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Chapter 219 Pickles

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    Half an hour later, Ling Ruo was already sitting in a private room with Yi Jingchen and Zhao Xinting.

    She solemnly said: "Yi Jingchen, we must make things clear. I agree to come here for Yan Xi's sake, not because of you."

    "I know, she is the one who is limping and making lotus cakes, not me." Yi Jingchen handed the recipe to Ling Ruo, "See if the food in this restaurant suits your taste, if not, let's change it  place."

    Ling Ruo flipped through the menu, and ordered a few home-cooked dishes that he usually likes to eat.

    Yi Jingchen said: "Where is Yixing, why isn't he with you?"

    "Something happened to his family, he went back to his hometown, and it may take a week before he comes back."

    "What's the matter?" Yi Jingchen poured Ling Ruo a cup of tea.

    "Grandpa is dead."

    "Then why didn't you go back together?"

    "What am I going to do?"

    "You are the future granddaughter-in-law!"

    "If you talk nonsense, I'll leave!" Ling Ruo warned.

    "Okay, I won't talk about it."

    When the dishes were served, Yi Jingchen put Ling Ruo's favorite pickled vegetables, bullfrogs and prawns in front of her.

    Zhao Xinting was in a hurry to get things done so that he could go back to work, and got up to pour wine for Ling Ruo.  Ling Ruo covered the glass with his hand: "I don't drink, he knows."

    Yi Jingchen could only say, "I'll get you a bottle of drink."

    "No need, come out to eat, just eat a bowl of rice."

    Zhao Xinting could tell that Ling Ruo's favor was to go to this restaurant for dinner, and other things were not included in the favor.  But he could also see that Ling Ruo and Yi Jingchen were not ordinary acquaintances, listening to their conversation, they were definitely true friends.  Since he is willing to come over for dinner, there is room for discussion.

    He wanted to take advantage of his fellowship with Yi Jingchen to get closer to Ling Ruo first: "Reporter Ling, let me toast you first. You are Jingchen's friend, that is, my friend. I think when Jingchen entered the brewery  I was the one who introduced you! I never expected that he would meet such a great person as you today."

    Zhao Xinting intended to flatter Ling Ruo, but Ling Ruo felt very uncomfortable.  She hardly looked at Zhao Xinting: "Manager Zhao, let's cut to the chase. The reason I came to dinner today is because Yi Jingchen and I are friends. It's purely a gathering of friends and has nothing to do with you. I won't eat because of Yi Jingchen."  Because of the dust, the report will not be published.¡±

    Zhao Xinting laughed along with him: "But Reporter Ling, you can't assume that there is something wrong with our beer just because you visited our factory once. You must know that once your report is released, our factory will die."

    Ling Ruo became even more unhappy: "Are you questioning my public revenge?"

    "Of course it's impossible. Reporter Ling is a good reporter with professional ideals, and he will definitely write every report objectively and fairly." Yi Jingchen hurriedly smoothed things over and put a shrimp in the bowl for Ling Ruo, "The mall said yes  Regarding the beer issue, is there any proof?"

    Ling Ruo said: "It's a fact that the customers all drank beer."

    Yi Jingchen said: "The fact is that those people drank the beer from the small fishing village brewery and then vomited and diarrhea, but there is no evidence that the beer is the problem, right?"

    Ling Ruo looked at him and frowned: "What do you mean?"

    Yi Jingchen said: "The world is so big, there are many things that happen to different people in different places at the same time, right? For example, everyone says that twins have telepathy. If you and I eat in different places on the same day  If we ate the same dish, are we twins? We have to go through scientific identification to judge, right? No matter how many people drink the beer from the small fishing village, but there is no conclusive evidence, it is hard to say that the problem is the beer.  ?¡±

    Ling Ruo didn't speak, just eating the pickled vegetable bullfrog in front of him.

    Zhao Xinting stared at Ling Ruo closely, not daring to blink.

    Yi Jingchen went on to say: "Brother Zhao's request is not too much, I just hope that you will not publish this report before there is no conclusive evidence to prove that the problem is beer."

    "But what if there is really a problem with beer? If I can't let consumers know in the first place, I will be harming people." Ling Ruo looked at Yi Jingchen, "And, I have been to the brewery. To be honest, the equipment is old  , the workers can't even do the basic cleaning, let alone aseptic production. If there is no problem in such a factory, it is really worrying!"

    "This is still your subjective determination, but you are a reporter, and what you need to report is objective facts." Yi Jingchen caught another shrimp for Ling Ruo.

    Ling Ruo was a little angry: ??Come on, are you calling me blind, or are you teaching me how to be a reporter?  "

    Yi Jingchen took back the prawns that were just about to be delivered to her bowl, peeled them and ate them himself: "Jiwei prawns are also Yan Xi's favorite food, but unfortunately, although his father sells them, she can't always get fresh ones.  Because the fresh ones have to be sold, their brothers and sisters can only eat the leftover ones, which are dying. I only saw your newspaper last year saying that you can¡¯t eat dead shrimps, saying that eating them is not good for your health.  At that time, Yan Xi also joked that the life of the editor who wrote this article must be very good. He didn¡¯t know that many people in life have to work hard just to survive, and they don¡¯t care about nutrition. It¡¯s good to be able to fill their stomachs  Yes. Many newspapers said that they should not be eaten, but ordinary people grew up eating them. For example, pickles, said to contain nitrite, but in Qingquan and small fishing villages, every household picks two big jars at the end of the year. Do you know how to pickle pickles?  ? If you see it, you probably don¡¯t want to eat it anymore. Wash and dry fresh cabbage and put it in a jar, then sprinkle salt on it. The strongest man in the family washes his feet, then stands in the jar, and steps on it  When the water comes out, the pickles will taste the best."

    Ling Ruozheng was carrying a pickle, and after hearing what Yi Jingchen said, a pair of big hairy feet suddenly appeared in his mind.  She put down her chopsticks and looked at Yi Jingchen angrily: "What do you mean?"

    Yi Jingchen said: "We all grew up eating pickles. According to your logic, did you suffer from malnutrition or food poisoning? If I remember correctly, the reason why you fell in love with eating pickles is because of your color.  For the first time, Xi made you a plate of fried meat with pickled vegetables. After that, no matter where you went, you would order a plate of fried meat with pickled vegetables, bullfrogs with pickled vegetables, and fried pork with pickled vegetables. Let me ask you, if one day, you get food poisoning, don¡¯t you need any  The evidence directly confirms that it is because of eating pickles? Even if it is because of pickles, can you directly ask Yan Xi for compensation?"

    Ling Ruo pushed the pickled vegetable bullfrog in front of him to the opposite side: "I'll settle the score with Yan Xi when I go back!"

    Yi Jingchen said with a smile: "You can write this report, at least you have to investigate thoroughly, right? The shopping malls, the customers who have diarrhea, you have to ask clearly, and the hospital's inspection report, at least you have to look at it, consult  How about a doctor?"

    "Okay, I know what to do. Do you think I will write a report based on my own subjective assumptions without any investigation?" Ling Ruo looked at the plate of bullfrogs, thought for a while, and took it over  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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