MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 11 Sour plum drink pack (3)

  Chapter 11 Sour Plum Drink (3)

  Fairy face, Asura heart.

  Wen Mingtang listened to the discussion from the people outside, thinking: This seems to be the nickname given to the young minister of Dali Temple in front of him by the storyteller in the teahouse outside.

  This nickname... In all fairness, it's not wrong! Needless to say, the fairy face, anyone with eyes can see what this young minister of Dali Temple looks like.

  As for this Shura heart... the official is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and he deals with heinous criminals on a daily basis. If he is really soft-hearted, he may have been swallowed by the murderer long ago.

  The sound of sticks and sticks came, and the sticks pierced into the flesh one by one.

  Wen Mingtang looked at Liu Shi who was screaming in front of him, and couldn't help shaking his head: Actually, Liu Shi didn't specifically target Liu Yuan! She used insulting words such as "bitch" on a daily basis, but the object of the insult was Zhao Dalang, who lived in a nearby neighborhood and was also a commoner, and no one made a fuss about her.

   How could Liu, who was used to being domineering and domineering on weekdays, ever suffer this kind of grievance? Looking at Zhao Dalang, he shouted "Help!"

  But Zhao Dalang...

  Dalang Zhao, who can't fight back when hit or scolded on weekdays, is shrinking his head and looking at her, but he doesn't dare to look at her. From the beginning to the end, he has never stood up like a man!

  Whether she was beaten or she was beaten, Zhao Dalang's reaction was exactly the same, a bowl of water was flat!

  Wen Mingtang looked at Mrs. Liu who was glaring at Zhao Dalang angrily, and thought: After this incident, Mrs. Liu and Mr. Zhao Dalang are going to have trouble!

  When there is no trouble, Liu likes "honest people" like Zhao Dalang who are easy to control. When he is really in trouble, Zhao Dalang's reaction is not to mention Liu's, even the onlookers can't help shaking their heads.

  What is the use of this man?

  Wen Mingtang patted the frightened Zhao Lian, whose face was pale, and after comforting her, motioned her to look at Lin Fei who was staring at the overturned "egg fried noodles" in a trance.

   "Auntie said just now that she would make a new bowl for that adult," Wen Mingtang reminded Zhao Lian, "He paid for it but didn't get anything to eat. If you really want to care about it, Auntie may have to take a few more sticks!"

  I originally thought that such an exile-like character would be careless, but in fact... how could someone who became the Shaoqing of Dali Temple at a young age be a kind person? Maybe it really counts!

Zhao Lian came back to her senses, realized this, and quickly begged Wen Mingtang: "Sister Wen, you can do it! My mother made the egg fried noodles yesterday when she saw it. It was really hard to swallow. At this time , but don't offend that adult because of this!"

   After twenty sticks, it is estimated that she will have to lie down for half a month, and she doesn't want her mother to suffer more sticks.

  Wen Mingtang nodded, turned and went to the backyard.

   After entering the backyard, Wen Mingtang didn't go into the kitchen immediately, but walked to the courtyard wall, took two steps back, borrowed his strength, and skillfully turned over to the top of the wall. Reaching out to take out a pair of shoes from the banyan tree outside the wall, she jumped off the wall again and returned to the yard.

  Taking the shoes, he walked to a vegetable field reclaimed in the backyard, glanced at the clearly visible footprints inside, Wen Mingtang smiled, and sent the shoes back to Mrs. Liu and Zhao Dalang's house.

  When it was daylight today, when he noticed Mrs. Liu sneaking into the house, Wen Mingtang knew that it was for him. So, I kept a hand. Going to Mrs. Liu's house, compared to the shallow footprints in the vegetable field, I found a pair of shoes that were similar to her footprints, and "deepened" those footprints.

  So, with such conclusive evidence, even if he didn't meet those Dali Temple officials, Mrs. Liu would not be able to deny it.

  Of course, this "evidence" is very obvious, and if we really want to investigate it carefully, there must be flaws. But she was sure that Mrs. Liu would not insist on being "wronged" and demanded an in-depth investigation.

   After all, even if Mrs. Liu admits to it and steals her own things, the law can't do anything to her. It's a big deal to stumble another day!

  The fact is exactly the same. Liu was beaten because he was used to arrogance. He didn’t stop talking and insulted officials as "untouchables" instead of stealing.

