Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 15 Oil-splashed noodles (2)

  Seeing that Wen Mingtang agreed, Old Man Jiang couldn't say anything more.

His eyes swept over the group of handymen in front of him, and when he fell on a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy with a rather handsome appearance, Jiang Laosao waved at him and said, "Ah Bing, you and..." Jiang Laosao The old man waggled his fingers among the group of handymen, and finally selected the girl who ran to call Ji Caimai just now, and said, "You can work with Miss Wen together with her!"

  The cooks of all the yamen kitchens in Darong must be accompanied by two handymen.

  A Bing heard the words and said, "Yes, Uncle Jiang!"

  Being able to call Jiang Laosou "Uncle Jiang", it can be seen that this young man named A Bing knows Jiang Laosou.

  Probably because he felt that Wen Mingtang was really cheated, old man Jiang specially ordered A Bing to help her, so as not to have two more lazy people who caused trouble in the matter of handyman assistants.

  With Ah Bing, the "backgrounder", she can save a lot of trouble.

   Ji Caimai was naturally not ignorant of the doorway, but he did not stop it.

  He didn't plan to trick the new cook in these matters, but the "demand" was higher, and he didn't want to recruit more messy people, just like the cook Zhou who waited for people with crooked minds.

  After ordering A Bing and the little girl to be Wen Mingtang's helpers, Old Man Jiang greeted Ji Caimai, then turned and left.

  Of course, before leaving, I did not forget to say to Wen Mingtang: "If Miss Wen needs help with anything, feel free to come to me!"

   Of course it would be nice to listen to such kind words, and Wen Mingtang is not a person who is not ignorant of etiquette, so he nodded and thanked him.

  It was not convenient for Zhang Caimai to intervene from the beginning to the end. Right now, seeing that Jiang Laosao is leaving, it is not easy to stay longer, but before leaving, he said to her: "If you have anything to do, just come to the old place to find me!"

  Compared to Jiang Laosou's politeness, Zhang Caimai's words are sincere.

   There is still a year before Yuerou leaves the palace, he has to take good care of the "niece" that Yuerou entrusted him to take care of this year.

  After Jiang Laosou and Zhang Caimai left, Ji Caimai glanced at her and said, "How about letting Miss Wen cook tomorrow's breakfast?"

  Wen Mingtang complied.

  Ji Caimai took out a large number of keys, turned around and walked out: "Follow me to the warehouse, and pick out the ingredients you want to use tomorrow."

  The warehouse of the public kitchen of Dali Temple is at the back of the dining hall, and a large copper lock is hung on it. The key of the copper lock is on Ji Caimai's body, and he distributes the daily ingredients needed by the public kitchen.

  Wen Mingtang followed Ji Caimai into the warehouse with two small attendants, and when he looked up, he saw the neatly packed ingredients in the warehouse.

  The staple food is placed on the ground and placed in a large wooden barrel. A note is pasted on the outside of the wooden barrel, indicating what is stored in the wooden barrel.

  Wen Mingtang glanced at it: rice, millet, flour, red beans, mung beans, etc. are complete and numerous.

   Compared with the staple food on the ground, vegetables and meat are placed in the cellar below for easy storage.

Wen Mingtang glanced at the staple food section in the warehouse, and was about to go down to the cellar with Ji Caimai to look at the vegetables and meat, but Ji Caimai just stood at the entrance of the cellar, pointing to the dazzling array of vegetables and meat inside, and let her see He glanced at it, and then said with a smile that was not a smile: "Miss Wen is unlucky, my public chef in Dali Temple buys it once every ten days, and the vegetables and meat I buy each time are rationed, and the chef will list them. The list is sorted and purchased. The last purchase was two days ago, and there are still eight days before the next purchase..."

  Wen Mingtang knew that "difficulty" was coming when he heard Ji Caimai say "It's a misfortune for Miss Wen to come".

