Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 94: Salted Duck Eggs

The matter of suing the officials in Dali Temple came... Many officials of Dali Temple were very excited, and quickly sorted out the whole process of the incident.

Master Wang secretly sneaked into Wen Mingtang's house to steal the sauce, but stole the special flower mud in the corner of Wen Mingtang's wall as a sauce, and then sold the sauce to the Hongyan Building in the city to make a "secret sauce". There is nothing wrong with the upper layer of the "secret sauce", but when you dig it down, there is a smell of earth. There are all distinguished guests in the Hongyan building, and if you eat the smell of earth, you will naturally be rude.

Speaking of this, Master Wang is not angry, he can't pick it clean this time, but how can Wen Mingtang get better?Master Wang jumped anxiously, staring at Wen Mingtang and vowing to drag her into the water as well.

"This treacherous girl obviously did it on purpose, which Huani would make this kind of sauce?"

He was interrupted by Wei Fu before he finished speaking. He twirled his beard and said, "The peonies in Luoyang are cultivated and poured with special bone broth. Master Wen's sauce may not be unusable for soil cultivation. Come plant flowers."

Everyone at the scene suddenly understood what he said.

It's not wrong to use sauce to nourish the soil!What's more, the family's flower mud is placed in her room, but Master Wang didn't let Master Wang go to her room to steal it!

One sentence made Master Wang speechless.

The fat shopkeeper of the Hongyan Building in that chamber naturally refused to take responsibility, and this Master Guo Wang was determined.

After making a lot of noise for the entire lunch time, Master Wang was still taken away for the crime of theft.

A jar of sauce is 30 taels, which is not expensive even if it is expensive, and it doesn’t take long to stay in prison, it will be out in a year or so.But the problem is that Master Wang has completely lost his job as the public chef of Dali Temple.

After pushing and shoving Master Wang away, Liu Yuanmo winked at Wen Mingtang, and whispered: "Master Wen, you, Master Mu Shi, have secured your seat."

Wen Mingtang: "..."

Bai Zhu at the side glanced at the happy Liu Yuan, and said coolly, "We will add another person to the record of chef changes in the public chefs of Dali Temple."

The reputation of the chef of Dali Temple among the chefs in the capital is probably even worse.

"It's okay, we can do it with Master Wen!" Liu Yuan didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, paused, and then said, "Actually, it's a small thing to be imprisoned for a year and a half, offending Hongyanlou and those who have eaten dirt Honorable guest, this Wang Junshan... I'd better pray to stay in the prison longer, even though he is locked up in the prison, but he can't do anything to him, I'm afraid he will be in big trouble once he gets out!"

Wen Mingtang smiled, turned around, and was about to leave the lobby of Dali Temple, when he saw Lin Fei standing on the corridor not far away, looking towards this side. He didn't know how long he had been here, but the way he looked at Wen Mingtang was a little subtle.

Although Wei Fu had already helped explain the pot of flower mud sauce in her room, but...not to mention Lin Fei, even Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu knew that the flower mud sauce was a bit subtle, just like her that day. Walking around on the road, attracting criminals to chase and kill them is somewhat similar.

But... the suspicion is the suspicion, if Master Wang doesn't have that kind of thought, it won't matter how long Wen Mingtang's flower clay cans are left here.

Nodding to Lin Fei, Wen Mingtang turned around and walked towards the back office.When passing by the public kitchen, Master Sun was cleaning up the table with two handymen. He probably knew about Wang Junshan. He nodded, and wiped the countertop under his hands vigorously.

This girl surnamed Wen... is really cruel!Without making a sound, they set up a trap and took Wang Junshan away directly!

Now that Wang Junshan is gone...Master Sun shivered for no reason: I hope that this girl can be dealt with quickly!If this girl doesn't solve it, it's Wang Junshan this time, maybe it will be his turn next time!

Master Sun was so scared that he trembled, and the next day he was absent-minded and made another bucket of rice, and was called by Ji Caimai to scold him.

