Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 245 Boiled Pork Slices (6)

  As the night darkened, the guards of Dali Temple finished their evening meal, greeted Wen Mingtang and others and left.

  Looking around, most of the food plates on the food table in the public kitchen are empty, even if they are not, there is only a mouthful of rice or a few grains of rice left.

  Such a food plate is the greatest affirmation for a cook, Wen Mingtang turned his gaze back to the evening meals behind the table that hadn't been taken away: the evening meal is halfway through, and there are still people who will eat in the future!

   "It's Lin Shaoqing, Liu Sicheng and the others who are still coming to dinner!" A Bing trotted in from the outside, pointed in the direction of the lobby, and said, "I'm interrogating Miss Yuanjia!"

  Wen Mingtang said "Oh" and asked A Bing, "How long do you think the interrogation will take?"

  A Bing said: "Wei Sicheng didn't say anything, he just told us to eat first!"

  Although I didn’t say it, the words “tell them to eat first” are no different from saying it.

  Wen Mingtang turned around to serve the meal, and said, "It seems that Miss Yuan's family is a hard stubble!"

  …

  The hall is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop on the ground.

  Since Lin Fei said that, the hall fell into a strange silence. until…

   "Gululu!" A burst of "ventriloquism" sounded, and seeing the eyes of everyone looking at him, Liu Yuan rubbed his stomach, and said awkwardly: "Evening time is almost over!"

  It was just a very normal sentence, but the lady of the Yuan family seemed to express her feelings, sighed, and said quietly: "It would be great if everything in this world is as simple as eating three meals a day!"

  It sounds really helpless, as if you have been wronged by the big one!

  Lin Fei didn't even lift his eyelids, and said, "Originally, things in this world are not that troublesome, but with Miss Yuan San, it's a lot more troublesome!"

   Does this mean that she is a troublemaker? Miss Yuansan pursed her lips, obviously not agreeing with these words: "I have been suffering from illness since I was born. When I was young, I couldn't go out to play because of the illness. I could only watch my sisters running and chasing wantonly outside; at the end of the year , They are eating delicious cakes, but I am suffering from hard-to-swallow medicine. I was born as a daughter of the Yuan family, why should I suffer this?"

"It's not me who was wrong!" A trace of unwillingness flashed in Miss Yuansan's eyes, "My father is flirtatious, my mother is a mother, she is jealous and doesn't care about me in her belly, my brother is ignorant and naughty, and my illness is all thanks to them." Give!"

Lin Fei gave a "huh" and glanced at Miss Yuansan: "So you don't feel resentful in your heart 'why do you have to suffer this' and make your innocent sisters have an extremely difficult life; so you hate your parents and brothers. The family is making waves. Although the man in the prison who runs the fleet cargo business is not a great talent, but he has missed one after another, it must be your fault!"

Miss Yuansan was light-hearted when she heard the words, and said leisurely: "He is a good knife! The family complained about him a lot, I coughed twice in front of him, and then found someone to induce him, he felt that the tombstone business was too fierce , Get me, stop this profitable business, it's really stupid!"

   When she said the last sentence, Miss Yuan San's expression suddenly turned cold: "The rest of the Yuan family are only a little smarter than him, they are all mobs!"

   "If that wasn't the case, how could we not be able to keep a marriage?" Ms. Yuansan sneered, "If it wasn't for the Yuan family's poor business management, how could I have been divorced and humiliated?"

   It's not because of her health that she can't keep this marriage, it's because the Yuan family's business has declined!

   "It's the marriage between the two races," Miss Yuansan said quietly, "It's only about benefits!"

Seeing the faint look on Miss Yuansan's face, Lin Fei lowered his eyes and said, "You are a woman raised in a deep boudoir, and you always pretend to be in front of your clansmen, so you certainly don't go out often, so how did you come into contact with those murderers? "

  Miss Yuan San snorted, closed her eyes and remained silent.

  …

  …

  Wei Fu's judgment was not wrong, it wasn't until Wen Mingtang and the others finished eating that Lin Fei and the others came to the public kitchen.

  Looking at Liu Yuan's sighing expression, A Bing, who handed him the rice, knew it without asking: "After so long interrogation, it seems that Miss Yuan San refuses to confess!"

