MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 301 Spicy Chicken (3)

  Chapter 301 Spicy Chicken (3)

  Money, of course, cannot be conjured out of thin air. After all, such things as the legendary cornucopia do not really exist.

  Lin Fei looked back at Guan Shi, who was lying upright on the ground in the room, lifeless: the person is dead now, which shows that there is no cornucopia, but there must be people who make money.

   "Search and check the whole house," Lin Fei said, "sort out all the things in the shop and house under the surname Mao."

  Liu Yuan answered "Yes", and was waiting for Shangfeng to say what he would do next, when he saw Shangfeng looking up at the sky, and suddenly said: "It's time for lunch, let's talk about it after going back to lunch!"

   As he spoke, before Liu Yuan could speak, he lifted his foot and left first.

  Since Master Wen came to the public kitchen, Shangfeng has always been active in eating three meals unless it is absolutely necessary. Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu who came over looked at each other, wanting to laugh, but followed Shangfeng's footsteps honestly.

  Why don’t you take the initiative to eat? I don't know what Master Wen did for lunch today.

  …

  By the time a few people returned to Dali Temple, the time for lunch was nearly halfway through, and many of the servants who stayed in Dali Temple had almost eaten by this time.

Smelling the strong and enticing aroma, he walked into the public kitchen and saw the main course on the plate at a glance: chicken nuggets fried until golden brown, with white sesame seeds sticking to the surface, which looked very delicious at first glance. Cute, but... cute at the same time, looking at the red pepper next to the chicken nuggets is a bit daunting.

  The amount of chili...is it too much?

Those colleagues who buried their heads in the cooking were rushing into their mouths with golden fried chicken nuggets, peanuts, etc., while "hissing" and being sucked in by the heat, but even so, the chopsticks in their hands were still stretching toward Chicken nuggets in that chili.

  Is there a lot of pepper? There are more than before, but it doesn't affect everyone's cooking!

  Looking at this posture, Liu Yuan's heart trembled, and he walked quickly to the front of the counter, and asked Wen Mingtang and others who were busy behind the counter: "Master Wen, today's dish..."

"Spicy chicken, a little spicy." Wen Mingtang said with a smile, "The spiciness has been reduced. If you really can't stand it, you can add two more bowls of rice." He pointed to the empty rice bucket behind him, and smiled. He said, "Everyone ate a lot today!"

  The meaning in the words is obvious. But that spicy...

Liu Yuan was still hesitating at the stall, but Bai Zhu had already walked up to him, taking a lunch ahead of him, and the fragrant and spicy chicken scent passed his nose, this... this is going to Let it dry and see how to make it?

   Upon seeing this, Liu Yuan immediately said, "Master Wen, bring me a lunch."

  Wen Mingtang glanced at him with a smile, and put a large bowl full of rice on Liu Yuan's dinner plate.

  Compared to Liu Yuan's hesitation, Lin Fei took away the lunch without even frowning, and even nodded subconsciously when he saw the spicy chicken, showing a quite satisfactory expression.

   This dish called Spicy Chicken really suits Lin Fei's appetite, and the rich spicy aroma is extremely attractive to him.

Chewing the special, elastic and chewy chicken in his mouth, watching Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, who are still swallowing the spicy chicken with rice but still reluctant to give up. Zai picked up a chopstick of chicken and put it into his mouth, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Do you want to talk about the case?"

Looking at Bai Zhutong and Liu Yuan, who were suddenly frightened by Lin Fei in front of the food table not far away, the glutinous rice **** watching the excitement behind the counter couldn't help covering their lips and snickering, and turned to Wen Mingtang who was beside him and said, "Master Wen, first At that time, I couldn't see that Lin Shaoqing was also a person who knew how to joke!"

  The public chef is not for nothing. Everyone in the public kitchen knows how much spicy Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu can eat. For the two of them, eating this spicy chicken with rice is already the limit. If you want to talk... I'm afraid you will have to choke on this spicy chicken!

  That's it... It's better to follow the etiquette of eating without saying anything.

  Lin Fei knew it in his heart, so he made a joke, seeing the expressions of the two of them, he let it go as soon as he saw it, and continued to lower his head to pick up a piece of spicy chicken with white sesame sticking on it, and began to chew.

Everyone wanting a spicy chicken dish couldn't stop, and when they finished their lunch and left, someone remembered: "Master Wen, is the pork belly snack going to be served today?" After speaking, he burped, then The spicy chicken goes well with rice.

  Wen Mingtang looked at the guard who was speaking: It wasn't someone else, it was the one who came to ask about kitchen knives yesterday.

  Nodding his head, Wen Mingtang said with a smile, "I'll be up in a while!" He paused, and before he could speak, he continued, "Remember to come early, come late...I'm afraid there will be none."

  Although they haven't seen the snacks made of pork belly, but from the words of Master Wen's mouth, everyone has obviously heard a bit of knowledge.

  The guard rubbed his stomach, clicked his mouth and said: "But I have eaten two big bowls of rice in a row for this spicy chicken, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this pork belly."

As soon as Wen Mingtang said this, before Wen Mingtang could speak, Liu Yuan, who was on the opposite side, spoke first. He squinted at the servant who was speaking, and said, "Don't worry, why can't you eat the crispy pork belly? It's just tough." It can be stuffed in! It’s just that I can’t grab it.”

  The aftertaste of the crispy pork belly pork from last night is still on his mind. He is reluctant to put the spicy chicken in his mouth, but he also wants to eat the crispy pork belly pork. only…

  Looking at the two students who had come to "spot" in advance, looking outside the public kitchen, Liu Yuan felt that the crispy pork belly pork meat from last night might not be available for some time.

  The guards saw the students who came to the Imperial College to "step on the spot". Seeing this group of students who are actively grabbing food, they suddenly choked, moved their lips, and wanted to say why they always came to Dali Temple to grab snacks? I can think of myself being greedy and always hungry when I was studying, but I really can't tell.

   That's all, when Master Wen brings new snacks, this crispy pork belly should be available.

Sure enough, the crispy pork belly was not taken out of the "oven" until the lunch hour was over, and the two students snatched up the crispy pork belly and walked away with dozens of oil paper bags. up.

   Except for the tempting aroma of the crispy pork belly meat and the crisp sound when cutting the meat, the students didn't even leave a bit of scum.

   Fortunately, Ji Caimaidao specially bought a lot more pork belly meat for this snack today, and there will be a lot more tomorrow. If you come earlier, you still have a chance to buy it.

When the guards left with regret, Lin Fei, Liu Yuan and others who were sitting in front of the food table got up, but they did not leave immediately, but walked up to Wen Mingtang. Liu Yuan coughed lightly, and turned to look at Lin Fei behind him .

  Lin Fei met Wen Mingtang's gaze, and said, "If I remember correctly, it will be your holiday in a few days. I want to treat you like Yu Jijiu."

   As expected of Lin Shaoqing! Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu looked at Lin Fei who was talking, and they were filled with emotion: I just mentioned this last night, and today I came to find Master Wen. Lin Shaoqing said that he would also make the crispy pork belly pork. At that time, they can buy the pork belly pork and ask Master Wen to cook it together.

  What does it matter if you can't grab it? Isn't there another way to eat this crispy pork belly?

  Wen Mingtang was taken aback when he heard the words, but nodded immediately. She will be fine on her holiday in a few days, but...

   "Lin Shaoqing, I remember that you just added a very good craftsman to your family?" Wen Mingtang couldn't help asking when he thought of the master he saw on Zhuangzi earlier.

Happy New Year!

  (end of this chapter)