"Wang Junshan has already left, I see that you are going to follow him, aren't you?"

Master Sun drooped his head, honestly being scolded, but he knew in his heart that the entire Dali Temple bought from Ji Cai to those officials who were eating, and he was afraid that he would be eager to get him away!
Honestly, he was scolded together, and when Ji Caimai finished scolding and waved him away, Wen Mingtang appeared, she took the initiative to find Ji Caimai, and said: "Ji Caimai, I heard that Master Sun made an extra bucket of rice when he made lunch , I think it’s a pity to waste it, why not give it to me, I’ll make fried rice for it.”

Master Sun raised his head to look at Wen Mingtang, who was late, with an aggrieved expression: He didn't show up until after scolding her, I really don't know if it was on purpose.

Just as he was muttering that his scolding was in vain, Ji Caimai listened to Wen Mingtang's words, nodded towards Wen Mingtang, and said gently: "Every time this bastard pokes a basket and wastes rice, you are here to deal with the aftermath." !” After finishing speaking, he turned his head and stared at Master Sun, then pointed at his nose and cursed.

Master Sun: "..."

Wen Mingtang didn't bother Ji Caimai to reprimand Master Sun, and took the bucket of rice away with A Bing and glutinous rice balls.

As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, the newly delivered glutinous rice filled the wooden barrels in the storeroom, and the zong leaves were also delivered. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, zongzi was to be made.

In addition to glutinous rice and zong leaves, Zhuangzi also sent a lot of salted duck eggs over.

Even though Wen Mingtang was moved when he saw the salted duck eggs full of them, he originally wanted to make an extra bucket of overnight rice, but now that Master Sun "actively" prepared the rice, she just took it and used it.

Putting the rice aside, he took a salted duck egg with A Bing and Tang Yuan, and chatted while beating the shell.

Next to Tangyuan was a book of ghost tales borrowed from Liu Yuan, and he said with emotion: "The story about the painted-skinned monster by Master Wen last time was the scariest, and the monster with the bloody mouth in Liu Sicheng's place is not scary at all. !"

Wen Mingtang said "haha" twice, and thought: After all, it is a classic among ghost stories, so of course it has its unique features.

While chatting nonchalantly, I inserted the chopsticks into the salted duck egg, and the orange-yellow red oil gushed out the moment the chopsticks were inserted.

The three of them quickly took out the salted duck eggs, including the white and yellow, and put them into the porridge.

The white and tender protein is slightly salty when eaten empty, and it tastes best when paired with a bowl of white porridge.Eat white porridge mixed with egg whites, and then sandwich the orange-yellow egg yolk. As soon as the oily egg yolk is in your mouth, you can taste the obvious graininess. When you grind your tongue, the large-grained egg yolk is ground into sand, full of salty flavor , It’s not too much to stutter.

After taking all the egg whites and yolks from the egg shells into the porridge, the three of them dropped the egg shells in their hands and continued to drink the porridge with their heads down.

After the bowl of porridge was finished, Ah Bing burped with the glutinous rice balls, got up and said goodbye to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, I'm going home!"

I was going to go back after finishing my work, but tonight, salted duck eggs were delivered from Zhuangzi. I haven't eaten salted duck eggs for a long time. The three of them were hungry, so they drank another bowl of porridge for supper, which was delayed Less than half an hour.

Wen Mingtang nodded at the two of them, and sent them to the gate of Dali Temple. They didn't live in the dormitory of Dali Temple like her, and their home was not far from Dali Temple, so they simply went home to live.

Looking at the misty night outside, the glutinous rice balls that were full and belching shivered inexplicably.

Seeing this, A Bing couldn't help teasing her: "What's the matter? Thinking of a ghost story?"

Ah Bing has no bad intentions, but a boy of this age has a very quick temper, and he often does things to scare little girls.

Tang Yuan glared at him immediately and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" After saying that, she raised her foot and rushed into the night.

Wen Mingtang shook his head, looked at the misty night, and turned back to Dali Temple.

(End of this chapter)