Chapter 33 Meat Floss (1)
There was an earth-shattering coughing sound in the room.
Ji Caimai, who was suddenly choked by the brown sugar juice mixed with crushed peanuts, coughed heart-piercingly, turned his head and looked at Liu Yuan angrily while coughing: "Cough cough... Liu Sicheng... cough cough, you... Why are you looking for me?"
Liu Yuan patted Ji Caimai on the shoulder and comforted him a few times perfunctorily, then his eyes fell on the only small round cake shaped like a pumpkin left on the table: "What is this? Where did you buy it?"
Ji Caimai looked at him, but Liu Yuan didn't wait for him to speak, so he couldn't help picking up the small round cake, looked at Ji Caimai who was staring at him, and said with a smile: "Ji Caimai, give me this cake Let's go! I'll buy ten and pay you back later!"
After finishing speaking, before Ji Caimai could make a sound, he took a bite, and then... his eyes lit up.
Well! He kind of knew why Ji Caimai wanted to eat behind closed doors: this pancake is crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside, not only looks like pumpkin, but also tastes like pumpkin, sweet inside, rich in taste, really delicious!
Liu Yuan finished the pumpkin pie in three mouthfuls, sucked his fingers, and asked Ji Caimai, who had a look of resentment, "Where did you buy it? I don't know when it will be open in Chang'an city." Such a small food shop."
Ji Caimai pointed at him, his fingers trembling so much that he was almost speechless.
"Buy it? I can't buy it anywhere! It was made by Master Wen, the public chef!" Ji Caimai said angrily, "I only got three in total, and I only got this one to eat, I...I...you..."
Seeing Ji Caimai's incoherent appearance, Liu Yuan was stunned: "If I remember correctly, after Lin Shaoqing's sharp eyes, there are only two masters left in our public kitchen. One is named Sun and the other is Wang. The dishes that are made can send people down directly. When did a chef surnamed Wen come?"
"It's been a few days." Ji Caimai gave him an angry look and said.
Liu Yuan was even more surprised when he heard the words: "Then why are the lunch and evening meals still the same, and the two old faces behind the counter?"
"I arranged the person at the Chaoshi stall." Ji Caimai said, with a complicated expression on his face. Facing Liu Yuan who was about to continue questioning, he confessed without waiting for him to ask, "Then Master Wen's competition Chef Zhou is more beautiful! No, it's not that she is more beautiful, but she is too much. That way... how can she look like a busy cook? If Old Man Jiang didn't show up, I don't want to keep her. So I arranged for her It's at the food stall."
Liu Yuan suddenly realized what he said in one sentence: Except for the prisoners in the prison, few people would go to the Chaoshi stall, and there would be no major troubles. That's what Ji Caimai must have thought, so he arranged for Master Wen to cook the meal.
Smacking his mouth to reminisce about the taste he had just eaten, Liu Yuan swallowed, and asked Ji Caimai: "What else has Master Wen made besides making this cake?"
Ji Caimai raised his eyelids and glanced at him, annoyed, "I've only eaten this pumpkin pancake. I heard from the jailers that there is something called oily noodles, salty soy milk and fried dough sticks, and scallion oil. All the mixed noodles are delicious.”
Liu Yuan was drooling when he heard it, and couldn't help complaining to Ji Caimai: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"I only found out today." Ji Caimai said, "Who would have thought that Chaoshi could make so many tricks? Even if she came from the palace, the Chaoshi in the palace didn't have so many tricks."
Hearing this, Liu Yuan nodded quickly and said: "That's true! I've never heard of these names of Chaoshi. I can guarantee that there are none in the entire Chang'an City."
Ji Caimai gave him a blank look, and did not forget the account just now: "I asked you to eat my cake!"
Ji Caimai said: "Even if you are greedy, you have to follow the rules. The two of them are registered, so they can't be taken away because the food is unpalatable! Otherwise, why did the first few stay here for so long? That is, Lin Shaoqing took action and sent those few to prison, so that they can be taken away!"
Liu Yuan felt helpless in what he said: the word "rule" is really an insurmountable mountain, and the trouble is tight!
Thinking of having to eat the meals of Master Sun and Master Wang for a long time to come, Liu Yuan felt a headache.
However, when he said this, he suddenly remembered: "That Zhao You ate greasy face the other morning. I asked him what he ate, and he said that he ate soy milk and fried dough sticks... Well, Zhao You! I said what's wrong with him I didn’t even eat the steamed buns I gave him today, so I went to the public kitchen to eat morning food!”
This is really one-sided... The public chef has changed his master, but he doesn't know how to tell them!
Seeing Liu Yuan's annoyed look, Ji Caimai's eyes fell on the brown sugar juice on the corner of his mouth and paused for a while, then he looked away bitterly, and said angrily: "Why is Liu Sicheng looking for me?"
Liu Yuan let out an "oh" before remembering why he came: "It's hot, the public chef is ready to make some sour plum drink!"
Ji Caimai nodded and said, "I'll go over and talk to Sun Dingren in a while."
Hearing the name of "Sun Dingren", the blue veins on Liu Yuan's forehead were about to bulge, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say much: no matter how you make things like sour plum drink, it's not going to taste good, and If you can't drink it, go!
Liu Yuan was still thinking this way when he walked out of Dali Temple to handle the case. But when it was almost dusk, he returned to Dali Temple after finishing his work, took a sip of the sour plum drink distributed by the public kitchen, and his face turned blue.
What the **** is this...? Sour and astringent, the taste is indescribable, as if drinking medicine with vinegar and sugar overnight.
I knew that I shouldn't expect too much from those two "crashing dragon and phoenix young" masters! Liu Yuan drank several cups of tea before he relieved his astringent mouth, smacked his lips, and compared the taste of the pumpkin pie he ate during the day with this one... Those jailers really got it right! It's like stepping directly into the eighteenth level of **** after climbing the ninth level.
It's a pity that Master Wen only serves Korean food! It seems that he will come early tomorrow, so that he can go to the public kitchen to eat morning food.
I just don't know about tomorrow's eclipse, what will Master Wen do? I heard that Master Wen's eclipse tricks in the past few days have never been repeated.
Wen Mingtang, who was missed by Liu Yuan, had already brought A Bing and glutinous rice **** to meet Ji Cai to buy ingredients.
When a few people came over, Ji Caimai was pointing at Master Wang who was making evening food with a sullen face, and reprimanded him: "What are you and Sun Dingren doing? When I am a public cook, I don’t need money to buy sugar and glutinous rice?"
Wen Mingtang looked at the big bucket of glutinous rice soaked in the water next to Ji Caimai and realized: After Master Sun made a delicious meal the day before yesterday, this Master Wang started wasting glutinous rice again.
Master Wang drooped his head and defended in a low voice: "I forgot about the fact that I have already scoured Jiangmi."
"Can you forget such a big thing? Did you waste the rice from the public chef?" Ji Caimai scolded, with a glance at Wen Mingtang who came over, his face lessened, and he nodded at her, Said, "Master Wen is here?"
Wen Mingtang called "Ji Caimai", and was about to speak, Ji Caimai said: "Today, Master Wang used a lot more meat for Mushi, which is a waste. Master Wen, take it back!"
I received a temporary notice from the editor that it will be on the shelves tomorrow. I am in a hurry. Let me tell you that the update will be accelerated starting tomorrow.
(end of this chapter)