Chapter 147: Chicken in a Bowl (1)

When Zhao Mengzhuo heard this, his face suddenly froze.

After a pause, he spread his hands and said helplessly: "Lao Ji, it's not good for me to meddle in the affairs of the internal affairs yamen!" Several of the stewards of the internal affairs yamen are all old men from Yuwangfu, and if he wants to make a stumbling block, even I can't do anything! ”

Unless...... Unless something goes wrong with King Yu, he can't take care of himself. As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Mengzhuo glanced at Ji Caimai and said, "Lin Fei is staring at the old eucalyptus and investigating, isn't he already helping?" ”

When Ji Caimai heard this, he smiled and said to Zhao Mengzhuo: "The internal affairs yamen has also dragged on a bit. ”

"So what's the solution? The only one who wants to be a chef to take out is our Dali Temple, and the yamen next to it is not at all accidentally bringing or not bringing out......" Before he finished speaking, Zhao Mengzhuo's voice was stunned, and he came back to his senses with a smile on Shang Ji Caimai's face, "Lao Ji, Lao Ji, you are really ......"

Seeing that Zhao Mengzhuo had reacted, Ji Caimai didn't care, but just pushed the bowl of tea eggs in the bowl to Zhao Mengzhuo, and said, "If there is more than one request from Lord Zhao, it will be a little unbearable to come to the internal affairs yamen." In addition, King Yu's current affairs are in trouble, and he is too busy to take care of himself, and we are afraid that this little matter will not be delayed by the internal affairs yamen. ”

When Zhao Mengzhuo heard this, he was silent for a moment, took the bowl of tea eggs in his hand, and said, "It's done!" I went to the next door Guozijian to take a trip, the sacrificial wine surnamed Yu next door is the most picky, if he is good at this mouthful, he must run to the internal affairs yamen at two ends in three days. Compared with patience and grinding people, I am afraid that there is no one who can compare to him as a naughty student like him! ”

As soon as he heard Zhao Mengzhuo mention the Yu sacrificial wine next door, Ji Caimai smiled and said to Zhao Mengzhuo: "If Yu sacrificial wine likes Master Wen's craft, adults can say to Yu sacrificial wine that Master Wen was originally going to go to Guozijian to cook it, but by mistake, he was pushed to our Dali Temple." ”

Zhao Mengzhuo squinted his eyes and smiled like an old fox, and said meaningfully: "Old Ji, you call it murderous!" ”

Ji Caimai said with a smile: "If you don't let Yu Saijiu help, I'm afraid that the group of people in the internal affairs yamen will have to drag it out!" ”

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The sun is getting hotter and hotter, and people are losing their appetite more and more.

Yu Xijiu "patrolled" around the Guozijian, and saw that the students were all sitting there one by one, listening to the class, whether they were really listening or fake listening, this posture was enough!

Not! It's quite obedient! Yu Xijiu nodded, and returned to his house with a sweat that came out.

There was already a basin of ice in the room in advance, but it couldn't reduce much dryness. Yu Saijiu picked up the bamboo tube containing the sour plum drink on the table, poured the last two drops into his mouth, took a sip of the sweet and sour taste in his mouth, Yu Saijiu walked to the side of the soft collapse and sat down, picked up a book to cover his face, and began to doze off.

Listening to the cicadas outside the house, I unconsciously fell asleep. When I was half asleep and half awake, a unique aroma of sauce mixed with the strong aroma of tea leaves mixed with various spices poured into my nose.

Instinctively, he took a deep breath, and his originally groggy brain was suddenly pulled out of his slumber by the fragrance.

When I opened my eyes, what I could see was Zhao Mengzhuo of the "neighbor" Dali Temple.

Seeing Zhao Mengzhuo's old face smiling in front of him like a traitor, Yu Xijiu snorted coldly and glanced at his hand.

An open lid was carried in his hand like this, and there were two bowls of food in the box. One bowl is a shell egg boiled to a browned color, and the other bowl is something he has never seen before, and the bottom is semi-permeable and solidified, with raisins and glutinous rice on the top, and the wine with wolfberry and all kinds of dried fruits are lined up, the color is fresh and beautiful, and people are ready to move.

Yu Xijiu sniffed his nose and made a gesture: "The surname is Zhao, what are you doing?" ”

Zhao Mengzhuo put the food box in his hand on the eucalyptus on the side, and said, "Bring some food to eat with you!" ”

Yo, so kind? Yu Saijiu glanced at him, trying to resist the temptation, but the sauce aroma of the tea was so unique that he couldn't help but want to taste it.

Zhao Mengzhuo saw that his eyes kept glancing into the food box, so he pushed the food box towards him with a smile.

In the firm refusal and acceptance when he saw it, Yu Saijiu chose the latter without hesitation, and couldn't wait to take a tea egg and peel it.

When the shell was peeled off and put into the mouth, Yu Saijiu's eyes lit up, and he swallowed the tender egg white and egg yolk into his mouth, and couldn't stop applauding.

Because of the first time he tasted such a taste, Yu Sacrifice Wine inevitably ate faster, seeing that he was about to be choked, Zhao Mengzhuo pushed the bowl of ice powder in front of Yu Sacrifice Wine, and said, "The name you just ate is called tea eggs, this is called ice powder." ”

When Yu Sai Wine heard this, it did not contain a lake, so he scooped up a spoonful of ice powder and sent it to his mouth. The mouth is soft and cold, and the sweetness of the brown sugar juice melts in the mouth.

As the ice powder entered the stomach, the indescribable sweetness and coldness suddenly came up.

"Good!" Yu Saijiu said "yes", but his hands kept moving, scooping the ice powder into his mouth one after another.

When another spoonful of the same porcelain bowl collided and scooped it up, Yu Saijiu realized that he had unconsciously eaten the bowl of ice powder.

Touching his stomach, his hand stretched out to the tea egg again, and Yu Xijiu asked Zhao Mengzhuo while peeling the eggshell: "Old Zhao, where did you get this tea egg and ice powder?" It's the first time I've seen you! Is Chang'an City a new restaurant? Where is it? I'm going to try it! ”

Zhao Mengzhuo shook his head when he heard this, pointed to the direction of his Dali Temple Yamen with a smile, and said: "It's not that I opened a new restaurant, it's that I have a new chef from the Yamen of Dali Temple!" ”

Yu Saijiu, who listened to one sentence, was surprised: "Lao Zhao, as far as your reputation as the chef of Dali Temple is almost the same as the fire pit, you actually recruited a new chef?" ”

Zhao Mengzhuo glanced at him and said, "It's not ...... Thanks to your Guozijian chef for making me virtuous! ”

Oh? And such things? Yu Xijiu sat up straight all of a sudden, stretched out his hand and took the bowl of tea eggs in his arms, and said with a serious expression: "Lao Zhao, what is going on?" ”

Jiang Laosuo, a chef with such cooking skills, and Ding Caimai actually pushed people out? Is this an enmity with him?

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Approaching dusk, Jiang Laosuo, who was directing a few cooks in the public kitchen, only to hear Ding Caimai shouting at him outside the door: "Master Jiang? ”

Jiang Laosuo raised his head and frowned at him: This is the time when the chef is the busiest, and Lao Ding has nothing to do to make a fuss?

Facing Jiang Laosuo's dissatisfied eyes, Ding Caimai pointed out helplessly and said, "Yu Sacrificial Wine has something to look for the two of us!" ”

If this priest wants to find someone, no matter how busy he is, he has to put down his work and greet him with a smile.

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