Because he didn't take a few people here as outsiders, he didn't share the food, and the food was lively, and the food table in the four directions happened to be for one person to sit down.

The gourd chicken was just fished out of the oil pot, and it was still steaming. Because the spring plate is not necessarily a "hot" one, the four of them moved the spring plate back and took the lead in moving the gourd chicken.

Watching Zhao Sishan lift the teapot with chicken soup and pour the original soup of boiled chicken in the teacup like pouring tea, and then handed over the teacup with chicken soup, Ah Bing and Tangyuan both subconsciously sat up straight, stretched out their hands and took the teacup.

The chicken soup is delicious and light, and after the original soup is eaten, it is time to move the gourd chicken. Seeing Zhao Sishan gently tugging at the gourd-like gourd chicken that was fried, he ripped off a chicken calf and handed it over. Wen Mingtang had eaten gourd chicken, so when he saw this, he raised his chin with a smile and said, "You eat first!" ”

Hearing Wen Mingtang say this, Tang Yuan and Ah Bing took it, and after sending the chicken calf into their mouths, the two of them immediately let out two exclamations one after the other, looking at the bright eyes of the two, Wen Mingtang smiled, knowing that the two of them were also amazed by this exquisite gourd chicken.

She has eaten a lot of fried chicken in the modern world, and she is not surprised by the taste of fried chicken, although it is not much in line with the "healthy" diet that modern people pay attention to, but it can open a store to everyone, and the taste is not bad. It is also for this reason that when she saw the dish of gourd chicken in modern society, she never tried it, thinking that the left and right were a combination of various batter-wrapped meats, and the taste would not be too different.

Until she came to Darong, Yeting was not like the free modern society, so many delicacies were currently available for her to choose, and some of them were good to eat. It was Wen Mingtang who didn't let go of the gourd chicken that Zhao Sishan bought, originally thought that this would be no different from the fried chicken in his impression, but it wasn't until he took it into his mouth that he realized that he was wrong.

It's the same fried chicken, but the feeling of this gourd chicken is different from the fried chicken in her impression. The meat is very tender and tender, the skin is crispy, and the crispiness is biased towards crispy, and the taste is extremely fragrant. This is not surprising, thinking of Zhao Sishan's steaming and boiling cooking process, the fresh and fragrant taste has long been integrated into the meat. The meat has long been soft after boiling, steaming, and frying. It tastes soft and crispy, and with that plate of pepper and salt dipping sauce specially milled by Zhao Sishan, it is really addictive.

Laughing and looking at Ah Bing's kung fu of eating gourd chicken with tangyuan, Zhao Sishan unloaded one leg of the gourd chicken and handed it over, Wen Mingtang took it, picked up the chopsticks at hand and clamped the leg meat on both sides, and gently pulled it, and then took off the bones inside, and then dipped the chicken in his hand into the dipping sauce and ate it.

A gourd chicken quickly asked the four of them to eat cleanly, Tang Yuan gave Zhao Sishan a thumbs up, and drank another cup of chicken soup in the teapot, which was regarded as saying goodbye to this gourd chicken, and then reached out to eat the spring plate prepared by Wen Mingtang on the side.

Compared with the exquisiteness of this gourd chicken, this spring plate on the side is much more ordinary. But if the side dishes inside, the spring cakes wrapped outside, and the dipping sauce are all done well, the taste of the spring plate is not inferior to that of gourd chicken, and it can be regarded as having its own merits. If the gourd chicken is said to be amazing at the entrance, then this spring plate is the more you eat, the more fragrant it is, and the belly of a spring cake makes people unconsciously want to eat the second one.

After lunch, the rice balls touched the round belly and said: "The crust is fragrant and soft, the sauce is good, the side dishes are very fragrant whether they are vegetarian dishes or braised pork, and they are still colorful and fragrant, this is really the most delicious spring plate I have ever eaten." ”

When I went to eat the spring plate in the New Year, Master Wen had not yet left the palace, so he had not eaten it, but he had caught up this year.

Looking at the round belly that can be seen with the naked eye of the rice balls, Wen Mingtang snorted lightly: "When it comes to leeks and purses, it is even more refreshing to eat it in it." ”

Tang Yuan's eyes lit up when Ah Bing, who was helping her rub her stomach on the same side, suddenly lit up when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "Then when the seasonal vegetables are served, you can come to eat the second spring plate again." ”

As long as you have the hands and the ingredients, you can eat whatever you want. Wen Mingtang responded with a smile, looked up at Zhao Sishan on the left, she ate two cakes, and was drinking a pot of hawthorn tea at this time, and her face was no longer comfortable when she had eaten lunch, and she looked a little serious.

Wen Mingtang lowered his head and shook the hawthorn tea in his hand, took a sip, looked at the rice balls and Ah Bing who were looking forward to the spring plate, and said, "I'm going to the kitchen tomorrow!" ”

When Ah Bingtong Tangyuan heard this, he looked stunned.

Wen Mingtang said with a smile: "Ji Caimai will definitely make a large number of red envelopes with us at that time." ”

In normal times, the two of them would have been happy to hear this. Can ...... today? Tang Yuan grinned, squeezed out a somewhat reluctant smile, looked at Wen Mingtang, and said tentatively: "Master Wen, this chef's business ......"

Wen Mingtang looked at Ah Bing, who was on the same side as Tang Yuan, and said: "Right now, we are still the chef of the public chef of Dali Temple, so I will do a good job of this cook, in his position, do his duty, don't be distracted!" ”

The two nodded.

Zhao Sishan took a sip of the hawthorn tea in his mouth, and after Wen Mingtang's voice fell, he looked at the rice balls again, and said: "One thing after another, your father's compassionate money has not yet come back, first get the money back, and then think about the future." Speaking of this, she put down the teacup in her hand and squinted slightly, "Mingtang girl has something Mingtang girl wants to solve, and you two have things you want to solve." Your father's compassion for the money is your own business, and the people of Dali Temple are now busy and lacking skills, even if Lin Shaoqing has entrusted the matter to the officials of the DPRK and China, if you want to expect the officials of the DPRK and China to come forward to impeach Concubine Jing...... Let me tell you a heart-to-heart word, sometimes it is clear that a simple matter is a trivial matter, and most of the half year has passed after the conspiracy and conspiracy, and in the final analysis, you still have to take care of your own affairs. ”

Looking at Ah Bingtong, who nodded again and again on the side, Wen Mingtang glanced at Zhao Sishan: "Zhao Sishan also has things to do with Zhao Sishan, and I have to solve the trouble first before I can think about the future." ”

When mentioning what Zhao Sishan wanted to do, Zhao Sishan helped his forehead and sighed helplessly: "I haven't discussed with me in advance about my father and aunt giving birth to such a brother, but I can only find a way to solve this trouble." ”

Wen Mingtang, who listened to this helpless tone, smiled and asked Zhao Sishan: "Do you want to help?" ”

Zhao Sishan glanced at her: "Do you still need your help for this little thing?" ”

Wen Mingtang said "oh", but Zhao Sishan in the room immediately threw out a rhetorical question: "Do you want me to help you with your business?" ”

"Do you still need your help for this little thing?" Wen Mingtang took Zhao Sishan's words back, pursed his lips and smiled.

She's waiting. After entering the palace, Xinyue specially asked her to send refreshments to "offend" the Duke of Yasukuni, so that Wen Mingtang, who has now set up a big enemy, may be ...... when he is in a panic It's time for an "olive branch" to come to the door.