Chapter 66 Fried Thumb

Lin Fei glanced at him and said nothing.

Li Yuan coughed, and said: "Anyway, you agreed! Either give me the cook, or give me the menu...or I can ask Shuangxi to come over every morning to get the imperial food!"

"Well, can you ask the cook to cook not only morning meals, but also lunch and evening meals, do you think it's possible?"

Lin Fei didn't look at him, his eyes still fell on Li Zhao who was not far away, and said, "We have to follow the rules, she cooked all three meals, what about the other two?"

Li Yuan thought for a while, and said: "How about I have someone beat those two? I can't cook anymore, so I can let the cook do it."

Lin Fei glanced at him.

Li Yuan spread his hands, but he didn't think so.

Mrs. Zhou went away suddenly, she was celebrating her birthday yesterday, but something like this happened today. Standing there, the Huaishan Prince's family couldn't hide their sadness even when they were talking to Duke Jing.

Standing behind Lin Nan, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the Huaishan County King who was smiling a little far-fetched.

The lineage of the clan's relative Huaishan County King has always had a good reputation among the clan. Whether it is the old Huaishan County King or the current Huaishan County King, or even Li Zhao, the prince's son, they are all gentle and reasonable people outside. In this regard, even Li Yuan, who was born in the Prince's Mansion of Pingxi County, was not as good.

Today's Mrs. Huaishan County King is the daughter of Fan Yang's Lu family, and she is quite famous both before and after marriage. From the old Huaishan County King to the Huaishan County King, to Li Zhao who got married the year before last, there were no such things as taking concubines or sharing houses.

It's really... It's hard to imagine any stains.

As night fell, more dignitaries came to express their condolences. Duke Yasukuni, who had come earlier, said goodbye first, and was going to see off Mrs. Zhou after a few days of ceremony.

The king of Huaishan County couldn't get away, so he had to order the steward in the mansion to send him all the way out of the house.

After leaving the gate of Huaishan County King's Mansion, Lin Fei asked the steward who sent them out: "I remember that Mrs. Zhou's heart disease has not occurred for many years. Yesterday's birthday should be a happy event, why did she suddenly commit it?" Heart disease?"

The steward's surname was Song, and everyone in Huaishan County's palace called him Steward Song. Hearing Lin Fei's question, he said, "Perhaps it's hot and boring, and I was disturbed by a theater troupe again yesterday. People with mental illness should avoid getting emotional."

Lin Fei nodded when he heard the words, looked at the haggard Guanshi Song in front of him, and asked, "I see that the county king and the others treat you kindly. You have been in the county prince's mansion for many years, right?"

Song Guanshi nodded and said, "It's been more than thirty years. The old lady is always a little sad when she leaves."

Lin Fei nodded, turned around and followed Lin Nan and the others.

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When it was time to eat Chaoshi again, Liu Yuan rushed into Dali Temple in a hurry, facing Bai Zhutong Wei Fu who had already finished eating, and the two were discussing the Chaoshi that the public chef had just finished eating.

"I ate twenty-five raw pan fried." Bai Zhu said to Wei Fu, couldn't help rubbing his stomach, and said with emotion, "Actually, there are still some to eat, but Ji Caimai is there, so don't take more! "

Wei Fu nodded and said, "Old Ji stared too closely, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem for me to eat twenty more!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Liu Yuan sprained his feet and almost didn't fall off.

Master Wen's cooking is delicious, but you can eat about twenty steamed buns... Can these two people's stomachs hold it? Don't be afraid to panic!

Bai Zhu and Wei Fu played tricks and asked him to go to the public kitchen to see.

When Liu Yuan rushed to the public kitchen full of doubts, he came back to his senses when he saw the fried rice in the big iron pan: the small ones were slightly bigger than a human thumb, and the recipe was similar to the fried rice last time. A layer of black sesame seeds and green onions are sprinkled on the top, but there is no dipping sauce as last time, it seems to be directly sent to the mouth.

"I ate the big one a few days ago, is it the small one this time?" Liu Yuan asked curiously.

Wen Mingtang smiled and said, "This one is a little different from last time's."

"The size is different!" Liu Yuan looked at the more than 20 pan-fried buns stacked on the plate, and muttered, "No wonder Bai Zhu and Wei Fu can eat 20 or 30 in one meal! It turns out that this is the one bite." one."

Ji Caimai at the side was holding a bamboo skewer, with five or six fried skewers skewered on it like a barbecue skewer, and he was biting into it one by one.

Liu Yuan, who saw such a bold and novel way of eating, suddenly became interested. He asked Wen Mingtang for a bamboo stick, walked to the food table and sat down, and then took the bamboo stick to skewer it all in one go, and bit it down.

The dumpling skin is thin and tough, and the moment the teeth tear the skin, you can feel the small ball of meat filling gushing out with the gravy. Liu Yuan is really curious about how Wen Mingtang puts the gravy in such a thumb-sized pan-fried dumpling. Included.

You don't have to suck it carefully like eating big fried rice to prevent the juice from overflowing. Liu Yuan took one bite, and the salty and fresh gravy burst out in his mouth. The taste is not inferior to Dashengjian, but another kind of "boldness" that is different from Dashengjian, whether it is the toughness in the thin skin or the crispy bottom. , together with the springy meat filling and salty gravy, all the tastes are in one bite, which is surprisingly rich.

Liu Yuan couldn't stop eating, and the bamboo stick in his hand added a different kind of interest to his eating method. After eating more than 20 pan fried buns in one go and cleaning up all the fried pan fried on the plate, Liu Yuan turned his head to look at the countertop.

Not only the iron pot, but even the countertop is empty.

Ji Caimai bit off the last thumb on the bamboo stick and looked at him: "Don't think everyone eats too much and eats fast!" He said, pouted, pointed at Liu Yuan's own empty plate, and said , "You eat a lot!"

Liu Yuan: "..."

All right! They all ate a lot, so don’t dislike anyone!

Liu Yuan left the public kitchen and went to see Lin Fei with Bai Zhu holding the file.

"We went to the post station yesterday, and what Lin Shaoqing said was right, that Fuzi is indeed illiterate." Liu Yuan said.

Lin Fei said "hmm" and looked at Bai Zhu who was on the side: "Where is Team Leader Huang?"

Bai Zhudao: "It's been confirmed! He is indeed a gambler, and that finger was chopped off by someone when he was chasing debts. It's a pity that it doesn't matter how many fingers this kind of person chops off, it's still worth gambling!"

"He usually has a good face. After all, he said that he is the troupe leader of a century-old troupe," Bai Zhu said. "The gold rings, fake essays and so on are his own facade. The real ones left by the ancestors have long been What he sells and pawns is almost exhausted."

"A few days ago, because he didn't pay back the money, several gambling houses joined forces to block his people, threatening to send him down to meet his ancestors!" Bai Zhu said, "The boss Huang decided on the spot to reassure them, Knowing that he already has a way to get money, let them have a few days of grace."

"The people in the gambling shop will naturally not believe such a grace period of a few days. Team leader Huang simply reported a date directly, Lin Shaoqing, what day do you think it is?"

When Lin Fei heard this, he raised his head and paused for a while, then said, "Yesterday?"

"Lin Shaoqing guessed right, it was yesterday!" Bai Zhu said with emotion.