Husband, Have Dinner

The maid said that her shoulder injury might leave scars.

Ayao was stunned and touched her shoulder injury. She recalled that she was bitten on her shoulder by a dead fat man at night, biting her prey like a beast. She couldn't help but feel sick, but fortunately, if she took a few centimeters and bit her neck carotid artery, she could still Survive? She couldn't wait to pick up the knife and cut it on the shoulder to cut off the fat man's tooth mark! But then again... what should she do if she is afraid of pain?

I was entangled and joked on his face, "Let it go, it's not disfigured. Few people can see the wound on the shoulder."

Seeing that she didn't care, the topic returned to the cook, A Yao became more frightened as she heard it, "Sister, aren't you kidding me, isn't the cook just taking care of the kitchen..." Why does she seem to be taking care of the kitchen? Maid's night duty?

"That also depends on who it is. The chef Lu Zhai invited is impure..." Wait, this Dou Ding is only seven years old, and she told her what she did. The maid was upset, and the veteran regarded her as a peer, but the seven-year-old should not understand. She quickly changed the subject, "The sesame scent is coming out, and the pancakes are almost ready. You can bring the **** soup over, and I will mix the soup soon."

Ayao remembered what the maid mentioned, and if you deal well with her, you might be able to get some useful information out of her mouth, "Do you still need my help? I can cut vegetables."

"That's okay, you go and come back quickly."

Bringing the brown sugar **** soup back to the hall, the number of bowls was not enough as yesterday, so they had to take turns to drink. A Yao watched their children around the round table while the older girl scooped a spoon. I started to drink, the younger looked at the boy and the big sister, and finally chose to follow the way of the big brother, holding the bowl to drink, and sticking out his tongue just after the first sip, "It's so spicy!"

"Is it really spicy?" The other children gathered around and asked.

The child’s hand fan said, “Spicy, but delicious! Sweet! My mother’s **** soup is only spicy but not sweet! Sprinkle chopped green onion at most!”

"Really, I want to drink too!"

The old lady hurriedly stopped "Slow down, there are more here, one by one, don't worry."

There is an old lady taking care of it, and the children are not very problematic. Ayao had a plan in her heart, and turned back to the kitchen to help the maid.

There is only one word for the secrets.

The persimmon was on duty, taking fist-sized persimmons and sliced ​​them into thin slices. If it weren't for the close contact of the kitchen knife with the cutting board, and the dull noises were constantly being made, the maid didn't know that A Yao was still using the kitchen knife--the persimmon looked intact.

After wiping with a knife, the persimmon slices are flattened on the cutting board, and again with a sharp knife, cut into filaments vertically and horizontally into dices. Put the soy-sized persimmons into a bowl for later use, and cut the greens into filaments for later use.

"The oil in the pot is boiled, are the ingredients ready? You can help watch the fire on the stove, make the fire smaller, and don't let it go out." The maid shouted, and Ayao took the prepared persimmons and vegetables Pass it to the maid, squat down to look at the hearth, the current heat is just right, and she doesn't need to do anything.

Watching the maid stir-fry the diced persimmons, the simmering fire forced the juice of the persimmons, and the diced persimmons in the red and gorgeous soup boiled, almost melted in it, and the thickness was extremely thick, and the persimmon sauce was added, and then the vegetable slices were added to watch the color of the vegetables. The change quickly pours water into the pot.

"Have you ever tried mixing soup? Mixing soup is very particular. It is slow. If it is fast, it will become gnocchi and it will not taste good." She carried dry flour and dripped a small spoon on the flour. The water is stirred to form countless small flocs.

Ayao kept her eyes on, as if the maid’s skillful hands turned magic, the noodles were scattered, clouds and mist around, the soup pot was boiling, the noodles were floating in it, and at this time, the egg liquid was poured into the egg, and the egg flower thin as a cicada's wings floated. On the surface of the water, add persimmon sauce, coriander, and salt at the end.

A bowl of clear soup is ready, the red soup with green vegetable noodles and egg flowers, a bowl of several colors gathered together, the color is bright, the sweet and sour persimmon makes the index finger move.

The pancakes are broken and mixed with the soup, which is delicious!

The persimmon egg soup is sweet and sour, and the appetite is energized. There are green vegetables and white noodles in the soup. After taking a few bites, A Yao feels even more hungry!

"It's delicious!" the child said vaguely.

Mrs. Meng said, "If it tastes delicious, eat more and eat slowly. Your soup has improved."

The maid said, "Thank you for the old lady's appreciation, and I have to thank this little girl for her help."

Mrs. Meng said, "They are all good boys...Eh, how did the young man disappear last night?"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there. There was a knock on the door outside the door, and the maid went out to check, and after a meeting, Pei Shuo and Bo Bu Chuan Yang's group of four were led in.

Not seeing him all night, Pei Shuo became a little haggard and unconscious.

The group of four who followed behind now appeared Dai Qing. A few of them stayed up all night. Two of them had a fight with the fake monk until midnight, and they were twisted to the Yamen. The others were busy with Pei Shuo in dealing with the Lu family’s affairs. Later, I didn't think it was dawn. Pei Shuo still went back to the inn first, asked for some water to wash up, changed his clothes, and then visited the Meng's house.

When he came this time, he wanted to pick up everyone.

"You are here too, why don't you sit down and eat a piece, Arun, you should hurry back to buy the tableware and chopsticks, it's too shabby." The old lady Meng greeted with a smile.

"Thank you for the kindness of the old lady, things have been arranged, I will take them to the Yamen to register after they have breakfast, so that they can reunite with their families as soon as possible." Pei Shuo explained his intentions.

Mrs. Meng, Mrs. Yue Mo, has several things that the Lu family has been doing all the time, "Well, you can leave when you finish eating, don't waste time, I'm a little tired, Arun...help me in."

"Thank you old lady for taking in."

Looking at the staggering old lady Meng, A Yao stood up in silence and bowed to her.

Although they haven't been in contact for a long time, the old lady is still aware of the goodness, and there are still many good people in the world.

"How can you learn the messy etiquette? Fortunately, the old lady will go first, otherwise you will be allowed to knock you on the head with a cane." Pei Shuo vomited.

"You will die if you don't complain. My sentimentality is all scared."

They went to the Yamen, more than 20 children registered, and stayed at the Yamen for the time being. They should have been sent to the temple, but Qingning Temple and Renguang Temple broke out one after another during the Mid-Autumn Festival, making the people doubt these two temples with great incense.

I haven't heard of Qingning Temple and Renguang Temple for a long time. Renguang Temple is just those two monks. Ayao asked, "What happened to them?"

"The two monks who sold you are fake monks. They are bandits who fled from a certain stockade, occupying Renguang Temple, and the original monks of the temple were buried behind the temple by them. Pei Chuan Pei walked from their martial arts path. Seeing the clues of their origins, what I didn’t expect was that the younger brother of the abbot of Renguang Temple wandered back and noticed something was wrong. Then he found the murdered monk from the backyard and hurriedly reported the crime. We would catch people, and the two things happened together. They sent people in, waited for the case to be heard, and then asked to kill them. The law of heaven retribution was unhappy." To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.