Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 22 Soy Milk Fried Sticks ([-])

Lin Fei turned a blind eye to the young man's clamor, and just glanced at him lightly, saying: "Pingxi County King originally deliberately mentioned the relationship with my grandfather, but Dao Xiaojun King was picky, afraid that the Xiaojun King would not be able to hold on to his hunger strike. Now, seeing the oily face of Prince Xiaojun, I will tell my grandfather when I go back, and tell him that the food at Dali Temple is very suitable for King Xiaojun, so that King Pingxi can feel at ease."

Hearing this sentence, the youthful Qiqiaosheng smoked, and immediately couldn't help but said angrily: "What a fart appetite! Are the lunch and evening meals in your Dali Temple eaten by people? It's just like the morning meals, my lord. Eat some morning food in total a day, where is your face full of oil?"

Shuangxi on the side looked at the boy, and hastily wiped his mouth at him.

The young man who reacted after realizing it belatedly wiped his mouth, and only remembered when he saw the oil stain on his sleeve: Although Chaoshi's deep-fried dough sticks were delicious, they were a bit of a twist. Isn't his face greasy with his current appearance?
Thinking of this, the young man who just said, "It's just like the food" immediately said angrily: "Did you collude with that cook? You called me over after she delivered some soy milk and fried dough sticks on the front foot?"

Lin Fei glanced at him and ignored him.

In the eyes of the young man, this reaction was acquiesced, and in a panic, he couldn't help but angrily said: "I knew it was like this! I saw it when I was escorted in first! You, Dali Temple From top to bottom, all the females are old women! But the cook who delivered the food to the court, she sounds like a delicate and beautiful woman, she must be yours..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fei.

"Prince Xiaojun, guessing at others randomly and ruining people's reputation, is your tutor in Pingxi County Prince's Mansion?"

The coldness in the voice made the young man tremble suddenly, but when he came back to his senses, he immediately suppressed his trembling calves and said with a stiff neck: "If you want to talk about destroying people's reputation, it's also about me and that cook. What are you doing?"

"A woman's reputation is important, but a man's reputation is not important?" Lin Fei glanced at him lightly, and said, "I just came here today to tell you that whether you are on a hunger strike or not, before the case is settled, Don't even think about going out!"

After all, he turned and walked out of the cell door.

The guards on the side quickly locked the prison amid the young man's curses, and then looked at Lin Fei cautiously.

Lin Shaoqing's sudden visit early this morning shocked them a lot.

But since the matter is over, Lin Shaoqing should leave!They might as well go back and eat the unfinished fritters.

After all, Lin Shaoqing is famous for saying that there are few things and few things, and the kind who leaves after finishing talking without looking back.

After waiting for a while, the two guards looked at the official robe in scarlet clothes standing in front of them in puzzlement, and raised their heads, only to see that Lin Shaoqing, who had few words and few things to do, was standing there and looking at the two of them.

Seeing this, the two of them were taken aback: which one can stand the gaze of "immortal face, Shura heart"?
Looking at the two people who were trembling in fright, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the faces of the two of them, he paused, and said, "Why do you two have the same faces as the one inside?"

The cursing in the prison separated by a door was interrupted for a moment, and then, an even more furious voice sounded.

"What is the one inside? I don't have a name, young master? Lin Fei, tell me clearly!"

Lin Fei ignored the panic inside, just looked at the two guards in front of him, apparently waiting for their answer.

The two guards looked at each other and hurriedly said respectfully: "My lord, it's probably because we all ate the soya-bean milk and fried dough sticks that morning."

He knew soy milk, Lin Fei asked the two guards: "What are deep-fried dough sticks?"

The two guards made gestures: "Such a long one is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, but it's not unusually soft. It's a bit wet, and it feels like biting it down..."

After a description, Lin Fei nodded to them to show that he understood, and then strode out of the cell.

……

After delivering the court food, Wen Mingtang, A Bing and Tangyuan returned to the dining hall. The lobby was still empty and no one cared about it.

Sitting on the table, Tangyuan took out the homemade pumpkin seeds and chatted with everyone.

After knocking a handful of melon seeds, Ah Bing looked at the sky and said to Wen Mingtang, "Master Wen, it's almost time of day, why don't you let me bring back these soy milk fritters with glutinous rice balls..."

Before the last word "go" came down, an official from Dali Temple appeared in the dining hall carrying a food box.

He seemed to be running all the way, because he was running so fast that he even tripped over a few things when he entered the door.

"Today's Chaoshi called soy milk and fried dough sticks, two servings!" The official said, and walked over quickly while wiping his sweat.

When he saw the things on the table, the official was also taken aback, staring at the fritters for a while, and then said: "I really haven't seen this before, I thought it was a gimmick at first!"

Wen Mingtang stood up from behind the counter and asked the official, "Would the soy milk be salty or sweet?"

Although there was only a bottom left in the sugar bowl and it could not be sent to the cell, but at this time there were only four or five servings of soy milk, and it could be sweet or salty.

As soon as these words came out, the official was stunned: "Is there salty soy milk?"

Wen Mingtang nodded, pointed to the small ingredients on the table, and said, "Add torn fried dough sticks, dried seaweed, dried shrimp, and chopped vegetables, and then top with sauce, vinegar, and chili oil."

In just one sentence, it seemed that the appearance of the salty soy milk was directly placed in front of him.The guard was taken aback for a moment, swallowed instinctively, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

It was Ah Bing and Tangyuan who answered him and nodded in unison!

Of course it's delicious, but it's delicious!
in this way……

The officer thought for a while and said, "Then let me have two salty ones, two sweet ones, and each with deep-fried dough sticks."

The cheerful A Bing who was nodding and Tang Yuan stopped suddenly.

When they came back to their senses, the two looked at each other, looked at the four bowls of soy milk and a few deep-fried dough sticks on the table, and couldn't help sighing: The idea of ​​packing and taking home today is gone again!
Wen Mingtang smiled at A Bing and Tang Yuan, and said, "It's okay, there will always be a chance next time, so let's tidy it up so that the table can be freed!"

After finishing clearing the table, we came out of the dining hall with A Bing and Tangyuan, and met Master Sun who came to make lunch.

Looking at Wen Mingtang and the others, Master Sun stood in front of them with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "There are more people in the canteen for lunch than in the morning. I will make some sweet dishes for lunch today. So I took some sugar in advance, I forgot to mention, so I didn't make trouble for Master Wen!"

Wen Mingtang looked at Master Sun in front of him, smiled faintly, and said, "No, it's okay!"

No, okay?After Wen Mingtang and his party left, Master Sun looked at the backs of the few people leaving and sneered: "You are very stubborn! Can you eat soy milk without sugar?"

At this time, Wang Junshan must have gone to the cell to investigate the situation!He would like to see what kind of "no, it's okay" method of today's morning meal.

(End of this chapter)