A plate of roast duck rescued Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu temporarily, the two came out of the house, followed Zhao You to the public kitchen, and saw Ji Caimai and others eating roast duck happily, and Wen Mingtang was slicing duck meat on the side.

The two walked over and said, "Thank you, Master Wen!" Then he sat down, and learned that the people had wrapped the dough in roast duck and ate it.

After the last roast duck was sliced, Wen Mingtang washed his hands, walked to the side and sat down, listening to Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu chatting about this case called "puppet" while eating.

"At the moment, the life history of that Fuzi is very important, and we are investigating." Liu Yuan took a bite of the roast duck wrapped in his hand, licked the noodle sauce squeezed to the corner of his mouth, and said, "Lin Shaoqing said that he is very likely to be illiterate, no wonder he can't write a script." But even if he can't write a play, he insists on singing "Zhao's Orphan", he himself is an orphan, and we now suspect that this play is not sung in vain, and he himself may be the "Zhao's Orphan". ”

There is nothing wrong with this to the uninitiated.

"Fukuko. I thought that when the old handyman came to help him choose this name, he hoped that he would be blessed, but he didn't think that he would ...... in the end" Wen Mingtang shook his head and sighed: "It's so pitiful!" ”

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan nodded in unison, sighing!

Liu Yuan and the others glanced at each other, looked at the embarrassed few people, and couldn't help but sigh: In their eyes, a few and a half old children seem to have a good heart!

Because he ate roast duck at night, the duck intestines, duck liver, duck gizzard and other things in the duck were left, Wen Mingtang was not ready to waste, and made duck blood vermicelli soup early the next morning.

The remaining duck racks were all thrown away, and the cauldron was boiled into broth. Duck blood, duck intestines, duck liver, duck gizzards and other things were cooked and marinated, and placed there in different categories, and Wen Mingtang also "requisitioned" the bean bubbles picked from Master Sun and Master Wang.

When Liu Yuanda came to eat morning food in the morning, there were already many people eating morning food in the kitchen hall.

After a rough glance at the morning food in the bowls of the servants who were eating the morning food, Liu Yuan walked to the public kitchen table, and when he saw the duck intestines, duck liver, duck gizzard and other things, his face couldn't help but stiffen.

This reaction was not strange in Wen Mingtang's eyes, and asked him with a smile: "Don't eat the contents?" ”

Duck blood, duck intestines, duck liver, and duck gizzard are all internal things, and some people don't eat them.

"It's okay not to eat it, just add some bean bubbles to be delicious." Wen Mingtang said, scooped out the scalded vermicelli with a fence and put it into the bowl, and was about to grab the bean bubbles, but saw Liu Yuan gritted his teeth violently and said, "It's all ...... Give me some! ”

Look at the servants who don't even have some soup left: this is the content...... This content is delicious for Master Wen!

Wen Mingtang stopped what he was doing, and glanced at Liu Yuan with some surprise: "Really? ”

Liu Yuan nodded, gritted his teeth and said, "Really!" ”

Wen Mingtang nodded, added duck intestines, duck liver, duck gizzard and bean bubbles to the vermicelli in turn, and then scooped a spoonful of duck blood into the broth and scalded it, yard to the top, then added green garlic, green onion and pepper, and the last spoonful of broth was poured on it, and after asking Liu Yuan, he sprinkled coriander and handed it over.

Liu Yuan trembled and sat down on the empty seat near the duck blood vermicelli soup, and first tasted a spoonful of soup with a spoon, the soup was delicious, when it was a broth that had been boiled for a long time, the duck fragrance had been completely integrated into the soup.

Stir slightly, and all kinds of small ingredients will be evenly divided. The duck blood is extremely tender, comparable to the most tender tofu, the duck intestines have a slightly crispy texture in the elastic teeth, the duck liver is dense and soft, and the duck gizzard is chewy, but the best thing is the bean bubble that absorbs the soup.

Liu Yuan felt that today's bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup completely broke his convention of not eating the contents: whether the contents are delicious or not really depends on the master's craftsmanship! In the past, I didn't think it tasted good, but it was because it wasn't made by Master Wen!

After holding the bowl and sending the last bite of duck blood vermicelli soup to his mouth, Liu Yuan put down the bowl comfortably, burped, and got up to leave the kitchen.

Today, I'm going to go to the post station to confirm whether Ichifuzi is literate, and I'm going to go to the longevity theater to call the Huang class master who doesn't look like a good person to question.

Just thinking like this, he saw Bai Zhu walking over with a few errand officers with an ugly face.

This face ...... Liu Yuan, who was watching, was startled, and an instinctive reaction came to his heart: "No...... Nothing will happen again! ”

Bai Zhu looked at him, nodded, and said, "The Huang squad master is dead." ”

Liu Yuan: "......"

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When standing in front of the plaque of the longevity opera troupe, Liu Yuan still felt a little trance. When I looked up, my eyes fell on the word "longevity" on the plaque, and I subconsciously paused: two people died one after another, and the word "longevity" should not be fulfilled at all!

Huang was found dead in the house this morning.

When Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu led people over, Wu Bucai had already finished his experience, and was pointing to the Huang squad master who was lying on the bed with his eyes exposed: "Cover up the dead, don't do anything to cover up!" ”

Lin Fei nodded and looked around.

An errand officer was talking beside him: "The Huang squad master does not have the habit of locking the doors and windows when he sleeps, anyone can come in." The gate of the troupe is also low, so ordinary people can easily climb over the wall and enter it. It is difficult to determine whether the murderer is from the troupe or from outside the troupe. ”

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu walked in, glanced at the room of the Huang class master, and saw that there were a lot of cultural toys on the rows of Bogu shelves against the wall, and couldn't help but say: "Then he has a big heart, so many objects, he is not afraid of stealing them if he doesn't lock the doors and windows to sleep!" ”

Lin Fei glanced back at him, suddenly stepped forward, walked to the corpse of the Huang squad leader, picked up his hand, looked at it for a while, reached out, held his hand, took the object in his hand, and handed it to Liu Yuan who walked over with his backhand.

Liu Yuan subconsciously took it, and when he saw the things handed over, he couldn't help but be stunned: This is ...... Isn't it the gold ring on the hand of the Huang class master?

"Huh?" Bai Zhu's eyes on the side were sharp, and he saw the scratches on the gold ring, and what was revealed under the scratches was pitch-black iron, "The iron ring, the outside is plated with a layer of gold dust?" ”

Liu Yuan reacted, was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly ran to the Bogu shelf full of literary toys, picked up a literary toy and looked at it carefully.

"This one is fake!" He said.

"Me too." Bai Zhu put the literary toys he picked up back on the Bogu shelf.

The two glanced at each other, what else did they not understand at this time? When he walked to Lin Fei's side, he saw Lin Fei holding one of the hands of the Huang squad master and watching, the little finger and ring finger of the hand were chopped off, and the two people who watched it jumped in their hearts and reacted immediately.

"This Huang squad master is a gambler!"

People who are addicted to gambling and gambling are forced to cut off their fingers often to Mingzhi, and swear not next time, but the fact is that it will be the same next time.

This is not uncommon.

Lin Fei nodded and said, "He is short of money." ”