The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 245: Moldy food buries hidden dangers and nightmares to warn you (4)

Chapter 245: Mildew buries hidden dangers and nightmares as a warning (4)

Xiner nodded and said curiously: "Yes, Grandpa Li, how do you know?"

Mo Yan noticed something was wrong in his expression, and then she thought about it and remembered that his son-in-law's surname was Zhang, and his family also owned a rice shop.

Grandpa Li, could it be that Zhang Ji Mipu is you..."

Li Zhong nodded with a look of grief and anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it's the Zhang family who has been harming my daughter all her life!"

Mo Yan frowned. Since he is the Zhang family, it is not surprising that he would cheat others by betraying him.

Grandpa Li, dont be angry. If this business of selling moldy rice is confirmed by the government, the Zhang family will definitely have nothing to eat.

Li Zhong shook his head and said, "I wish their family would be unlucky, but it's not as simple as you think."

Mo Yan was stunned, "Why? Grandpa Li, can you tell me something?"

Li Zhong nodded and said seriously: "At this time of year, moldy rice appears on the market. Usually when new grains are put into the warehouse, the moldy grains are cleaned out. But how can ordinary people let so much grain get moldy? In this situation, except for wealthy families, there is only Guancang. Seeing how confident the Zhang family is, what they are selling is probably the moldy rice from Guancang."

Mo Yan was thoughtful, and when he saw Li Zhong stopped, he quickly asked: "It's not good to eat the moldy rice, so the officials release the moldy rice and sell it to ordinary people, aren't they afraid of problems?"

Ancient people may not be aware of the dangers of moldy rice, but there are many introductions to the dangers of moldy rice in modern times. Among them, Aspergillus aflatoxin contained in moldy rice is dozens of times more toxic than arsenic. Excessive intake will be life-threatening.

Seeing her interest, Li Zhong continued: "The imperial court has a clear rule that moldy grain is not allowed to be bought or sold. However, every year, there is no telling how much moldy grain is cleared out of the official warehouse, and those in charge of the granary will secretly find the rice." Shops sell these moldy grains to them at low prices, and these rice shops sell the moldy grains to ordinary people. After so many years, it has not caused any serious consequences, and there must be many people making huge profits like this without capital. , maybe even some big shots are involved.

His old employer ran several rice shops, and people came to him to sell moldy grain at low prices. His old employer was conservative and not so greedy for profit. After discussing with several stewards, he got the opposition from most of the stewards. The owner didn't take the business. He was one of the stewards at the time, so he was very aware of the matter.

"The private sale of moldy grains is tacitly allowed. Even if the person who went to the government to complain today has solid evidence, the government will just turn the big issue into a trivial matter. It won't make a big deal. At most, the Zhang family will pay some money and the matter will be settled. "

Mo Yan frowned. It turned out that she thought too simply. Since the moldy food in the official warehouse is secretly sold by the official family themselves, as long as there are no major problems, the higher-ups will naturally turn a blind eye.

But there are always exceptions to everything. These people are playing with the lives of ordinary people. Aren't they afraid of capsizing in the gutter? You must know that if something happens, with so much mold, more than one or two people will definitely die.

The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more he felt that those greedy people were extremely abominable, and his original good mood was completely ruined. She was absent-minded all the way back home, her mind full of bad things. Even when Zhen'er said that she would bring the Yun Zhao brothers and sisters home, she vaguely agreed.

Zhen'er thought she had agreed and was extremely happy. She planned to tell Yun Zhao, a good friend, the good news next time she went to the city.

Perhaps she was thinking about things day by day and dreaming about things at night. That night, Mo Yan had a nightmare.

In the house, a family of seven or eight people were sitting happily around the table, talking and laughing and looking very warm. There were several ordinary dishes and a large basin of white rice on the table. They picked up the rice and ate it deliciously. There was a young woman who put her two or three-year-old child on her lap and fed the child with a gentle face. While the child was eating, he suddenly started bleeding from all his orifices and died in the woman's arms.