Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 451 Fried Rice
Brother Yang was fascinated by the story, patted his forehead for a while, and secretly scolded himself 'ridiculous'!
The whole story is bizarre and tight.

"Which murderer would make the killing so complicated?"

Brother Yang worked as an official in the Imperial City Division, and he has seen countless murders. Of course, he himself has killed people. When he kills people, he always investigates clearly in advance, steps well, determines the target, finds the right time, and kills with one blow. The perfect man fled away immediately.

Where do these fancy plans come from?
He has seen a lot of murderers who are not professionals. Most of them act on impulse, and they will be caught on the spot.

As for those who can't be caught, they probably can't be caught. How can a clever mysterious person appear, get involved in the case, ask the flaws in a few words, find out the murderer, and find out the motive and murder method before finding out the murderer. Ah, wait a minute.

"The murderer will not obediently wait for someone to catch him, and wait for someone to explain the cause and effect bit by bit."

Brother Yang laughed so hard that he liked it even after it was ridiculous, "This is what makes it interesting."

There was only one problem. From then on, if he couldn't hear or read such a story one day, he would probably feel very sad.

A cup of plain tea was placed on the table, Brother Yang tasted it, the taste was very light, but the aftertaste was long, he thought the taste was not bad.

The person in charge of serving the tea was an old couple who ran an old teahouse in the capital city. They had very kind faces and nice words. No one would have guessed that these two powerful characters were also famous in the government back then.

Brother Yang was squinting his eyes and listening to the music, when he suddenly felt the restlessness of the diners not far away.

The diners didn't move physically, but even the dullest people could feel their eager, passionate emotions.

Brother Yang opened his eyes wide and saw that many diners stopped talking and laughing in a particularly tacit understanding. They didn’t even talk about the piano player on the stage. The moon gate of the sea and rockery.

Behind the moon gate, across a short verandah, is the large kitchen.

Brother Yang is idle these days, but he listens to gossip a lot. People in the Imperial City Department are very curious about Gu Ji, but Gu Ji's defense here is ridiculously tight. Inspired, he seriously sent people in as diners to come in seven or eight times, and then barely drew the blueprint of this area.

Exactly why there was no result after going back and forth seven or eight times, the gang of scouts faltered and couldn't say anything, but now Brother Yang already quite understands.

They all entered Gu Ji, sat on the stool as diners, and maybe thought about looking around before eating, but once the food was on the table, there was no room for those miscellaneous things in my mind!
At this time, Gu Xiang personally carried the tray, his steps were like flying, but his hands were steady, he went straight to the gazebo, and put the tray in front of him.

Brother Yang instantly felt some complacency welling up in the bottom of his heart.

It was hard for him to be dissatisfied with the burning gazes of all the diners around him.

What was placed on the tray was a boat-shaped plate carved out of fruit shells. Brother Yang thought he was short-sighted, so he couldn't recognize the origin of the fruit.

But as soon as he lifted the lid, the strong fragrance came to his nostrils, and his mind became dizzy, as if he had drunk wine for three days and three nights, how could he have the heart to ask these questions?

There are golden rice grains on the plate, dotted with a little golden crab paste, just a little bit, like gold sprinkled on the rice.

Chef Gu finally gave him some serious meat, large slices, fried golden red on both sides, the oily slices of meat blended with the golden rice, the color of the whole plate of rice was extremely bright, it was a bit dazzling at first glance.

All these thoughts just passed away, Brother Yang didn't have time to think deeply, his hands moved by himself, picked up a spoon to scoop up a large spoonful of rice, and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully.

"Well!"

Brother Yang's mind exploded, and it went blank in an instant.

"how is it going?"

"Is it delicious?"

The diners around were obviously seeing Gu Xiang's fried rice for the first time, and they probed their brains one by one, inhaling desperately, with longing on their faces.

Just by smelling it, the aroma of this rice is amazing.

Many of the people here are foodies, and after smelling the rice, the body will spontaneously express its desire for food.

Many gourmets do not need to go to the door, just pass in front of the restaurant and restaurant, and you will know whether this place is worth going in for yourself. This is the reason.

Apparently, the smell of Gu Xiang's fried rice is giving them feedback now, even if a knife falls from the sky, the leg is broken, and there is only half a breath left, they have to finish the meal first, and then talk about other things.

Brother Yang put his head down and ate it wildly. He couldn't describe how delicious the meal was, he only knew that his tongue and stomach were clamoring non-stop.

Wang Yan swallowed his saliva while his heart skipped a beat.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at Brother Yang's expression, hesitated for a while, and then pulled Wang Yan to sit down silently.

The night wind is a little bit cold.

The fallen leaves rustled in the garden, and there seemed to be many birds singing.

Brother Yang finally ate up a plate of fried rice, not even half a grain of rice left.

He smacked his lips involuntarily, lying lazily halfway on the table, his eyes were a little dazed, and there was a hint of gleam.

At the moment of eating, various images continuously appeared in his mind, those he wanted to remember, and those he wanted to forget, seemed to come back in an instant.

Brother Yang savored his feelings carefully and took a deep breath, only to realize that those untouchable wounds were not so scary.

The brothers of Huangcheng Division call him Brother Yang more often.

But in fact, he is not very old, only twenty-three.It's always a good thing to be mature and prudent when he only works in the Imperial City Division, and he also thinks that he is indeed much more mature than those who are older than him.

His family background is not bad. His father and grandparents used to be officials. Although they are only low-level officials, they can barely be regarded as officials. In his father's generation, he could not study well, but he was not bad in business, and his business was doing well. His reading is not bad. If he hadn't experienced many changes, he wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to pass the Jinshi exam and rise to the sky. But with his ability, he can at least inherit his father's career and have no worries about food and clothing.

When he was a child, his grandfather died unexpectedly, and his death was tragic. The shop at home also caught fire for no reason. His father was deceived by others and suffered heavy losses.

Later, when he came to the Imperial City Division, he carefully investigated the events of the year, and found it extremely absurd. His grandfather was hated just because he saw the prefect's brother-in-law bullying others and said a few words, and he didn't even need the prefect. Talking, naturally there are many people who try to figure out what they want to take the initiative to share their worries and labors, and just like that, their family went bankrupt.

Although everyone is still alive, since then, he has been completely different from the former Yang Ming.

(End of this chapter)