Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 312 Steamed Pork Ribs with Black Bean Sauce (1)

  Of course, before going to find Zhang Wulin, you need to...

   Everyone looked up at the sky: it's noon, and it's time for lunch again!

   I don't know what Master Wen's lunch is today.

Wen Mingtang, who was being naughty, walked aside, pulled out the veil around his waist, covered his nose and sneezed, paused, turned around and washed his hands before the second sneeze came, and returned to the stage after washing his hands From time to time, I saw Tang Yuan and A Bing laughing.

Wen Mingtang didn't understand, so he looked over, but he heard Tangyuan said with a smile: "Master Wen almost sneezes before meal time. I heard those old people say that someone is talking about you when you sneeze. Master Wen sneezes So punctual, it’s true that people will talk about it every meal time.”

In a word, Ji Caimai, who went to the back of the takeaway stall to organize the food boxes, couldn't help laughing: "It's really a coincidence, maybe that group of people are really talking about our lunch today!" Touching the small steamers on the table, he touched his full stomach, and couldn't help saying, "Today's lunch is quite to my liking!"

  Because the amount of customized pots and utensils is not small, there are still many customized pots and utensils that have not yet been delivered.

  When it was just dawn today, the small palm-sized steamer that Master Wen asked for was delivered. Looking at those small and cute steamers, a little girl named Tangyuan immediately became interested when she saw them, and played with them for a long time.

  The steamer is small, exquisite and cute, just like those gadgets. At the time, Ji Caimai thought that it was Wen Mingtang's order to make pastries. A pastry in a small steamer looked really good, but unexpectedly, the small steamer cooked a meat dish on the first day it came to the public kitchen.

  One of the most important accessories is a kind of thing called fermented soybeans sold by foreigners that Master Wen bought from the market.

Looking at the black beans and the brown sauce, Ji Caimai was curious about what kind of snacks this thing would be used for at first. He thought it might be a cold dish, mixed with tofu and other vegetarian dishes, but he had no idea Master Wen actually directly made a steamed dish with the pork ribs he bought from Zhuangzi today and the fermented soybeans.

  As for the taste of this dish... Ji Caimai rubbed his stomach and burped: It's wonderful!

  …

After eating the spicy but tempting spicy chicken yesterday, Liu Yuan deliberately hung a bamboo tube around his waist for lunch today, fearing that Wen Mingtang would make another dish that was spicy but irresistible. Tea comes to the public kitchen for lunch.

  Although the public kitchens of Dali Temple provide soup, a bowl of soup is not enough for dishes such as spicy chicken, so it is better to prepare it in advance.

   It is impossible to refuse the spicy dishes cooked by Master Wen. Can the majestic Dali Temple Prime Minister learn to predict in advance?

  Liu Yuan felt that his prediction was quite good! It wasn't until I walked into the public kitchen and bumped into many colleagues who also had bamboo tubes of tea hanging on their waists that I realized that I was not the only one who made such predictions.

  Bai Zhu next to him twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the "witty" colleagues, and hurriedly followed Lin Fei, who passed them all without changing his expression, into the public kitchen.

Although they didn't delay any time when they came from the prison, since Master Wen came to Dali Temple, everyone's enthusiasm for eating has always been very high. .

   Therefore, even if there is no delay, when I walked into the public kitchen, many colleagues sat down by the food table with the lunch they received and started to eat lunch.

   Sweeping away, his eyes were immediately attracted by the small steamer on the dinner plate.

Seeing everyone take their lunch away one by one in a basket, and looked at their rice bowls, the white rice was still steaming, Liu Yuan was a little puzzled: "Is there buns in the steamer? There are buns, why?" And with rice?"

   While he was puzzled, the guard in front of the nearest food table had already opened the steamer.

  The water vapor accumulated in the steamer diffuses around with the lid of the steamer opened. Under the dense water vapor, there is a new dish that almost fills the entire steamer.

In a white porcelain plate bowl, the pork ribs steamed to tender white are placed in it, the black tempeh is mixed in it, the brown soup mixed with gravy and sauce soaks in the bottom of the porcelain plate, and the top is dotted with green and red peppers cut into pieces. The pepper rings are very "fresh" at a glance.

   Especially compared with yesterday's "thick and colorful" spicy chicken, it looks even more refreshing.

However, although it looks very "fresh", along with the "fresh" appearance, there is also the indescribable aroma of garlic, pork ribs and pork meat mixed with some auxiliary ingredients. There is an indescribable hook.

  You can also see the contented expression on the face after the guard picked up the ribs entrance. Liu Yuan swallowed his saliva, not daring to look any further, he hurriedly took three steps at a time and took his share of lunch in front of the counter, and sat down in front of the food table where Lin Fei and Bai Zhu were.

Although today's dish is not spicy, but seeing Lin Shaoqing spitting out the bones from the bone plate, he ate two pieces in a short while, and then quickly picked up the third piece, which is enough to show that this dish is called steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce. Although the dish is not a spicy dish, its taste is also very good.

Liu Yuan swallowed his saliva watching, hurriedly put down his dinner plate, raised his chopsticks and couldn't wait to pick up the steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, but just when the chopsticks were about to pick up the ribs, he heard a voice from outside .

   "Liu Sicheng!"

   How come to call him at this time? The smile on Liu Yuan's face froze, looking at the ribs that were about to be caught, before he hesitated, the voice of the handyman running outside to call him rang again.

   "Liu Sicheng!"

  Lin Fei, who was eating the steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce that he had been longing for, glanced at him, spat out his bones, and reminded: "Someone is looking for you."

  Shangfeng had already spoken, and he could no longer care about eating, so Liu Yuan had to put down his chopsticks, get up and walk out quickly.

  Who is it? Why don't you come sooner or later and come to find him at this time? When he walked out of the public kitchen yard full of resentment that he hadn't eaten steamed pork ribs with fermented soy sauce, Liu Yuan's resentment disappeared immediately when he looked at the two half-old children. He came down and said, "Why are you two here? Where is Old Wei?"

  These two children are none other than Wei Fu's son and daughter.

However, although he was nervous and worried when he saw the two children suddenly running to look for him, Liu Yuan was still relieved when he saw that the two children had no worries on their faces: Lao Wei thought there was nothing wrong, but he didn't know what happened. I deliberately let the two children run this leg.

   Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the two children say: "Uncle Liu, Father said that he found something, so he asked you to take time to go there!"

After saying this, before Liu Yuan could answer, he heard a burst of ventriloquism. Liu Yuan looked at the source of the ventriloquist—the stomachs of the two children, and immediately helped his forehead: Lao Ji...when Don't watch the two children go hungry!

  (end of this chapter)