Sure enough, when Ji Caimai said "there are still eight days before the next purchase", he stopped, and then said with a look of embarrassment: "The previous court food was prepared by Master Wang and Master Sun of the public chef in turn. The two of them didn't have any dishes or meat on the menu, so..."

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang understood: "So, I can't move the vegetables and meat in the cellar for the time being. They are the vegetables and meat ordered by the two masters. I have to wait until the purchase eight days later before I can make a list for Ji Cai to buy. Vegetables and meat?"

Ji Caimai nodded, knowing in her heart that she had indeed given her a problem. Looking at Wen Mingtang's thoughtful expression, Ji Caimai remembered that the little lady had never complained a word from the beginning to now. After thinking about it, she was still a little soft-hearted. He said: "I'm afraid meat is a bit rare! But vegetables and eggs are delivered from Zhuangzi every morning, but what vegetables and meat are delivered will not be known until that day. Miss Wen, look Is this possible?"

  In all fairness, today's episode is indeed suspected of making things difficult and killing someone.

  But... it really wasn't his intention!

   Officials from Dali Temple rarely come to eat court food, and most of the time no one comes.

   No one came to eat, so I didn't bother to bother! When Master Wang and Master Sun took turns making morning meals, it was either white flour steamed buns or noodles, or some porridge, served with temporary vegetables and eggs, and stir-fried to make do with it. There are few people eating left and right, so they just want to be full, and very few people care about these.

   There are other people who really eat these court food honestly.

  Ji Caimai and Wen Mingtang told the truth: "The officials of the public kitchen of Dali Temple don't eat much food, and only the prisoners in the prison eat it. Even if it is monotonous, no one will talk."

   This meal is almost as if it was specially prepared for the prisoners in the prison.

  But which prisoner in the Dali Temple prison can still ask for food? They're all in jail, some of them are even sentenced to death, they can't even speak, so what can they say about Chaoshi?

   As long as you don't eat dead people!

  So, the advantages and disadvantages of the chef of the public kitchen of Dali Temple are obvious.

   The downside is that she doesn't have anything to show her cooking skills, but the upside is that people who can eat are not picky eaters, so she doesn't have any opinions on whatever she does.

   This is really a seat that is very suitable for "goofing off" and easily overlooked.

  Wen Mingtang smiled at Chao Ji Caimai when he heard the words, and said "OK".

  In this way, Wen Mingtang's position as the chef of Dali Temple is tentatively settled.

   After introducing Wen Mingtang, Ji Caimai turned and left.

  Seeing Ji Caimai leave, A Bing, who was following Wen Mingtang, immediately said, "Master Ji, isn't he trying to make things difficult for others? There's nothing here. What else can you eat for the morning except steamed buns with white noodles, boiled noodles with white water, and white porridge?"

"That's right! This court food is just that kind of food, and Master Wang and Master Sun just messed around!" The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl sighed, worried, and said, "It's hard to make any tricks. !"

  Darong does not have many morning meals. This point, Wen Mingtang, who visited the breakfast shop this morning, has a deep understanding.

  However, she is not afraid of these things. Don't have too many breakfast tricks in future generations! Even if there is only staple food these days, she can conjure countless tricks.

   Just thinking about it, two men who looked like servants came over and knocked on the door frame outside the warehouse.

  The three people in the warehouse heard the reputation, but saw the two guards asking: "Which one is the new chef?"

  Wen Mingtang stood up and said, "It's me."

   The two guards glanced at her, seemed a little surprised, and muttered, "Why are you so young?"

But after muttering this sentence, without waiting for Wen Mingtang to speak, the two of them clarified their intentions: "Tomorrow, there will be a group of prisoners in the prison who will be transferred to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Eat lunch. Let me come over and tell you that tomorrow’s breakfast should be eaten for breakfast and lunch, so you have to be full. Don’t cook those porridges, lest people complain about the abuse of prisoners in our Dali Temple when you are hungry in the past! "

  (end of this chapter)