A dreamless night.

When she got up the next morning, seeing her energetic self in the bronze mirror, Wen Mingtang was also a little puzzled, knowing such a truth, it stands to reason that she should toss and turn and can't sleep, how can she sleep? Even...... It seems that I am sleeping more peacefully than ever.

Probably...... Did you already guess such an answer in your heart?

Wen Xuance is a famous man in the world, and he has his reasons for doing all this, which may involve morality or others, he may not live up to the world, but he is not a good father after all.

Wen Mingtang sighed faintly, pressed his hand on his chest, felt the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest, and laughed at himself for a while: "That's it!" Perfect! ”

The original owner has died in the icy waters of the court.

Whether it is forgiveness or hatred, she has no right to make a choice for the original owner.

Wen Mingtang looked at herself in the bronze mirror: what she could do and wanted to do was to solve this matter smoothly, and then ...... Live her life as Wen Mingtang wants to live.

The vegetables and meat distributed by the internal affairs yamen were delivered before dawn, and there were vegetables, meat and everything, but they were not very good.

Chaoshi made pancakes and fruits with soy milk, because the eggs sent were only a little smaller, but it didn't hurt, it wasn't that it couldn't be eaten. Staying until lunch, looking at the meat that can be boiled in guine oil with white flowers sent over, Tang Yuan couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a pick, this dish ...... Gee! ”

Although he didn't stop buying vegetables, Ji Caimai, who had been buying for decades, saw the fat and thin pork meat, so he frowned and said: "This must have been bought at the market as a Zhuangzi, and the price was more than half cheaper." ”

"It's very greasy to cook braised pork meat," Tang Yuan picked up and put down the white pork meat, turned his head and asked Wen Mingtang, "Master Wen, I'm afraid I want you to make this lunch!" ”

At least she scavenged all the dishes she learned from Master Wen in her stomach, and she didn't know what these meats could do with meat other than boiling pork oil.

It's really the internal affairs yamen who is harsh, and the cook suffers!

Wen Mingtang said "um", looked at the pork meat that could be boiled in pork oil, his eyes flashed slightly, and said with a smile: "Although it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, it is not completely without rice today, and she can cook." ”

The affairs of the internal affairs yamen cannot be left to their habit, but people have to eat three times a day, no matter what, they have to deal with the past first.

This first step is to cut off the fat of the pork fat from the flesh, oh no, looking at the fat and thin pork meat in his hand, Wen Mingtang feels that it should be said in another way, it is right to cut the lean meat from the pork meat.

The amount of meat sent by the internal affairs yamen has not decreased, but the lean meat that has been cut off is only half a bowl smaller.

Looking at the bit of meat foam, Tang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head again, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words when he reached his mouth.

What can we say? You have to deal with it first, you can't go hungry!

Set aside the minced meat and boil the pork fat first. A scoop of water and the pork fat cut into small pieces, boil slowly, about half an hour, until the boxy snow-white pork meat is boiled into a square cube, the color turns from snow-white to burnt yellow, and the pork fat is boiled.

Remove the oil residue and put it aside, and put the guine oil in a cool place and let it solidify.

Looking at the remaining oil residue and the same bit of meat foam after boiling the guinea fat, Ah Bing glanced at each other with the rice balls, and couldn't help but look sideways again: This is all the meat dishes for lunch, and I don't know what Master Wen is going to do when he comes down.

Glancing at the cabbage sent by the internal affairs yamen on the stove, and the tender tofu cut by Master Wen, the two smiled bitterly, listened to Wen Mingtang's instructions, and went to cut the cabbage.

……

Ah Bing's reaction to the glutinous rice balls was not the only one, and several chefs from the Guozijian next door were at a loss when they looked at the cabbage and the fatty pork meat that was sent over.

"How do you eat this?" One of the masters carried the fat and said, "Don't say that the people who study here are not children from ordinary backgrounds, but children from ordinary families, which parents are willing to let their children eat such things as gifts in the bazaar?" ”

"There is only one braised flower, and the other is just fried!" The other master frowned and said, glancing out of the corner of his eye, and when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, he hurriedly spoke, "Yu sacrifice wine!" ”

Yu sacrificial wine's mouth has always been very tricky, since last year next door Dali Temple changed the master Wen, he has not eaten much in the public kitchen, and now he has changed the internal affairs yamen to deliver food, and he rarely sees a human figure, and he doesn't know where the wind is blowing today, and he actually ran to the public kitchen.

Listening to the master's call for "Yu Sacrifice Wine", several masters who were worried hurriedly followed to give gifts to Yu Sacrifice Wine.

Yu Saijiu waved his hand, didn't care about these false gifts, but swept his eyes to the dishes stacked on the stove, and after a pause, asked, "These are sent by the internal affairs yamen today?" ”

Several masters nodded.

Yu Xijiu snorted twice, shook his head, and then asked several masters: "How are you going to prepare for lunch?" ”

"One is braised and the other is stir-fried!" One of the chefs said, "It's just these two dishes, there's nothing to do." ”

Yu sacrificial wine said "um", and after a pause for a while, he said: "It's hard for you, it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!" ”

A few masters nodded, and before they could say anything, they saw Yu Saijiu turn around and paced out with his hands behind his back, and before leaving, he said: "I don't know what kind of dishes the one next door can make, I'll take a look!" ”

Several masters: "......"

Wen Mingtang and others, who were "pinned on high hopes" by Yu Sacrificial Wine, were preparing dishes at this time, and there was still half an hour before the start of lunch, so there was no need to be too anxious.

It was Yu's sacrificial wine that walked into the kitchen and saw such a "leisurely" scene: the rice was good, and the fragrance of white rice was already smelling. The ingredients for the dishes on the stove are also in place, but Master Wen, Ah Bingtong and the three spoons in the same room are cutting vegetables in a good way.

Even though he already knew that the dishes of the chef of Dali Temple would not be any different from those of Guozijian, when he saw the cabbage that several people were cutting, Yu Saijiu still felt an inexplicable disappointment in his heart.

touched his nose and was about to turn away, but the sharp-eyed Tang Yuan had already seen him and immediately opened his mouth to call.

"Yu Sacrifice Wine!"

The little girl's voice was crisp, Yu Saijiu's feet slowed down, and when she heard Wen Mingtang's greeting that sounded immediately behind, she turned around, and the ghost sent a god, and suddenly said: "What are you cooking for lunch today?" ”

Wen Mingtang, who was in the room, glanced at him with a smile on his face, and asked him with a smile: "There is still half an hour before the time for lunch, and the Yu sacrificial wine came so early, but something will happen in a while?" ”

Yu sacrificial wine "um", and said that he had stayed in Dali Temple for a long time, and he was very meticulous in his observation, and he said: "It's to come and see, if you wait early, you will first ask for a bowl of rice to fill your stomach." ”

But right now, it seems that this bowl of rice may not be available! Yu Xijiu was disappointed and was about to turn around, but he heard the girl's voice ringing in his ears.

"Then let's have a bowl of bibimbap!"

(End of chapter)