MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 442 Scissor noodles (4)

  Chapter 442 Scissors Noodles (4)

   Ended the conversation with Lin Fei like playing a riddle, and not long after Lin Fei left, A Bing and Tang Yuan came to look for Wen Mingtang.

   "Master Wen, what do you eat at Mushi?"

Sitting in front of the window, Wen Mingtang turned out the inkstone in his bag to add water and grind ink, and said, "Didn't the house office send pork meat? For meat dishes, make braised pork meat in soy sauce, and for vegetarians, fry it with tender leeks and eggs." Let's have some soup."

  Although the ingredients sent by the internal affairs office are not harsh enough to starve to death, they are definitely not too much. One meat, one vegetable and one soup have become the standard configuration of each department. In this way, no matter which yamen's public kitchen you go to, the three meals are almost the same.

  That's it... the culinary skills of the chefs are more obvious at a glance.

  The ingredients are only two or three kinds, and there are too many to make flowers. Tang Yuan and A Bing nodded, and were forced by the internal affairs office to reduce the dishes. The public chef felt a lot easier. There are three dishes in total. It is easy to cook, especially since I practiced with Wen Mingtang for a year last year This is especially true for the culinary A Bingtong glutinous rice balls.

So when they heard that Mu Shi was these three dishes, the two immediately said that Mu Shi asked him to make them. It happened that these dishes were not yet skilled in cooking, and the oil was too much and the oil was too little. How to arrange the sugar, salt, sauce and vinegar If you really want to go out and open a restaurant, you need to work slowly and diligently, then the weight of these ingredients is all in the hands of the two of you, and you need to master it well.

   It just so happened that Master Wen's arm could be raised again.

  Wen Mingtang rubbed his arm covered with plaster, and did not refuse their kindness.

  After the two left, they picked up a pen and started writing.

  Moshi's dishes are simple, but they taste good. It can be seen that they are from the handwriting of A Bingtong, who was taught by Master Wen.

  Looked around for a while, but didn't see the shadow of the third person behind the countertop of the public kitchen. Someone couldn't help but asked A Bing with the glutinous rice balls: "Where is Master Wen?"

   Tang Yuan smiled and said, "Master Wen hurt his hand while making scissor noodles this morning."

The little official who asked the question twitched his lips and said: "Master Wen can be lazy on the first day of the new year. It's not like I was busy flipping through the files. It's best not to come to other cases at this time, so that I can calm down and take a breath..."

  Before he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from outside.

   "I'm afraid I can't!"

  Following these words, it was Bai Zhu who walked in, holding an open complaint in his hand, and said, "A new case has arrived!"

  Here it goes again... The servants and officials who were waiting in line to get the evening meal all changed their faces at the same time. Some people turned pale and their lips trembled as they wanted to say something, but they didn't say it.

   At this time... I really have no skills at all!

  Compared to the unsightly faces of the servants and officials, Bai Zhu's expression was calm. He looked at the crowd, paused for a moment, and said, "The one who submitted the petition...is Master Wen."

  As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

   After a moment of silence in the public kitchen, inquiries came one after another.

   "Master Wen? What happened to Master Wen?" Someone asked immediately after hearing the words.

   He was a little more thoughtful, thought for a while, and said, "Is it a family matter or a personal matter?"

  As soon as these words came out, many people looked at Bai Zhu. Master Wen's life experience is not a secret, nor is the matter of the Wen family. If it's about Wen's family, it's an old thing. If it's about me, it's a trouble that happened only in the past two days.

  Bai Zhu's answer was somewhat unexpected.

  Bai Zhu looked at the crowd looking towards him, and said, "It's not only a family matter, but also my own."

   These words make people a little confused.

  Looking at the puzzled eyes of everyone, Bai Zhu smiled and said: "Master Wen sued his cousin, isn't it both a family matter and his own business?"

  Everyone was stunned, "Oh", and someone quickly responded: "Master Wen's cousin...I remember that it seems to be the top card of Jiaofang that King Yu once bought! Later, I heard that there was no news."

   "There is news now." Bai Zhu said with a smile, "So Master Wen sued his cousin, sued her... Zeng and King Yu wanted to kill her in the street."

  Although the woman named Wen Xiutang is Master Wen's cousin, her temperament is completely different from that of Master Wen. At a glance, she can tell that she is two kinds of people. Although King Yu's case was closed, it was a fact that Lin Shaoqing, Liu Sicheng and Bai Sicheng were also hunted down by the dead man who was chasing and killing Master Wen in the street at that time. In full view, the whole street witnessed this scene.

  However, because the dead man died at that time, although he suspected that the man was instigated by King Yu, there was no proof of his death, so Master Wen did not sue.

   Later, after the incident in King Yu's case, this Wen Xiutang disappeared, and Master Wen did not sue except for asking them to find someone in private.

   But unexpectedly, today, Master Wen came to file a complaint quietly.

   Someone came to his senses: "Have you found Master Wen's cousin?"

  Bai Zhu nodded, and said: "I found it, and now Liu Yuan took Zhao You and the others to arrest him."

  Who would have thought that Wen Xiutang, whose whereabouts were missing after King Yu's accident, would come back?

  …

  Wen Mingtang didn't expect Wen Xiutang to come back so soon. One must know that Wen Xiutang had left Beijing for less than a year.

  Rubbing his nose, Wen Mingtang became suspicious when he remembered the fragrance he smelt when he passed by Ye Huai yesterday and the sachet Ye Huai was wearing around his waist.

  The only clue left when Wen Xiutang disappeared was that the steward who took Wen Xiutang spoke with a Jiangnan local accent, and Ye Huai and the others came from Jiangnan, which made sense.

  Some things may sound like jokes, but there may be some clues in the jokes.

  Ye Huai had been to Chang'an earlier, Lin Fei had to be deceived by Ye Huai's good looks in order to beat her up. He had said more than once that Ye Huai was a literary talent, and as a young talent, he was sought after by many women.

  Some of these women are ladies from great families, but more of them...are prostitutes.

   This is not surprising. Poems written by talented scholars and songs sung by famous prostitutes have always been one of the fastest ways for prostitutes to show their talents.

  Wen Xiutang was in Jiaofang at that time, so it is not surprising to hear Ye Huai's name. Judging from Wen Xiutang's habit of competing with her since childhood, Ye Huai was also the ex-fiancé of the original owner. Wen Xiutang was still a member of King Yu at that time, but he might not think of a way to meet Ye Huai, so it would be a shock. Respond to the original owner. With Ye Huai's temperament... er, why wouldn't he not go when invited by a beauty like Wen Xiutang?

  Furthermore... Thinking of what happened to the "original owner" in the dream, one can imagine how Ye Huai would arrange Wen Xiutang.

Wen Mingtang feels that this Wen Xiutang is probably the second "original owner", but this time, something happened to Princess Liyang and Ye Zhouxu had other plans, so Wen Xiutang didn't really die in the name of "fake death", but followed left the capital.

   That's it... It's just right, she was still looking for Wen Xiutang, and she delivered it to her door herself!

  (end of this chapter)