Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 43 Fried buns (2)

  If the girl surnamed Wen is okay with her father who is Zhong Shuling, then she is really a serious official lady! Mrs. Liu let out a "bah", thinking of the marked egg, couldn't help but gritted her teeth, and cursed: "This kind of scholar is really bad when he is bad!"

   On the other side, Master Sun and Master Wang were already on the spot after hearing the word "Wen Xuance" mentioned in her mouth.

  After hearing that the girl surnamed Wen was a criminal officer, they knew that Wen Mingtang's family must have committed crimes. It's just that she originally thought that her parents were just ordinary criminal officials, but she didn't expect it to be...

When he came back to his senses, Master Sun and Master Wang looked at each other. Master Sun rubbed his chin and couldn't help but said, "Although the surname Wen is not a common surname, there are quite a few people in Chang'an City. Which one?" Knowing that she is..."

  Master Wang also nodded subconsciously, and said, "I didn't expect to be the most famous Wen in the world back then."

   Mrs. Liu, who was cursing "students and bad embryos", didn't take it seriously when she heard the words, and hummed: "What's the matter? No matter whether she is famous or not, they are all officials who committed crimes. Could it be possible to turn the world upside down?"

  One sentence provoked a sneer from Master Sun, and he said: "Still turning the sky upside down? It's almost the same as reaching the ground!"

  Master Sun on the side also nodded, and said, "The surname is Wen, the surname is Wen, hahahaha!"

  If I had known that this girl surnamed Wen was from this family background, how could he and Wang Dingren use their own ideas?

  The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

   Mrs. Liu looked puzzled, moved her lips, and cursed, "The ones from Dali Temple must have serious problems!" and continued to curse.

Master Wang and Master Sun were just happy, and didn't bother to pay attention to her scolding, they just laughed happily, until Zhao Dalang came out with three dishes, one soup and one plate of sauerkraut worth five taels of silver. , it came to an abrupt end.

Looking at the fishy braised crucian carp in braised sauce on the table before eating it, a plate of scrambled eggs sprinkled with a few equally burnt yellow onions, and a plate of soft leafy vegetables, the two People's faces are green.

  The overnight cold rice mixed with a small amount of crispy rice that came up later was so good that I almost didn't spit it out.

Hastily picked up the sauerkraut and took a few mouthfuls of the overnight cold meal, and the two of them couldn't wait to run out of the Zhaoji restaurant. They waited to retch a few times while holding on to the corner of the wall, and the turbulence in their stomachs slowed down a little, and then they were about to choke their stomachs I let out my anger.

   "If these dishes are eaten, I'm afraid that the surname Wen has not entered the land yet, and we have entered the land first!" Master Sun stamped his feet angrily.

  Master Wang took a sip of "bah" and cursed: "This wicked woman is really either not opening, and opening for half a year!"

  Such a few leftovers cost five taels of silver, what is the difference between this and robbery?

   "Don't say that Lin Shaoqing wants to hit someone, I want to hit that wicked woman!" Master Sun waved his fist and said angrily, "I have never seen such a wicked woman."

She scolded Mrs. Liu over and over for a long time, until Mrs. Liu sneezed several times, the two stopped talking and looked at each other. Master Sun said: "Well, let's let that girl be proud for a few days first, and I will go find her." Send me a post!"

  Master Wang nodded, couldn't help laughing and said: "At that time, some people will come to clean her up!"

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  Wen Mingtang, who was missed by Master Wang and Master Sun, was pouring half a bowl of water into the pot at this time.

  When the cold water met the boiling bottom of the pot, with the sound of "stinging", white mist filled the air. Liu Yuan and others who were watching Wen Mingtang making fried buns in front of the stage immediately let out a gasp.

  Wen Mingtang put the lid on the pot, and looked up at the supper partners from yesterday.

  Yesterday, Wen Mingtang received the pork meat from Zhuangzi, and heard Liu Yuan complain that the meat buns in the snack shop were getting tired of eating. After thinking about it, he made pan-fried buns for today's morning meal.

