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Chapter 365 - Chapter 365 Chapter 239 Use Her as Bait to Catch Her Fish

Chapter 365: Chapter 239: Use Her as Bait to Catch Her Fish Chapter 365: Chapter 239: Use Her as Bait to Catch Her Fish Gu Changsheng heard Dong Lei’s words and glanced at the table full of radishes, deeply saddened.

Radishes are a good thing indeed, often dubbed “little ginseng.” Seeds, fresh roots, dried roots, and leaves can all be used medicinally: seeds relieve indigestion and phlegm, fresh roots stop coughs and aid digestion, dried roots facilitate bowel movements, and leaves treat early stages of dysentery, including preventive effects against it, as detailed in Madam Gu’s “Gu’s Pharmacy Annotation.” Undoubtedly, they are cheap and practical, accessible even to the poor–truly a thing of great merit!

But however good they might be, having them overrun one’s dining table is less than uplifting!

Radishes are good for easing bowel movements and clearing the air, but what is she to do if they eat too much?

Damn it! Where have all the vegetable sellers gone?

Thinking this, Gu Changsheng asked just that.

True to his principle of sticking to the facts, Dong Lei recounted his experience of going out to buy vegetables at the market.

After listening, Gu Changsheng was speechless, staring skyward for a long while before finally murmuring, “If even the vegetable stalls are unattended and uncared for, has something serious happened?”

Seeing his wife’s confusion, Dong Lei quickly shook his head. God knows, on her round trip she didn’t even brush past a single person. Even if she wanted to gather information, there had to be a living soul to speak to, right?

“My lady, please bear with it a bit. Although a table full of radishes isn’t very appealing, perhaps it’ll be better once we’re full. It’s a necessary evil, isn’t it?” Dong Lei, seeing his wife wasn’t about to explode, finally relaxed and whispered persuasively, then touched his nose and added, “My lady, humans are iron and food is steel; missing a meal makes one panic. These radishes still have to be eaten!”

Gu Changsheng looked at the table full of colorful radishes, her mouth twitching.

Godfather! Was she really reduced to relying on radishes to fill her stomach?

What the heck was the point of such a life?

Resentful…

“So, does everyone at home eat radishes for breakfast too?” thought Gu Changsheng with deep resentment, her expression shifting as she asked intently.

“Of course!” Dong Lei replied decisively, thinking of the family eating radishes and touched his nose with embarrassment, “The menu’s consistent. Compared to this table, except for the quantity, there’s no difference at all. Isn’t that what you said about impartiality, my lady? The maid has been very obedient…”

“So what was their reaction? Did they eat?” Gu Changsheng was most concerned about this!

What kind of people were she feeding? Little Meat Bun was doing okay; used to hardship from a young age, he was easy to please. As long as there was food, he wasn’t picky–at least in this respect, her son was a good baby, mischievous moments aside! When Little Melon Baby got naughty, he could definitely be a pain, and she couldn’t do anything about it!

Her own son might be manageable, but there was also Zhou Zongbao–a genuine His Highness Prince Bao, accustomed to the imperial feasts of rare delicacies from mountains and seas. Gu Changsheng would stake her life on it that if Zhou Zongbao had to eat a table full of radishes, she’d literally take her head off to play polo with it!

“Upon seeing the breakfast spread, His Highness Prince Bao nearly flipped the table in anger. It was only because the maid acted quickly to stop him that he didn’t eat breakfast and stormed off in a huff…” Dong Lei thought of the furious Prince Bao and was at a loss for words.

Should she blame herself? Could she really be blamed? A clever woman can’t cook without rice; she had done her best to prepare a table full of radishes! It really isn’t easy managing a kitchen if you don’t know the hardships of cooking!

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng finally felt somewhat balanced.

Damn it, comparisons are truly essential! Compared to Zhou Zongbao, starving, Gu Changsheng felt she had to be somewhat better off.

It was just various radish dishes, after all. At least they were organic and harmless; at most, they’d cause a bit more gas–just contaminating the air, slightly ruining the aesthetic!

Whoever dared to make a fuss about this, Gu Changsheng decided to respond with a saying, “Mind the heavens and the earth, but can’t manage human bowel movements or flatulence!”

Looking at the table full of elaborate radish dishes, Gu Changsheng suddenly remembered Zhao Lirong’s skit from her past life, Imperial Court Radish. Damn, if there were also Imperial Court Potatoes, that would truly bring everything to life!

Bright and spirited!

“Gurgle!”

Gu Changsheng caressed her rumbling, empty stomach with a pained expression, extremely frustrated. She had gotten up late today and was already famished.

Radishes, you wait! I will exterminate you in the name of the moon!

With such a cry in her heart, Gu Changsheng, embracing a spirit of heroic sacrifice, picked up her chopsticks and sat down.

Dong Lei’s eyes widened as he watched his wife resign herself to her fate, feeling pity for the table full of radishes.

What did the radishes do wrong to deserve such disdain?

“Xiao Leizi, remember this for me, after today, I don’t want to see radishes on the dining table for a month!” With a fried radish ball in her mouth, Gu Changsheng still remembered to remind Dong Lei.

Damn, bitter resentment against radishes!

