Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 82 Shredded Chicken Cold Noodles

  The sudden death of Hu Chengzu and Ma Sanci took away possible clues and caused the clues to be cut off suddenly, but it also proved from the side that their direction of investigation was correct.

   "If the dog hadn't jumped the wall in a hurry, how could he suddenly kill someone?" Liu Yuan snorted coldly.

   It is true to say so, even in their own hearts, they think so. But Dali Temple needs to talk about evidence, and the Huaishan County King's family has a special status, without direct evidence, it is easy to startle the snake by rushing to the door.

  What did the Huaishan county king's family do back then? Want to cover up in every possible way? Even at the expense of murder? Attracted the attention of Dali Temple?

  Lin Fei lowered his eyes and pondered again.

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  The public chef of Dali Temple.

  Looking at Li Yuan who was sitting in the lobby of the public kitchen with his servants Shuangxi, Wen Mingtang, Ji Caimai, A Bing and Tangyuan stood by the counter and looked at each other, but no one spoke.

  Yesterday, for the pickled fish that the public chef ate at night, this distinguished little county king did not come. Today's evening meal was reduced, and I made cold noodles with shredded chicken. When the hour of evening meal was about to pass, he came.

  Probably learned the comparison between yesterday's evening meal and today's evening meal from the officers, and Li Yuan was very dissatisfied.

   After sitting down for a while, there were already "hum" sounds.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Li Yuan patted the table, turned his head, and questioned Wen Mingtang and his party, "Yesterday my father was not there, so the sauerkraut fish I made was delicious after hearing what they said. Why is it today?" When it's my turn, there are no big dishes, only cold noodles left? Sir, if I want to eat cold noodles, won't my cook make them myself? Can you tell me why? Are you teasing me on purpose? "

  Ji Caimai: "..."Which one has time to spare and is full and has nothing to do to deliberately tease him? Yesterday evening food was a big dish, so it doesn't matter to them if he doesn't come by himself.

  Although Keli was on their side, the little county king in front of him was obviously not a reasonable person.

   Lin Shaoqing, who was able to restrain this little county king, did not come to eat evening food today! Headache! Ji Caimai frowned, and subconsciously looked up at Wen Mingtang behind the counter.

However, Wen Mingtang didn't even give Li Yuan a look. Instead, he lowered his head and directed A Bing to sprinkle sesame oil on the cold noodles that had been boiled and filtered with cold water. Together.

  The glutinous rice **** on the side followed Wen Mingtang to tear the chicken, tearing the cooked chicken into thin strips and putting them on the plate.

Li Yuan complained twice, but did not get any response. Looking back, seeing Wen Mingtang and others busy with their own affairs, his anger suddenly surged, and he rushed to the front of the stage, stretched out his hand to grab Wen Mingtang's lapel, and wanted to tear it away. People came to question.

   This action is really too familiar. In the old days in the palace, when Liang Hongjin, the female general of Ganzhiwei, was learning moves to defend himself, he often used such moves. Therefore, the moment Li Yuan stretched out his hand, Wen Mingtang instinctively dodged to the side, and Li Yuan stretched out his hand. Pulling, pulling for nothing, and staggering, if it wasn't blocked by the table, one would have to fall down.

  Seeing this, Shuangxi on the side exclaimed and supported Li Yuan, and couldn't help shouting: "Why are you hiding? If you break our master, can you bear it?"

  Wen Mingtang heard the words, raised his head, and said, "Didn't the little prince yell that he was hungry when he came? I'm busy preparing evening food!"

   Shuangxi, who was choked up, was a little embarrassed. Hearing this, he glanced at the cold noodles on the table and muttered, "Your evening food doesn't look like much. What can you prepare?"

Wen Mingtang kept tearing the chicken in his hands, but he said in his mouth: "My cooking oil noodles, soy milk fritters, scallion noodles and so on don't look very good. Didn't the two of you eat them all too? Isn't it only big dishes? It's delicious, you can only know if it tastes good."

   Shuangxi, who was choked, said: "..." Thinking of the oily noodles, my heart felt sour: the young master took his share back then!

   After standing firmly on the table, Li Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Okay! I'll take a look later! If it doesn't taste good, don't blame me for being rude!"

  Ji Caimai touched his nose and thought: How can you be rude? The king of Pingxi Xiaojun should not have come to the kitchen of Dali Temple for dinner. If Lin Shaoqing hadn't greeted him, how could he have come?

Just thinking like this, Li Yuan, who was leaning on the table to watch Wen Mingtang and others prepare evening meals, looked around and asked, "Where are Lin Fei and the others? I went to his room just now and saw no one. The two young Si Cheng here are also not there."

  Ji Caimai said: "I just went out, let's treat it as a matter of the case!"

   Originally, it was just a casual mention, after all, investigation of cases has nothing to do with Li Yuan. But he didn't expect to mention this casually, but he called Li Yuan "Huh", and said: "The case is not over yet? Didn't the steward surnamed Song of Huaishan County Prince's Mansion do it himself?"

  Ji Caimai spread his hands and said: "I don't know, anyway, the case is not yet closed. I heard that two more people died in the evening. Lin Shaoqing and the others went to the Third Street and Nine Alleys without even eating evening food."

   Li Yuan couldn't help but frown upon hearing the words, as if he didn't understand how the case developed into what it is now. Hearing this, after rolling his eyes, he suddenly turned his head to Wen Mingtang, who was preparing food, and said, "Cold noodles and other things can be taken away, you can make a few more in a while, young master, I'm going to bring them to Lin Fei, for Brother Nan, take care of his younger brother."

  Wen Mingtang: "..." This excuse is too clumsy.

   But even though the excuse was a bit clumsy, she still followed what Li Yuan said.

Put the rolled cold noodles in a bowl, evenly spread shredded cucumbers, shredded carrots, and soybean sprouts on the sides, and the top is the pinch of torn chicken, green, yellow, red, and white The color is bright and translucent, giving people an inexplicable refreshing feeling. After preparing the cold noodles, Wen Mingtang took another small cup, poured sesame paste, sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar, oil, etc. to make a sauce, put it next to the bowl, poured the sauce when ready to eat, and mixed well And eat.

  Looking at the simple cold noodles, she cooks them with more discipline than ordinary people.

Li Yuan folded his arms, watched Wen Mingtang put the noodle bowl and the sauce cup into the food box, and couldn't help but said: "You are quite particular, my cook doesn't have so many rules, just pour the sauce directly Don't you have it?"

"One more step, it can add a lot of delicious food, I think it's worth it." Wen Mingtang replied, and prepared Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu and Zhao You, who also didn't eat evening food, and then looked at Li Yuan , "Does Xiaojun Wang want to eat here, or go to eat together in a while?"

  Li Yuan: "..."

  Paused, he coughed lightly, and said, "I'll go and eat too!"

   At that time, he might not necessarily stand there and watch Lin Fei and others eat! This is also strange.

  Wen Mingtang nodded, prepared an extra set, and when he handed the food box to Shuangxi, Li Yuan pointed at her and said, "You go too!"

  (end of this chapter)