But Choi knew he couldn't do that, so he stiffly twisted his toes to get closer to the wall, turned and walked towards his room.

After taking his seat, he said to the air: "I heard that Zheng Niangzi is a survivor of the last arrest of the passenger ship transporting salt, and there is only one aunt left in the three clans. You went to help people find their relatives, and it is also the fault of our water supervisors for not being prepared enough. ”

In the next second, the hanging curtains in the room shook slightly as if they were being blown by the breeze, and they couldn't be spotted unless they looked closely.

Cui Zhiyun also continued to browse the documents on the table as if he had not said that just now, focusing on delineating what he thought was the most likely suspect in the case of illicit salt, and then the strictest monitoring and investigation would be carried out.

The most important thing now is to wait for the news from Guanglu Siqing, no matter what, the officials who can exchange sacrifices today will definitely not be able to escape.

After that, based on the existing network of connections, the possible masterminds of the smuggling case will be further delineated.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start thinking about the possibility of going out to investigate the case in person, especially for the matter of being able to transport illicit salt from Guannei Road and Longyou Road, it is estimated that it will be difficult to have results without an on-the-spot investigation.

When Cui Zhiyun's brain entered more intense thinking, the ingredients in Zheng Wanwok also entered a more intense stir-fry.

After the water vapor inside the sour bamboo shoots is fried, the sour substances contained in the bamboo shoots are completely stimulated, and they are put on a plate for later use.

At this time, you can start to prepare the stir-fry sauce and enter the final combination.

She poured an appropriate amount of oil into the wok, added ginger and garlic, chili pepper, cinnamon, star anise and Sichuan pepper and stir-fried until all the fragrance was aroused, and then she could add the glutinous chili pepper to it, stir-fry the red oil, and the chili skin inside was slightly curled.

You can add our protagonist - snails, and put the snails that have been fried and dried into it and stir well, so that each snail is stained with the red oil of glutinous chili peppers and evenly colored.

Then add the freshly fried sour bamboo shoots, let the sour taste and aroma of the sour bamboo shoots infect every snail inside, and even the other ingredients are gradually wrapped in the smell of sour bamboo shoots.

At this time, a bowl of water is poured into the homeopathic situation, and the impact of cold water and the high temperature of the wok wall instantly stimulates a large amount of water vapor, and the smell of sour bamboo shoots permeates the entire space even stronger.

Zheng Wan is located in the center of the smell, and after smelling for a long time, her perception of the changes around her becomes weaker, and she does not realize what kind of smell bomb she has created.

With the wind, you can float to the Metropolitan Water Supervisor and any of the surrounding areas.

At first, Cui Zhiyun's heart was thinking about things, and he could concentrate on writing according to his own ideas, but as the smell from the window became stronger and stronger, his heart drifted away uncontrollably.

When he regained consciousness, he found that he had not moved the pen for a long time, and the ink on the tip of the pen kept sliding down, dripping onto the paper, forming a very large dot.

It stands out on clean and tidy paperwork, to the point where it is no longer usable.

His eyes were fixed on the ink spots on the paper, and he did not move for a long time.

At last he slowly stood up, pressed the paperweight with a paperweight, rested the brush on the pen wash beside him, walked to the copper basin on the opposite shelf, washed the ink on his hands, and then walked towards the place where the fragrance came from.

At this time, Zheng Wan was still immersed in the production of food, and he did not feel the impact of himself.

Looking at the churning soup in the wok, she quickly put her fried duck feet and bean bubbles in them, and let them also soak in the charming aroma of sour bamboo shoots, which will only taste better when the soup is filled.

She patiently waited for the duck feet to be boiled softly, and at the same time took out the white rice she had specially prepared, which of course would be better with rice.

She bent over, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, scooping the soup from the wok, and kept pouring it on the top duck feet and bean bubbles to help them taste good.

Her mouth was already beginning to imagine the delicacy of a while, and even because of this wonderful imagination, she couldn't help humming a song, looking leisurely and complacent, not thinking that there would be other people besides the guards who were responsible for protecting the perimeter today.

When Cui Zhiyun approached, he saw such an interesting picture, a girl in a linen dress, preparing a meal with a comfortable appearance, humming an unknown tune in her mouth, which sounded joyful.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, slowly approaching where Zheng Wan was, until he felt that there were only five steps left between the two of them and stopped.

As much as possible, he shouted in his gentlest voice: "I wonder if so-and-so has the honor to buy some food with his wife?" I was busy going out today, and I didn't have time to eat lunch, and suddenly smelled the fragrance from the lady, and I was hungry in my stomach, so I came to disturb me. ”

Zheng Wan, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly heard a man's voice behind him, and was almost so frightened that he threw the bowl in his hand.

