Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

This question confused Lin Fei.

Master Xing on the opposite side was puzzled that Lin Fei would ask this question.

"Lin Shaoqing," Master Xing looked at Lin Fei, and said what he believed in in his bones, "If this matter is found out, won't we lose our lives?"

Lin Fei looked at Master Xing and frowned.

Master Xing twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "Emperor Jing's position is not right, and the first emperor chosen by Emperor Jing is not right. The first emperor is not right, and the current majesty is not right. Even if the current majesty is a saint, Lin Shaoqing thought he would want this matter to be dismissed." Turn it out?"

This incident itself is a shady matter, and everyone related to this shady matter is also shady.

"My mother has been avoiding the government all her life. Even if she was plotted by those cannibalistic relatives to embezzle the family's wealth, she did not dare to go to court. It is because this matter is not visible." Master Xing looked out of the window when he said this. Falling out of the window to the courtyard illuminated by the sun, he murmured, "Our existence is invisible to the government."

Once the old events of 60 years ago are brought up again, it will be their death.

"Xing has not been in the Hou family for a long time, but he also sees Lin Shaoqing's actions. I know Lin Shaoqing, although you were born in the Hou family, you are a good official who cares about ordinary people." Master Xing sneered when he said this He let out a sigh and said, "When people encounter injustice and bullying, they can find a good official like Lin Shaoqing to uphold justice, but we don't even have such rights."

"Although I don't have such rights, at least I'm still alive." Master Xing paused and laughed at himself when he said this, "If this matter is found out, we will become a luxury even if we live. I hope they will find out the old affairs in Xianyang."

Therefore, even though he was a regular person, he was also what he wanted to see.

Regarding this, Lin Fei only glanced at him, and asked back: "Master Xing, have you never thought that hiding like you are the most insecure?"

It is because the people don't know their existence, so it is the easiest to solve them. As long as the living people are solved, they become dead people, and the secret will become a secret forever.

"This matter is very involved. As you said, Your Majesty is not a saint, and he doesn't want this matter to be revealed. But if it is revealed by accident, I can't do anything to you." Said At this point, Lin Fei lowered his eyes, thinking of Lao Yuan who was implicated for no reason and died in Xianyang, sighed, and said quietly, "No emperor can turn a blind eye to such doubts, he must prove himself. So Come on, you can't die anymore."

It has to be said that different people have different views on the same thing.

Lin Fei is not a person who likes to hide in the shadows for a lifetime, and his coping methods are different from those of Master Xing and others.

Master Xing was taken aback when he heard this, with a dazed expression on his face, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if he was also thinking about what Lin Fei said.

I have to say that although Lin Fei's words were something he had never thought of before, it might not be impossible.

Of course, the matter has come to this point, and it is too late to say anything.

……

Lin Fei ate a spring pancake for nearly half an hour, but Wen Mingtang baked the pancake without haste.

It's not that Wen Mingtang deliberately dawdled, it was Zhao Sishan's gourd chicken that took a lot of effort.

It is first boiled and then steamed, and then it is fried in the last step.

Zhao Sishan brought the soaked gourd chicken out of the steamer, and then brushed a thin layer of batter on the steamed chicken.The batter was yellow, but it didn't use eggs like Wen Mingtang to mix it into such a color, but the cornstarch mixed with the brewed gardenia water made the golden color.

The same thing, different cooks have different techniques and habits.

While Wen Mingtang was making pancakes, he devoted some time to watching the last step of Zhao Sishan's gourd chicken cooking - deep frying.

The oil is vegetable rapeseed oil. After it is cooked to eighth maturity, put the chicken with a thin layer of batter into the oil pan. When frying, the chicken is placed in the sieve and put into the oil pan along with the sieve. , It is also convenient to take out the chicken at any time and control the heat.

Seeing that the surface was relatively calm at first, but the oily surface with small oil bubbles underneath was rushing up like waves the moment it was put into the oil pan under the fence, the corners of Wen Mingtang's lips curled up subconsciously, following the oil pan What is surging inside is the unique fragrance of twigs.

Wen Mingtang stopped paying attention to Zhao Sishan's fried gourd chicken, and turned his attention to the tableware that Zhao Sishan had prepared for the gourd chicken.

This is a set of specially made teapots and cups, but it is not used to hold tea, but to hold the chicken soup that is filtered out from the first boiled chicken. Drinking chicken soup before eating gourd chicken can also be regarded as "the original soup is transformed into the original" "Food", the empty banana leaf pottery plate next to the tea set containing chicken soup is to put the fried gourd chicken, and next to the banana leaf plate is the dipping sauce that is ground into granules of pepper and salt.

Although it's just one dish, the ostentation of serving it on the food table is not inferior to Wen Mingtang's large plate of spring dishes that has a lot of vegetables and meat spread out like noodles.

Of course, looking at such an elaborate ostentation, one knew that this dish was made by Zhao Sishan in the palace, and it was one of her special skills.

Seeing the spring plate and gourd chicken standing almost in half on the food table, Wen Mingtang suddenly felt a little funny and wanted to laugh.

This situation... really has the taste of two cooks working together to learn their skills.

Fold the last baked cake in his hand into a fan shape and stack it on the spring plate for easy access. Wen Mingtang watched Zhao Sishan take out the fried gourd chicken and put it on the banana leaf plate. Then I got up and went to call Tang Yuan and A Bing to have lunch.

The glutinous rice balls and A Bing in that room also tossed out a round lantern while they were making lunch, and glued two pricked ears on top of the lantern, and drew a mouth with a brush, one of which was not too big. The neat rabbit lamp is ready.

Although they are not comparable to the lanterns sold on the streets outside, but because they are made by themselves, the glutinous rice balls are so fond of them that they are held in their hands all the time, reluctant to put them down, until Wen Mingtang came to ask her to have dinner with A Bing, and then reluctantly put them down Lantern in hand.

When they came over, when they saw the spring plate and gourd chicken that were "equally sharing the food table" as they were discussing cooking skills, both A Bing and Tangyuan were stunned. They subconsciously looked up at Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan who were cooking. The man was leaning shoulder to shoulder on the stove with a smile on his face, and then he murmured: "I thought Master Wen and Zhao Sishan were going to quarrel over cooking!"

"Where is it?" Zhao Sishan took a sip of the green plum wine Wen Mingtang handed over, tasting the sweet and sour fruit wine with a strong green plum aroma, and said lightly, "If two cooks stay together, they must make a living. If the culinary skills are improved, the imperial dining room in the palace will be like a sieve!"

The fact is that gourmet food is not a thing that must be earned, but has different tastes for different people, and each has its own merits.

Well, the tastes of diners are also different, so, her exquisite palace dishes and Mingtang girl's constantly new and novel dishes, it happens to be able to prop up a restaurant.