Chapter 404 Assorted Golden Rice (5)

These thoughts passed through his mind for only a moment. Wen Mingtang calmed down, took a spoonful of assorted golden rice and put it into his mouth. He lowered his eyes at the steaming food on his plate and said in a calm tone: "Wait for later. Let’s see what happens in the next year, maybe Concubine Jing’s matter can be resolved!”

Although she didn't deny it, it sounded like she was still not ready to leave.

I originally thought that after saying this, Lin Fei would stop asking again. But... Lin Fei was Lin Fei after all. After hearing the words, he only paused for a moment, and then spoke again, which really shocked Wen Mingtang.

"You just came out of the palace and had no friends. It would be better for you to live a more secure life by yourself," Lin Fei said lightly, "Now when Zhao Sishan comes out of the palace, plus the help of Tang Yuan and A Bing, etc. , if the preparations are better, it would be good to leave."

Before he could swallow the rice in his mouth, Wen Mingtang suddenly raised his head after listening to Lin Fei's faint words, and looked at him in surprise, regardless of eating.

It's not surprising that Lin Fei could guess her wishes, but what surprised her was that he actually supported her leaving Dali Temple behind his words.

You know, even though all the officials and servants in Dali Temple really like the dishes she cooks in the public kitchen, they still have to eat every meal of them. Even if they have never come to the Yamen, they still have to find a way to eat her dishes. He is the only one.

Now Lin Fei actually supports her leaving... Well, although Lin Fei is not short of money, even if she opens a restaurant, she also opens it in Chang'an City. In such a big city, Chang'an, I'm really hungry for what she has to offer, so I just need to find someone to go and buy it. It doesn't matter if I have to leave Yu Lin Fei, but after all, it will cost more money and energy to run errands.

Wen Mingtang watched Lin Fei scoop up a spoonful of assorted golden rice and put it into his mouth, and continued to talk slowly: "Don't you always want to buy a house in Chang'an City? With Concubine Jing here, let alone a house Well, even if you want to buy a hut, you can’t afford it.”

Wen Mingtang: "..."

Liang Hongjin, who was taking big mouthfuls of food at the side: "..."

Lin Shaoqing's words were too down-to-earth. Fortunately, Wen Mingtang and Liang Hongjin were only surprised, and they didn't stop eating when he mentioned the word "thatched room".

When she came back to her senses, Liang Hongjin glanced at Wen Mingtang proudly and said, "Look! I said you can work together and open a restaurant. Otherwise, you will be pinched by the throat from time to time. That feels like It’s not necessarily good.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Fei said again: "The preparations are almost done, you can come and find me to see if there are any hidden traps or traps inside, and if anyone has set up a trap."

The two of them were singing and chatting, as if it was a certainty that she would leave the public kitchen.

Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei and frowned: He is not short of money, so it doesn't matter if she leaves or not. However, it is not easy to recruit cooks for the public kitchen of Dali Temple. Otherwise, Ji Caimai would not have received a cook until now. Wen Mingtang only calls a few handy handymen to help with washing and chopping vegetables when things are really busy.

Until now, apart from her, the only two people in Dali Temple who can handle spoons seriously are A Bing and Tang Yuan. Judging from what A Bing said to her that day, these two people seemed to want to go with her. So... what should the public chef do?

What is a public chef without a chef called a public chef? Wouldn't it be a mess left for Ji Cai to buy? For ordinary Dali Temple officials and servants, the public kitchen's three meals in the morning, lunch and evening can be eaten without spending any money. If the public kitchen does not have a master who cooks the spoons, why not waste money and go out to eat?

Wen Mingtang did not dare to boast that her cooking skills were outstanding, so that everyone in Dali Temple would not be able to live without her cooking. It's just that... even the officials and servants of Dali Temple, such as Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu, and Wei Fu, who have become temple ministers, still have to make a living and save money.

Comparing herself with her own feelings, if she were one of them, she would probably not run out just because the food was too hard to swallow. After all, what she was wasting wasted money!

After nearly a year of getting along, Wen Mingtang didn't think Lin Fei was a person who was inconsiderate to others, so how could he support her leaving with Ah Bing and Tangyuan?

Is it possible...what will happen to the public chef of Dali Temple in this year? Wen Mingtang couldn't help but guess. He just looked at Lin Fei who was eating silently in the car, thought about it, and finally swallowed the unasked words back in his stomach.

By the time he finished eating the plate of assorted golden rice, Lin Fei put down the plate, nodded to the two of them, thanked them, and left.

After Lin Fei left, Liang Hongjin couldn't help but bumped Wen Mingtang with her elbow, and raised her eyebrows at her proudly: She was still happy now that Lin Fei had affirmed her proposal!

"How's it going, Xiao Mingtang? You and Zhao Sishan always say that I'm straight forward, but you don't know that you are so overthinking, life is so tiring!" Liang Hongjin put down the plate and chopsticks, reached out and patted Wen Mingtang on the shoulder, saying , "Life is short, be more happy!"

Wen Mingtang smiled bitterly, thinking that she also wanted to have fun! But... as soon as he thought about it, he quickly reminded Liang Hongjin: "I reminded you at the Tongming Gate to keep an eye on the person for me... Don't forget it!"

Liang Hongjin nodded, patted her chest, and said, "Don't worry, I've got it covered!"

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked up at the sky: Although the temperature is cold, the weather has been good since the New Year. Looking at the clear moon and stars in the sky without any clouds and fog, Wen Mingtang thought to himself: I hope all the troubles will be like the weather these days. Let's clear the clouds and finally see the bright moon!

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When they returned from Wen Mingtang's late afternoon meal, Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu were already back.

Although they haven't spoken yet, you can vaguely guess something from the smiles on their faces.

Lin Fei sat down, raised his hand to signal the two of them to sit down, and then said, "Say it!"

The two presented the confessions of Mrs. Zhao Mengzhuo and the old servant, the account books of Zhaixing Tower, and the confessions of the others.

Lin Fei looked down at the recorded confession while listening to the two people talking.

"I have made inquiries, and both Mrs. Zhao and the stewards of the Zhao family said that Mr. Zhao's reaction this year is no different from previous years. He occasionally asked about the New Year's Eve snacks and New Year's gifts at home. When I asked, because I was about to retire, I asked about the repair status of the old house at home, and they all said that Mr. Zhao would not jump off the building to die by himself," Liu Yuan said.

This was of course what they expected to see and hear, and it was consistent with what the witnesses said about Zhao Mengzhuo being pushed downstairs. However... the physical evidence investigated was as contradictory and subtle as what was seen at the Star Reaching Tower.