After the messenger finished the message and left, Ah Bing glanced at the little girl and couldn't help but sigh again.

"It's okay now, you can't even make white porridge!" Ah Bing sighed, "I'm afraid I can only boil noodles with dry steamed buns!" ”

There is nothing, and only these staple foods can be used, and all kinds of requirements are endless...... Master Wen really encountered a problem this time.

Compared with the two of them, Wen Mingtang reacted calmly, and only smiled when he heard the words, and said, "It's okay, Ming'er will take a look and talk about it, if the vegetables on the Zhuangzi come earlier......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ah Bing and the little girl, only to hear the uneven voice of the two.

"It's too late, Master Wen!"

As for why it's too late......

"The time when Zhuangzi sends vegetables every day is too late, and it is specially prepared for lunch and evening food." Ah Bing said, "The eldest brother of the errand just now said that a group of prisoners will be sent to the criminal department tomorrow morning, and when the prisoners are usually transferred, the officers will leave as soon as they come in the morning, that is, around the hour of the hour. Therefore, Master Wen is going to deliver the morning food to the prisoners in the prison before the latest hour, so how can he wait for the vegetables on the Zhuangzi? ”

Therefore, the vegetables will be delivered tomorrow, which means that the day after tomorrow, Wen Mingtang will be able to use the vegetables and eggs sent from the Zhuangzi.

Tomorrow's meal, Wen Mingtang can use, that is, these staple foods.

If you can't make porridge, then don't think about making porridge if you want to work on it, and add red beans and mung beans to make porridge.

The only thing you can do after thinking about it is to face it.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wen Mingtang, who was thoughtful, opened his mouth and said, "Since that's the case, let's make a face!" ”

Ah Bing, who listened to the words, sighed again with the little girl.

Master Wen's first morning meal on the job was so bumpy, and it was really unfavorable for him to be a teacher!

Since he was going to make noodles, he took some flour out, Wen Mingtang asked Ah Bing: "How many people eat morning food every day is ......?"

"Little Lady Wen just needs to count the prisoners in the prison!" Ah Bing thought for a moment and said, "Generally speaking, those adults don't come to eat the morning food, and the prison servants don't come very often. ”

The morning food seat of the chef of Dali Temple is really a cold seat that can't be colder anymore.

Wen Mingtang nodded, and asked again, "What about you?" ”

What about the public cook and the miscellaneous servants of the yamen?

Ah Bing smiled and stretched out his hand to point out: "Not far from the yamen is Fang Market, there are many breakfast shops in the morning, and everyone rarely comes." ”

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Then I will do more than the prisoners...... Well, five or six servings are ready. ”

The little girl on the side muttered when she heard this: "Master Wen is actually not prepared, and the daily morning food is poured for Master Swill." ”

Wen Mingtang, who listened to one sentence, couldn't help but hold his forehead: This Dali Temple chef's morning food seems to be really unpopular!

However, as a chef, you can't always ask someone to come and run for nothing, you still have to be prepared.

After knowing this, Wen Mingtang came out of the warehouse. Looking at the flour and seasonings that Wen Mingtang collared, Ji Caimai, who came to lock the door, shook his head slightly.

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice! It's an experienced master who can't change any tricks about this situation, let alone this girl who is not yet the age of Lu.

What about the imperial dining room in the palace? There are only a few kinds of morning food patterns.

casually asked Wen Mingtang what he was going to do, and after hearing that she was going to make noodles, Ji Caimai nodded, didn't ask again, and turned around and left.

The position of the chef of this dynasty is a dispensable position in the chef of Dali Temple, as long as the new chef does not toss any moths, stay for half a year and a year, and no one will come to her stubble.

So...... It can be regarded as having an explanation with Master Jiang.

Wen Mingtang's first day of coming to Dali Temple as a chef ended quietly.

At night, lying in the dormitory assigned to her by the Yamen of Dali Temple, Wen Mingtang soon fell asleep.

Although the chef of Dali Temple is said to be avoided by many chefs in the capital, there are few people and the advantage of fewer people. One person gets a room, so there is no need to share a room with the same person, and disputes caused by different living habits.

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The next day, the sky was still dark, and there was silence in the entire Yamen of Dali Temple, only the three figures of the Yamen Chef were already busy.

After a night, after cleaning and wiping the kitchen cooktop, and scalding the dishes and chopsticks with hot water, Wen Mingtang began to work.

With such an exquisite look, the little girl who looked at it nodded again and again with Ah Bing: No matter what Master Wen's skills are, but the things made are clean, at least they won't have diarrhea after eating.

The first step in making noodles is to mix and knead the noodles.

"Ah Bing, Tang Yuan, how about you two try it?" Wen Mingtang stopped when he woke up, and said to the two of them with a smile.

Ah Bing's surname is Jiang, his name is Xiao Bing, just listen to this surname, you know, Ah Bing and Jiang Laosuo do have some kinship, really calculated, Jiang Laosuo can be said to be Ah Bing's distant second cousin.

As for that little girl, her surname is Yuan, her single name is a Xiao character, her father Yuan Datou is the coachman of the Yamen of Dali Temple, and she can occasionally say a few words in front of those adults. Because of the same name as Yuan Xiao "Lantern Festival", the people in this yamen called this little girl Tangyuan again.

Although Jiang Laosuo has cheated her a lot, he is really unambiguous in choosing a helper for her.

Both are diligent and smart.

The step of mixing noodles and kneading noodles is not difficult for Ah Bing and Tangyuan, who are doing chores in the public kitchen yamen, and the flour is mixed with water to form a flocculent shape, and then kneaded into a ball and put aside to wake up.

When the noodles are almost awake, it's time to start making them.

Seeing Wen Mingtang roll out the dough flat, then pull it apart one by one, and tear it from the middle before putting it into the pot.

The two of them were stunned, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Master Wen, what kind of noodles are you doing?" "How is it different from what Master Wang and Master Sun are doing?

Master Wang and Master Sun make noodles mostly with a knife after rolling out the dough, which is as troublesome as Master Wen?

"It's." Wen Mingtang said, looking at the noodles floating in the pot, and looking at the almost finished, he fished them up with a fence.

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan were stunned when they saw this, and hurriedly turned their backs.

Although they are not very old, how can they say that they have been in this public kitchen yamen for two years and know the rules.

These masters take the "secret recipe" very seriously when making food, and they are not allowed to peek at it. First, there were ignorant handymen who asked "do you want to put oil" when Master Wang and Master Sun were cooking, which annoyed the two masters, and then Shengsheng drove the handyman out of the public chef's yamen.

"Turn around and do what?" When Wen Mingtang saw the movements of the two, he couldn't help laughing, and called the two to turn around, she said, "You follow me to cook, you have to learn, otherwise, how can you help me?" ”

The two of them were immediately excited: Master Wen means that he is willing to teach them? It's a craft, and it's a craft that you can never starve to death wherever you go, and it's much better than a handyman who can only do odd jobs.

As he spoke, Wen Mingtang had already added salt, sauce, vinegar, peanuts, minced garlic, minced green onions, chili powder and other spices one by one, and finally poured a spoonful of hot oil.

The hot oil collided with the noodles and various spices, and a large number of oil bubbles suddenly came out, accompanied by the sound of "Zilazila", the aroma of oil, spicy incense, noodles and various spices was stimulated at once.

Ah Bingtong on the side swallowed his saliva immediately when he saw it, and Baba looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, and the two couldn't help but exclaim: "This is also too fragrant!" ”