Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  The atmosphere suddenly became weird and subtle.

   Several officers looked at each other in blank dismay, and an unspeakable sense of uneasiness arose spontaneously in response to the silent response of the three on the opposite side.

  Just now, what did they say wrong?

   While hesitating, Wen Mingtang, A Bing and Tangyuan brought over the stewed chicken soup with mushrooms, boiled rice noodles, and that size of extremely neat side dishes from the kitchen.

The stewed clear and beautiful chicken soup and the white and firm rice noodles are not surprising. After all, I have seen them in the public kitchen before, but they are quite particular about the side dishes on the tray. Lin Fei, who was looking down at the scroll, looked up together.

   "Drink the soup first!" When everyone looked at them, Wen Mingtang passed the chicken soup with mushrooms, chicken, black dates, and wolfberries to each person.

The chicken soup is delicious and clear, the saltiness is suitable, the mushrooms are fresh and smooth, and the chicken that has been stewed for a long time is already soft and rotten, and the bones can be easily removed with a light sip. Since there is nothing to say.

  While waiting for everyone to eat the soup, Wen Mingtang and the others went to the kitchen again, and this time they brought over chicken soup, but compared to the delicious and clear bowl of chicken soup before, there was still a layer of chicken fat floating on the top.

  The chicken soup eaten empty mouth is different from the chicken soup that is boiled to make the soup base. This time it is served in a casserole, which is slightly saltier than the chicken soup eaten empty mouth.

Putting the chicken soup as the soup base in front of everyone, Wen Mingtang said: "Put in the raw meat first, and stir it slightly; after it is cooked, put the cooked meat, what about the cooked meat..." At this point, she paused for a while. Wen Mingtang pursed his lips in the eyes of everyone looking at him, and said, "Not this time, I will make up for it next time. Finally, I will add vegetables and rice noodles. After they are all cooked, I can eat them!"

Seeing Wen Mingtang talking, he took out pork tenderloin slices, black fish slices and other side dishes from the small plate and poured them into the chicken soup topped with chicken oil. Lin Fei said thoughtfully: "No wonder the pork slices and black fish slices are sliced ​​so thin, they are supposed to be boiled in this hot soup!"

  As soon as the words came out, A Bing and Tangyuan behind Wen Mingtang laughed, and the two said, "I can't deliberately cut the meat thinner, and be stingy and harsh on the ingredients!"

   Not to mention that they are not stingy people in the first place, but if they open restaurants in the future, if they play tricks like that, how can there be any repeat customers?

  Lin Fei gave a "huh" to this, then picked up the chopsticks and spoons, put the file aside, and took a mouthful of rice noodles in front of everyone.

  The sound of noodle noodle woke up everyone who was still in a daze, and imitated Wen Mingtang's way of eating just now, and put the side dishes inside into the pot one by one.

  This method is really novel and interesting. Before entering the mouth, people are already interested in trying to taste it. After entering the mouth...well, it is not only novel, but the taste is rich and delicious.

Mostly it was the small dish of side dishes poured in. The process of cooking by yourself was really interesting. The original subtle and weird atmosphere was unknowingly loosened. While stirring the rice noodle side dishes, Started chatting casually.

   It’s just that they started chatting... But apart from the side dishes of the chicken soup and rice noodles and the stewed chicken with mushrooms that they ate just now, they were all trivial things, such as whether the clothes are thick or thin today.

  Everything about Zhao Mengzhuo's case was swept away intentionally or unintentionally.

  Even though everyone behaved fairly normally, the feeling of trying to search for a huatou indiscriminately when they were forced to stop talking made the three of Wen Mingtang on the side feel that subtle sense of disobedience.

  The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. They just sat down and ate melon seeds while chatting with everyone.

  Although Lin Fei eats politely, he does not eat slowly. By the time he put down his chopsticks, the people at the food table in that box had only eaten half.

  He got up, glanced at Wen Mingtang who was subconsciously looking towards him because of his movement, and walked out.

After being stunned for a moment, Wen Mingtang finished knocking the last two melon seeds in his hand, waved his hand to reject the handful of melon seeds that Tang Yuan grabbed, stood up and said with a smile: "There's too much tea and food, I'll come as soon as I go!" After finishing speaking, he went out After entering the house, after leaving the house, he even closed the door that was blown open by the cold wind.

   Lin Fei, who had just eaten a portion of chicken soup and rice noodles, was pacing back and forth outside the yard, as if he was digesting his food, but also seemed to be...waiting for someone.

Wen Mingtang didn't know if he misunderstood the meaning of Lin Fei's glance just now, so he walked over and walked near Lin Fei, before he could speak, he heard Lin Fei say: "Master Wen, I have something to ask you."

  Wen Mingtang gave a "hmm" and looked up at Lin Fei: "It's okay for Lin Shaoqing to speak up."

  Lin Fei nodded, and after a short pause, he asked her, "What kind of person is your father?"

  Wen Xuance? Wen Mingtang was a little surprised, paused, and said to Lin Fei: "I remember I said this to Lin Shaoqing. I don't have a deep impression of him. He seldom comes to the back house, and he rarely teaches me, except to scold me for repairing. Apart from virtue, the closeness of an ordinary father and daughter has never been there before," he said, seeing Lin Fei's thoughtful expression, he thought for a while, and said, "Before he died, he never told or let I'm hiding something."

   Could it be that Lin Fei, like Du Lingmou and others, thought she was hiding something?

She had actually said these words before, and this time she heard them again. Lin Fei only nodded in response to this, and then asked Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen heard from your father that he said something to you?" Your Majesty's opinion?"

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang shook his head subconsciously and said, "With Wen Xuance's temperament, I was locked into the back house back then, and I couldn't go to the front yard at all. I really don't know anything about the front, how could I know... eh, but it seems that His Majesty did I have been to the mansion several times, but with Wen Xuance's status back then, it is not surprising that His Majesty came here to ask for advice when he was the crown prince."

  Although he didn't know what Wen Xuance was thinking, if a guest came ahead, he must be there to entertain them.

  When the prince came to the mansion, the tea served was the best, and the warehouse for storing tea was in the backyard. This...you can know who came from the steward who came to pick up the tea from the warehouse.

Looking at Lin Fei who was silent with downcast eyes, Wen Mingtang thought for a while, and said again: "I think if His Majesty received cold reception from Wen Xuance, he wouldn't come here again and again. not bad."

This story was just Wen Mingtang's speculation, and he mentioned it casually just to appease Lin Fei, but he never thought that Lin Fei nodded as soon as she finished speaking, and said, "It's true, Wen Xuance once praised Your Majesty for having the ambition of a wise king, yes The blessings of the people of Great Glory."