Chapter 22 Soy Milk Fritters (5)

Master Wang, who was "pinned on high hopes", had already carried a wine jug into the prison at this time.

Facing the few errands who were doing things inside, Master Wang greeted with a smile: "A few errand brothers, are you busy?" ”

The officer, who was checking the condition of the prisoners in the cell, glanced at him, "um", and said, "yes, what's wrong?" ”

Master Wang put the newly bought wine on the countertop of the errand officer, and said with a smile: "I heard that the sugar jar in the morning was borrowed by Sun Dingren, and it turned out that the new cook girl had no sugar, and she made soy milk in the morning, which is no sugar......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the messenger: "No wonder Master Wen didn't give sweet soy milk salty!" That's why! ”

Another messenger smacked his lips and said regretfully: "The soy milk is so well cooked, mellow and silky, without a little beany smell, I was thinking that the sweet one must be delicious when I ate it, but it turned out that the one surnamed Sun made a trip!" ”

Master Wang, who was listening with his ears up, had a slightly stiff face, was stunned, and couldn't help but ask the officer: "Then Master Wen's soy milk in the morning was salty?" ”

How do you eat this salty soy milk?

"yes!" The servant nodded, glanced at Master Wang, and said, "Master Wen's cooking skills are really good, Master Wang, you and Master Sun need to improve a little more!" ”

This "diligence one or two" is actually modest, the original three meals are the same unpalatable, but I also endured it. Right now, with Master Wen's cooking skills as a comparison, the two masters, Sun and Wang, are almost like pig bran, and I really don't know how to make it.

Without waiting for Master Wang, who was still stunned, to react, the messenger waved his hand and drove away: "Let's go, let's go!" I'm going to have to do something! ”

Master Wang laughed dryly twice, and got out of prison with a haha.

When he got out of prison, he immediately wrinkled his eyebrows: "How to eat this salty soy milk?" Put some salt? ”

Can that be delicious? Why don't you go out and buy some soy milk to try?

As soon as this idea came out, Master Wang thought it was worth giving it a try. However, before going out, he still raised his feet and went to the kitchen of Dali Temple, and went in and said to Master Sun: "Sun Dingren, your abacus has failed!" The new girl didn't know where to find a recipe, there was no sugar, and she made salty soy milk with salt, which made the group of errands full of praise! “

Master Sun, who was cooking vegetables, suddenly froze when he heard this: "What? ”

"She made salty soy milk." Master Wang said, and then couldn't help but ask Master Sun, "Have you eaten it?" ”

"How did I eat that?" Master Sun's cooking hand shook, added a large spoonful of sugar to the dish, looked at Master Wang, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you go to the street and buy a bowl of soy milk, put some salt and try it." ”

Master Wang nodded and said, "I also meant that, you wait here." ”

Master Sun let out a "hmm", looked down at the dish being cooked, shook his hand with the spoon, and asked Master Wang, "Did I just let go of sugar?" ”

I forgot to put the sugar when I was talking.

Master Wang's eyes flashed, and he said, "No! ”

Master Sun let out an "oh" and added another spoonful of sugar to it.

Seeing this, Chef Wang turned around and walked towards the door of the public kitchen, and when he stepped out of the public kitchen, he couldn't help but sneer, and then left the kitchen quickly.

The clock rings at noon, and it's time for lunch.

The officials of Dali Temple and the servants dragged their tired footsteps into the public kitchen of Dali Temple.

The dishes on the countertop are still the same, the cooking skills of Chef Wang and Chef Sun are really stable as always!

Without expecting anything, he asked for today's lunch and returned to the table and sat down, and a really hungry messenger took the chopsticks in the chopstick holder on the table and immediately put a chopstick dish in, and then let out an exclamation.

Coming to the public kitchen for lunch every day is like going to the court, which makes people timid, and they can't arouse the slightest interest. Every bite of lunch in your mouth tastes like chewing wax, so much so that everyone is listless when eating.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone exclaim, and the officials and servants who had just put down the dishes and chopsticks and were about to move the chopsticks looked at the person who made the exclamation.

But I saw an errand spit out the food in his mouth, and while he kept looking for water to drink, he shouted, "What is it?" Can this be eaten? It's so sweet! ”

I ate all the pig bran in the past, why did I still spit it it out? Could it be that Master Sun, who has always played steadily, can still play abnormally today?

At the moment when the messenger exclaimed, Master Sun's face turned pale, and he instinctively put a chopstick dish in his mouth with the chopsticks in his hand, and then immediately spit it out, his face was blue and gray, and it was extremely ugly.

God-damn Wang Junshan! I knew that this old thing was not a good thing, and while saying that I would unanimously target the new cook, I secretly did not forget to stumble on him!

However, at this time, without waiting for him to curse Wang Junshan, the officials and servants of Dali Temple who tasted the vegetables with chopsticks showed bitter faces, spit out the dishes in their mouths, and got up to leave the kitchen.

A few of them didn't forget to sneer when they left, and said to him: "I have to talk to Lao Ji about recruiting more cooks when I go back, the dishes you two cook are really hard to swallow!" ”

None of the people had ever come to eat the morning food, because they didn't know that the chef had come to a new chef at this time.

The chef's food was really not edible, so he had to go back to the office lobby hungry and send someone to buy some food from the small restaurant outside.

For those who have not yet gone to the public chef to eat, you can also directly tell them not to go, after all, the chef's dish today is really difficult to swallow.

He threw away the pen in his hand, and Liu Yuan, who was about to get up and go to the Dali Temple kitchen for dinner, was stopped by Bai Zhutong and Wei Fu before he could get up: "Liu Yuan, today's chef's performance has always been stable, Master Sun's performance is unstable today!" ”

Unstable? Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said, "Playing extraordinary?" ”

Bai Zhu slapped him on the back of the head and said, "What do you want?" As far as Master Sun's ability is concerned...... Can it be extraordinary? It's an aberration! ”

Where can the craftsmanship like pig bran be abnormal? This skill of eating the undead has been directly stepped on the ground!

Bai Zhudao: "You can't eat this rice with your eyes closed, and people who are sweet have vomited!" Some people who can't indulge in sweetness will overdo it, and I'm afraid that they will have to go to the doctor on the spot! ”

Liu Yuan: "......"

Originally, I thought that there would be no room for this Master Sun's craftsmanship to fall directly on the ground, but it turned out that he was wrong, and someone else's craftsmanship could still dig a hole in the ground and enter the cellar.

In this way, it is natural to go out to eat.

Bai Zhu poked Liu Yuan with his elbow, gestured to the innermost room, and said, "Lin Shaoqing invited us to lunch last time, and we should go back today!" ”

Although the lunch at the Zhao Ji restaurant last time...... Well, it seems that except for Lin Shaoqing, everyone is extremely miserable.

But since Shangfeng is invited, he naturally wants to go back.

"You go and call Lin Shaoqing and ask him if he wants to go out to eat with us......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice sound.

"No need, the adults already have lunch."

Everyone looked at the person who spoke up, but saw that it was Zhao You, the messenger who had just come out of the inner room, who spoke, he wiped his oily mouth, burped, and said, "My lord has lunch to eat, you can go eat it yourself!" ”