When he heard that there was a problem with the soup, the first reaction of the general manager was impossible.
Queen Mirabelle cooked this bowl of corn soup with a lot of ingredients, including carrots, onions, mushrooms, ham, shrimp, eggs, and corn. The corn is tender corn that has not yet fully grown this year. It was harvested after some time, but the king's family likes the good taste of tender corn, and many acres of corn have been planted in the Wang family's private plot this year, so after the corn enters the grain filling period, a small amount of tender corn will be washed every day. It was sent to the palace for the king's family to eat.
It is worth mentioning that because the capital is colder than that of Sardinia, the maturity of corn has been delayed a bit. So now it has been more than six months. But still have to wait a while.
And these materials were all handled by the people in the kitchen. Except for the queen who put them into the pot and boiled them at different times and on orders, there was no change. These managers also watched.
"I'm pretty sure that she didn't add anything special to it, and she didn't even touch the ingredients. How could this bowl of soup be poisoned?" Are there any accomplices among the people?"
This is not impossible. After all, there are so many people in the kitchen, and the general manager used to be worried about them. Therefore, only a few people touched the food after the king fell ill, and the food and soup he ate after he woke up were changed. The food was prepared in secret from other places. The food sent to the king from the kitchen was directly supplied to Wei Wei. This is why Wei Wei's daily diet was abundant enough to share with all the maids, and no one in the kitchen found that the palace was in the palace. One more distinguished guest.
After all, even if the king didn't eat the food himself, it would also be distributed to the servants beside him. When he returned to the kitchen, there would always be only empty plates.
Off-topic, get back to the point.
The general manager thinks that there may be helpers, but since he is watching the whole process, the queen can't do it, and it should not be possible for others.
But the ingredients are cleaned before they are put into the pot. Even if someone poisoned it before, it should have been cleaned up long ago. Even if there are residues, there should be only a small amount.
But the fact is that the amount of medicine in the corn chowder is not low. Someone with a sensitive taste like her can taste the medicinal taste hidden by the taste of the chowder in almost one bite.
The steward was still thinking, "Is the poison hidden in the seasoning?" In this case, should I also take the seasonings used today and ask the Countess to check them?
"Your Majesty, for your safety, why don't we ask the Countess to check all the ingredients and seasonings in the kitchen?" At this time, he didn't care about being exposed or not, and the steward only put the king's comfort first.
The king pondered, the poisoner had already taken action. At this time, all the people who handled it were arrested and interrogated, and they should be able to find out who it was, as long as they found the remaining medicine.
So it was a good idea to ask Wei Wei to search together.
Wei Wei said, "It may not be necessary."
She put her fingers in the warm and slightly hot soup and stirred it, then lifted it and smelled it for a while, then put it into the water glass she used to rinse her mouth, and then sniffed again.
"I have to state again that this drug, while debilitating, is not a poison."
Chinese people all know that medicine is a three-part poison, but in the eyes of Westerners in this period, poison is poison, and medicine is medicine. In their impression, poison is that even if you eat a little, it will kill you immediately. There is no concept, let alone drugs that are not poisonous but more poisonous.
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