Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 185 Stir-fried Chestnuts and Roasted Pork with Sugar ([-])

After driving away the people who came to smell the smell, Ji Caimai turned to Wen Mingtang and said, "This thing called sugar-fried chestnut is really delicious and overbearing. If you go to the street and set up a stall, I can guarantee that it will be delicious." Attract all the passers-by on the street!" As he spoke, he grabbed another handful of chestnuts fried in sugar, and began to eat them while peeling the shells.

Wen Mingtang looked at Ji Caimai who was feeling emotional in front of him, smiled, and sighed: "That's natural!"

There was a bit of rare nostalgia in that calm tone as always!Ji Caimai, who was eating candied chestnuts, looked up and looked at the girl in surprise.

Wen Mingtang naturally misses it: on the streets in late autumn, holding a paper bag of fried chestnuts in sugar, the chestnuts just out of the oven still have the warmth of ironing, throwing a peeled chestnut meat into the mouth, tsk tsk... that feeling, Yu As far as foodies are concerned, it is really the only one in autumn.

Unfortunately, this situation has not been seen in Dayong for many years!

Of course, chestnuts are obviously not the only way to eat sugar-fried chestnuts. Ji Caimai, who was eating fried sugar-fried chestnuts in a large paper bag while watching Wen Mingtang's cooking, couldn't help feeling: "I didn't expect this thing to be the same as pork meat." Let's cook together!"

"There are so many dishes that can be served with braised pork meat," Tang Yuan said, looking at the braised pork and chestnuts that were being stewed in the casserole, "Master Wen said that this braised pork meat is fried like that" Tiger skin' eggs are also delicious!"

Is the outer skin fried into a "tiger skin" egg?I haven't seen it yet!Ji Caimai's throat twitched, and said: "Then make this next time and try it!"

It was only after meeting Master Wen that I realized that everything in this world can be collided with so many delicious ingredients.

But it’s time to do more research on how to eat!Otherwise, wouldn't this little chestnut grow so big in vain?Ji Caimai swallowed a "tear" that didn't exist, and threw another chestnut into the mouth: This sugar-fried chestnut is really delicious!

The roasted pork with chestnuts was still simmering slowly in the casserole, but the pot of stir-fried chestnuts cooked by A Bing had already been sold out quickly.

Zhao You, who snatched a big bag first, quickly ran to Lin Fei's house with the paper bag of fried chestnuts in sugar.

They trotted past with the smell of fried chestnuts in sugar. When they passed the lobby, Liu Yuan and others raised their heads and looked at Zhao You with "resentment" in their eyes.It's a pity that such a thing as "resentment", as slow as Zhao You, couldn't detect it, so he happily ran all the way to Lin Fei, split half of it with "Lin Shaoqing" to try it out.

"It's really fast!" Liu Yuan took a deep breath of the remaining aroma of sugar-fried chestnuts in the air, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I don't understand the truth that those who see have a share!"

"If he understands, he won't be Zhao You!" Bai Zhu rubbed his nose, raised the book in his hand, glanced at Liu Yuan, and called him, "Liu Yuan, I remember you have a cousin who runs a lantern shop. ?”

Following Bai Zhuyang's movements, Liu Yuan, who saw the book in his hand, couldn't help being taken aback: ""Introduction to Lamp Making"? The surname is Bai, what do you read this book for? You are planning to quit the temple. Have you changed your career to become a lamp maker?"

Hearing the words "Bugan Sicheng", everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at Bai Zhu, Bai Zhu raised the book in his hand, pretending to "throw" him with the book, and shouted: "What nonsense? When did I quit the temple? When you passed the gate today, didn’t you see the notice from the Jingzhao Mansion?”

What notice?Everyone was puzzled, gathered their minds, and continued to look at Bai Zhu.

Facing the eyes of the crowd, Bai Zhu supported his forehead, and couldn't help sighing, "Why don't you even look at the notice when you pass by the gate?"

It’s just that although everyone muttered that they “don’t look at foreign affairs”, they still held their temper and explained to everyone: “This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Jingzhao Mansion will hold a lantern festival! At that time, the leader of the lantern festival will get a reward of 300 taels!”

Upon hearing "300 taels", everyone in the hall immediately exclaimed: "So much?"

"That's right! 300 taels!" Bai Zhu nodded and said, "They've spent a lot of money in Jingzhao Mansion this year."

"So, under the heavy reward right now, someone must be holding Buddha's feet temporarily!" A small official became emotional when he heard the words, and looked at the "Introduction to Lamp Making" in Bai Zhu's hand, but couldn't help but tell the truth. "At that time, I'm afraid there will be special lamp-making masters participating. How can I wait for the temporary help, how can I compare with the special lamp-making masters?"

Bai Zhu heard the words, but glanced at him, and said: "Jingzhao Mansion said that lamp makers are not allowed to participate! I don't want to be the leader. Besides, apart from the silver rewards for the top three, I will be the top thirty. Anyone can get a beauty lamp made by the old craftsman of Qiandeng Shop!"

When they heard the beauty lamp made by the old craftsman of Qiandeng Shop, everyone in the hall took a deep breath, and the expressions that were watching the excitement just now changed to eager to try: "Really?"

Everyone's reaction was expected by Bai Zhu. He nodded and said, "Really! It's posted in black and white on the bulletin board! If it weren't for that, I wouldn't hold onto this Buddhism temporarily."

However, seeing everyone's moved expressions, Bai Zhu said again: "Everyone, do you know how the rankings of this Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival are judged?"

How can people who don't even know about the Lantern Festival know about this?
Facing the eyes of the crowd, Bai Zhu smiled, and said: "Jingzhao Mansion has a lot of gimmicks this time! One person can enter the Lantern Festival to watch the lanterns for five renminbi, and one person can get a wooden stick. Whichever one is good, the wooden stick will be thrown into the basket in front of which one, and the top three will be judged by the number of wooden sticks and the top [-]."

Hearing Bai Zhu talk about the rules of the Lantern Festival, everyone immediately sighed in disappointment: "I really thought that the Jingzhao Mansion had spent all of its money! It turned out that the wool came out of the sheep, what a big calculation! Isn't this better than Hu Peng? What is the ability to call friends?"

The truth that everyone can understand, Bai Zhuzi will not fail to understand, he said with a smile: "So, I thought that if I didn't Dali Temple, I would only sell one, and then I would vote for my own, and get the beauty The lights are hung in the lobby for everyone to see!"

In any case, the beauty lanterns in Qiandeng Shop are hard to come by, and everyone is going to watch the lanterns, so it is not a waste of the five cents to get a beauty lantern back together.

This proposal is the best, and everyone in the hall responded one after another. Wei Fu, who was reading the "Tea Classic" with an old god beside him, couldn't help laughing and said: "There is only one Mid-Autumn Festival in a year, so it's time to join in the fun .”

But even though it's for fun, the lantern can't be too unsightly, and Dali Temple's face will be a bit embarrassing at that time!
Therefore, this lantern must look good!Whether it looks good or not, the surface of the lamp is of course important!
"Who will paint the paintings on this lamp?" Bai Zhu looked at the crowd and asked, "Is there anyone among us who is good at painting?"

As soon as these words came out, the voices that were chattering at the beginning suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. After a long while, someone smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid there is no..."

"Why not?" Liu Yuan interrupted him, raised his hand, pointed to the outside, and said proudly, "Our Lin Shaoqing's paintings are pretty good!"

(End of this chapter)