The matter of the prosecutor in Dali Temple is coming...... Many officials of Dali Temple were excited, and soon sorted out the circumstances of the matter.

Master Wang sneaked into Wen Mingtang's house to steal the sauce, but stole the special flower mud in the corner of Wen Mingtang's wall as a sauce, and then sold the sauce to Hongyan Building in the city to make a "secret sauce".

Speaking of this, Master Wang is not angry, he can't pick it clean this time, but how good can Wen Mingtang be? Master Wang jumped to his feet in a hurry, staring at Wen Mingtang and vowing to drag her into the water.

"This treacherous girl is clearly deliberate, which flower mud will make this sauce like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Fu, who twisted his beard and said: "Those peony flower kings in Luoyang are cultivated and poured with special bone broth, and Master Wen's sauce is used to nourish the soil, and it may not be impossible to grow flowers." ”

When the sentence was said, everyone present was immediately stunned.

It's not wrong to use sauce to raise soil! What's more, other people's flower clay was placed in their own house, but they didn't let Master Wang steal it in her house!

One sentence made Master Wang speechless.

The fat shopkeeper of the Hongyan Building naturally refused to take responsibility, and the master of the pot king made his back.

After arguing for the whole lunch, Master Wang was still taken away for theft.

A jar of sauce is thirty taels, and it is not expensive to say that it is valuable, and it doesn't take long to sit in prison, and it will come out in a year and a half. But the problem is that the job of the chef of Dali Temple is completely lost.

After pushing and shoving Master Wang away, Liu Yuan squeezed his eyes at Wen Mingtang and whispered, "Master Wen, your position as Master of Twilight Food is firmly seated." ”

Wen Mingtang: "......"

Bai Zhu on the side glanced at the happy Liu Yuan, and said coolly: "We have to add one more person to the chef change record of the chef of Dali Temple." ”

The reputation of the chef of Dali Temple among the chefs in the capital is even worse.

"It's okay, let's have Master Wen!" Liu Yuan didn't think much when he heard this, paused for a moment, and then said, "Actually, the prison for the past year and a half is still a small matter, offending Hongyanlou and the distinguished guests who ate the soil, this Wang Junshan...... It's better to pray to stay in prison for a longer time, although he is locked up in prison, he can't do anything to him, and if he comes out, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble! ”

Wen Mingtang smiled, turned around, and was about to leave the lobby of Dali Temple, when he saw Lin Fei standing under the corridor not far away and looking towards this side, he didn't know how long he had been here, but he looked at Wen Mingtang's eyes a little delicate.

Although Wei Fu has already helped explain the matter of placing a jar of clay sauce in her house, it is ...... Mo said Lin Fei, even Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu knew that this flower and mud were a little delicate, and it was quite similar to the day when she wandered around on the road and led the murderers to chase and kill.

Can...... Suspicion is suspicion, if Master Wang doesn't have that mind, Wen Mingtang's canned flower clay here will be useless for a long time.

Nodding at Lin Fei, Wen Mingtang turned around and walked towards the back office. When passing by the kitchen, Master Sun was cleaning up the countertop with two handymen, probably knowing about Wang Junshan, after seeing Wen Mingtang probe in and say hello to him, Master Sun's face turned white, and he nodded honestly like a quail, and wiped the countertop under his hands hard.

This girl surnamed Wen ...... That's ruthless! Silently, he actually set a trap and directly got Wang Junshan away!

Now Wang Junshan is leaving...... Master Sun shuddered for no reason: I hope this girl will be solved soon! If this girl doesn't solve it, this time it's Wang Junshan, and it's his turn next time!

Master Sun was trembling with fright, and the next day he was absent-minded, and made another bucket of rice, and was called by Ji Caimai to scold him.

"Wang Junshan has already left, I see that you have to follow him, right?"

