here before and walked straight forward along the cave-like depth, with Rencheng following closely behind.
"Hall Master, you are worthy of being born in the army. You are leaving too fast. What are you in a hurry for?"
Ban Cheng said, "There's no rush, I'm used to walking! But it's better to be in a hurry! Otherwise there will be big problems!"
"What's the big problem, Hall Master, what are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything, you'll know it soon!"
As they talked, the group of people turned towards the place where the rice noodles were piled. When everyone turned around, they were stunned halfway.
The mountains of moldy food in the corners were gone, and the floor was swept extremely clean.
I thought I was going to ask Rencheng for clarification here, but at this moment, so many things were missing.
Liu Bancheng looked back at Dalong and then at Rencheng.
Dalong also looked frightened.
Ren Cheng looked as if nothing had happened.
"Hall Master, our warehouse has been relatively wet recently. You are here just in time to help me advise on which areas need to be waterproofed."
Staff officer?
What a shameless statement!
But he was still angry, and there was no flaw in Rencheng's expression at all, as if nothing had happened.
Halfway through, he was puzzled that he and Da Long had seen this scene together.
Could it be that I had an illusion?
Dalong was also looking at Liu Bancheng at this time.
Halfway through, he could read the same doubts as his own in Dalong's eyes.
Where did all that stuff go?
Even if they were moving out, it would take more than a dozen young men an hour to move a mountain of food.
Why did it disappear in such a short time, disappear, evaporate from the world?
Impossible, someone must have done something in advance.
No more hesitation halfway through.
Ignore that for now and rush to the next one, which is the more critical place.
They walked around the corner where the rice noodles were stored and turned left along the warehouse wall to the small door.
In front of me is a large area of oil drums and oil jars.
Liu Bancheng hurriedly stepped forward, while Rencheng explained from behind, "Master, this is the oil that I just bought today. I will let you all have a taste at noon."
Liu Bancheng thought, okay, okay, this time he finally had the right to speak. He took a step forward and deliberately used a lantern to shine a light on it. Alas, he found that the marks on the oil drum and oil jar had changed.
The original owl patterns are now all swan patterns.
The mouth of the jar, which used to be tightly wrapped in red paper, is now wrapped in canvas, and the mouth of the canvas bag is tightly wrapped with twine, and Liu Bancheng pulled the ends of the twine with his hands, which were all wrapped for a long time. Already soaked with sesame oil.
well! Another strange thing happened. The jars and buckets in front of him were not the ones he saw just now.
Liu Bancheng didn't believe his own judgment. He walked around several jars and saw traces of fresh sweeps on the ground near the small door, and there were still traces of his own footprints in the corner where he hid against the wall.
This proves that he has been here just now, and it means that when he went back to find the Prime Minister and Mei Hua, someone must have done something here.
Halfway through, he looked back at Rencheng.
Rencheng's face was calm and he was flipping through the account book in his hand attentively.
"Rencheng, come here. When did your batch of oil come in?"
"Just now! Do you have any questions, Hall Master?"
"No problem, but let me ask you, do you enter from here every time you fill in oil?"
"No, this door is only opened when we are unloading goods and cleaning. It is rarely opened at ordinary times, and goods cannot be purchased here!"
“When purchasing goods, go through the front door, and you can only come in after passing quality inspection, weighing, and ticket inspection!”
I wonder who has the key.
"There are only four keys to this door. Chef Meihua has it, Wang Bing has it, I have it, and Master Qiu has it. I don't have the nerve to take Master Qiu's key back, and Meihua knows it!"
Mei Hua turned around and said, "That's right, no one else has the key anymore."
Liu Bancheng felt as if he had been put into a trap. He knew clearly that there was a problem here, but he could not find any loopholes.
You can only let it go now and don't make things too clear.
He turned back to Rencheng and said,
"Since I asked Dalong to cooperate with you in custody, you must fulfill your responsibilities. I believe you!"
"That's right, I am an old man from Xiangshantang, so I naturally think about Xiangshantang. This is my home, how could I have other thoughts?"
Liu Bancheng patiently said, "It's good that you have the heart, but let me tell you, now in Yan State, there are many people selling oil with an owl icon on it. It's the kind that people will get sick if they eat it. Did you know?"
"You know, isn't it just to make people cut off their children and grandchildren?"
"Really? How did you know?"
Liu Bancheng really wanted to see how he would continue to make it up. He just saw that the man in front of him had already transported poisonous oil into the warehouse.
"Hall Master, do you need to say that? That kind of oil is banned in our five major countries!"
"However, this oil tastes no different from other oils. Most people can't smell it or tell it."
Liu Bancheng said, "Do you have any way to identify it?"
"Master, you really think highly of me. How can I not be able to tell the difference!"
"Since you can't tell the difference, let me tell you!"
Rencheng said, "I, Rencheng, am all ears!"
Liu Bancheng explained the method of using owl marks to distinguish them.
After saying it, Liu Bancheng felt a little regretful, because this method could easily be faked.
Just as Liu Bancheng imagined, when Rencheng heard this, he raised his head and laughed loudly. His laughter was extremely exaggerated and loud, which surprised everyone.
"Thank you, thank you, for being the head of our Prime Minister's Mansion. I ask you, how good are you at using fake techniques to look real!"
Liu Bancheng was prompted by the question and instinctively responded, "I can't do anything. That's not a faker. Counterfeiting is not the principle of my life!"
"Put it down! Stop pretending to be a saint in front of me!"
"I said that as a leader in the catering industry, you don't even have the skills to identify authenticity, so why are you hanging around here!"
"With your little judgment, I don't think you are qualified to be our leader!"
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to walk away.
Liu Bancheng grabbed his arm.
Because he was ridiculed in pain, he didn't know how to deal with it. He was originally designated on the spot to capture the person in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would not be allowed to escape like this after being turned against him.
After grabbing Rencheng, he said urgently, "Don't leave yet. I'm learning about this. However, we must not let that kind of oil enter here. If it does, we will stun a few people and we cannot bear the responsibility." "
Ren Cheng was pulled back and said helplessly, "Well, you don't need to worry about it. I have been working here for many years. I can guarantee that I am responsible and I still have a conscience."
Liu Bancheng heard that the man in front of him could actually say the word "conscience".
He raised his head and looked directly at this person. Unexpectedly, when the other person said the word "conscience", his eyes were also looking at Liu Bancheng.
Liu Bancheng read the dazzling light from these eyes.
So he smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, okay, conscience, you said these two words well! I believe you!"
Liu Bancheng was sure that there must be something wrong with the person in front of him. The oil he saw an hour ago must be nearby, and there would definitely be a big problem.
