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Chapter 198 The dishes are too rich

After Jiang Zhao finished all this, the waiter from Jingshui Building also came to deliver the meal.

Today is Yuanzheng, so the meals delivered by Jingshui Tower today are extraordinarily rich, and the food boxes alone are full of five.

There are some tough dishes in it.

Jiang Zhao was carrying a food box with heck, but he didn't know what kind of food was in it, it was so heavy.

Wei Xiang was carrying two big food boxes by himself, and it seemed that he couldn't catch his breath.

After putting the food box he was carrying in the dining room, he turned back and took the food box in Jiang Zhao's hand.

After the five food boxes were placed in the dining room, Jiang Zhao lifted the lids one by one.

The first food box is Buddha jumping over the wall.

Jiang Zhao's eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't expect that there would be a Buddha jumping over the wall here.

The strong fresh fragrance lingered on the taste senses of several people, making people wish they could pick it up and eat it right now.

The golden soup inside exudes an attractive luster.

Wei Xiang carefully brought out the Buddha jumping wall, removed the partition, and there were two floors below.

The second layer is a plate of roasted deer tendon.

There is a plate with small green vegetables on both sides, and there is deer tendon in the middle.

I heard that this deer tendon is a dish made from the elastic deer tendon of sika deer, simmered with radish and a kind of fruit.

It smells very good.

It seems that for the sake of Yuanzheng, the cook of Jingshui Tower has used all his housekeeping skills.

Next, there is a dish of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, which is steamed and stewed with tender chicken and pork. Looking at its bright color, people's appetite will be greatly increased.

In another food box, there are stewed fat duck, sweet-scented osmanthus shark's fin, and chicken jumping.

There is also a separate food box for pastries, including single-cage golden soufflé, mandala-like pancakes, and Brahman light pastry noodles.

The other few food boxes, needless to say, the dishes inside are also rich and unusual, and they are all top-notch ingredients that can only be eaten with money.

Five food boxes filled a table so full that it almost couldn't fit.

Taking out the bowls and chopsticks, several people began to feast on it.

Jiang Zhao served himself a bowl of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

The rich soup reverberates in the mouth, even a little sticky in the mouth, and the seafood inside is also full of fresh fragrance.

Take a bite and you will have endless aftertaste.

Another bite of deer tendon, soft and chewy, makes you want to have another bite after one bite.

Look at Jiuqi, who is stuffing it mouthful by mouthful now, for fear that if he slows down, he will eat less.

Jiang Zhao watched him eat and felt that his appetite was better than before.

For two people, you have a chopstick and I have a chopstick.

But after eating for a long time, it was as if these dishes had never been eaten, not much less at all.

But the two of them couldn't eat anymore. After eating, they leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long sigh. They were a little tired and couldn't eat anymore.

Simu Bai and Wei Xiang also stopped the chopsticks in their hands.

They had eaten enough today, but the dishes delivered by Jingshuilou were too much for the four of them to finish.

"Let's rest for a while. We'll clean up these things later. I'm really full."

"If we haven't finished eating, wait for us to take a break and take it out to those old people who are begging. It's not a waste."

Jiang Zhao suggested.

Several people thought this proposal was good, and they all got up and went back to their rooms to rest. Lying down after eating is the best way to rest.

Back in the room, Jiang Zhao dragged his shoes, went to the bed, let out a long sigh, it was so comfortable.

Going to sleep when you are full is also one of the great blessings in life.

Jiang Zhao, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again, there was a knock on the door outside, which woke her up.

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, then got up and opened the door, only to see Si Mubai and Wei Xiang standing outside.

She squinted her eyes at the two of them and asked, "Zhongqing, Brother Mu Bai, what's the matter with you?"

"Didn't you say you were going to distribute the food to the beggars? If you don't go, it will be dark."

Si Mubai said.

Jiang Zhao glanced at the sky outside the door, and it was only around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, so it was not as exaggerated as he said.

But she still packed herself up quickly.

Go to the kitchen and put the leftovers from lunch into a pot to heat up, then put them in a food box.

I also brought rice and a charcoal stove. These dishes are definitely not enough for those people. I will cook some porridge on the spot and share it with them, so that they can also eat some hot food when they are in Yuanzheng.

Wei Xiang drove the carriage and took them to the slums in the capital.

It is said to be a slum, but it is actually a ruined temple, in which there are many people who cannot afford to eat and can only beg.

As soon as Jiang Zhao and the others walked in, they attracted the attention of the people inside.

After all, this was the first time that such a well-dressed little man came here.

The homeless people who were lying down, hoping to reduce their physical exertion, sat up one after another and looked at these young gentlemen.

They were all dressed in tatters, and the exposed skin was dark, and it seemed that they hadn't been washed for a long time.

When not talking, the only white spots that can be seen on them are the two eyeballs.

Several people did not take the food box off the carriage, for fear of causing a fight.

First, I took out the rice bag, went outside to get some water, took out the rice, and started cooking porridge.

All the homeless people looked at them with wide eyes, not knowing what they were going to do.

Wei Xiang vigorously stirred the rice and water in the pot to prevent them from sticking to the pot.

Jiang Zhao, on the other hand, watched the charcoal fire from below, blowing his cheeks from time to time.

The carbon ash burned on the charcoal fire was blown away, making it even more red.

The bottom of the pot was also burning red, and the water boiled even more.

The rice is tumbled in the boiling water.

Soon the unique aroma of rice came out of the pot.

The homeless people in the temple were all staring at the black pot, drooling constantly, they were already hungry and thirsty.

In the past, even if you went to beg, the food you got was leftovers from other people's food, which was cold.

It was the first time they came into contact with hot porridge so closely after begging.

Jiang Zhao glanced at the porridge in the pot, then at the homeless people around, and frowned.

Although these are enough for them to eat, no one estimates that they can only eat seven or eight percent full.

Yuanzheng, you should fill your stomach full.

She went out to discuss something with Jiuqi, and let Jiuqi come over and whisper something in his ear.

Jiu Qi nodded, drove the carriage and left.

When Jiang Zhao returned to the ruined temple, the water in the pot was boiling and drier, and the porridge was almost ready.

The vagrants are like hungry wolves, with green eyes staring at the thick porridge being boiled in the pot.

The sound of swallowing saliva became more and more one after another.

Some people who were lying on the ground also sat up from the ground when they smelled the fragrance.

The process of waiting for the porridge to be cooked is a tormenting process.

Looking at the porridge that was bubbling and bubbling in the pot, they felt their stomach growling more and more arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)