Exclusive golden branch

Chapter 124
Today, there are two types of meat food in the Baoling County Government Prison. One is stir-fried chicken with green garlic barely dipped in meat, and the other is out-and-out meat and mutton soup with sweet potato powder.

In one afternoon, more than a dozen ordinary people came to Baoling County Yamen Prison for various reasons.The inmates who were imprisoned in the prison for minor crimes were flattered, after all, it was the first time they had been taken care of by their own family members and neighbors.

But before they got excited, they figured out the reason why they were taken care of like this. It turned out that those people came to see Second Miss Fang.

When it was time for evening food, the head of the county government prison began to serve food.Although it is difficult for outsiders to watch, I can't give Miss Fang a good meal to show special, after all, there are so many eyes staring at her!
But within the scope of his ability, the cell boss still subconsciously gave the best to Miss Fang.

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"Sometimes I have always wondered whether the cooks on the big stoves in the world are all taught by the same master chef, who can make dozens of hundreds of dishes into the same flavor..."

The cumin mutton skewers were grilled well, Jiang Shaoyan took a bite of the roasted tender and oily mutton, the cumin flavor spread from the tip of her tongue, and she remembered what she said in her previous life when chatting with General Zhao.

Although the Zhao family is one of the most famous dignitaries in Dajing, the family is rich and has no worries about food and clothing, but this kind of life of rich clothes and fine food will not change because of the status of the young son of the Zhao family when they enter the military camp.

In the eyes of the common people, General Zhao, a young hero with a white horse and a silver gun, has the same worries as ordinary soldiers when he enters the barracks.

After Jiang Shaoyan said what he complained to her back then, he successfully provoked Xiangli and Xiao Wuxiao to fall back and forth, deeply convinced.

"Not only can you make any dish into the same taste, but the cooking technique is also very powerful. Especially when the dish in your hand is put into the spoon, it starts to shake from the moment you pick it up. The spoon shakes all the way and spreads all the way. There's only half a teaspoon left in the bowl. If you like it, shake it off less, but if you don't like it, maybe there's only vegetable soup left in your bowl!"

Right now, Miss Fang's status as the Second Miss did not offend the head of the Baoling County Government Prison for food distribution, so compared to the half-spoon of rice given to ordinary prisoners, the spoon given to Second Miss Fang was not only full, but also stacked higher. Not a lot.

Under such hospitality, Fang Zhihui only had the urge to vomit.

I don't know if it was cooked overnight or the mutton soup was not thoroughly heated, and the mutton fat was not melted on the white mutton.The fans made of sweet potatoes have already become lumps.Such a spoonful of meat and soup poured on it has turned off the appetite of Miss Fang, who is never tired of eating and eating.Add a spoonful of fried chicken with green garlic on top, the green garlic is sallow, and the chicken looks black and burnt. If you look closely, there seem to be a few pieces of apples in the chicken. It seems to be an "innovative invention" by the master who cooks the prison rice.

These things really have no appetite no matter how you look at them.As if he was afraid that people would lose his appetite, the chef in charge prepared some appetizers: a few pieces of marinated moldy tofu, also known as fermented bean curd, to eat with tasteless sweet potato powder.

It's just that the moldy tofu is really "moldy". How could Fang Zhihui dare to touch those black and blue spots?
After struggling for a long time, there was really no way, so he added a chopstick of sallow green garlic and blackened chicken before entering Fang Zhihui's mouth and spat it out.The master who is in charge of the spoon should be salty, don't put too much money, the salty ones will be bitter.The key point is that the salty and bitter taste is also mixed with the sweet and sour taste of apples. With the combination of the two, Fang Zhihui really couldn't eat it with one chopstick, so he quickly used chopsticks to transfer the "green garlic chicken and apple pieces" to the moldy tofu bowl. They were distributed to the frontier together.

Although the remaining mutton and sweet potato vermicelli soup has a lot of smell in comparison, it looks much better than the one just now.After just one mouthful, Fang Zhihui still underestimated the fishy smell in it, and "vomited" in a very useless way.After a meal, not only did he not eat it, but he vomited everything he had eaten before.

Fearing that something might happen to her, the prison boss who was eating mutton and sweet potato vermicelli soup hurried over and asked her what was wrong.

Fang Zhihui, who had only just vomited a lot, smelled the fishy smell of mutton on the prisoner's body, and started to feel sick again, and hurriedly waved his hands to keep the prisoner away from her.

The prison chief had no choice but to let it go.

Fang Zhihui, who vomited away most of her energy, huddled in the corner of the prison bed, her eyes reddened: she regretted it after only being locked up for a long time.If I had known earlier, I would not have provoked Jiang Si just to please Miss Zhizhi.

What is she trying to figure out!Fang Zhihui wiped the tears off her face viciously, huddled in a corner and muttered: "Zhixiu, the second sister is all for you!"

Let's hope that Miss Zhizhi finds Ji Shizi sooner, so she can say something nice for the third sister!
It's just that although she has the belief of "saving the third sister", Fang Zhihui can't help but feel sad when she thinks of staying in the prison for three months.

She couldn't bear it for a long time, three months?
Thinking of having to eat these foods every day, she felt a sense of despair.

I was hungry all night, and finally stayed up until morning.In the morning, the chef in charge of Baolin County Ya’an didn’t do anything random. She got a dry steamed bun, an egg not much bigger than a quail bird’s egg, and a pair of chopsticks. The chef's homemade stir-fried greens with grapes, bananas and tea leaves. How good is the chef's own creation? She has already experienced the chicken and apple cubes with green garlic yesterday.

The dry steamed buns and the eggs, which are not much bigger than quail eggs, are not very delicious, but compared with the dishes created by the chef, they are simply astonishing.

Fang Zhihui took a bite of the dry steamed bun, and her eyes turned red again.

She has a strong personality since she was a child, and she has never cried a few times, but since she was locked in yesterday, she has cried twice.

In the past, she wouldn't even touch this crap, but now she can.

Isn't it just three months!Fang Zhihui gritted her teeth: "I, Fang Zhihui, can't bear it?" After a pause, she couldn't help but said bitterly, "Jiang Si, you dead girl, wait until I go out to make you look good!"

That fat girl is shrewd and eloquent, and ordinary methods may not be able to deal with her.Fang Zhihui made up her mind and decided to let her go out and not talk nonsense with her. After all, she might not be able to quarrel with her, so she might as well find someone to put a sack on her and beat her up.

Fang Zhihui, who was silently biting a steamed bun and thinking about getting revenge after going out, didn't notice the movement at the prison door, until Qingmei, the most powerful maid by her side, appeared in front of her anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Qingmei who suddenly appeared in front of her, Fang Zhihui was taken aback and asked.

She was going to stay in the prison for a while, so she handed over the matter at hand to Qing Mei for the time being.She knows what kind of girl Qingmei is, and she is usually calm, rarely showing such an anxious expression.

"Miss, people from Zhao's family have fallen into trouble!" Qingmei stomped her feet and said hastily.

(End of this chapter)