The glutinous rice balls were fried and drained, and they knew the original taste of the fritters. Looking at the bowl of salted soy milk full of "small ingredients" in front of him, the spoon of the rice balls paused, and finally the first spoonful scooped the soft fritters in the soy milk.

There is no crispy outside and soft taste when eaten dry, but the inside is fluffy and absorbs a lot of soy milk, and when you bite into it, the salty and fresh soy milk juice gushes out, and the taste has a wonderful taste compared to the previous time.

A bite down immediately aroused people's interest, the salty soy milk is not as strange and curious as imagined, the salty and fresh taste is mixed with the mellow bean fragrance layer by layer, mixed with all kinds of small ingredients in the slurry, so that the more people eat, the more addictive they are.

When I came back to my senses, a bowl of soy milk had already seen the bottom.

Looking down at the refined soy milk he had scooped, Tang Yuan subconsciously glanced at Ah Bing on the side, and there was no soy milk left in his bowl.

Smacked his mouth and tasted it, Ah Bing sighed: "I also like to eat sweet, salty too, I don't know how to choose for a while!" ”

The sweet and salty ones were so delicious that it seemed to him that it was really difficult to distinguish between them and the inferior.

The prisoners in Ah Bing's troubled prison don't have to think about it, and the sugar jar that sees the bottom can support two or three bowls of sweet soy milk at most, and they won't send it over.

What Wen Mingtang sent to the prison was the salted soy milk she made.

When pushing the food cart to the prison, the servants immediately walked out and asked with a smile, "Master Wen, what are you going to eat today?" ”

Wen Mingtang said: "Soy milk fritters!" ”

The combination of a bowl of salted soy milk and a fried dough stick made several errand officers look straight, and without yesterday's politeness, they immediately said: "Give us one for each person!" ”

Wen Mingtang, who had been prepared for a long time, brought his own share of the errand today, and after distributing the salted soybean milk and fried dough sticks to them, he went to the prison with Ah Bing and Tangyuan to deliver food.

One by one, they can be sent over, and occasionally they can receive a thank you and praise from a polite prisoner: "New master, your morning food is very delicious!" ”

Yesterday's oily noodles were the best food they've had since they were imprisoned.

Originally, after eating oily noodles yesterday, I was looking forward to a lunch and evening meal, but those two meals were no different from before, like pig bran.

For the young master in the last cell, this feeling was even worse.

Yesterday morning, the bowl and a half of oily noodles whetted his appetite, and he was "rare" to look forward to a lunch and evening meal, and the result was ...... Eh, that feeling is really like just going to the world and turning around and entering the hell of the nose.

"When I go out, the first thing I do must be to get away the two cooks who cook lunch and evening food in Dali Temple!" The young man said hatefully, "Tie a spoon to the dog's tail and tell it to wag its tail and stir-fry, if you don't prepare it, it's better than the two cooks stir-fry!" ”

Yesterday I was so finally full for one meal, and I was hungry for two meals. By the time it was time for today's morning meal, the young man was already hungry with his chest pressed against his back.

came in and locked up for two days, and at this time, I naturally didn't care about those identities and etiquette in the past. The boy smelled the smell of morning food, so he squatted at the mouth of the food and waited for the morning food to be delivered.

"Less...... Master! Not far away, the little guy looked at his own young master squatting at the mouth of the food with a bitter face, touched his stomach, and felt a little aggrieved.

The young master said that he asked him to eat half a bowl of noodles yesterday, and today he didn't think about it at all. The two pieces of food sent in were all owned by the young master alone! As for him, he eats lunch and evening as he pleases.

Lunch and evening food...... Thinking of the raw rice, the fishy braised fish pieces, the unshaved fish scales and the soft, salty greens, Shuangxi's face turned green.

The young master is right, the dog wagging his tail and stir-frying may be better than these two stir-frying!

Guarding the food mouth and finally waiting for the things to be delivered, when he watched the oily noodles that he was expecting turned into a bowl of soup full of small ingredients, I don't know what it was, and a long stick-like fried twisted hair, the young man's brows wrinkled: "This twisted head is very greasy, what are you doing with this thing?" ”

Outside, it was still the voice of the cook yesterday.

"Today's morning food, salted soy milk with fritters, please don't waste it!" With that, he turned and left.

What fritters are not fritters...... Hearing this name, it was very greasy, the young man frowned, threw the two fritters to the little guy on the side, Shuangxi, and said, "Oh! Let's enjoy it! ”

The little girl was happy and wanted to cry without tears: "The little one doesn't like this fried twist very much......"

"Let you eat and eat!" The young man turned around and glared at him viciously, "Don't waste it!" ”

Double Happiness for Little Guys: "......"

Let's go! Looking at the young master who grabbed a spoon and scooped a spoonful of salted soy milk, his eyes lit up, Shuangxi swallowed his saliva, helplessly grabbed a fritter, closed his eyes and bit down with his heart horizontal, and then ......

Double Happiness's eyes suddenly lit up, this fritter ...... Compared to ordinary twists, it is not greasy, but it has a special flavor!

In short, with only this bite, he fell in love with the fritters, and when he was about to take a second bite, the fritters in his hand were snatched away by the young man.

"Look at you, this fritter should be pretty good! I'll try it, hmm! ”

After the boy's first bite, Double Happiness never tasted the second bite.

Eating fried dough sticks dry and soaking in salted soy milk are two completely different tastes, but they are the same and irresistible.

After a person happily finished two servings of morning food, the young man lay comfortably on his back on the prison bed, rubbing his stomach and sighing: "The soy milk is cooked well, there is no fishy smell!" It seems that he has some skills, and he is better than my cook! Originally, I thought that soy milk could only be eaten sweet, but I didn't think that salty milk was so delicious! Also, those dried seafood can be learned by the cooks at home, and then put them in soy milk. The best thing is this fritters! I'm still going to never eat anything like twisted hair in the future, except for fritters! Eh, double happiness, this new cook has some skills, why don't you wait until she gets out and get her to my house......"

After this full-fed meal, I felt a clear voice outside before I finished speaking.

"It's better for the little county king to think about how to confess his guilt first, and then worry about getting rid of the cook!"

"Lin Fei!" As soon as the young man heard this voice, he immediately sat up from the prison bed, glared angrily at the scarlet-clad official who walked in from the prison door, and scolded as soon as he opened his mouth, "Admit your mother's crime, do you judge the case like this?" ”

came up and made him admit his guilt, the dignified Dali Temple Shaoqing is such a trial method?

"Young master, why do I have to use my own hands to kill people, just let Shuangxi do it!" The young man glared at Lin Fei, but said in his mouth, "Right, double happiness?" ”

The trembling Shuangxi looked at Lin Fei who was looking at him, he was frightened, and he didn't dare to speak with a bitter face: How should the young master tell him to do this? Could it be that in front of this Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he should go down to kill someone?

It's going to die!