   After returning the shoes and washing his hands, Wen Mingtang went to the kitchen and made another fried egg noodles.

  Just now when he saw the lumpy "egg fried noodles", Wen Mingtang knew that Mrs. Liu secretly learned her cooking. It's a pity that regardless of level or talent, Mrs. Liu is as stable as ever. After learning something different, people don't even want to move.

   The fried noodles are not sticky until they are soaked in cold water. Mrs. Liu probably did not expect that the essence of this fried noodles lies in the step of "washing the noodles".

  After finishing the fried noodles with eggs, Wen Mingtang didn't go to the front yard immediately, but went to his baggage to get a greased paper bag, and took them there together.

  But said that after the Liu family was dragged to the door by the Wucheng soldiers and horse officials who were patrolling the street, Liu Yuan and others sat down again and stuffed the egg fried noodles into their mouths with a bitter face.

  When I was eating in pain and suffering, an inexplicable aroma rushed into my nose.

   Liu Yuan, who had fried noodles stuffed in his mouth, suddenly became excited. Before he could speak, he saw an extra plate of "egg fried noodles" in front of his own non-human Shangfeng.

  The things in it are the same eggs, onions, vegetables and noodles, but I don’t know why, they are obviously the same things, but the plate of "egg fried noodles" is not the same dish as theirs.

  The noodles on the plate in front of Shangfeng looked smooth and distinct, whether it was eggs or onions, the color was just right, and even the green vegetables were green and oily, which whetted the appetite.

   It was the girl who was falsely accused of stealing sauerkraut who brought "egg fried noodles".

She put down a beautiful oil-paper bag together, and said: "What happened just now... surprised you all! This is a package of sour plum drink made by myself. I will give it to some of you to make me feel astonished, and please don't ask me to give it away!" Be disgusted!"

   After speaking, he smiled at the few people, turned and left.

  A piece of paper was added to the outside of the square-sized oil-paper bag. The ingredients and taboos inside were written in white letters on a blue background, and a beautiful red tassel was attached to the thick hemp rope.

  The entire oiled paper package looks beautiful and delicate, and it is determined to be handy when it is given away.

   This thing doesn't match this restaurant at first glance, and I think it's a thank you gift from the girl.

   "Is this considered bribery?" Liu Yuan asked everyone.

  Bai Zhu took a deep breath of the overly fragrant egg fried noodles in front of Shangfeng, and said, "It doesn't count. But if it's a gift, Shaoqing will also have a share!"

  When the girl was accused of stealing sauerkraut, not only Liu Yuan, but also Lin Shaoqing helped.

   Lin Fei, who was mentioned, focused his attention on the plate of egg fried noodles in front of him. He picked up the chopsticks and paused for a while, then took a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

   Then... the expression remained calm, and the movements were slow.

  This reaction... I can't tell whether it is delicious or unpalatable.

   Several people had no choice but to give up and continue cooking.

After a meal, Liu Yuan and the others showed a sense of generosity and righteousness, and finally pulled all the "lunch" invited by Shangfeng into their stomachs. They put down their chopsticks, and only then noticed the side where they were eating The slow Shangfeng's plate was also empty.

  How did Lin Shaoqing eat so slowly and one step faster than them? Several people are very puzzled.

   Is the egg fried noodles delicious?

   "It should be delicious." On the way back, Bai Zhu said to Liu Yuan, "If it's not delicious...do you still remember Mrs. Zhou?"

  Ms. Zhou? Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, remembering this person, the expression on his face was a bit indescribable: "The one who was transferred to the Imperial College by Lin Shaoqing?"

  Bai Zhu nodded: "That's the one. I heard that she was resigned by Yu Jijiu from the Imperial College some time ago."

  Surprised by one sentence, Liu Yuan almost bit his own tongue: "Just because the cooking is not delicious, you alarmed Yu Jijiu?"

   "How is that possible?" Bai Zhu shook his head, beckoned to him, and motioned him to listen to him. After talking like this, Liu Yuan suddenly understood.

"That's right, the Guozijian is recruiting new chefs right now, and the skill is second. The key is here..." Bai Zhu pointed to his face and said in a meaningful tone, "Then the public chef has to personally inspect the chef, if here No, no matter how good your skills are, you won’t be able to enter the official kitchen of the Imperial College!”

  (end of this chapter)