The news that a chef who specializes in fresh fish came to the capital, and under the word of mouth of foodies, it soon became known to everyone.

Because of the Grand Canal outside the capital, people here like to eat fresh fish and are good at eating fresh fish.

Gourmets spread the word of mouth that those who have eaten the whole fish feast in the "Ten Mile Spring Breeze" building are considered real diners.

West Lake vinegar fish, cinnamon fish and lettuce, chopped pepper fish head, boiling fish, flower fish fillet......

The names of unheard-of dishes passed through the mouths of gourmets and soon spread throughout the capital.

On this day, after going down, Qu Jincun came to Shili Chunfeng Building alone, and he didn't order any wine, so he ordered a sweet and sour fish, a steamed anchovie, and a dish fish head.

After waiting for a long time, after the dishes were served, Qu Jincun, who was as silent as a sculpture, instantly "came to life".

- That's right, it's the smell!

He took a deep breath of the dish as quietly as he could, and then ...... Turned into a sculpture again, he continued to hang his head and meditate on the table.

Xiao Er, who was in charge of serving the food, only found that Qu Jincun's table had not been touched at all after all the guests left.

This makes it a little strange for the shopkeeper, who has recently become accustomed to packing up "discs".

"Can't the guests eat?" Xiao Er diligently added hot water to Qu Jincun, "If you don't think the food is cold, you can let the kitchen heat it." ”

Seeing that this guest is elegant, handsome, and elegant, Xiao Er has already positioned Qu Jincun as the son of the prince in his heart, so he is naturally courteous to him.

Qu Jincun, who had been sitting quietly all the time, immediately stood up after hearing Xiao Er's words, and said politely and resolutely: "Then please ask the little second brother to lead the way in front." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Er was stunned.

"Please lead the way," Qu Jincun repeated slowly and calmly, "Go to the back kitchen." ”

The puzzled Xiao Er scratched his head.

However, after Qu Jincun gave him half a piece of money, Xiao Er immediately picked up the plate, and without saying a word, took Qu Jincun and the three plates of unchanged dishes to the back kitchen.

Passing through a small narrow corridor, Qu Jincun turned a corner with Xiao Er, and came to the smoky and burning Shili Chunfeng Building's general kitchen.

It was past the meal, and nine out of ten fires were extinguished.

Only a fire was still burning in the corner, and a thin figure was busy on the stove with his back to the door.

Qu Jincun's heart tightened for no reason, and then it beat violently.

The light in the back kitchen was dim, and Xiao Er took Qu Jincun to bypass the many cooking utensils, and shouted to the voice inside: "New here, come and give the guests a hot meal!" ”

Qu Jincun glanced at Xiao Er with cold eyes--how could he treat a chef with a shouting tone?

However, Qu Jincun restrained his enthusiasm and followed Xiao Er to the only stove, and at this time, the cook who had been facing away from them also happened to turn around.

In the dim light, the man's face looked old and thin, with sideburns and dots of gray hair, and his stature was exactly the size of an old man, rickety and thin from the side.

- Not Molly.

It's not her!

Qu Jincun's heart sank.

Since she didn't say goodbye, Qu Jincun would go out to find her whenever he had time.

He has been to the East Market, and there are all long-term and short-term workers selling their bodies, but no one has ever seen the "cook" described in Qu Jincun's mouth.

And Qu Jincun's move to find someone was soon known by the teacher under the attention of people with a heart.

In the past few days, the attitude of the seat master towards Qu Jincun has eased, and Qu Jincun has also regained his previous respect for the seat master on his face - otherwise wouldn't Molly have left in vain? He couldn't afford to waste all her hard work.

As for the daughter of King Qin Xian, Qu Jincun clearly told the master that the reason why King Qin Xian was named "King Xian" was that the current saint hopes that he will be idle, leisurely, and idle.

If the master wants to befriend King Qin Xian, he must also understand the intention behind the saint's gift to King Qin Xian's huge mansion and tens of millions of wealth.

The master was just dazed for a while, and after being earnestly persuaded by Qu Jincun, although he was also unwilling, he pointed to this talented disciple to help him, so he had no choice but to give up the line of King Qin Xian.

- But Qu Jincun knows that this does not mean that the master will not interfere in his marriage in the future.

On the contrary, if there is a suitable opportunity in the future, the master will "wait for the price to sell".

Qu Jincun calculated indifferently, he had to endure it for almost ten years before he could become a bureaucrat with a higher position than the master, and he could completely get rid of the threat of being "sold" at any time.

He has no choice, there is no way back but to move forward, move forward.

After experiencing the disappointment of Shili Chunfeng Building, Qu Jincun was not discouraged.

In addition to the money left over from personal exchanges, he spent the rest of his money on searching for Molly's whereabouts.

Every day, whenever he had time, he would go around the four gates, and only after getting the news that there were no women/teenagers coming in and out of the city that he described could he go to eat with peace of mind.

Because of his lack of money, he can only eat out two or three meals a month at most.

And because the chef who is good at making fish in Shili Chunfeng Building, every dish of zuò made has Molly's special technique, so Qu Jincun set the primary target for this restaurant, he wanders around this restaurant from time to time, especially pays close attention to the people in and out of the back kitchen, and even finds excuses to go to the back kitchen a few times when he is eating.

But none of the people in there looked like Molly.

I really don't know where Molly is hiding?

Despite his strict picky eater, Qu Jincun did not dare to abuse his body when Molly was away, and if his body collapsed, he would not be able to get Molly back.

He would force himself to eat an egg, half a pound of greens every day, and occasionally buy some fish and shrimp boiled in vain and dipped in vinegar to eat—these were all things that Molly emphasized countless times when he was by his side.

…… But it's really unpalatable, and it's so unpalatable that it's going to die......

Qu Jincun felt that he swallowed every bite with bitter tears.

Now that Molly is gone, no one will supervise whether she eats meat or not, and no one will go to great lengths to make soup fillings because of his picky eater...... Qu Jincun had no choice but to force himself.

Even when he was begging for a living under his stepmother, he never forced himself, and he stopped eating when he didn't like to eat, let alone let the food in the entrance match meat and vegetables.

While Molly made his appetite more critical, it also softened his paranoia, and now as long as he thinks about Molly's words and deeds, Qu Jincun has the confidence to swallow a bowl of rice with her voice and smile.

After the meal, Qu Jincun would sit at the dining table for a while, silently looking at the empty seat opposite, and fell into a daze for a long time.

…… He suspected that Molly was not a village woman, absolutely not!