Lord please forgive me

Chapter 209 The Cook
evening,

In the living room of the Luo Mansion, the masters of the Ming Cult who had been standing all afternoon could finally sit down for a while.

Ying Zhen is still in retreat,

The current affairs are presided over by Jiang Qinghui alone. She was sitting in the middle of the hall, tapping her fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair.

The owner of the black-spotted white tiger, the wheel-running king Xiao Lun, was the closest to Jiang Qinghui in the hall, and he was the fourth among the nine senior brothers and sisters, under Chu Guangnan.

He only heard a few dry coughs, took the lead to break the dull atmosphere, and said with a smile:

"Elder Sister, when will Senior Brother leave the customs?"

Jiang Qinghui held her cheeks and said lightly:
"do not know."

"Oh~"

Xiao Lun then asked again:
"Ye Yu in Tianji Pavilion is in Luoyang right now, what do you think Eldest Sister should do? Do you want me to meet him?"

"Whatever!" Jiang Qinghui's tone was still neither cold nor calm.

Xiao Lun looked embarrassed, not knowing what to say next, feeling that the topic had been discussed to death,

Jiang Qinghui sighed suddenly, waved her hands lazily, and said lightly:
"You all go out, do whatever you want, just don't be idle."

Everyone resigned and left one after another as if they had received an amnesty.

Jiang Qinghui was silent alone, not knowing what she was thinking,
She hadn't seen Yingzhen for more than 20 days, and she had asked Chu Qingqing about his recent situation in private, and after asking for a long time, she could only ask "Young master has a good appetite."

"Oh~ Annoying~"

How long will he be in seclusion?Closed for a year?So I won't see him for a year?

At this moment, Jiang Qinghui's heart suddenly moved, and his brows were filled with joy. The white shadow flashed and disappeared into the hall.

There is a single small building by the lakeside, the moonlight is pleasant tonight, the breeze is blowing, the lake is swaying, and the little lotus is swaying gently.

At this moment, on the stone corridor outside the small building, there was a tall and straight figure looking up at the moon, his brows were like mountains, his eyes were like stars, and his wind god was as handsome as a fairy.

Jiang Qinghui looked at him across a lake, and both of them smiled.

She knew that the current him was only a thread away from his peak, or in other words, a little tacit.

The woman in white flew out like a fairy, directly across the small lake and landed next to the man, with a happy expression and unspeakable joy,

"Come out?"

The man nodded and smiled:

"Well, it's out,"

"Won't you go in again?"

"Probably not for the time being."

"I ordered it while the meal was stuck. You must be hungry, right?"

The man's handsome face suddenly looked bitter, and said:

"Is Cook Pan here? Xiaoqing's cooking skills are really...too bad."

Jiang Qinghui nodded with a smile, and took his hand,

"Go, let's eat."

Yellow Chicken House,
The name is so earthy, but this does not affect its wealth and guests.

There will be such a restaurant in every place, the appearance is ordinary, the decoration is also ordinary, but the taste is famous far and wide, once it is time to eat, let alone whether there are empty tables, you don't even have a place to eat standing.

But the atmosphere in the Yellow Chicken Tower today is very strange, because there is a picky person.

Everyone in Luoyang knows that the most famous dish of Huangjilou is Beggar Chicken. The owner Wen Fugui can make [-] kinds of flavors, all of which are endlessly memorable.

But today, there was one person who dominated a table, ordered nineteen chickens with different tastes, and then found faults one by one.

"If you want to make roasted chicken sweet, the most common way is to use honey, and it has to be acacia nectar, so that it will be sweet and not greasy. You should use the best acacia nectar. If you pay more attention, put some sweet Berry juice, sweet and sour combination, the taste can be further improved, what a pity, what a pity, the essence of beggar chicken is crisp, rotten, crisp, and tender. You have a lot of nineteen flavors, but in fact it is putting the cart before the horse ,and this."

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a body as fat as a hill was pointing at the beggar chicken on the table with chopsticks, bossing around, with a rather haughty expression on his face,
The strange thing is that shopkeeper Wen, who has always had a bad temper, is standing aside respectfully at this moment, bowing down and listening to the other party's criticism of his famous dish.

All the diners in the hall watched this scene with great interest. They felt that the taste of this beggar's chicken was already very good. This middle-aged fat man was clearly picking on his faults. Why is Shopkeeper Wen so good-tempered today?

Little did they know that this middle-aged greasy fat man was Pan Shisan, who was known as the magic chef of ice and fire in the world, and the blender of thirteen top seasonings at that time.

Thirteen incense, only the top of the incense, not everyone can taste it.

The reason why Wen Fugui listened so patiently to the teachings was, of course, that what the other party said were indeed some unique cooking ideas, otherwise, according to his usual personality, he would have picked up a kitchen knife to fight with the other party.

In the end, the shopkeeper raised his hand to salute the man, and then returned to the back kitchen thoughtfully.

Although he had been picking thorns for a long time, the fat man was not picky about his food, he ate all nineteen chickens, and the way he ate all the chickens made people look like he had a big appetite.

Qin Qing rested his cheeks, watched the middle-aged fat man finish eating the last chicken with a surprised expression, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"That's amazing, that's nineteen chickens,"

The three people who were at the same table with her seemed not to have heard her speak,
Tang Zhan has a big appetite, tearing a chicken leg,
Rong Fengtang raised his eyebrows and looked at a silver ticket in front of him, which was printed on the ticket was Zhengda Bank of their Rong clan.

It's just that the amount is a bit eye-catching,
50 two.

silver,

The corner of his mouth twitched, he suddenly raised his head, frowned and said:

"Are you playing with me?"

A green-clothed Confucian scholar sitting opposite him suddenly had an innocent expression on his face, and said:
"Boss Rong said this, how could Ye play with you?"

Rong Fengtang said: "The promised 5000 taels of gold, why is it only 50 taels?"

The Confucian scholar in green shirt nodded solemnly and said:
"That's right, it was indeed 5000 taels of gold, but you threatened to sell Qing'er to a brothel. It’s a crime, asking for a lot of money is still a crime, I see that Qinger has lost a lot of weight recently, and I feel distressed, another crime, multiple crimes and punishment, Ye Mou can give you 50 taels, Boss Rong, you can have fun secretly.”

Qin Qing kept snickering as he listened, isn't your Rong Fengtang thick-skinned?Then let my little uncle with the thickest skin in Tianji Pavilion deal with you.

Rong Fengtang pressed two fingers on the bank note and pushed it back,
"5000 taels is 5000 taels. My personal grievances with Miss Qin are another matter. If the money is not in place today, don't try to take her away."

"have to!"

The Confucian scholar in green shirt put the silver bill in his arms, spread his hands, and said helplessly:
"In that case, then Qing'er should stay in Luoyang, and Boss Rong will have to worry about board and lodging."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Qing with a guilty face,

"Little uncle is unable to take Qing'er away, Qing'er is not to blame, but don't be afraid, uncle will also stay in Luoyang, whoever dares to bully you, I can't get around him."

Qin Qing nodded "obediently",

"Thank you, little uncle."

Rong Fengtang saw the two singing together, and after a moment of silence, his heart suddenly moved, and he laughed:
"5000 taels of gold to exchange for a daughter-in-law is not a loss. Yes, it's settled like this. If you give me 1 taels of gold today, I won't let anyone go."

Qin Qing suddenly turned his head to look at the other party, his expression stunned,
For a moment, I just felt that my heartbeat seemed to be a little faster than usual.

(End of this chapter)