Ji Caimai, who was originally smiling, suddenly froze on his face, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately smiled, looked at Yu Sacrificial Wine, and suddenly lengthened his tone: "The sacrificial wine is not authentic!" ”

I've seen people eat with takeaways, but I've never seen a cook take them away.

This sacrificial wine took people away and called him the chef of Dali Temple, how could he still start the fire?

Without thinking about it, Ji Caimai waved his hand and said, "If it doesn't work, it won't ......."

Yu Xijiu smiled, raised his finger to the back of the countertop, cutting vegetables and mixing, very neat A Bingtong soup balls, and said: "Look at the two apprentices she brought out, it shouldn't be a problem for a day or two!" ”

Ji Caimai still shook his head: "It's not a problem, it's a ......"

Before he finished speaking, two huge silver ingots were smashed in front of him, looking at Ji Caimai, who was a little dazed, Yu Saijiu rubbed his chin and said, "Ji Caimai might as well think about it again?" ”

Ji Caimai's gaze fell on the silver ingot, and he forcibly withdrew his gaze from the silver ingot, but he still shook his head and said: "This is not in accordance with the rules, our Master Wen is the master of the chef of Dali Temple, how can we casually take the burden and run out......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Yu Xijiu snort and said, "The master of your Dali Temple chef didn't have a day off?" ”

There are days off. Ji Caimai hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on the two huge silver ingots, paused for a moment again, and turned his head to call "Master Wen".

Wen Mingtang from behind the countertop came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

After hearing the reason for Yu sacrificial wine, Wen Mingtang was about to speak, so he heard Ji Caimai on the side cough heavily, and the abacus beads made a "Peng Peng" sound, and said: "Master Wen gave up the time to rest and rest to cook a banquet for you, I heard that those Confucianism are the most picky, if they make it difficult......

Before he finished speaking, another huge silver ingot smashed in front of Ji Caimai, Yu Saijiu glanced at Ji Caimai, and said, "Is it enough?" ”

This old man is really cunning, if you want to add money, just say it!

Such a way to go...... Ji Caimai turned his head to look at Wen Mingtang, Wen Mingtang held back the smile on the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and said to the Yu sacrifice wine that sprinkled silver like beans: "I don't know what day the Yu sacrifice wine banquet is, so I can change the rest day to that day." ”

After asking about the day of the Yu sacrifice and the place of the banquet, as well as the taboos and preferences of the people at the banquet, Wen Mingtang agreed.

After Yu Saijiu left, Wen Mingtang took two silver ingots from Ji Caimai's hand, pushed the remaining silver ingot back into Ji Caimai's hand, and said, "Thank you Ji Caimai for maneuvering." ”

She doesn't know anything about the rules of this kind of outside cook, and if she doesn't have Ji Cai to buy it, she doesn't have this silver ingot, and she should buy and sell with Ji Cai.

Ji Caimai excused himself, but still accepted it, and said to Wen Mingtang: "In the future, there will be a big banquet like Yu sacrificial wine, I will pay attention to it for you." ”

Such a feast, as long as the craftsmanship is excellent, it is an opportunity to make a name for yourself.

"If the dishes you cook are the taste of the best friends of the Heyu Sacrifice Wine, the price of this private banquet for you in the future will not be low." When Ji Caimai said this, he lowered his voice and reminded Wen Mingtang of a few of the doorways, "But not every banquet can be accepted, and if there are some of them, they will only make the cook suffer." Of course, I'll take a look at these for you! ”

Since you have taken the money, you can't help but do things.

Of course, helping Wen Mingtang is not only because of the good relationship after getting along these days.

"You are famous, the signboard of our Dali Temple chef has been played, and there will be a festive pastry gift box or something during the New Year's Festival, which must be in short supply." Ji Caimai said, "Helping you is also helping me, helping our entire chef." ”

Wen Mingtang nodded and thanked him, and said to Ji Caimai: "When the banquet is held, Ji Cai will have to buy the dishes and ingredients to help." ”

Ji Caimai nodded: "That's nature!" ”

The dishes are delicious, and Master Wen's craftsmanship is important, but the ingredients must not be sloppy. Not to mention that Master Wen's dish is too "new" for most chefs in the capital, and the ingredients, ingredients, and seasonings must not be well prepared, and they still have to prepare them.

Because there is still some time left for the feast of the Yu sacrifice, there is no need to start preparing now, and these days should be done as much as they should be.

Probably because King Yu got into trouble, he really didn't have the heart to care about Wen Mingtang, and Wen Xiutang, who tore his face last time, may not have appeared for a long time.

Wen Mingtang has been very comfortable these days.

It's just that he is comfortable here, but Liu Yuan and they are doing eucalyptus more and more headaches, Shangfeng Lin Shaoqing since he took over the relics of the sultan from the hands of the little official, he has been going to the treasury to check all kinds of files all day long, and he has not been out of the Dali Temple for a few days.

A few of them ran out day by day, but neither the Goguryeo envoys, nor the princess of Chao'an, nor the king of Yu made any progress.

After all, these two are out to fight, and it is not easy to treat the two of them in terms of law.

However, after returning to Beijing, Lord Jin, the head of the household department, hurriedly cried to his deceased wife who committed suicide, and began to hold a funeral for Mrs. Jin's funeral, as for dealing with King Yu or anything, he had never heard of it.

"What else can he do to King Yu with a little master?" Although Wei Fu said a word for Lord Jin, his brows were still twisted together.

The affairs of the Jin family were specially taken by him, so he knew more about the affairs of the Jin family than everyone else.

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, who looked at this expression, were quite surprised: "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Fu then said: "That Lord Jin burned the lotus picture on the day he returned to Beijing, and when I asked, his reaction, even if I was a man, was a little chilling to see." ”

What reaction?

"When I mentioned Mrs. Kim, he was disgusted and said, 'I think she's dirty.'" Wei Fu paused slightly when he said this, looking at Liu Yuantong and Bai Zhu's slightly changing expressions, he also shook his head, "I haven't found out the truth of the matter yet, and he is not afraid that Mrs. Jin will be cold underground." ”

"But he said that it doesn't matter if it's or not, everyone outside says that he has a green hat on his head, what's the difference between this and not?" Wei Fu shook his head, and there was a little more mockery in his tone, "Compared to Fu Yuma, he is very 'backbone', but he is not much better." ”

Whether it's Fu or Ma, or Lord Jin, it's all chilling.

It's really the same man, and it's shameful to be with them!

Such a reaction was really exactly what they had expected at the time, so ......

"That mother-in-law who changed her words......" Liu Yuan thought for a while and said, "Could Mrs. Jin be forced to commit suicide?" ”

When Wei Fu heard this, he nodded and said, "I thought of this layer and deliberately went to find Lin Shaoqing." Lin Shaoqing said that I don't have to worry, and said that when he finds the head, whether it is Mrs. Jin's eucalyptus, or the Sultan's birth, everything will fall into place! ”

Look at the small canteen of Dali Temple.