MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 290 Crispy Roasted Pork Belly (1)

  Chapter 290 Crispy Roasted Pork Belly (1)

  After the knives of different sizes in the public kitchen were lined up, the guard who asked the question couldn't help being stunned.

There are nearly twenty kitchen knives of different sizes and shapes lined up on the table in front of you. You must know that each kitchen knife placed on it is different, and many of them have more than one kitchen knife, or even four or five. as much.

  Looking at the kitchen knife in front of him, the guard turned to look at Wen Mingtang who was introducing the kitchen knife.

   "This knife is used for chopping bones, because you want to chop meat and chop bones, the blade is sharp and the blade is strong..."

  Wen Mingtang's introduction was very serious, but the several guards didn't listen any more, but looked at each other, smiled wryly, interrupted Wen Mingtang, and said, "It's all right, Master Wen."

  Wen Mingtang put down the bone cutter in his hand and looked at the guard: "But what happened?"

What happened? The matter began when they followed Bai Sicheng to the slaughter stall and saw Lin Shaoqing and Liu Sicheng who were confronting each other with the bald butcher.

"The fishy smell in the market is too strong. Lin Shaoqing's nose... tsk tsk, this...Master Wen must be the clearest." Speaking of this, the guard glanced at Wen Mingtang, winked at her, and said, "After all, Wen Master also gave birth to such a nose!"

  Wen Mingtang was silent, and understood: "But Lin Shaoqing smelled something that shouldn't be smelled?"

  The guard nodded, and said: "In the slop bucket used by the butchers at the slaughter stall, Lin Shaoqing smelled something that shouldn't be smelled."

  The smell of the miscellaneous things piled up in the swill bucket is all mixed together, can you still smell something that shouldn't be smelled? The glutinous rice **** opened their eyes wide, took the two peeled and fried chestnuts that A Bing secretly stuffed into her mouth, and the sweet and glutinous taste of the chestnut meat dispelled many instinctive fears.

  The guard stopped here, as if he had thought of something, his face changed slightly, he didn't say what he smelled, but after looking at everyone, he said meaningfully: "Wu Bucai has passed!"

  As soon as the words "Wu Bucai" came out, everyone's expressions changed.

   Tangyuan covered her lips subconsciously, but fortunately the sweet taste of chestnut meat was still in her mouth and she didn't spit it out.

These people are not the kind of wealthy and noble people who can't easily enter the filthy land. It's not like they haven't seen the slop bucket of the butcher at the market slaughter stall, thinking that there are people hidden in the slop bucket where poultry, livestock and other waste are piled up... An unspeakable sense of horror welled up in my heart.

  The officer watched the crowd and heard the word "Wu Bucai" and his face changed, knowing that he was right when he didn't say it directly.

Thinking of them in Dali Temple, they deal with murder cases on a daily basis, and they have seen countless murder scenes, but in today's scene, thinking of the corpses in a pile of poultry and livestock waste, the guard turned pale and shook his head , glanced at Wen Mingtang, whose face looked better, and said, "Lin Shaoqing said that perhaps the corpse...couldn't be pieced together."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Mingtang's complexion, which looked good just now, immediately changed. He subconsciously looked down at the kitchen knives lined up on the table, and asked the guard with a pale face, "Is there a butcher at the slaughter stall?" Get involved!"

The guard glanced at Wen Mingtang, nodded and said, "It's not clear yet, so it's hard to say. But the butcher does have a lot of knives, and there are quite a few knives that seem to be able to kill not only poultry and livestock, but also people..." The guard shook his head here Shaking his head, he didn't continue talking.

Wen Mingtang took a deep breath, and suddenly remembered what Liang Hongjin had said to her, saying, "The cook is good at cutting meat and bones, and he can cut meat and bones with ease!" Then he shivered subconsciously, and looked at his hands. .

  The guard saw Wen Mingtang's expression changed, so he didn't say any more, he just thanked her, then left the public kitchen, and went to find Lin Fei to return.

  After the guards left, A Bing and Tang Yuan looked at Wen Mingtang with a pale face, and couldn't help but whispered: "Master Wen, could it be that butcher killed someone with a knife..."

  A light cough interrupted the two of them, Ji Caimai said: "It's hard to say now, maybe the butcher is innocent."

  Although he said so, Ji Caimai still shook his head and said: "In this way, no matter whether the butcher is innocent or not, the people who hear the news are afraid that they will be afraid of this kind of butcher at the slaughter stall!"

   "I remember that there was such a case in the early years," Ji Caimai shook his head and said, "If someone kills someone with the skill of eating, I'm afraid that the people involved in the whole craft industry will suffer."

  It’s like if a tea seller puts poison in the tea, the business of the teahouse and teahouse will plummet. Everyone will be afraid of drinking poisonous tea and dare not go to the teahouse again.

  If the cooks put poison in the dishes they cook, the restaurants and restaurants will also become deserted.

Right now is the butcher at the slaughter stall. The slaughter knife is said to be used to kill people. I am afraid that this year will be a year when vegetarians are more than meat eaters. In addition, the body parts are not complete... Those people who went to the market to slaughter poultry and livestock pointed out that Might have to freak out.

  Although they were emotional, but as far as they were concerned, there was nothing they could do. Ji Caimai glanced at the pork belly boiled in the casserole and said, "Keep working!"

  Just now, when Liu Sicheng and the others came to the public kitchen to receive the gift box, they said that they were going to visit Weifu for the meal, and they wanted to investigate the stomach trouble. How could they get involved in the slaughter stall for no reason? Ji Caimai shook his head in confusion, and continued to watch Wen Mingtang make pork belly.

After taking the pork belly out of the pot and drying it, Wen Mingtang took an iron skewer and began to do "acupuncture" on the pork belly. , Ji Caimai and the others put down what they were doing, looked at Wen Mingtang who was processing pork belly pork, and quickly forgot what happened just now.

  Everyone in the public kitchen can ignore the affairs of the market for the time being, but Lin Fei and the others cannot.

  Whether they were officials or servants, even the people who passed by to watch the fun found Zhang Pazi and covered their mouths and noses, watching the group of servants wearing thick gowns searching in the slop bucket.

This pungent smell cannot be covered by a veil or a robe. It is rare for the people watching the bustle to look at the officers who are searching. The guard gave birth to some sympathy.

  Looking for things in the swill bucket, it seems that some yamen...for example, the errands of the Dali Temple yamen are not easy to handle!

Lin Fei, with a veil covering his nose and mouth, put down the kitchen knife in front of the bald butcher, looked at the bald butcher who was restrained by two guards, raised his finger to the one or two "corpses" that had been found, and said: "You enter If you have been on this trip for decades, you should know better than me that this is for people, not for poultry and livestock!"

  The bald butcher's face was also very ugly, his lips trembled, but he nodded in response: "It's human."

  Lin Fei pointed to the sign in front of the slaughter stall, and said, "You are slaughtering poultry and livestock, why are there human corpses in the swill bucket?"

  The bald butcher shook his head and said, "I don't know."

  (end of this chapter)