Liu Yuan, who was reminded, couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at the round cup in the tray, and said, "I just thought it was just a mixed soup with more vegetables, but it turned out to be not a mixed soup." As he spoke, he opened the lid of the round cup, looked at the fish ball soup in his eyes, and said "oh", and suddenly said: "It turned out to be this." ”

The soup noodles have long been squeezed by the tender white fish balls and there is no vacancy, and there are still a lot of them at the bottom, and this large round cup is afraid that most of the bowl is fish balls, only half a bowl of soup.

Seeing this, Tang Yuan couldn't help but say proudly: "This fish ball was made by me and Ah Bing yesterday and taught by Master Wen." ”

Liu Yuan nodded, looked at the "green and white" soup, and sighed: "It looks quite refreshing." ”

Compared with other dishes with heavier flavors, this fish ball soup looks fresh, smells good, and is not so domineering that it goes straight to the nose.

When you only use a spoon to scoop up a fish ball and bring it close to your lips, you can smell the aroma and freshness of the surimi.

Fish balls made of deboning, detenguing and chopping into surimi are very friendly to some people who are not good at eating fish and are always stuck by fish bones, and they can taste the deliciousness of the fish, save a lot of effort, and are not afraid of being stuck in the throat by fish bones.

It's just that the taste of the fish after making fish balls is still different from the original fish, and it is delicious and tender with a slight springy teeth, which can be said to have its own merits with the original fish.

The deliciousness of the fish is also integrated into the soup, the fish ball soup is not as rich as ordinary fish soup, on the contrary, it is exceptionally refreshing, but the deliciousness is not inferior to ordinary fish soup.

After three fish balls in a row, he scooped two spoonfuls of fish soup with a spoon, and the warmth of the soup dispelled the cold, and the colleagues who came early had already finished lunch and got up to leave.

When they walked out of the kitchen and looked at the heavy snow falling outside, the officers who walked outside couldn't help but sigh and sighed: "This day...... If you nest in the lobby, eat snacks made by Master Wen, and chat around the charcoal basin, how comfortable it would be! ”

It's a pity that the occurrence of eucalyptus never greets people, and even more, this kind of weather is more suitable for committing eucalyptus crimes, and it is not easy to be discovered.

Of course, there will be no eucalyptus in Dali Temple, but there seems to be some movement in the prison. Liu Yuan, who was eating lunch in the public kitchen, saw several prison guards hurrying outside the public kitchen and talking to the few errand officers who had already finished lunch.

"What's going on in the prison?" Liu Yuan subconsciously scooped a fish ball with a spoon, and before he had time to taste it, he hurriedly put it into his mouth, and put one hand against the eucalyptus, ready to get up.

Bai Zhu on the side also stopped the fast child in his hand, looked at the jailer and the errand who were talking outside, and said to Liu Yuan: "I'm afraid I'll have to go and come back for lunch later......

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the jailer and the messenger who seemed to have finished speaking turned around, and the group went out of the kitchen courtyard together.

Unexpectedly...... Slap in the face? Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu were stunned when they saw this, and Wen Mingtang and the others, who were looking out from behind the stage, were also a little surprised, and subconsciously glanced at Liu and Bai.

Everyone has seen the two of them having lunch here, so what's the matter......

Bai Zhu was the first to come back to his senses, he patted Liu Yuan on the shoulder, picked up the fast seed and sandwiched a quick fish-flavored eggplant in the mouth, and said while chewing: "Maybe it's not a big deal, let's eat lunch first!" ”

Some of the suspects in the prison did not cooperate, and the servants could deal with things that were not too big to make trouble, stomach trouble, etc., but they didn't have to come forward, so the two of them continued to eat lunch with their heads bowed after thinking like this.

Something did happen in the prison, but it wasn't that the suspect didn't cooperate.

Several officers followed the jailer into the prison, and the group went straight to Hu Siming's cell. When he entered the cell, Hu Siming was lying on the stone bed in the cell, spitting at a wooden bucket under the bed, and the jailer on the side was holding a bowl of black soup in his hand. ”

Hu Siming took the black soup, poured a few sips, and spit on the wooden barrel again.

This is the case...... It's really like a torture scene.

"What the hell is going on?" A few officers walked into the prison and asked puzzledly.

"Well, look at this." A voice came from the ground.

The messenger lowered his head and looked at Wu Bucai who was squatting on the ground, unlike in the past, there was always a corpse in front of Wu Bucai, but now Wu Bucai was in front of a four-legged mouse, and there was a puddle of porridge marks that had dried up and stuck to the ground next to the mouse.

"It's the porridge that the prisoners eat in the morning," Wu Bucai said, "This man didn't hold it steady, and scattered some outside, and the stolen rats came to steal it when they passed here, and they were poisoned to death." ”

This...... That's not right! The messenger looked at Hu Siming, who was being pressed by the two jailers to vomit, and turned to the jailer who called them over and asked, "He didn't eat porridge in the morning?" ”

"Eat." The jailer nodded as he spoke, and said to the officer, "That's why I pressed him to spit out the porridge in the morning." ”

Can it be like this...... What's wrong!

Looking at the four-legged rat on the ground, the servant frowned and asked Wu Bucai: "The rat is pretending to be dead?" ”

"It's dead." Wu Bucai glanced at the straight mouse, got up and glanced at the porridge, and said, "If this poison kills people, even the tiger will be carried away on the spot, let alone a mouse." ”

In this case, the problem is even greater! The officer's brows tightened more and more, and he pointed at Hu Siming, who was spitting, and said, "He is better than a tiger?" ”

That's not it! Wu Bucai shook his head and said, "There is more than one bowl of porridge that has a problem. As he spoke, he turned around and picked up a plate on the ground, pointed to the little steamed bread crumbs left on the plate, and said, "The prisoners in the prison are eating the steamed buns left over from yesterday's kitchen at the court. ”

The weather was cold, and the steamed buns couldn't be spoiled, so as soon as it was hot, they were sent to the prison to drink porridge with the prisoners.

"The steamed bun was also poisoned, and it can carry away the tiger." Wu Bucai said and glanced at Hu Siming, who was spitting, with a subtle look in his eyes, "It's really fateful!" Ordinary people were poisoned by any of these two kinds of poison and went down to see Hades earlier, he was given two kinds of poisons, but these two poisons were mutually restrictive, but they actually washed away most of the poison, so that he left a life, it was really luck! ”

Wu Bucai's tone of voice was quite flat, but the officers and jailers who heard these words were invariably shocked into a cold sweat, and Hu Siming, who was still lying on the stone bed and vomiting, was shocked when he heard this, and looked up at Wu Bucai in amazement.

Wu Bucai, who had said this, paused, then looked at Hu Siming, who was looking up, and asked, "Who did you provoke to put you to death in such a way?" ”

Without waiting for Hu Siming to speak, Wu Bucai turned around and looked behind him, seeing that only a few servants were coming, he couldn't help frowning, shook his head and said: "This matter is very troublesome, call those two temple men over!" ”