Chapter 12: Potstickers (2)

At first, when Zhang Caimai heard the chef of Dali Temple, he shook his head again and again, which made Wen Mingtang puzzled, and now he heard Jiang Laosuo say that the cook who went to the chef of Dali Temple can still be divided into a "single room". With such good conditions, and food and shelter, how did it fall to the point that everyone is disgusted?

Wen Mingtang was very puzzled, but when he saw that she had just finished asking, Zhang Caimai and Jiang Laosuo on the opposite side glanced at each other, and then ...... The two of them invariably showed indescribable expressions on their faces.

This expression...... Wen Mingtang was even more surprised: What's wrong?

Seeing that the girl looked dazed, Jiang Laosuo turned her head and asked Zhang Caimai: "She doesn't know?" ”

It shouldn't be! This Chang'an City should be known to everyone!

Zhang Caimai glanced at him and said, "Although she is not from a foreign country, she is locked up in the palace, how can she know this?" ”

Jiang Laosuo came back to his senses in one sentence: "No wonder! ”

I didn't know it, so I was so indifferent to the chef of Dali Temple!

Zhang Caimai, who had talked to Jiang Laosuo, also opened his mouth to explain to Wen Mingtang: "At the end of the year last year, an evaluation form of the personnel changes of the yamen of various ministries in the capital flowed out......

Jiang Laosu followed and said: "The chef of the Yamen of Dali Temple ranks first with the result of changing twelve cooks in half a year......

Since then, the Yamen chef of Dali Temple has become famous and has become a nightmare for chefs in the capital.

It's really a bit amazing to change the results of 12 in half a year...... Even Wen Mingtang's heart couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

But what made her heart tremble was still to come.

Zhang Caimai paused, and said: "I heard that among the twelve, there is a murderer who has been on the run for many years, and the officials of Dali Temple found out and personally arrested him, and he was beheaded in less than a month. ”

Wen Mingtang: "......"

Jiang Laosu followed: "There are two others who originally went in to be cooks, but they have been cooking with the murderer for a long time, and they even help with killing, and now they have been exiled to the coal mine to dig coal." ”

Wen Mingtang: "......"

Not only that, Zhang Caimai said: "When I was last year, there was a serial murder case in Chang'an City that killed cooks, and a total of five cooks died, and the chef of Dali Temple accounted for three in one place. ”

Wen Mingtang heard this and fell silent. After a pause, he said quietly: "This place ...... It's a bit fierce! ”

Half of the twelve cooks were either exiled or killed......

"And what about the remaining six?" She couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Caimai glanced at her and said, "However, among the yamen of various ministries in the capital, the officials of Dali Temple are well-known for many things!" It's verbose and picky, it's really hard to 'serve'! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Caimai glanced at Jiang Laosuo, "Master Jiang!" In such a place, if you let Little Lady Wen go, how can you bear it? ”

Jiang Laosuo touched his nose and said with a dry smile: "It's not like I can't help it!" After saying this, he hurriedly patted his chest and reassured, "Don't worry, I am very familiar with the chefs of all the yamen in the capital!" Where is there a vacancy, I must be the first to think of Mrs. Wen. Right now, Little Lady Wen should find a place to stay first! ”

Zhang Caimai glared at him and turned to Wen Mingtang: "What does Little Lady Wen think?" ”

Wen Mingtang looked back at the messy Zhao Ji Restaurant, and after a little hesitation, he agreed: "Although the chef of Dali Temple has indeed changed personnel...... Belch...... It's more frequent, but I'm not the only cook, maybe I'll find that this place is not bad after staying for a long time! ”

So sensible...... Jiang Laosuo, who was watching, waved his hand and immediately said, "Then the little lady Wen will go with me today......

"Can we get over now?" Wen Mingtang couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, "You don't need to take the school exam?" ”

Jiang Laosuo glanced at Wen Mingtang, shook his head and said: "The chef of the Dali Temple chef who is responsible for recruiting people is the suspect who has been on the run for many years, and now he has been arrested and beheaded, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come to the school to test you." If you really want him to go to school...... It's better to burn some paper money and turn it into a ...... for him."

Wen Mingtang: "......"

