Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 127 Pancake Fruit

  Lin Fei walked in the door and glanced at Liu Yuantong Wei Fu, his eyes fell on the "Complete Talisman of Talismans" in Wei Fu's hand, paused, and asked, "What is the official kitchen food today?"

  Wei Fu and Liu Yuan: "..."

   Startled, Wei Fu and Liu Yuan said, "It's called pancake fruit, and it's a bit like the multigrain pancake!"

  They had already finished eating, and now they took a sip, and it seemed that they could still taste the fruit of the pancake!

  Lin Fei said "Okay!" and went to the public kitchen.

  Wen Mingtang was busy in the public kitchen. Since the busiest time had passed, there were not many people queuing up in the public kitchen, and soon it was Lin Fei's turn.

  Wen Mingtang looked up at Lin Fei who came to line up "in person", raised his hand to scoop up a spoonful of batter, and started making pancakes.

  Lin Fei looked at the pancake she was making, and asked, "How is this different from the multigrain pancake?"

While making pancakes, Wen Mingtang replied: "First, I used miscellaneous grains batter, but this is mung bean batter." While speaking, he turned over the pancake crust that had been beaten with eggs and sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and said, "One egg Noodles inside, an egg noodle outside. The stuff inside is also slightly different."

   Cucumber shreds, potato shreds, and tenderloin are all the same. The difference is that the multigrain pancakes are crispy, but the pancakes are filled with fried dough sticks.

Rolled up the pancake fruit, cut it in half, wrapped it in an oiled paper bag, and handed it over. Seeing Lin Fei take it, Wen Mingtang glanced at him, and couldn't help asking: "Lin Shaoqing is going out to catch that painted-skinned monster today. Is it gone?"

  Lin Fei took the pancake fruit and blew it a little, bit down the crust, side dishes and fried dough sticks in one bite, nodded "Yes", and glanced over at her.

Although he didn't speak, this glance made Wen Mingtang immediately understand what he meant, pointing to the waist sword on his waist that is easily overlooked by others, and explained: "Lin Shaoqing brought a sword, and Liu Yuan came to eat evening food and eat it yesterday. I was so distraught, muttering 'how to arrest people', I thought Lin Shaoqing, you guys must know who the murderer is."

   It's just that it will take some effort to catch this murderer.

  A Bing, who was helping to stir the batter, looked over and moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

  Wen Mingtang didn't wait for A Bing to speak, and said again: "Tang Yuan didn't come today, I heard from Lao Yuan that he dreamed of painted skin monsters again in the middle of the night last night, and kicked the quilt to catch cold."

  The murderer's feigned tricks not only killed people, but also scared a half-grown child. This child was someone close to her, so she couldn't help but ask more questions.

  Lin Fei was slowly eating the pancake fruit. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "When you catch someone, you can bring glutinous rice **** to see what the real monster looks like."

Wen Mingtang nodded and said "thank you", then scooped up another bamboo tube of sweet soy milk and handed it to Lin Fei, saying: "It's better to sit down to eat morning food on weekdays. But Lin Shaoqing, you are in a hurry, and occasionally you have to bring For food on the road, you can tell me in advance, and I can make some morning food that is convenient to take with you.”

  Lin Fei said "hmm" again, took the bamboo tube, and saw that there were two small hooks nailed on both sides of the bamboo tube, and there were ropes on the hooks, which could be easily hung on the waist, obviously specially prepared for this.

  His eyes fell on the girl who was busy with her head down and paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "You can prepare more takeaways."

   After saying this, before Wen Mingtang looked up, Lin Fei took the bamboo tube out of the public kitchen.

   After Lin Fei left, A Bing on the side quickly threw the spoon in his hand and came over to Wen Mingtang, "Master Wen, what does Lin Shaoqing mean by this? Why do you want us to prepare more takeaways?"

  Wen Mingtang glanced at A Bing, picked up a bamboo tube, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile, "Of course something good is about to happen!"

  In the public kitchen, there are several ways to earn money.

   "Look for the master who made bamboo tubes before and make more bamboo tubes like this." Wen Mingtang said, thought for a while, and said, "There are food boxes and so on, we can also make some."

  The matter of taking out from the public kitchen of Dali Temple should be done soon.

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   There is no one but Lin Fei who can best understand the murderer's murder plan. With dark blue eyes, Liu Yuan lowered his head and glanced at the "Encyclopedia of Talismans and Talismans" in his hand. For the first time, he realized that pretending to be a ghost requires talent.

Can not Understand it! He can recognize every word on it, but he can't understand what it means when they are connected together.

  Holding the book in his hand, he looked up at Lin Fei who was walking and eating pancakes. Liu Yuan rubbed his chin, elbowed Wei Fu beside him, and whispered, "Lin Shaoqing is really down-to-earth!"

you do not say! There is even a bamboo tube hanging from the waist of the scarlet official robe! The aroma of warm soybean milk can be smelled through the bamboo tube.

  This taste reminded them of the taste of the pancake fruit and soy milk that they had just eaten.

  It’s a pity that I ate earlier. I knew that I would suffer such a “crime” on the road, so I would definitely eat it on the road.

  Lin Fei didn't see the complaints from his subordinates behind him, he just ate the morning food slowly, and finally stopped after eating the pancakes and fruit and drinking the bamboo tube of soy milk.

  The sun is shining today, and the ancient temple in front of you is surrounded by a circle of century-old ginkgo trees. The sunlight falls on the ground through the shadow of the whirling trees, and the ground is mottled.

   At the end of the mottled is this century-old temple.

  On the half-fallen plaque on the top of the main entrance of the ancient temple, there are three large characters written on it: Qiude Temple.

This is a desolate temple. There are various "fulu" patterns painted inside and outside the temple. Although Liu Yuan and Wei Fu couldn't tell what kind of talisman was painted on it for a while, they vaguely felt familiar. Thinking about it, the "Fulu" Daquan" was fooled into including these talismans.

  The reasons for the barrenness of the centuries-old temple are also somewhat different.

  The nearby villagers who were found by the guards stood tremblingly outside the mottled area, refusing to enter the ancient temple surrounded by tree shadows.

   Such a panicked reaction can already explain some problems.

  Lin Fei turned around and walked towards the villager, and asked, "The Qiude Temple is so barren, how come there aren't even a sojourner or a beggar?"

  The villagers looked at the half-fallen plaque, shivered, and whispered to Lin Fei: "My lord, this temple is haunted!"

Oh, is it so? Liu Yuan and Wei Fu, who came over, looked at each other: all such coincidental theories of ghosts and gods have appeared in this case.

   "What kind of haunting method?" Lin Fei looked at the villager and asked seriously.

The villagers looked around, as if they were afraid that what they said would be overheard by the "ghost", and whispered: "All the villagers in the vicinity know about it, so there are evil spirits guarding the temple, and they can eat people in the middle of the night! "

After saying this, it seemed that he was afraid that Lin Fei and others would not believe him, so the villager said again: "A lot of people have been recruited to practice the Dharma, eminent monks who have attained the Tao, Taoist priests who live in seclusion, and those great dance gods from different races all come. After passing, the result was to scare away those eminent monks and Taoist priests, and since then, no one has come to this place again."

  (end of this chapter)