Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 240 Boiled Pork ([-])

Liu Yuan, who was flipping through the files in the lobby, was also scooping up rock sugar pears made from the "Pear Bowl".

He squatted until midnight yesterday before returning home. He was so exhausted that he fell asleep when he got home. When it was daylight, he woke up from the cold!

After all this tossing, my throat naturally started to dry out, and it seemed that I had symptoms of cold and fever!I frantically boiled a bowl of soup and medicine to remedy it, but the dryness of my throat was very uncomfortable. Now this ice candy pear came at the right time!

Bingtang Sydney is a very common thing, as long as you have enough patience, the taste will not be bad!Master Wen's bowl of rock sugar pears has obviously given enough patience. The jelly of the white fungus has long been incorporated into the soup. Moisturized a lot.

Liu Yuan put spoonful after spoonful into his mouth. Master Wen's rock sugar pear stew was sweet but not greasy, and the sweetness was just right!After all, if this rock sugar pear, also known as Xiao Diao Li Tang, can't be stewed well with enough patience, the only problem is that there is too much sugar, and it will easily become stale if you eat too much.

It's true that the longer you eat the dishes made by Master Wen, the more you can understand the words that Master Wen said every day.

"The best evaluation of something like dessert soup is that it is not sweet!" There is some truth to this statement.

After drinking the rock sugar pears in the pear stomach, he ate the "pear cup" without any hassle. Liu Yuan felt that his "saving" really responded to the saint's "thrifty" call, and even ate the "vessels" , can you not be frugal?
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In the courtyard of the public kitchen, Wen Mingtang and the others also ate the "Pear Cup", took a short rest, and began to prepare evening meals!

While they were busy washing rice and vegetables, a few ladies appeared outside the public kitchen and looked into the public kitchen.

Although he was busy with the work at hand, he didn't care to raise his head, but a few big people appeared at the door, and he could see them from the corner of his eyes!

After the rice was put into the pot, Wen Mingtang, who was free, raised his head and looked at the little ladies who were looking around.

Seeing Wen Mingtang raised her head, the little lady who was still a little apprehensive put her heart down, and walked into the public kitchen with her feet openly.

"Are you Master Wen from the public chef?" The young lady in the lead wore a pair of double-ring buns, and when she smiled, she had two small dimples on her cheeks. She looked very pretty and cute!
This appearance... When Zhentong was sent to Dali Temple in the middle of the night, he looked like two people with his dirty and unkempt appearance!
After matching the little lady who was talking in front of him with one of the little ladies on the portraits in Liu Yuan's hands, Wen Mingtang nodded to her, and greeted her: "Chang little lady!"

Miss Chang was even more happy when Wen Mingtang called out her name. She gestured with her hands and feet and said, "The adults said that they want to lure the snake out of the hole and make the murderer behind the scenes think that we are dead, so we have to stay in Dali Temple. We have to stay in Dali Temple." Stay in Dali Temple for a while!"

"Is the morning food delivered in the morning called oil splashed noodles? Looking at the simple appearance, I thought it would not be delicious, but I thought it was better than the dry buns I ate when I was locked up. , I took a sip," Miss Chang said excitedly, "That sip really shocked me, it was so delicious! I don't know why my mother can't make the same oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. It can be tuned!"

Wen Mingtang smiled and was about to speak, but Miss Chang continued without waiting for her to speak.

"There's also something called sauerkraut fish for lunch. It's really sour, fresh and spicy. It's so appetizing and delicious!" Miss Chang said excitedly, "I used to not eat fish at home, so I don't want to eat fish here. I'm going to be a picky eater, so I picked it up and tasted it, I was really surprised!"

"Those guards are right. They said that there is a master Wen in the public kitchen. The dishes are delicious. I didn't believe it at first, but I thought those guards were afraid that I would run around without understanding, so they said so!" A little lady answered, "It's true! Master Wen, you are about the same age as me. How can this dish be so delicious? It's better than my aunt who has been cooking for decades. Eat something?"

Wen Mingtang smiled, looked at the little ladies in front of him, and said, "Wuhe, I have liked this since I was a child, I'm just proficient!"

These little ladies in front of them were all pulled back from the living burial pit last night, so it can be said that they walked in front of Hades!After all, wandering between life and death, there is no guarantee that you will not be scared. At first, you thought it would take some time to recover, but now, seeing how happy the people are, the recovery is much faster than everyone imagined!

Wen Mingtang greeted them, and continued cutting and preparing vegetables with A Bing and Tang Yuan.

"What kind of dish is this?"

"lettuce."

"Is this called Qianzhang? I've eaten it before!"

"Well, it's a thousand sheets."

"What about that?"

"Green bean sprouts."

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Just like this, you talk to each other, chatting trivially, and when Wen Mingtang and others have prepared all the dishes, poured oil into the pot, and poured in various accessories such as onion, ginger, garlic, and prepared sauces, " With a sound, the oily smoke rose with a slightly pungent pungent taste.

The little ladies were startled and backed away in exclamation.

There was a lot of noise in Dali Temple, and at this moment, there was only a voice outside the door.

"Finding the murderer is a big deal!"

The clear voice was a bit incompatible with the oily smoke in the room, and even Wen Mingtang, who was concentrating on the pot, raised his head subconsciously and looked outside the public kitchen.

But seeing Lin Fei standing there in a crimson official robe, he was obviously in the most down-to-earth atmosphere of fireworks, but amidst the smog, his expression was a bit picturesque.

But it was only for a moment like this poetic and picturesque. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suppressed his expression in an instant, leaving only his majesty: "You ladies should go to the yard to stay! If the bad guys sneak into Dali Temple and commit another murder, I will I can't guarantee that I can save a few more little ladies!"

When they saw Lin Fei, the little ladies whose eyes were still full of astonishment were startled immediately. After hearing Lin Fei's words such as 'bad people mixed into Dali Temple' and 're-committed murder', they were imprisoned for those days. The panic in the dark room and the despair of being nearly killed last night suddenly surged up, completely drowning people.

The little ladies who were smiling like flowers one moment, immediately wilted like frost-beaten eggplants the next moment, and ran away in a hurry without even thinking about talking to Wen Mingtang.

After Miss Chang and the others left, Lin Fei's voice sounded again.

"Master Wen!"

Through the hazy atmosphere of fireworks, he looked here, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his facial features were softer than before: "Next time there is such a thing, just ask A Bing to call me !"

"Don't let them disturb your work!"

Naturally, doing things with wages is not a waste of time. The entire Dali Temple, from the officials and servants to the handymen and concierges, had to prepare meals before the evening meal time.

Although these jobs are skilled, they are also tiring.

The little ladies are not bad people, they must be very loved by their family members on weekdays, and it is rare to even enter the kitchen once, it is unavoidably strange to see this, so they ran over to join in the fun.

But joining in the fun like this is really disturbing people's work!

I thought of the scene I saw when I passed by just now: those little ladies who had just been rescued surrounded the countertop and chattered and asked.

Obviously a young lady of the same age, one party does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and is afraid of oily smoke; the other party holds a spatula in his hand, and skillfully cuts vegetables and cooks around the stove.

Although Master Wen said that she really likes to cook, he thought of the pretty clothes those little ladies wore, and the very low-key and inconspicuous girls who wore them on weekdays.

For some reason, Lin Fei suddenly felt uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)