Chapter 47 Conspiracy
Xu Qing chuckled, clasped his fists and saluted towards Wen Shizhang, saying, "Sir Wen, Mr. Chang said I have passed the test."

"Okay, great!"

Wen Shizhang praised him highly, patted Xu Qing on the shoulder and said, "From now on, I'll have to trouble you two to take care of the food in the Governor's Mansion."

Xu Qing quickly said a few humble words.

The two chatted for a while in a friendly atmosphere. Wen Shizhang was in high spirits today and in particularly good spirits. However, he was thinking about the mountain of documents on his desk and had no interest in chatting.

Seeing this, Xu Qing tactfully said goodbye and left.

He was really tired that day.

He started working in the middle of the night and was almost always busy until noon. He was so tired that his waist and legs ached and all he wanted to do was fall asleep.

However, before that, I still have to report to Master Abei that I am safe and discuss what to do next.

Xu Qing turned around and went to find Lao Zhao, asking him to deliver the letter to Juxialou as soon as possible.

……

Chang Lin walked back to the room with a gloomy face. As soon as he entered, he saw that in addition to Chen Hu and the other three, there was another stranger in the room.

This man was a short old man, hunched over, with gray hair and chicken skin, wrinkles on his face that could kill a fly, and sparse hair. When he saw Chang Lin, he smiled with his teeth showing, and he didn't even have many teeth left.

There are many people like this among the beggars on the street.

However, the Governor's Mansion is not a beggar's den.

Chang Lin asked cautiously: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The old man smiled, bowed respectfully to Chang Lin, and said, "Master Chang urged me to come here all the way, so I naturally dare not neglect it."

As he spoke, the old man rolled up his sleeves, revealing a black unicorn riding on the clouds tattooed on his skinny arm.

"Oh it's you."

Chang Lin nodded and said.

The identity can be disguised, but this black unicorn cannot be faked.

Chang Lin immediately put aside his doubts and asked, "Did you bring the things?"

The little old man took out a small cloth bag from his chest. When he untied the cloth, he found an exquisite wooden box inside. The wooden box was filled with dried yellow flowers. There were more than ten of them when he counted carefully.

"What is this?" Chang Lin asked.

Even though he was knowledgeable, he had never seen such a flower.

The flower has five petals, dark yellow and brown in color, and the petals are closed and drooping, like a small golden bell. The petals are covered with black spots, densely covering the inside and outside of the petals, and the petals also show dark purple veins. Yellow, black, and purple, three conflicting colors come together, bringing an inexplicable sense of weirdness, making people unconsciously a little creepy, as if the body is instinctively warning the brain that this is a highly poisonous substance and must not be touched.

Chang Lin subconsciously took two steps back, trying to stay away from this thing.

The old man didn't care at all. He gently caressed the dried flowers with his hands and said, "This is a fairy from heaven. It can make people feel like they are in a fairyland and help them reach paradise."

His tone was gentle, yet indescribably eerie, sending chills down one's spine. One could tell immediately that this so-called "fairyland" or "paradise" was definitely not a good thing.

The old man handed the wooden box to Chang Lin and said, "This is the best angelica flower that the dark cuisine world has spent years cultivating. When using it, grind the flower into powder and add the appropriate amount to the food."

Chang Lin frowned and asked, "What do you mean by an appropriate amount?"

The old man smiled and said, "Don't add more than one twentieth of the powder of a flower at one time."

“What happens if you exceed it?”

The old man smiled and said, "It's nothing, it just makes him die earlier. If you want the person taking it to live longer, then add a little less. If you want him to live shorter, then add a little more."

Chang Lin asked again: "How long will it take to see the effect?" "At least two months."

Chang Lin thought to himself that with Tianxianzi in hand, he could start the second stage immediately. Controlling Wen Shizhang and seizing the Governor's Mansion was just around the corner.

however……

A young face suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Chang Lin clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

The taste of the fairy fruit could be hidden from Wen Shizhang and the ordinary chefs in the kitchen, but it could never be hidden from that boy.

Good chefs have an instinctive intuition about taste. They know what is good about a dish, what is bad about it, and what went wrong. They may not be able to put it into words at the moment, but they will instinctively feel that something is wrong.

The better the chef, the more sensitive he is in this aspect.

As for that boy, his strength was almost similar to his own, and he could quickly detect any slight difference in the smell.

It was almost impossible to hide the poisoning of Wen Shizhang from him.

Moreover, Tianxianzi needs to be added for a long time to be effective. Even if it can bypass him for a while, the two of them live under the same roof and will see each other every day. One day he will notice something unusual.

Why does such a powerful person appear at such a critical moment!

Seeing that Chang Lin's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, the old man asked doubtfully: "Master Chang, is there any problem?"

Chang Lin said in a deep voice: "There is indeed a big problem, which even concerns our survival."

Hearing Chang Lin's serious words, the four people in the room looked at each other, and their hearts couldn't help but skip a beat.

Chen Hu and the other two had witnessed Xu Qing's craftsmanship with their own eyes, and vaguely realized what Chang Lin was going to say.

As expected, Chang Lin said, "Today, a kid suddenly appeared in the Governor's Mansion. He was only eleven or twelve years old, but he won the favor of Wen Shizhang, who ordered him to serve as the head chef of the Governor's Mansion. If you want to bypass him in the matter of Tianxianzi, it will be difficult."

The old man disagreed: "How capable can a mere child be?"

When Chang Lin heard this, he found it extremely harsh. He had said this before, but reality taught him a lesson. He even didn't dare to eat the delicious food that Xu Qing handed to him.

He was afraid that after eating it, his pride, his self-confidence, and his dignity would all be completely overwhelmed by that bowl of deliciousness.

Chang Lin said seriously: "Don't underestimate him, that guy is not a simple person."

Seeing Chang Lin so serious, the old man also became a little alert.

"If we want to proceed, we must first deal with that guy and prevent him from getting in our way again."

Chang Lin said firmly.

The old man smiled knowingly, put his hand across his neck, and said, "What your Excellency means is..."

Chang Lin nodded approvingly. As expected of an old man sent from the dark culinary world, he was really good at it.

Chen Hu said quickly: "But this is the Governor's Mansion, it is heavily guarded and crowded. It is too dangerous to kill someone here. Let's think of another way."

The old man said, "Then lure him out of the house and kill him outside, pretending it was an accidental death."

"But..." Chen Hu wanted to say more.

Chang Lin waved his hand and said, "No need to say buts, just do it. Chen Hu is too cowardly, let him handle this matter."

The old man bowed and said, "I obey your command."

(End of this chapter)