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been asked to take on the job of recruiting the chef of Dali Temple!" Jiang Laosu said, waving his big hand, "Let's go, I'll take you over!" ”

Wen Mingtang didn't shirk any more, turned around and went back to the house to get her luggage, Zhao Lian sent her to the door with a red face, and said embarrassedly: "Sister Wen, I'm sorry ......"

Wen Mingtang smiled at Zhao Lian and said, "It's okay, you didn't stand up to me." ”

This Zhao Ji restaurant is Zhao Sishan, if you want to say that you can't live it, you can't live Zhao Sishan. has Zhao Sishan to clean up Zhao Dalang and others. Left and right encountered everything she encountered on the day she lived in Zhao Ji's restaurant, she told Zhang Cai to buy it word for word, 1510, and he would definitely tell Zhao Sishan.

The deed or anything is the name of Zhao Sishan, and the Liu family really wants to mess around...... Then these twenty sticks are the beginning! Zhao Sishan, the female officials who were killed from the thousands of palace people, were hard stubble.

But before you go, you have to find a place to cushion your stomach and eat twilight food.

Speaking of twilight food, Zhang Caimai felt a little regretful: "The food made by Little Lady Wen is really delicious, I originally thought that you were going to take the school examination for Little Lady Wen, and I could still rub the craftsmanship of Little Lady Wen." ”

Jiang Laosuo smiled and said, "Ding Caimai mentioned Wen Xiaoniang's cooking skills with me!" However, at the moment, this Zhao Ji restaurant looks like this, don't think about borrowing the kitchen, the future is long, and there will always be a chance to eat Wen Xiaoniang's craftsmanship in the future! ”

Having said that, Jiang Laosu was unimpressed. He himself is the head chef of the chef of Guozijian, and the dishes are good, not to mention that the skills of the imperial chef have also been tasted, how good can a little lady's cooking skills be?

For him, it was important to finish the matter at hand first.

Jiang Laosu took Wen Mingtang and Zhang Cai to buy a small snack shop selling pot stickers on the edge of Mingde Fang to solve the twilight food.

"The potstickers here are very well done, I stumbled upon them." Jiang Laosu took the two of them to the innermost seat and sat down, and said, "Leek and pork filling." ”

The proprietress of the snack shop recognized Jiang Laosu, a frequent customer, responded with a smile, and asked again: "Or do you still add eggs?" ”

Jiang Laosu nodded and looked at Zhang Caimai and Wen Mingtang: "What about you?" ”

The two shook their heads and said no.

After chatting for a few words, three plates of potstickers were served, Zhang Cai bought the same as Wen Mingtang's okay, it was an ordinary potsticker, Jiang Laosu's was there, but a spoonful of scrambled eggs was poured on the top of the potsticker.

Wen Mingtang's gaze fell on the plate with eggs, and he paused slightly.

Jiang Laosuo, who noticed the girl's gaze, looked up at her: "Little lady Wen also wants to add eggs?" ”

Wen Mingtang hurriedly shook his head, looked at Jiang Laosuo's eyes, and explained: "This is what the boss lady originally meant by adding eggs here, which is a little different from what I thought. ”

She originally thought that the so-called adding eggs was made into egg-hugging potstickers, but she didn't think that potstickers were potstickers, and eggs were eggs, two separate things.

Is that so? Jiang Laosuo smiled and said disapprerovitically: "Then next time, you can try this dish that Little Lady Wen said!" ”

With that, he lowered his head and began to eat.

Jiang Laosu didn't bother to take this little thing to heart.

Wen Mingtang didn't say anything more, lowered his head and ate the potstickers.

The potstickers that can make Jiang Laosu's tricky tongue praise are of course good: the leeks are fragrant, the pork meat is fresh, the taste is just right, and it is really delicious.

In the small storefront, there is an endless stream of diners, and the proprietress is too busy to be busy.

Whether it is delicious or not, diners will use their feet to express it, the faΓ§ade of Zhao Kee restaurant is more than twice as big as this pot sticker shop, but the guests don't even have a fraction of others.

After eating the potstickers, Jiang Laosu burped, took the two out of the restaurant, and walked towards the yamen of Dali Temple.