Since Master Wen came, the morning meal every morning has been extremely exciting.

When he heard the sound of the cart outside, the messenger ran out to see today's morning eclipse.

One is a common glutinous rice white porridge, cooked soft but not sticky, obviously not intended to be used as the protagonist of the morning food, today's real protagonist of the morning food is something else.

The officers only glanced at it and were attracted by the small, round, pumpkin-shaped golden round cakes, and one by one they stretched their necks and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is this?" ”

The glutinous rice balls opened their mouths, and a crisp voice sounded: "Today's morning meal, white porridge and pumpkin pie." ”

When the errand officer heard this, he was immediately stunned, and some people couldn't help but nod their heads again and again: "This name is really appropriate!" ”

Look at the appearance of this small, delicate little pumpkin, what should this cake be called if it is not called this name?

"It's not just the name, it's even more appropriate to eat!" Ah Bing on the side licked his lips and said unsatisfied, "It's really pumpkin and dough, it's delicious!" ”

When the messenger heard this, he couldn't help but be eager to try, and hurriedly urged: "Then move down quickly, by the way, how many pieces of this cake can one person get?" ”

"One person can get three pumpkin pies plus a bowl of white porridge." Wen Mingtang said, pointing to the pumpkin pies, and said, "The sesame seeds sprinkled on the cake are filled with sesame seeds, and the ones that are not are sunken with brown sugar peanuts." ”

The saliva of the servants who said it was about to drool, and they hurriedly stepped forward to help enthusiastically and took the porridge and pumpkin pie into it.

After the servants finished picking their share, Wen Mingtang led Ah Bing and Tangyuan to send the morning food.

Everyone can get a bowl of white porridge with three pumpkin pies, Wen Mingtang and others will deliver the food in turn, and when they are sent to the last cell, Ah Bing stood up and said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, let me come!" ”

The pair of master and servant in this last cell are really troublesome, and they grabbed Master Wen's hand yesterday, but fortunately there was no problem, otherwise what would be done with today's morning meal?

Wen Mingtang shook his head, squatted down, and while looking at the empty mouth of the mouth of the food mouth, he was wary of the hand that suddenly came out, and handed the porridge and pumpkin pie from the mouth of the mouth.

This time, he didn't stretch out any more hands that suddenly burst out, and put down the bowl and plate steadily, Wen Mingtang let go of his hand, and before he could withdraw it, a face suddenly popped out of his cold mouth.

Wen Mingtang, who was startled by this sudden face, exclaimed, and almost didn't knock over the plate.

Ah Bingtong Tangyuan behind him thought that someone inside was coming to grab his hands again, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Mingtang back.

In a hurry, a person fell on his back outside.

When he came back to his senses, Ah Bingtong and Tang Yuan hurriedly helped Wen Mingtang, who was sitting on the ground, and said nervously: "Master Wen, it's okay!" ”

Wen Mingtang shook his head, instinctively patted his chest, sighed, and said, "I'm scared to death!" ”

There was a red luan outside, but it was surprisingly quiet inside, as if the air was stagnant.

At this time, I heard Wen Mingtang exclaim, "I'm scared to death", and there was finally a reaction inside.

The young man's voice rang out with anger and shame: "What do you mean? What does it mean to scare you to death? My lord, I was born with such a jade tree in the wind! If you don't praise me, why are you scared to death? ”

Wen Mingtang patted his chest: Is this a question of whether it looks good or not? Anyone who sees a good food mouth suddenly popping out of a human face will be frightened, okay?

As for what the young man looked like, he only vaguely remembered that his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he was probably really good!

Besides, seeing that young man shouting like this in the prison of Dali Temple, this family must be very good.

But even if he is really born well, how old is this boy? In the end, there is still a difference of years and experience with Yushu Linfeng.

Wen Mingtang ignored him: No matter how much this young man shouts, won't he be locked up in prison? He couldn't jump out of the cell door.

"Let's go!" Wen Mingtang said to A Bingtong Tangyuan.

Listening to the footsteps of the departing outside, the young man inside the cell door bit his lip and was silent, silent, and couldn't help but turn his head and ask the little guy next to him: "Master, am I good?" ”

Shuangxi nodded hurriedly and said, "The young master gave birth to the best, and the entire Darong can't find a second one!" ”

Although this praise is a little exaggerated, but the young master of his own family is indeed well-born, and it doesn't hurt to praise it.

The boy snorted, picked up the bowl and cake from the plate, returned to the prison bed and sat down, grabbed the round cake shaped like a small pumpkin and looked at it, and hummed, "The hand is quite skillful." ”

After saying that, he took a bite, and then couldn't help but squint his eyes, and only after swallowing the pumpkin pie in his mouth one bite at a time, did he hum: "The morning food is also good!" ”

Shuangxi on the side watched the young man swallow his saliva as he ate the pumpkin pie, and when he heard the young man say this, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, is the cook born like a yaksha." As he spoke, he couldn't help but touch his still red hand, the cook beat him yesterday and it hurt!

The young man glanced at him, paused in the action of eating the cake, and said vaguely: "It's okay!" ”

What do you mean it's okay, right? Shuangxi couldn't help but be curious, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask again, but the young man handed him a bowl of white porridge and said, "I ate more two days ago, so let's share a little bit of your meal today!" ”

Looking at the bowl of white porridge in front of him, he was happy and wanted to cry without tears: Then he really thanked the young master!

……

When Wen Mingtang and his party returned to the kitchen, compared to the previous two days, there were already some people waiting in the kitchen, and when they came back, they hurriedly said, "Master Wen is back!" Is it the little round cake that is the morning meal today? ”

Wen Mingtang nodded and glanced at the people waiting in the kitchen.

There are a few cleaning chores who were attracted by scallion oil noodles yesterday, and the errand who has been carrying a food box every day for the past few days.

The cleaning staff eats morning food in the kitchen lobby, and the errand is taken out.

"Or for three?" Wen Mingtang glanced at him and asked.

The messenger nodded, "um", grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie in his hand and ate it, and said while shouting "delicious": "Master Wen can give two more pieces." ”

Seeing that the other person was tall and big, and his appetite was also big, Wen Mingtang looked at the remaining pumpkin pie, and saw that there was indeed a lot left, so he gave him two more pieces.

After the miscellaneous servants and errand servants left, Ah Bingtong and Tang Yuan happily said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, as long as you have eaten our morning food, you will come every day and become a 'repeat customer', which shows that Master Wen's craftsmanship is really good!" In this way, it seems that more and more people will eat morning food in the future. ”

Wen Mingtang smiled at the two of them, looked up at the person who appeared at the door of the public kitchen, and said, "If you eat this and become a repeat customer, the trouble of this public chef will be gone." ”

Ji Cai, who promised to come over for morning food yesterday, walked in.