Thinking about things in his heart, Song Guichen didn't sleep well this night.

Before midnight, I heard the sound of people moving outside the house.

Song Guichen got up with a bone, made a basin of cold water and shivered and cleaned his face, and came to the back kitchen of the west building of Fengle Building.

Yesterday, Zhou Qiang was supposed to bring her to see Chef Duan, but Chef Duan happened to serve the food in person at that time, so she didn't see her.

Today, Song Guichen came to the kitchen early, but he saw a few handymen carrying fresh ingredients, and when he saw Song Guichen, a bearded man with five big and three thick beards said:

"The little girl got up early, you're the new cook, aren't you?"

"Hey, yes." Song Guichen smiled sweetly, expecting that the cooks might arrive later, so he said, "I only entered Fengle Building yesterday, and I want to come first to get familiar with it, so I can meet the master." ”

Luo Hu said: "You don't know yet, yesterday Duan Chef Niang intended to assassinate Han Cai, and she has been arrested by the forbidden army guards and taken to the official mansion, if you want to find her, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her." ”

"Huh?"

Song Guichen couldn't help but cry out, she couldn't have imagined that the woman she saw last night turned out to be the famous Duan Chef Niang of Fengle Building.

Seeing her stunned, the beard only said that she was too young to hear bloody things such as assassination, so he said: "Fortunately, Han Cai is a good person, I heard that she was only injured a little, and it is not in the way." ”

Hearing that Han Song was injured, Song Guichen wanted to visit several times, but now she is just a little girl that Han Song took in from the street and entered Fengle Building, and Han Song was procured by Fengle Building, not if she wanted to.

After thinking about it, Song Guichen entered the kitchen, cooked a bowl of jade pot with jasper crystal, and came to Han Song's residence.

The bartender at the door stopped Song Guichen and said that Han Caiban needed to recuperate, and no one should disturb him.

Song Guichen had no choice but to hand over the food box to the bartender and ask him to hand it over to Han Song.

Unbeknownst to her, as soon as she turned to leave, the bartender immediately opened the food box and began to eat it.

He's been here since last night, and he hasn't eaten breakfast yet.

A spoonful of jade pot in the mouth, immediately mouthful.

The bartender Lin Qi couldn't help but take a few more bites, closed his eyes and leaned on the porch with satisfaction.

He has lived so long and has never drunk such a delicious porridge!

At first glance, this porridge is nothing special, just duck meat, ginger, onion and garlic, but he can clearly feel that this bowl of porridge is not at the same level as the porridge he has eaten before.

"Lin Qi, you're lazy again!"

Hearing this, Lin Qi, who was reminiscing about the delicious jade pot, immediately stood up straight: "Chief Meng Lou." ”

"Is Han Procurement awake?"

"Not yet, after Dr. Yu took the medicine and left last night, Han Caiban held on to read the account book in the middle of the night, and fell asleep when the rooster crowed."

The building manager didn't say anything, only skimmed the food box that Lin Qi casually put under the corridor, Lin Qi hurriedly said: "This is sent by the little girl who Han Caiban took in yesterday, the little one thinks about it, Han Caiban was assassinated, and the things at the entrance are better to be careful, so ......"

Meng Lou nodded slightly, Lin Qi's consideration was indeed reasonable.

However, Meng Louchang still looked at the food box frequently, but the faint fragrance in the food box was too tempting, and he had to wonder what was inside.

Lin Qi is a very discerning person, seeing that the building chief has been standing and not leaving, he can't guess his thoughts, so he hurriedly took out the remaining half bowl of porridge from the food box, and said: "This porridge looks ordinary, but the entrance is excellent." ”

As he spoke, he took off the upper layer of the food box, but saw that there were three small plates in the middle layer delicately and cutely, and the side dishes with porridge were ingeniously placed in them.

Meng Lou couldn't help but look closely: "What is that floor below?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Qi hurriedly took out the three plates of side dishes, but saw that the bottom layer of the food box was actually a cup of tea.

When Lin Qifang drank the porridge, he only felt that the porridge was ironed in the mouth, and it was extremely delicious, and now he saw the side dishes and tea on the second and bottom floors of the food box, and he was amazed for a while.

I didn't expect this simple porridge to take so much thought.

Before he could say the admiration in his heart, he saw that Meng Louchang picked up the chopsticks in the food box and put a chopstick dish in his mouth.

Lin Qi was stunned and froze in place.

The building manager, who usually does not smile, simply sat down under the courtyard porch, picked up the remaining half bowl of porridge, and ate the side dishes.

Seeing that a few small dishes were wiped out by the building manager in a short time, Lin Qi secretly regretted that he didn't hurry up and eat more, and didn't open the two floors below the food box to take a look!

Half a bowl of porridge and three small dishes of side dishes were put into the stomach, and Meng Lou slowly picked up the home-style teacup.

The tea in the cup was still warm, and Meng Louchang first closed his eyes and put the tea to his nose and sniffed it before sending it to his mouth.

After eating and drinking, Meng Lou got up and glanced inside the house, seeing that it was still quiet, he didn't care about Lin Qi's stunned, and left in a chic manner.

Han Caiban was stabbed, the assassin was the chef in the building, although Duan Chef Niang had been arrested and sent to the government, but Fengle Lou was still heavily guarded inside and out.

Song Guichen was in the back kitchen, but he also heard a lot of things about Chef Duan.

It turned out that this Duan chef's name was Duan Yi'an, and when Han Cai went to Beijing to do business a few years ago, he brought her back, and as soon as she came, she served as the head chef of the West Building, in charge of the affairs of the back kitchen of the West Building.

I heard that she used to be the imperial chef in the palace and was persecuted for offending the nobles of Kaifeng Mansion, but Han Caiban rescued her and brought her to Hangzhou.

"I can't imagine that Chef Duan, who looks so kind on weekdays, would actually commit murder."

"Yes, Han Caiban is still Chef Duan's life-saving benefactor."

Song Guichen is young, but his hands and feet are diligent, he speaks politely, he smiles and shows thin eyebrows, kind and lovable, everyone likes this new little girl very much, so they are willing to talk to her.

Song Guichen put the chicken wings in the oil pot, and while the oil was frying, he asked casually: "Is Chef Duan very kind on weekdays?" ”

"Yes, she treats us sisters well, unlike the head chefs in other buildings, who train assistants at every turn."

"A few days ago, my father went up the mountain to collect medicine and broke his leg, or did An Niang pay the silver for the doctor." A girl who is about the same age as Song Guichen and holding her hair said sadly, "I haven't paid the money this month, and I haven't returned the silver to An Niang, so she ......"

The chicken wings in the oil pot were fried to a golden brown, Song Guichen held the pot in his left hand, and with a lot of force, all the chicken wings turned over steadily, but not a drop of oil in the oil pot splashed out.

Seeing this, the hammerhead girl showed undisguised shock and envy in her eyes.

She immediately put aside the sadness that Fang had just talked about Chef Duan, and came to Song Guichen's side: "Xiaochen, you are so amazing!" I've been learning from Chef Duan for so long, and I don't dare to turn the pot empty-handed, I'm really stupid. ”

Everyone was amused by the admiration and self-blame she blurted out: "Yueyue, turning the pot is a familiar skill, and if you practice more, you will naturally do it." ”

Yueyue pouted: "But Xiaochen is not too young for me, she will be able to, but I still can't." ”

Song Guichen hurriedly explained: "My parents died when I was a child, and I was just forced to do this. ”