Master Sun drooped his head and was honestly scolded, but he knew in his heart that the entire Dali Temple had bought those errand officials who ate from Ji Cai, and he was afraid that he would be poisoned and would have taken him away!

honestly scolded together, and when Ji Caimai waved him away after scolding, Wen Mingtang appeared, she took the initiative to find Ji Caimai, and said: "Ji Caimai, I heard that Master Sun made an extra bucket of rice when he made lunch, I thought it would be a pity to waste it, why don't you give it to me, I'll make a fried rice for it." ”

Master Sun looked up at Wen Mingtang, who was belated, with an aggrieved expression: he didn't appear until he was scolded by her, I really don't know if it was intentional.

Just as he was muttering that his scolding was in vain, Ji Caimai listened to Wen Mingtang's words, nodded at Wen Mingtang, and said gently: "Every time this bastard stabs the basket and wastes rice and grain, you come to clean up the aftermath!" After speaking, he turned his head and glared at Master Sun, and pointed at his nose and scolded.

Master Sun: "......"

Wen Mingtang didn't bother Ji Caimai to reprimand Master Sun, and took Ah Bing and Tang Yuan to take the bucket of rice away.

Approaching the Dragon Boat Festival, the newly sent glutinous rice filled the wooden barrel where the glutinous rice was placed in the warehouse, and the zongzi leaves were also sent over.

In addition to glutinous rice and zongzi leaves, Zhuangzi also sent a lot of salted duck eggs.

Wen Mingtang saw that even if he was moved by the salted duck eggs, he originally wanted to make an extra bucket of overnight dinner, but now that Master Sun "took the initiative" to cook this meal, she took it and used it.

put the rice aside, took a salted duck egg with Ah Bing and Tang Yuan, and chatted while knocking on the shell.

Tang Yuan was holding a book of ghost words borrowed from Liu Yuan by his side, and said with emotion: "It's still the story of Master Wen's painted skin monster last time that is the most terrifying, and the monsters with their bloody mouths here in Liu Sicheng are not scary!" ”

Wen Mingtang "haha" twice, and said in his heart: After all, it is a classic in ghost stories, of course, it has its own uniqueness.

While chatting without a fork, I inserted the chopsticks into the salted duck eggs, and the orange red oil immediately gushed out at the moment when the chopsticks were inserted.

The three of them hurriedly took out the salted duck eggs and put them into the white porridge with white and yellow.

The white and tender egg whites are slightly salty to eat, and with a bowl of white porridge, the flavor is the best. Eat white porridge mixed with egg whites, and go to the orange-yellow egg yolk, the oily egg yolk can taste the obvious graininess as soon as you enter it, the tip of the tongue is grinded, the large egg yolk is ground into sand, salty and fragrant, and it is not too much to eat.

Pulling out all the egg whites and yolks in the eggshell into the white porridge, the three of them lost the eggshell in their hands and continued to drink the porridge with their heads down.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Ah Bing burped with the rice balls, got up and said goodbye to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, I'll go home later!" ”

Originally, I was going to go back after I was busy, but tonight, Zhuangzi sent salted duck eggs, I hadn't eaten salted duck eggs for a long time, and the three of them were hungry, so they drank an extra bowl of white porridge for supper, which delayed for half an hour.

Wen Mingtang nodded at the two of them, and sent the two to the gate of Dali Temple, the two did not live in the dormitory of Dali Temple like her, and their home was not far from Dali Temple, so they simply went home to live.

Looking at the misty night outside, the rice balls that were originally full and burping shivered inexplicably.

Seeing this, Ah Bing on the side couldn't help but tease her: "What's the matter?" Thinking of ghost stories? ”

Ah Bing doesn't have any bad intentions, but this young man has a very jumpy temperament, and he often scares the little girl.

When Tang Yuan heard this, he immediately glared at him and said, "What nonsense? With that, he lifted his feet and rushed into the night.

Wen Mingtang shook his head, glanced at the steaming night, and turned his head back to Dali Temple.