After Ah Bing's rice balls and eggs were halfway fried, some people began to enter the kitchen one after another to eat morning food.

The person behind the table first glanced: it is still the familiar Master Wen, A Bingtong Tangyuan.

Listening to the greetings of "Master Wen", "Ah Bing" and "Tangyuan" ringing in their ears one after another, Ah Bing and Tangyuan were busy with the fried eggs in their hands, but they didn't have time to raise their heads, and only responded to the greetings in their mouths. On the contrary, Wen Mingtang on the side could still look up to see which one to say hello, while responding, the movements in his two hands were not slow: holding a ball of dough in one hand, and a pair of scissors with a blade smeared with oil in the other, as the scissors opened and closed, a strip of "noodles" like willow leaves fell into the pot.

Because it is cutting while cooking, Wen Mingtang's movements are naturally not slow.

Originally, watching Wen Mingtang cut noodles with scissors, everyone wanted to joke twice, "Master Wen is lazy again", after all, today is the first day of the public chef's opening, and the chef has to clean the public chef, and the time left for the chefs to cook morning food is not enough. I still remember the past, the first day of the public chef's morning food was mostly the porridge made by the chef from nowhere to find the overnight cold rice mixed with water, and then with one or two pieces of bean curd to deal with, some of the bean curd even had mildew on the head, although the practice of bean curd is special, but the mildew is obviously not a sentence "this is moldy tofu" can fool the past, it is clearly broken!

Today, the chef's morning meal on the first day of the opening day was not porridge with cold rice mixed with water overnight, which had surprised them, and when they saw the eggs that were full of accessories and Ah Bing and Tang Yuan being fried, everyone was extremely satisfied with being able to eat such a morning meal.

Originally, it was just a joke, but the seemingly random cut out of the "willow leaf noodles" is almost the same in shape and size, after entering the water, it sank first, and then slowly floated to the surface of the water with the churning water waves, Wen Mingtang picked up the bamboo fence and poured the willow leaf-like noodles into the bowl, and then skillfully pushed it aside, and the tangyuan clinker that had already handed over the omelette to Ah Bing took over the noodle bowl pushed by Wen Mingtang, and put salt, vinegar, green onions, coriander and other accessories on the willow leaf noodles in turn. A spoonful of hot oil was poured over it.

"Bang la", the familiar sound of oil and noodles meeting sounded, a thick spicy fragrance, oil fragrance and face fragrance diffused, standing in front of the stage waiting for the morning food The errand took a deep breath, and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't seen it for half a month, it's still a familiar taste!" With that, his throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After a fried golden egg on both sides was sandwiched into the bowl, the servant eagerly picked up the bowl and left the countertop, then took three steps and two steps, and quickly walked to the nearest table and sat down.

After sitting down, I immediately used chopsticks to quickly mix the scissor noodles, and as all kinds of accessories were evenly mixed, the oil and spicy aroma also came out of the bowl with the continuous mixing action. After each strand of the bowl is pointed, and the fat "willow leaves" in the middle are evenly soaked with red oil, the messenger takes the chopsticks and prepares the chopsticks to prepare for the entrance like a vegetarian noodle, but when the chopsticks are clamped with the "willow leaves" soaked in red oil, the "willow leaves" immediately slide down from the chopsticks.

The servant was stunned, the movement of his hand was one step faster than the movement in his mind, and he subconsciously tried again, fell again, tried again, and fell again......

In a daze, a spoon was placed on his plate.

When I looked up, I saw Liu Yuan, who was holding a dinner plate, sat down diagonally opposite him and said, "Use a spoon." As he spoke, he picked up a spoon and dug into the scissor noodles in a bowl.

It is still the familiar taste of oily noodles, but the difference is that the chewing noodles have become smooth, and one spoonful can scoop several "willow leaf" noodles. Unlike ordinary noodles, this scissor noodle is fed into the mouth with a spoon, and although there is no fun of squirming, you can chew the smooth noodles in your mouth like "noodle fish", and this novel texture is also different from the previous noodles.

