Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 4 Fried Noodles with Eggs
After being scolded by Mrs. Liu, Zhao Lian put down her chopsticks resentfully, touched the copper coins in her sleeve pocket and went to the kitchen. She and Sister Wen went out to buy pancakes to deal with it.

The two girls don't have much appetite, so one pancake is enough for each of them.

After Zhao Lian left, Liu Shi glanced at Zhao Dalang who was sulking at the side, "Look! Look!" She pointed at Zhao Dalang's nose, and cursed, "I just said that you are doing something in the palace. A sister who has become a cook is not easy to get along with, is it right now?"

"I won't be leaving the palace until next year! This year, I will call this criminal official surnamed Wen to come to our house for free!" Liu raised her hand angrily and slapped Zhao Dalang across the face.

Zhao Dalang covered his slapped face and said in a low voice, "Maybe not! My younger sister said last time that Miss Wen will leave after only a few days."

"Let's go? Where can she go after being a criminal officer? Go down to find her relatives?" Liu sneered and scolded Zhao Dalang, who was covering his face, "Look at that girl surnamed Wen who has no face and no skin, smiling .Isn't it the same virtue as your yin and yang sister who is a cook? I just scolded her for playing Qiufeng by scolding Amao, but she didn't even respond. With such a thick skin, why won't she stay here forever? go down?"

It is already unbearable for Mrs. Liu to live forever, and what is even more unbearable is: "Your sister who is the cook will leave the palace next year. By then, will the Zhaoji restaurant be in charge of me or her?"

Zhao Dalang covered his swollen face in silence, and said: "But...but the title deed of this restaurant belongs to her, and the restaurant is also built by her. Even if she really left the palace, she is my younger sister after all. I won't make things too difficult for you and me. Let her do it when the time comes..."

"You want me to let her? A dream!" Shimmer Liu screamed, raised her hand to Zhao Dalang's face and slapped him again, pointed at his nose and cursed, "I tell you, call me Liu Su'e to act according to people's faces , don’t even think about it!”

"If you don't get the land deed and the shop before she leaves the palace, we will divorce!" cried Liu.

The word "Harmony" turned Zhao Dalang's face pale with fright, and said with a bitter face, "But I can't help it, the title deed..."

"So, you have to listen to me and find a way!" Miss Liu was too lazy to listen to Zhao Dalang's nonsense, interrupted him, rolled her eyes, pointed to the direction of the kitchen behind her, and said, "Start with this girl's film, this If something goes wrong with the girl's film, your sister who recommended the person will not be able to get rid of it. At that time, use this trick to sell your sister as soon as she leaves the palace... Uh, you can exchange it if you marry Some gift money. If you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, and if you marry a dog, you will belong to someone else’s family. Doesn’t this land deed belong to us?”

Hearing the crackling of Liu's plan to plot against his sister, Zhao Dalang didn't even say a word, he just bowed his head and hummed.

What are they talking about? Liu Shi is very satisfied with the look of letting others make decisions. Back then, she fell in love with Zhao Dalang's useless appearance, plus a sister who was so powerful that she could give birth to golden eggs.

Wouldn't it be easier to get his sister's money through Zhao Dalang than for her to go out and make money by herself?
Just as she was thinking, a scent rushed into her nostrils, Liu was taken aback for a moment, and when she realized that it was coming out of the kitchen, she immediately changed her face, and said to Zhao Dalang who was still in a daze: "Look here. Go to the shop, I'll go and have a look at the back!"

I said earlier that this little girl surnamed Wen didn't treat herself as an outsider in the film, and she still has some expensive meat in the kitchen. Didn't this girl use her meat for food?

This is incredible!Liu Shihan hurriedly walked towards the kitchen with a face.

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But Wen Mingtang, who could say Liu's sentence, "Washing and re-burning can be eaten" walked into the kitchen.

As expected, the bowl of noodles stained with pot ashes was placed on the stove. Looking at the noodles in the bowl that had been deliberately sprinkled with pot ashes, Wen Mingtang didn't care. He just scooped a scoop of cold water into the bowl and stirred it up.

Zhao Lian, who was ordered not to eat by Mrs. Liu, saw Wen Mingtang silently "washing her face" as soon as she entered the door.