  Miss Yuansan has conclusive evidence of her crime. According to the law of Darong, if she refuses to speak out, it doesn't mean she can't use torture! But... not everyone can make her speak with torture, and this one obviously does not belong to this class!

  Besides, because of her weak body, if the punishment was heavier, something might happen!

   It is impossible to be hard, only to be soft, but how to do soft? Liu Yuan was very distressed, and the expressions on Bai Zhu's face were not much better. Obviously, the interrogation of Miss Yuan San made him physically and mentally exhausted!

Compared with Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu's troubles, Lin Fei was as calm as ever. When he came to receive Mu Shi in front of the stage, he would stare at Mu Shi in front of him intently and ask Wen Mingtang: "What is the name of Mu Shi today? It seems to be another The cuisine of Sichuan and Sichuan?"

Wen Mingtang nodded, and said, "It's called boiled pork slices!" As he spoke, he put Lin Fei's boiled pork slices on the countertop, sprinkled the chopped peppers and minced garlic that had been prepared, then picked up the spoon beside him, and took a spoonful of it. Hot oil was poured on it.

  The hot oil boils with the sound of "Zi La Zi La", and the fragrance of the accessories stimulated by the hot oil immediately spreads out.

  The scent is so tempting! Liu Yuan, who was in distress, took a sharp breath, put aside his original distress for the time being, and hurried over to bring an evening meal to sit down to eat in front of the food table.

  Talking with Miss Yuansan, Zhou Xuan's hungry chest stuck to his back, and Liu Yuan glanced at the dishes in his bowl that had a layer of spicy oil floating on them.

  Even though he knew that Master Wen knew it well, when he saw this red hot chili oil, it was like the instinct of the body, and the body fluid in his mouth came out uncontrollably.

  The aroma of various accessories stimulated by the hot oil rushes straight into the nose, as if an invisible hand is pulling people into the bowl.

  Liu Yuan swallowed his saliva, raised his chopsticks and dipped them into the red hot spicy oil, and then picked up a thin slice of pork meat.

The pork slices are still hung with red oil soup and crushed chili and minced garlic on the top. The aroma of the hot oil is sent into the mouth along with the crushed chili and minced garlic on the meat slices. The moment of entrance, Liu Yuan His eyes lit up.

   Pork slices should be processed, it is more tender than ordinary pork slices, but it is firmer than the fish fillets in pickled cabbage fish for lunch. Although it is firm, it is not dry wood, and it has a little tenacity when chewed, which is more chewy than fish fillets. Although they are all slices of meat, the taste of the slices of meat in each dish is different.

Liu Yuan simply loves the taste of the garlic and spicy pork slices. A chopsticks of pork slices is served with a big mouthful of rice. The white rice is dipped in red oil sauce, chili minced and minced garlic. It is delicious. Can't stop!

In this way, a slice of meat with chopsticks and a mouthful of rice were sent to his mouth, until he picked up most of the pork slices on the top, and Liu Yuan remembered that he liked to pick up the vegetarian dishes under the pork slices: the phoenix leaves come with a piece of phoenix tail. Fragrant, even buried in the red oil soup, the taste is still refreshing; the thousand pieces are tender and smooth with the unique aroma of soybeans, mixed with the red oil soup, the taste is really wonderful!

"It's only now that I realize that Qianzhang is really versatile. Whether it's hot and sour pickled cabbage fish soup, or this attractive red oil sauce, they all go well with each other!" Liu Yuan bowed his head and picked rice. , murmured, "This dish called boiled pork slices is really a great side dish!"

  Unknowingly, a bowl of rice had already bottomed out. Liu Yuan got up and clicked his lips with emotion: "How can I relieve my worries? Only Master Wen is a good cook!"

This compliment was not in vain. I asked Wen Mingtang to order another bowl of rice. When I was about to go back to the food table to continue eating, I saw a lot of sliced ​​pork meat piled up on the chopping board behind the kitchen. Look at the same size. Those in the bowl look pretty much the same...

   "Will you eat boiled pork slices tomorrow?" Liu Yuan couldn't help asking Wen Mingtang.

  (end of this chapter)