Chapter 363 Pork Meat Stewed Vermicelli (5)

Can the matter be solved by burning the baggage?

Obviously not.

Wen Mingtang was not that naive yet. He touched the cold soft sword on his waist and felt the panic in his heart calm down. Although it was only the work of the three-legged cat, it was still his own. Wen Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the public kitchen.

After noon snacks such as boneless chicken tenders, milk tea, crispy pork belly, millet rice crispy rice, stir-fried chestnuts, etc. Ah Bingtong is already very skilled in making glutinous rice balls.

The students from the Imperial College who came to buy snacks later rounded up the snacks from the chef again, leaving not even a piece of rice cracker or a grain of chestnut.

The servants and clerks in the yamen were thrown into the air because of this. They looked at the group of students carrying large and small bags and were puzzled: "You haven't gone on vacation yet? The Imperial College is released earlier than me in the yamen! "

The student who was poking the boneless chicken fillet with a wooden skewer chewed the chicken fillet in his mouth and said, "I remember well. Today is the last day of class for me. I will start cooking tomorrow."

"Why are you so anxious for just one or two days?" Smelling the tempting fragrance of the snacks in the air, a guard rubbed his nose and couldn't help but said, "When the holiday comes, I can come here to buy snacks every day."

"My family always forced me to wait for the staple food, and said that snacks should not be eaten as meals. My stomach is full of staple food, where can I get these snacks?" The students shook their heads and retorted, "Moreover, , it’s better not to have a holiday at all! It’s better to be comfortable in the Imperial College and skip classes every now and then if you’re talking about studying for the scientific exam in your ears every day!”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted a lot of responses.

Looking at the distressed students, many junior officials themselves were urged to study by their families at this age. After all, not many are naturally eager to learn. At this time, I felt a little empathetic when I heard this.

The class after noon was a riding and archery class. The teacher who taught riding and archery was the most "loose" and it didn't matter if he was late. Therefore, these students did not leave in a hurry after buying snacks. When Wen Mingtang, who was smiling and looking at them eating snacks with his arms folded in front of the stage, seemed to have thought of something, he quickly came to Wen Mingtang and asked Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, is the takeaway of your Dali Temple public chef celebrating the New Year?" Are you going to stop doing it?”

As soon as these words came out, the smiling faces of Ah Bing and Tangyuan who were cleaning up the table suddenly froze. The smile on Wen Mingtang's face also faded a bit. He looked at the young men who were talking: they all had jade ornaments on their waists. Even though the shapes and colors of accessories are different, you can tell they are worth a lot by looking at their flawless and transparent appearance.

It is not an ordinary person who can decorate them with such accessories at an age when they are fond of playing around and breaking things. Looking at the other Imperial College students with the same high backgrounds surrounding those teenagers, they vaguely respect them. Wen Mingtang had a suspicion in his mind and asked the young men with a smile: "Where did you guys hear about this?"

One of them took the chestnuts peeled by his classmates and threw it into his mouth. He said nonchalantly: "I heard what my father and uncles said! They said that the internal affairs yamen should set rules for the public chefs of each yamen, and the Imperial College is also in it. The Dao public chef only Three meals a day are provided. From now on, all the food ingredients for all yamen will be allocated by the internal affairs yamen. From now on, all yamen government chefs in the capital will have to eat the same food. My father and mother-in-law said, in this way, it will be strange if you can eat well. , I’m afraid that this lunch will have to be the breadwinner of the family in the future.”

As soon as these words came out, the students on the side responded.

If the internal affairs yamen allocates food and manages it together, the food will probably be greatly compromised. not only that……

"I heard that the officials and junior staff in the yamen are late for work and have to eat midnight snacks. They are not allowed to drink sour plum drink in summer and sweet soup in winter." The student said, glancing at the place at this time. Everyone in the Dali Temple saw that from Wen Mingtang and other cooks to the servants and clerks who were eating, their faces suddenly changed after hearing this. They suddenly said proudly, "I know you have such faces! As soon as this rule comes out, who will Don’t you shake your head after hearing this? Well, you, the public chef of Dali Temple, were scolded by the newly appointed manager, ‘You have too many things to do, why are you so special?’”

The faces of everyone in Dali Temple who were specifically called out became even more ugly.

The student who spoke looked at the people whose expressions suddenly changed and showed sympathy and emotion: "Now... I'm afraid that the internal affairs yamen will be full and the public chefs of all the yamen in the capital will be hungry!"

The student of this age was in his prime of youth, and because he was born into a powerful family, he had never experienced any such things as adversity and difficulty, so he naturally had the guts to say whatever he wanted.

Everyone in Dali Temple had a lot of concerns. Although they didn't dare to speak out like the students, they agreed in their hearts.

Seeing the people in Dali Temple who dared to be angry and dare not speak, the students seemed to have found an outlet and said again: "The Dr. Jijiu and the teaching doctor also told me to be careful about what I say and don't talk nonsense. If Dao Ruo has trouble at home, Just wait until I'm full and go look for them! What a joke! Is this a matter of whether you have enough to eat or not?"

The students who go to Imperial College have rich families, so they don't care about the food, but this matter is obviously not about food.

"I heard that some people with big appetites might not be full after hearing about the purchase, but the newly appointed manager said, 'If you have enough rice and steamed buns, how can you not be full?' The food available during the famine is good. , you are picky, don’t you know that frugality should lead by example?" The young and energetic boy became more and more angry, "What a sophistry! The newly appointed manager and Jing behind him... uh, why doesn't the master lead by example? ? You have only been the steward for less than a year and you can afford to buy a big house next to our ancestral home. Do you think everyone in the world is stupid?"

The students responded one after another after hearing this, and after venting their anger, they dispersed and went back to the Imperial College to take riding and archery classes.

After the teenagers left, a clerk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "Yu Jijiu taught the students well, but..." Before he finished speaking, his face turned a little pale, "Is this such a thing? Can you shout?"

Who doesn’t understand that people are lining their own pockets in the name of unified deployment? It’s just that the one who can solve this matter is not them, but the Holy One!

You can't go to the Holy One and shout, asking the Holy One to take good care of his adoptive mother, and ask his adoptive mother to enjoy her life well, and don't do that "quietly picking off skin", even the officials' food must be severely deducted!

Compared with the worries of the petty officials and police officers, some people were not worried at all.

"What are you worrying about?" Zhao Mengzhuo walked in from outside just after the students left. He also heard the students' "debate", but he didn't think it was a big deal. "Then if the manager is only looking at the takeaways from our Yamen public kitchen, That's a bad thing! Now that the matter is so big and all the yamen in the capital have suffered, this matter will be easier to handle!" After saying that, he looked at Wen Mingtang and said, "Hey, Master Wen, I'll do it. Ask about this New Year’s Eve snack!”

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"Bang!" The vase hit his feet, and the broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere. One of them splashed high, leaving a bloody mark on the kneeling man's face.

The palace servant who was kneeling on the ground didn't bother to wipe the blood on his face. He just knelt and kowtowed and wailed: "I know my mistake!"