Zhao Lian's face turned red again. Seeing this, she hurriedly stepped forward to pull Wen Mingtang's hand, and said, "Sister Wen, stop eating. I still have a few copper coins here. Let's go to the street and buy two pancakes to eat!"

Wen Mingtang shook his head at her, and asked Zhao Lian with a smile, "Have you ever eaten fried noodles?"

She knows about stir-frying, but can noodles and other boiled things also be fried?

"I haven't eaten." Zhao Lian looked at Wen Mingtang who was "washing his face", and honestly shook his head, "I haven't heard of it either."

"Then you're lucky today." Wen Mingtang winked at her and said, "I'll let you try fried noodles today."

Asking Zhao Lian to look at the "washed noodles" in the kitchen, Wen Mingtang went back to the house and brought over ten eggs bought from the market along with a handful of vegetables and barbarian onions.

Crack two eggs into a bowl, beat them well, remove the roots of the vegetables, and shred the onions.

Oil, salt, sauce, and sugar are not lacking in the kitchens of ordinary people, let alone the kitchens of restaurants.

When everything was ready, Wen Mingtang scooped a spoonful of vegetable oil into the pan, and when the oil became boiling hot, he immediately poured in two beaten eggs.

The smell of scrambled eggs burst out immediately. Zhao Lian looked at the scrambled eggs and before she could react, she heard the sound of the iron spoon colliding with the iron pan. The yellow and orange scrambled eggs had already been filled by Wen Mingtang and placed He put it aside, then poured another spoonful of vegetable oil down, and poured the greens and onions into it.

When the onion met the oil, the aroma was immediately aroused. Zhao Lian, who had seen the onion running to the door, couldn't hold back and ran back.

She has seen those dishes of the Hu people in Luomashi, and she knows this one called onion.Once, when I was visiting the luoma market with Mrs. Liu, I saw Hu people eating steamed buns with raw onions. Passers-by in the past came up to ask for it out of curiosity. Naturally, his temperament also stepped forward to beg for it.As a result... the pungent taste of the raw onion barely choked the two of them to death.To make matters worse, Mrs. Liu touched her eyes with the same hand that touched the onion, and as a result, tears flowed all afternoon.

Since then, Zhao Lian detoured away when she saw the onion, but she didn't expect the aroma of this onion to be so overbearing after being fried.

Zhao Lian couldn't hold it back, she just felt the body fluid coming out of her tongue uncontrollably, her eyes stared at the pot, reluctant to move away.

After the vegetables and onions were fried for a while, Wen Mingtang poured the "washed noodles" and eggs into the pot together, added sauce, sugar, and salt, and started to stir fry.

Zhao Lian only saw that Wen Mingtang's cooking method was fast and agile, not at all slower than her cooking method.

The already domineering onion aroma meets the aroma of the sauce even more so that the greedy bugs in people's stomachs ran out.

Zhao Lian sniffed the aroma of fried noodles: It was the first time she had smelled such a fragrance in her restaurant for so many years.

When the fried noodles came out of the pot, Wen Mingtang poured the fried noodles into the two plates that Zhao Lian brought.

After pouring the fried noodles, Zhao Lian hastily picked up a plate of fried noodles and stuffed them into her mouth.

Seeing this, Wen Mingtang hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

It's a pity that although the words were said quickly, they were still a step slow in the end.

Zhao Lian, whose tongue was burned, looked at Wen Mingtang with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't bear to spit out the fried noodles, but mumbled with the noodles in her mouth, "Okay...delicious!"

This look...Wen Mingtang shook his head with a smile, and said to her, "Eat more if it tastes good! Eat slowly, it's not enough for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp voice sounded from outside: "What are you eating slowly? How about eating my meat?"

Following that sharp voice, Mrs. Liu rushed into the kitchen with a bitter face: "The meat in the cupboard is for the guests to eat, so where is it for you? You really treat this place as your own." Is it okay to go home? Even dare to take meat?"

dying!The large plate of prepared pork meat in the cupboard cost her a lot of money!On weekdays, he was counting on this pork meat to change his mouth, but this damn girl dared to touch her meat, it was really the wrong way!
(End of this chapter)