The bowl was not thrown, but the shovel was thrown away by her, and the shovel made a crisp sound against the copper wok.

"Khooth!"

She turned around abruptly and found that it was Cui Zhiyun, and her nervous heart instantly fell in place, since the last transaction, her fear of Cui Zhiyun, a child of a family, has dissipated a lot.

Zheng Wan stared at the other party blankly for a while before digging out what Cui Zhiyun had just said in his mind.

Thinking back to every time she gave each other food or food recipes, the reward she got was the highest, and she fried a lot, and the two of them ate enough.

A sweet smile immediately appeared on his face, and he smiled crookedly and said, "It's okay, I prepared a lot of meals today." This is how the food is made with snails, duck feet, and sour bamboo shoots, I don't know if Cui Jiancheng can eat it? ”

When Cui Zhiyun heard the snails, he was curious, and he wanted to know what delicious things Zheng Wan had made with this kind of ingredient that others couldn't look at.

But as soon as he heard that there were duck feet inside, his face suddenly froze, and he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Looking back at Zheng Wan, the eyes of the two met, and he saw that Zheng Wan's eyes only showed the word affirmation.

He pondered for a while and replied: "Zheng Niangzi's craftsmanship is extraordinary, no matter what she does, it is a rare delicacy in the world, and if she is lucky enough to try, she is naturally reluctant to refuse." ”

With that, he sat directly in his chair, looking like he was going to enjoy his lunch here.

This action stunned Zheng Wan, shouldn't people like Cui Zhiyun take food and go back to his office room to eat? Even the chef's dining area could be like cramming into a table with a handyman like her.

Even if Zheng Wan doesn't like to be self-indulgent, such behavior is not normal behavior in this era.

Just like Du Mingzhao came to the kitchen every day for morning food, as long as he chose a table, none of the fish masters and guards would take the initiative to sit at the same table with him, and the same is true now.

At this time, she didn't even care about the soup that was constantly fluttering in her ears, her eyes were full of puzzlement, and she looked at Cui Zhiyun's position and didn't move away.

Perhaps Zheng Wan's gaze was too hot, Cui Zhiyun raised his head and looked back, reminding: "Zheng Niangzi, the soup in the wok seems to be about to run dry." ”

"What!"

At this moment, Zheng Wan couldn't care about anything, at this time, nothing was as important as his own snail duck foot pot, and when he turned around, he saw that most of the soup had disappeared inside.

She quickly put down the bowl full of rice in her hand, took out the large bowl from the side, and filled all the food in the wok into the bowl.

At this time, she couldn't help but sigh, if only there was a casserole, the snail duck feet pot stewed in the casserole is the best.

In just a moment, she thought about adding a casserole to the kitchenware in her home.

Then use chopsticks to sort out the ingredients in the bowl, and finally sprinkle a handful of fried peanuts, bring it to Cui Zhiyun, and remind:

"This is the snail duck foot pot that Er is going to eat for himself today, this dish is best eaten with rice, Cui Jiancheng waits."

"Trouble Mrs. Zheng."

Cui Zhiyun really didn't dare to act easily in this area where there were a variety of objects piled up between square inches, fearing that he would accidentally disturb these chaotic and orderly scenes.

For Zheng Wan at this time, Cui Zhiyun's words just now showed that he was a guest, and there was nothing wrong with a guest waiting to serve, not to mention that the other party still held his own power of life and death.

After filling a bowl of rice, he quickly reappeared next to the table, put the dishes and chopsticks belonging to Cui Zhiyun in front of the other party, and quickly sat down in the opposite position.

But she also has to sit on the chair, is it difficult for her to stand aside and eat lonely?

After sitting down, her eyes swept over Cui Zhiyun's face, and found that the other party had no objection, and her sitting movements were more stable.

Cui Zhiyun also noticed a flash of sight, smelling the sour fragrance of the tip of his nose constantly drilling into his body, and sensing the saliva that was constantly secreted in his mouth, he said tentatively: "Can you have a meal?" ”

"Cui Jiancheng, please use it."

Zheng Wan motioned for the other party to make the first move.

Cui Zhiyun didn't pay attention to the politeness of this moment, and used the chopsticks prepared on the side to stretch out into the screw duck foot pot.

At first glance, the snails and sour bamboo shoots in the bowl are almost interspersed between the duck feet and bean bubbles on the surface, and the top layer of the soup is bright red oil, which encloses the golden duck feet and bean bubbles in its own range.

Although he didn't mind putting duck feet in it, he still felt a little uncomfortable thinking about letting him eat duck feet in the first bite, so he stretched his chopsticks towards the more conspicuous bean bubbles on the side.

The golden bean bubble is full of soup, and as soon as it is fished out of the bowl, a stream of soup flows down the bean bubble, and when it is moved on the chopsticks, the feeling of the soup shaking inside is transmitted to his hand through the chopsticks.

