The cooks are still depressed.

Xia Hou'an had already changed the pot of water, and then picked up the slaughtering knife to cut off a piece of pork leg meat, and chopped it up wildly on the board.

Such a big movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Don't just patronize and watch, come and remix the dough with a few people, after the dough is reconciled, roll it into a thin dough, and the corresponding condiments will be prepared soon......" Feeling the gaze of everyone, Xiahouan also ordered unceremoniously.

"Why should I be at your disposal?"

The cooks were not convinced.

Hey, you're still not convinced...... Xiahou An flicked the knife and had a gesture of not doing it: "Anyway, I don't care, the Taishi can't taste the wontons, and it's not my head that is chopped."

"Will you do it?"

The cooks were clearly unconvinced.

"Or else?"

Xiahou An glanced blankly.

Only then did the cooks act suspiciously, after all, their lives were at stake.

Now, it can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After a while, the pork was minced, and the dough was rolled out according to Xiahou'an's requirements.

It's actually not difficult to make wontons, Xia Hou'an only demonstrated it twice, and the cooks have already learned it.

After the fire boils, the wontons go directly to the pot.

Taking advantage of the time of cooking, Xia Houan picked up a green vegetable with his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand quickly turned the knife, and in the dazzle, the appearance of the green vegetables fell off layer by layer like a girl's clothes.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a delicate green lotus.

Amazing!

The cooks were stunned.

"Young man, who did you learn this technique and knife technique from?"

"New Oriental." Xiahou An replied casually, and released the carved green lotus out of the bowl for decoration.

"New Oriental?"

The cooks looked puzzled, they had never heard of such a number one person in the world.

Xiahou An waved his hand, "Forget it, you don't understand it." ”

Scoop up the wontons with a colander and put them into a porcelain bowl mixed with the condiment soup, and the fragrance is overflowing in an instant.

It smells so good!

The cooks unconsciously swallowed their throats, and watched Xia Hou'an pick up the wontons and leave, as if opening the door to a new world.

"Why don't we try to make it too!"

Someone whispered a suggestion.

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

Don't worry about the head landing, everyone is also much more down-to-earth, just do what they say, and the cooks are actively busy.

Truth be told, they hadn't craved a dish in years.

In the lobby of Xiangguo Mansion, eating fresh and hot wontons is still a familiar taste.

Dong Zhuo was full of praise for this and called it delicious!

After eating a big bowl of wontons with soup, Dong Zhuo put down the dishes and chopsticks, touched his bulging belly with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Rush Ming'er to send someone to bring the old lady and Bai'er, and let them taste the delicious food of this world."

In a good mood, Dong Zhuo rewarded Xiahouan with a plate of golden cakes, a total of 12.

Xiahou An smiled, can you not be happy when you pick up so much money for nothing?

called the master wise in his mouth, and slapped a sycophant again, before he said goodbye and left.

When he left the Prime Minister's Mansion, a middle-aged scribe came up to him.

Under the dim gaze, it was difficult to see his appearance clearly, but this person's gaze paused on Xia Hou'an for a moment, and then the two passed by.

When he finished going down the steps, Xiahou An subconsciously glanced back at the door, and the man had already entered the mansion and was nowhere to be seen.

However, that kind of cold and sharp eyes are really uncomfortable.

Carrying a heavy gold cake back to the residence, the surroundings were quiet, and the door outside the courtyard had fallen to the door bolt.

Xu Chu and Cao Ang slept in the back room.

Xiahou An banged for a while before Xu Chu came out and opened the door.

Looking at Xiahou An standing outside the door, Xu Hanhan rubbed his eyes, then scratched his head, wondering: Shouldn't the lord be on duty in the palace at this time, why did he come back?

Xiahou An entered along the gate, compared to the bright lights in the palace and Xiangguo's mansion, his yard was too cold, there was not even a light, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The shoes squeaked and creaked when they hit the ground, which were dead leaves falling from trees.

In this situation, it is estimated that no one will know about the thief.

"Zhongkang, you go to the market tomorrow and ask Qin Shao to find some people to help take care of the family."

Xia Hou'an stretched out his hand and touched the golden cake in his arms, feeling that his waist was a lot stiffer, and at the same time told Xu Chu to tell him not to use his own people, just find some homeless people.

This is also just in case.

Cao Cao's people have their own identities in Chang'an City, and they have skills, if they are used to watch the family nursing home, not to mention the overkill, once Dong Zhuo is suspicious and sends someone to investigate, it is easy to capsize directly.

The homeless people are different, they have no roots, they are wandering around, and even if they are checked, it is not possible to find out the situation in a short time.

Xu Chu didn't respond, and after hesitating, he followed behind Xiahou'an and whispered, "Lord, in fact, I can sleep in the yard."

He knew that Xiahou'an's pockets were empty, and it would cost a lot of money to ask someone to take care of the home.

With this spare money, isn't it fragrant to use it to buy rice?

"Zhongkang, if you are a woman, you will definitely be very good at running a house."

Xiahou An teased, then took out a piece of gold cake from his arms, and said with a smile: "Look at this."

In the dark courtyard, a faint golden light lit up.

Xu Chu's eyes widened suddenly, obviously extremely surprised.

"Lord, where did you steal it?" Xu Chu looked at the golden cake and was stunned, and his mind couldn't turn around.

"Bah, what a steal, I earned it by my skills!"

Xiahou An took a sip and told Xu Chu triumphantly: I have twelve golden cakes like this!

Xu Churen was stupid.

After a night.

In the early morning of the next day, Xia Hou'an and Xu Chu, who had breakfast, went out together.

Xu Chu was going to the market, and Xiahou An was going to Tingwei Prison.

Inside Chang'an City.

Civilians who break the law are tried and detained by Jing Zhaoyin and Chang'an Ling, but if officials derelict their duties and violate the law, most of them are detained in the prison of the Tingwei Mansion.

According to the information given by Qin Shao, Huangfu Song was imprisoned in the Tingwei prison.

It has been some time since I came to Chang'an City, and Xiahou'an, an important route in the city, has basically been figured out.

went to the prison of the Tingwei Mansion, and after stuffing a golden cake into the right prison of the Tingwei on duty, Xiahouan came to the prison where Huangfu Song was imprisoned as he wished.

The overall environment of this cell is relatively clean, and there is a skylight above the wall.

Through the skylight, a ray of warm sunlight shines in.

The old man who had a one-sided relationship was even more haggard, and at this moment he was kneeling at a desk with messy hair hanging down, holding a pen in his hand, and writing on the bamboo slips, especially attentive.

The jailer opens the cell door.

Xiahou An walked in slowly, and seeing that Huangfu Song was still focused on the matter at hand, he put down the rice niche he was holding in his hand and bowed down: "Student Xiahou An, meet the teacher." ”