The noodles made with the same flour and water have their own special tastes in different shapes.

Wen Mingtang in that compartment was still holding the dough in one hand and holding the scissors in the other, quickly cutting the dough in his hand.

"I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors." Bai Zhu, who entered the kitchen a cup of tea later than Liu Yuan, lined up at the back of the line, and watched Wen Mingtang cut noodles with scissors, and couldn't help but sigh, "Master Wen's scissors can also cut out willow leaves, but these willow leaves are made of dough." ”

Wen Mingtang, who had just finished cutting a ball of dough in his hand and dipped the scissors blade on the oil brush, looked up at Bai Zhu at the end of the line, and saw that although he sighed, there was no casual smile on his face when he was joking with emotion, and the corner of his eye glanced at Liu Yuan in front of the dining table not far away.

Liu Yuan, who talked the most in the past, didn't even say a word of nonsense when he received the morning meal today, but his face was full of sadness and fatigue.

Even the officers, although they were eating morning food as usual, the first messenger to receive scissor noodles had already eaten more than half of them, and their appetite was no different from usual, but there was no smile on their faces.

Most of the chefs have this on their faces, which can be seen ...... The case is not going well!

Whether it is the case of Zhao Mengzhuo falling from the building or the suspected murder case of the Yasukuni Gong in the palace, this is the case.

Wen Mingtang's eyes flashed, he looked at the long line, and cut the dough again.

Holding the dough in one hand and cutting the dough in the other, the whole morning meal was done, and after the morning meal was over, the "sequelae" came up.

Wen Mingtang rubbed his sore shoulders and said to Ah Bingtong Tangyuan: "The lunch will be handed over to the two of you." ”

The two nodded and said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, we can't stand it." "I have been standing like this for almost a whole hour with my hands raised, how can I still raise my hands? Master Wen is afraid that he will have to go back to apply the sub-plaster.

Wen Mingtang smiled, turned around and walked out of the kitchen yard, although his arms were very sore, he did not go back to his accommodation house to apply medicine, but went to find Ji Cai to buy.

The takeaway stall and the business of going to Zhuangzi to buy were assigned to the internal affairs yamen by Concubine Jing, so that Ji Caimai, who was busy in the past, was a lot more free all of a sudden. When Wen Mingtang passed, Ji Caimai was standing in the yard, holding the wolfberry bamboo cup in his hand and looking at the dead tree in the yard that had just sprouted a little green.

Seeing Wen Mingtang coming, Ji Caimai was not surprised, he said, "I'm waiting for you to come over." ”

Master Wen let out a "hmm" and looked at Ji Caimai: "This internal affairs yamen ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ji Caimai shaking his head and sighing: "She is in charge of the yamen for a day, and it is impossible to change it for a day." ”

It's obvious who this "she" refers to.

Wen Mingtang frowned when he heard this.

Without waiting for her to continue asking, Ji Caimai spoke again: "There have been a lot of things in the court recently, you should know about the affairs of the Duke of Yasukuni, the Xiongnu are not very peaceful, and most of the adults who thought about her and her were going to take care of the affairs of the Duke of Yasukuni and the Xiongnu a few years ago." Speaking of this, Ji Caimai sighed and said, "She sold it at the right time yesterday, and took the money out to have fun with the people, and she gave face." ”

"As you know, everything has a sequence, compared to her, the affairs of the Yasukuni Duke and the Xiongnu should be put first, and those adults will put our affairs behind for the time being." Speaking of this, Ji Caimai was a little helpless in his tone, "After all...... Our business is a small matter! ”

Small things make way for big things.

Can...... The fact that Concubine Jing is a big thing with the skin of a small thing, Wen Mingtang said in his heart.

Therefore, it is not a good strategy to blindly wait for those adults to attack Concubine Jing, there are some things...... Maybe...... It's time to take the initiative.

(End of chapter)