  When the water mist was almost steamed, Wen Mingtang lifted the lid of the pot, sprinkled a handful of green onion and a handful of white sesame seeds, and the small and exquisite fried buns were embellished with green onions and sesame seeds, making them look a lot more beautiful immediately.

Liu Yuan stared at the pan-fried buns that were much smaller than ordinary buns in the pot, and swallowed subconsciously: "I suddenly realized that chopped green onions, sesame seeds and other embellishments are really useful. Once sprinkled, it immediately adds a lot of color, and the word 'color' in the three characters of color and fragrance is immediately ticked off."

  Wen Mingtang glanced at him with a smile, and scooped six pan-fried buns into the plate, while Tang Yuan and A Bing beside him pointed to the vinegar, sauce, sesame oil and chili oil on the kitchen table and said, "Make your own dipping sauce!"

  Liu Yuan responded again and again, and before he could lift his foot to leave, he was pulled aside by Bai Zhu behind him, and said, "Go and sit at the table, don't block me while I wait for the meal."

  Liu Yuanchao and the others rolled their eyes, walked to the side and paused next to the dipping sauce, and asked A Bingtong Tangyuan: "How did you two choose the dipping sauce?"

  A Bing said: "They are all delicious! Just eating them is delicious! I only dipped them in the sauce. The vinegar of the glutinous rice **** is as good as the sesame oil, and Master Wen's vinegar is as good as the spicy one. It depends on your preference."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan hesitated for a moment, chose vinegar and sesame oil, went to the table and sat down, then impatiently raised his chopsticks and reached for the fried buns on the plate. There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

   Once you pick it up with chopsticks, you can feel the difference from the surface to the bottom, from soft to hard. Pick one up and bite down. The salty and juicy pork leg meat is mixed with the smell of wheat outside and the tough skin. The taste is already very mellow, but it is not so good. When the bottom was crispy, Liu Yuan's eyes lit up.

  Looking at a small pan-fried bun, the taste is progressive, and the gravy that has been sprinkled and not caught in the mouth drips into the dipping bowl, which makes Liu Yuan remember that he has not dipped the sauce yet!

   But this pan-fried bun is delicious without dipping it in sauce, what A Bing said is right!

On the side, Bai Zhu held a fried bun wrapped in bright red chili oil on his chopsticks. He glanced at Liu Yuan and made fun of him, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would never eat meat buns again?" , are you tired of eating?"

As if Liu Yuan had never heard of it, he stretched out his chopsticks again and dipped one in the sauce mixed with vinegar and sesame oil in the bowl. The fried buns that were already delicious enough to eat alone were dipped in the sauce mixed with vinegar oil. The pan-fried buns are already rich and mellow, not only not obtrusive, but also add an inexplicable umami taste to the salty and juicy pork meat.

   "Add vinegar to enhance freshness." Ji Caimai was obviously more knowledgeable than Liu Yuan and the others, choosing vinegar and spicy dipping sauces, and said leisurely.

  Seeing that everyone was satisfied with the food, Wen Mingtang smiled, and started to clean up the table with A Bing and Tang Yuan.

   While packing up, Ji Caimai, who was leisurely eating fried buns, suddenly asked Wen Mingtang, "Can Master Wen know how to copy hands?"

   Is Ji Caimai going to designate tomorrow's eclipse? Wen Mingtang raised his head, looked at Ji Caimai, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes."

Ji Caimai held the fried buns on the chopsticks, paused, and said: "When I went to the Zhuangzi yesterday, I heard them say that today I will make Chaoshou. Every time those people make Chaoshou, they can't count the amount. It’s too short. I think it’s a pity to throw it away, why don’t you take it back and cook it with you.”

As soon as the words came out, Liu Yuan, who was eating fried buns, couldn't help but interjected: "First, the glutinous rice that Master Wang washed a lot was used by Master Wen to make rice balls; after that, the pair of crouching dragons and phoenixes Sun and Wang missed. The vegetables and meat were used by Master Wen for barbecue; now it’s another copycat, is Ji Caimai testing Master Wen’s addiction?”

  Ji Caimai ate fried buns, squinted his eyes, and said frankly: "It's been a long time since I ate chaoshou, the ones made by those people in Zhuangzi are not very appetizing!"

  (end of this chapter)