Thinking that this was the food that had just been fished out of the wok, he didn't dare to bite it directly, for fear of burning his tongue, but it was still okay to take a small bite on the bean bubble.

Hold the bean bubble close to your mouth and feel the hot aroma churning on your lips.

He opened his mouth and carefully bit off the corner of the bean bubble, and the sour taste instantly spread through the bean bubble to the tip of his tongue, making his mouth burst into a stronger craving for food.

Patiently chewing this small bite of the bean bubble, but his eyes are observing the bean bubble in his hand, the fried hollow area is soaked in a rich and sour soup, except for the golden part around it, the middle part of the inside still maintains the white that the tofu should have.

When he noticed that the juice in the bean bubble was suitable for his mouth, he quickly stuffed a whole bean bubble into his mouth.

The moment he cracked his teeth, he could feel countless warm juices splashing around, rinsing and satisfying his body's constant thirst signals.

It was an indescribable taste, the first thing I noticed at first was the sourness and pungency that spread throughout the mouth, as if it could only be relieved by constant inhalation.

This is followed by the mellow aroma and mellow aroma that comes from the fusion of this dish, and all the flavors are mixed together to form its unique taste.

Even the outer skin of the bean bubble is crispy and a little chewy when bitten, but the white part inside is extraordinarily soft and tender, as if it is the existence of two worlds.

Zheng Wan, who was sitting opposite him, didn't bother to observe Cui Zhiyun's slow movements after being immersed in the food.

Her first choice for this dish is, of course, duck feet, especially this kind of duck feet that are fried first and then boiled, which are already filled with soup, and she can absorb the full of fragrant soup in one bite.

Her appetite was instantly opened by this fragrance, and although the skin of the duck's feet looked very tough, she gently tore it with her teeth and immediately entered her mouth.

The stew was so soft that it disappeared in your mouth with little chewing.

At the same time, the part hidden inside is also exposed, and the texture is a little slippery when you bite into it, and you can feel the gelatinous texture on the duck's feet.

As soon as the teeth were cut off, the duck foot meat was transferred back and forth in the mouth several times, and the bones inside were easily spit out by Zheng Wan effortlessly, which is the benefit that long-term stewing can bring, so that it does not look unsightly to eat.

But the next time I eat snails, I am a little out of Zheng Wan's control.

Although she wanted to suck the meat inside the snail on the chopsticks in her mouth quietly, the sucking force was small, and she could only suck up the soup poured into the snail, and she couldn't eat anything else.

Under several failures in a row, she directly didn't care about her face, and sucked hard.

"Shhh

The snail meat that was originally tightly hidden flew into her mouth in an instant, and she took advantage of the situation to cut off the inedible part and eat the chewy and very delicious snail meat into her mouth.

Cui Zhiyun, who was sitting opposite her, noticed this scene and recalled that Zheng Wan had mentioned the name of the dish just now.

If he doesn't even eat the main ingredients, isn't it a bit of a waste of the essence of this dish?

And eating this snail is always more elegant than eating red crayfish, so when he deliberately ignored the sound, he picked up a snail, aimed at the position, and took a deep breath.

The meat hidden inside instantly flew to his mouth, and he imitated Zheng Wan's movements, and finally ate the food he had in mind.

The surface of the snail meat is also stained with sour, spicy and mellow soup, which perfectly conceals its original fishy smell, and when you eat it, you can only feel the unique taste of the snail meat and the umami itself.

Cui Zhiyun's smoking sound is not small, which violates his consistent principle of eating and not sleeping.

In the eyes of the world, it was an extremely unsightly act, so his face subconsciously tensed, trying to suppress the shame that spread from the bottom of his heart.

couldn't help but raise his eyes to observe Zheng Wan opposite, but found that the other party was more heartfelt than he thought.

Maybe it's because he heard the voice he just made, and now Zheng Wan doesn't care about eating snails, almost one bite at a time, and his ears are full of "chattering" sounds caused by sucking snail meat.

I don't know why looking at Zheng Wan like this, Cui Zhiyun's heart couldn't help but ripple, and he couldn't help but join in this snail sucking competition.

After a while, the two of them were piled up with snail shells in front of them, and there was not much food left in the bowl.

It can be said that this meal for two people is very satisfying, and in the end, Cui Zhiyun also knew that the most important thing in this dish should be the sour bamboo shoots that are not mentioned in the name of the dish, which is the most essential part of this dish, and most of the fragrance comes from it.

After this lunch, Zheng Wan lay on his bed, contentedly touched the silver peanuts that Cui Zhiyun had given him just now, and began to calculate his existing savings, and how much silver she could earn a day if she had a big customer like Cui Zhiyun every day.