Just as Gu Changsheng had taken only a few bites, a breathless shout came from the yard.

“My lady! My lady! This old servant is back…”

Huh…

Gu Changsheng was startled and quickly set down the chopsticks he was holding. Was that Uncle Song’s voice?

Gu Changsheng and Dong Lei exchanged glances, both showing a hint of confusion in their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Song burst into the dining hall, leaning against the doorpost and gasping for air.

Gu Changsheng was dumbstruck by Uncle Song’s disheveled appearance and was momentarily speechless. Uncle Song’s hair was a mess, with strands of black and white intertwined like tangled hemp. His clothes were covered in mud and so filthy that their original appearance was indiscernible. His face wasn’t any better, looking like a painter’s palette with its numerous colors…

Gu Changsheng, in disbelief, pointed at Uncle Song from head to toe and, with a twist of his mouth, began, “Uncle…Uncle Song, have you returned from a calamity?”

Dammit, even Monk Tang in “Journey to the West” who endured eighty-one hardships and was almost cooked in a pot several times never looked as bedraggled as Uncle Song!

“Yes, Uncle Song, what happened to you? We couldn’t find you early this morning; we thought you had left early because something came up…” Seeing this, Dong Lei hurried forward, attempting to support Uncle Song.

Uncle Song pushed Dong Lei’s help away and shook his dizzy head, “Don’t touch me just yet; I am very dirty.”

Gu Changsheng nodded, looking at Uncle Song’s condition. Although he was a bit out of breath, he looked strong, and the fact that he was dirty was undeniable!

Uncle Song really was an honest man!

While his imagination ran wild, Gu Changsheng suddenly sniffed and then frowned slightly.

The smell of Soul Attracting Incense, although it was just a residual scent, Gu Changsheng’s nose was always sensitive to medicinal fragrances, especially when the medicine came from her own hands!

“Uncle Song, how exactly did you leave the house?” Filled with doubts, Gu Changsheng furrowed her brows and asked aloud.

Seeing his wife’s question, Uncle Song, who had just caught his breath, bowed quickly, completing the formality, and then spoke, “Madam, something serious has happened!”

Gu Changsheng was stunned and a trace of doubt flickered in her heart.

When Dong Lei went to buy groceries and encountered an empty street without a soul in sight, she knew something had happened. But since it didn’t pertain to them directly, Gu Changsheng had always adopted a hands-off approach. Hearing Uncle Song say so, Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue.

After catching his breath, Uncle Song began, “Madam, if I had not experienced it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it. Last night after I left your study, I lay down and had just fallen asleep when I smelled a faint fragrance and then remembered nothing.”

“When I woke up, I found myself kneeling in the County Prince’s Mansion…”

At this point, Uncle Song involuntarily bent over and rubbed his knees. Godfather, they still hurt; he wasn’t even sure how long he had been kneeling.

Just as Uncle Song was about to continue speaking, Gu Changsheng raised her hand to interrupt him.

At this moment, Gu Changsheng’s face could really be described as colorful, her mind spinning wildly.

Dammit, last night she knew that evildoer Zhou Mu had taken her Soul Attracting Incense. At the time, she was jokingly thinking that maybe the lonely evildoer couldn’t sleep and was using Soul Attracting Incense to lure people while wandering the streets at night!

It turned out, her words unexpectedly came true!

The evildoer really did go out to lure people for fun!

He used her Soul Attracting Incense as bait and actually lured Uncle Song out to play; what was the meaning of this?

Thinking this, Gu Changsheng became a bit gritted her teeth. Dammit, evildoer, I’ve got a major beef with you now. Taking without asking is theft, and not only did you steal, but you dared to use it on someone from her family!

This is just looking for trouble for no reason!

“Madam?” Seeing his wife’s troubled expression, Uncle Song hesitated and called softly, his face revealing a hint of urgency. There was urgent news waiting to be reported, and by the look on his wife’s face, she didn’t seem worried at all?

“Xiao Leizi, go and get a bowl of vinegar from the kitchen!” Gu Changsheng, spotting the flushed anxious look on Uncle Song’s face, waved her hand at Dong Lei.

Although Dong Lei didn’t understand the reason, he still responded promptly and rushed to the kitchen. His wife always had her reasons for doing anything.

Gu Changsheng indeed had her reasons. Soul Attracting Incense was non-toxic, but it contained mental stimulants that could muddle one’s senses, making one lose their soul, so to speak. As the drug’s effect weakened, the person would regain their senses but would become overly excited and easily agitated…

That was exactly Uncle Song’s current state.

Soul Attracting Incense was non-toxic and naturally had no antidote, but vinegar could counteract it!

Uncle Song, eager and trying to speak several times, was continuously interrupted by Gu Changsheng.

Soon, Dong Lei arrived, holding a bowl brimming with vinegar, having practiced cutting vegetables for a long time, which made his footwork very stable. He ran all the way, and not a single drop of vinegar was spilled.

“Madam, the vinegar is here!” Dong Lei rushed forward, offering the full bowl of vinegar.

Gu Changsheng reached out to take it, and with a lifting of her arm in Dong Lei’s astonished gaze, she poured the entire bowl of vinegar onto Uncle Song without spilling a drop…