Transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world to become a village bully and set up a stall in ancient

Chapter 366 changed one move

Gao Mengli woke up, got out of bed lazily, and was in a great mood!

As soon as she sat up, she saw Lin Xi looking at her with a resentful expression from the floor.

Gao Mengli was taken aback: "What? Your aunt's husband is here?"

Lin Xi suddenly sat up from the floor, hugging his knees and glaring at her: "What uncle?" He rubbed his chest, which was still aching slightly, "That damned Hei Yi stepped on my foot last night, and it still hurts."

The damned Hei Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in the shadows, speechless.

If he says he didn't step on it, I don't know if Mr. Lin would believe him now.

Gao Mengli was taken aback, then immediately realized what was happening and felt a little guilty.

She coughed twice, her eyes drifting to the window: "Ahem, well, Hei Yi... he might be sleepwalking?"

I've heard that the recent full moon can easily trigger nocturnal trampling syndrome.

Lin Xi raised an eyebrow: "He's sleepwalking and he keeps stepping on my chest? Is he really blind?"

Gao Mengli quickly went over and solemnly pulled at his collar to look at him: "Oh dear, it's just a small red spot! I'll have Hei Yi make you a pot of black chicken soup to nourish you later? Consider it his apology to you."

Hei Yi, lurking in the shadows, twitched his lips. "Damn, that black pot lid is covering his face perfectly..."

Lin Xi got up and snorted, "Black chicken soup isn't enough. We need to add ginseng to stew together, otherwise it's a disservice to my injured chest."

Gao Mengli immediately approved: "Deal! Add an extra serving of chilled plum juice to cool down your temper, Uncle."

She secretly winked at the air and mouthed to Hei Yi, "Put it on your tab!"

Black One: "..."

Well, not only am I taking the blame, but I also have to lose money.

Lin Xi's complaint turned into a smile: "That's more like it!"

The two got up, tidied up, and quickly continued cleaning.

The restaurant has three floors, and there are indeed some hygiene issues.

Gao Mengli was taking a break today and was working on her abacus at the counter, preparing to budget for the expenses on opening day.

Just then, an old woman led a little boy in quickly, her forehead covered in sweat.

As soon as they entered, they called out to Gao Mengli behind the counter, "Shopkeeper, could we have a bowl of water? My grandson is dying of thirst!"

Just as Gao Mengli was about to respond, Lin Xi ran over with two bowls of herbal tea: "Auntie, have some of this. It's freshly cooled and will help you relax."

The boy took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, but suddenly burst into tears, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground.

This action happened so fast that Lin Xi was startled and quickly took a few steps back.

"It hurts... Grandma, my tummy hurts so much..."

The old woman's face changed drastically. She slammed the bowl on the ground and pointed at Gao Mengli and Lin Xi, cursing, "You heartless shopkeeper!"

The water is poisonous!

My grandson was perfectly fine just now, but his stomach started hurting after drinking your water. What are you up to?!

As he spoke, he shouted loudly towards the door, as if afraid that others wouldn't hear him.

After her announcement, the entrance was immediately surrounded by onlookers who whispered and pointed at the restaurant.

Gao Mengli frowned, looking at the child's clumsy attempt at etiquette on the ground. A slight smile played on her lips as she said with amusement, "Xixi, someone here has been poisoned. Quickly, scoop up some manure and force it down his throat. Cui Cui, vomit!"

Lin Xi was taken aback at first, then immediately understood what Gao Mengli meant. Suppressing her laughter, she turned and ran to the backyard: "Alright! There's plenty of manure, guaranteed fresh!"

He was just squatting down to take a dump in the dark!

There are no public toilets here, only wooden buckets, which are convenient to use!

Upon hearing this, the boy, who had been clutching his stomach and whimpering, suddenly stopped crying, his eyes widened, and he instinctively shrank behind his grandmother.

The old woman's face turned deathly pale instantly. She clutched the child to her chest, screaming and demanding, trying to stop them: "What are you doing! Who pours excrement into a patient's body? How can you treat illness like this? You're clearly trying to kill me to cover your tracks!"

Gao Mengli put the abacus aside, crossed her arms, and said with a half-smile, "Don't talk nonsense. What murder to cover it up? That's not something law-abiding citizens like us would do."

At most, we'll force-feed your "poisoned" grandson feces; he'll just die from overeating!