Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 329 Fish-flavored Eggplant Casserole ([-])
The reason for being so forthright was that he still wanted to be Lin Shaoqing's share. Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu were stunned, but they didn't care. Was there still a lot of glory left and right for Shangfeng?

After a busy day today, the case that was already confusing was even more confusing.

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu stood beside the counter, chatting with everyone about today's affairs while waiting for Wen Mingtang to make this dish called Yuxiang Eggplant Pot.

"That Zhang Wulin obviously didn't tell the truth, but I'm still at a loss as to whether it's a secret or something related to this case." Liu Yuan said with emotion. It's a headache, the clues are trivial and messy, and I can't figure it out at all."

Bai Zhu nodded, watching Wen Mingtang who was busy cutting eggplant strips and green and red pepper rings, green onions, ginger and other accessories, and said: "The remaining three people all have to run to ask questions, I just hope that the busy work will not be in vain." field."

When you are still blind to the case, once you find something suspicious, you have to start to investigate. Sometimes the busy work before and after running may really be related to the case, so it is not a waste of time. More Time is a waste of time.The secrets some people were hiding were finally found to have nothing to do with the case. The reason why they were sneaky was that they secretly hid the secrets of the outer room or private money.

Wen Mingtang listened to the chatter of several people, put aside the cut main course and side ingredients, and started the most important step - adjusting the fish sauce.The ingredients used in this fish-flavored sauce are familiar to everyone in Dali Temple: sauce, vinegar, sugar, wine and other condiments are very common, but the ratio of them is very important.

After Wen Mingtang put the prepared fish-flavored sauce aside according to the ratio, he poured oil into the pan and began to cook this fish-flavored eggplant stew.

After the spoonful of bean paste was added to the stir-fried various ingredients, the familiar aroma of red oil diffused with the stimulation of hot oil.

The people chatting subconsciously glanced at the collision of various accessories in the pot, smelled the aroma of red oil in their noses, swallowed their saliva, and only heard the sound of "stinging, stinging" meat foam meeting oil flowers It sounded, followed by a strong smell of pork meat.

This fish-flavored eggplant tastes a bit heavy when eaten empty mouthful, so it must be served with rice. Liu Yuan picked up a few pieces of eggplant, poured fish-flavored sauce on top of the rice with a spoon, and put the rice into his mouth with the fish-flavored sauce , It’s a pleasure to eat one bite at a time.

Standing behind the counter like this, and smelling the scent coming out one after another, it is really the greatest test of one's patience.

Mentioning Master Xing, Wen Mingtang, who was eating, clapped his hands, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Xing's craftsmanship is pretty good." It's just that he was obviously absent-minded in his performance today.

The eggplant sticks in the mouth made Wen Mingtang squint his eyes comfortably: It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten such a mouthful of rich fish and coriander. It’s not that I don’t want to make it at first, but there are so many delicacies that can be made in China, and the orphans haven’t made it yet. It's all about this fish-flavored dish.

After waiting for the evening meal for a long time, his hungry stomach was ironed a lot. As he ate the rice in his mouth, Lin Fei recalled the scene where Xi Niang and Master Xing met on the porch just now.

Looking at the three people who were holding rice bowls and eating fish-flavored eggplant, Liu Yuan swallowed, and asked Wen Mingtang casually: "How is Master Wen doing as the sous chef in Jingyunhou's Mansion today? What about Master Xing's craftsmanship?" It’s not bad, otherwise Lin Shaoqing wouldn’t be praising her.”

This taste is quite unique, just like the pickled cabbage soup of pickled fish, it is a unique flavor that has never been tasted before.

about there!Wen Mingtang put down his rice bowl, got up, took down the casserole through a thick cloth, handed one of the casserole to Zhao You and put it in a food box, and handed the other pot to Liu Yuantong Bai Zhu who came to try it out.

Before the smell of pork meat had dissipated, there was another sound of "thrilling", and the eggplant strips cut into sections by Master Wen were put into the oil pan. Smelling the diffused eggplant scent, Wen Mingtang waited for no one to react. Then poured the adjusted fish flavor sauce into it.

Needless to remind, Lin Fei skillfully picked up the thick cloth on the corner of the table, and opened the lid of the casserole through the thick cloth. Although he couldn't see that the casserole was bubbling when it was just out of the pot, he was enjoying eating around the stove. It was fun, but the rich fish aroma still came out with the lid off.

In fact, when he and Bai Zhu passed by the public kitchen and smelled the aroma just now, they were just greedy and wanted to come in to try something new, but they weren't really hungry, it's just that if they squeezed together, there might be some empty seats.But at this time, I waited behind the counter. As the fragrance became stronger, my stomach really had more and more empty spaces.

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, who were standing behind the table, took a deep breath, and glanced at Zhao You, who was squatting outside counting ants: This guy was not smart in the past, but now he is smart, and he knows to go outside to wait for the evening food to come out of the pot.

The casserole was simmering on a low fire, watching the white smoke rising from the hole in the casserole, and took a deep breath of the aroma emitted from the hole in the lid of the casserole. Liu Yuan swallowed, and subconsciously patted his stomach: Smell Seeing that smell, for some reason, he really felt a little hungry.

So far, she hasn't eaten evening food. If she didn't store some pastries that are easy to preserve in the house on weekdays, she stuffed her stomach before she came, and she might have been hungry.

When the two of them burped comfortably after eating the rice in the bowl and the fish-flavored eggplant in the casserole, Zhao You, who was walking fast, also delivered the food box to Lin Fei.

The glutinous rice balls and A Bing on the side were eating around the big pot of cooked fish-flavored eggplant, Wen Mingtang also sat down, smiled at Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, and said, "That's it... I'll eat first. "

Liu Yuantong and Bai Zhu, who were staring at the fish-flavored eggplant pot in the casserole, obviously didn't notice Wen Mingtang's actions. With an "oh", their attention returned to the fish-flavored eggplant pot again.

After all, the two of them had eaten their evening meals, so this share was divided between them.

When this bowl of fish-flavored sauce was put into the pot, the soul of the fish-flavored eggplant pot was formed when it met the aroma of red oil from the collision of various accessories just now. The fish-flavored eggplants were transferred to those casserole pots that had already been opened, and then the pots were covered, and the rest just had to wait.

Lin Fei picked up the rice on the side, picked up two eggplant sticks and put them in his mouth. The taste of salty, spicy, sour, sweet and various accessories was amazingly rich. He took a bite of the rice with the sauce. The fragrance of the rice on top is another side dish that makes people take one bite after another and can't stop.

Although Mrs. Lu's reaction was the biggest when Master Xing served the stewed pork meat, but Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Lu were clearly not of the same generation. On the contrary, it was the husband and wife Xi Niang who were of the same generation as Master Xing.

It's not that he is full of romantic thoughts, but after handling so many cases in Dali Temple, generally speaking, if men and women who seem to have nothing to do with each other hide secrets, it is likely to be related to this.

One of these two raised their son with their husband Heli alone, and they never remarried, and the other lost his wife and son, and lived in widowhood for many years.

Just now on the porch, when Xi Niang bumped into Master Xing, her footsteps did pause, but the reaction was a little different from what he had imagined.

(End of this chapter)