Chapter 26 Scallion Noodles (3)

As soon as the words fell, the boy's distraught voice came out: "Good cook, I knew you were with Lin Fei! Do you know who I am? You beat me..."

"It wasn't you who hit me!" Through the prison door, a girl's voice came over, interrupting him, "The hand holding my arm is very rough, both the fingers and the palm, so you The temper of yelling, beating, and killing can be seen as a son of a wealthy family who is used to being pampered. Such a rough hand is not like yours. What's more, when that hand grabbed me just now, I noticed that his robe seemed to be It's rough linen, how can you young master wear such clothes?"

In the prison cell, the young man glanced at Shuangxi, who was covering his hands in pain and grinning, his eyes fell on Shuangxi's robes, and he said, "When I'm out, I'll buy you two clothes! After all, I'm someone next to you." , lest you lose face by taking it out!"

Shuangxi covered her hands and dared not speak.

It was just now that the young master asked him to do it. He said that the young master himself is a man, and good men don't fight with women, so he asked Shuangxi to do it.

So, it seems that his double love is not a man anymore?

But there's no other way, the young master told him to arrest him.

In the end, he was caught, but the cook was beaten instead.

Sure enough, she is a cook who is used to rough work! The hand looks like the hand of an ordinary little girl, and it hurts too much when you hit someone, it hurts more than when you hit someone with the palm fan. I don't know how to hit someone.

So, don't listen to that cook's voice, she definitely looks like a yaksha. Shuangxi felt aggrieved as he touched his sore hand.

After the cook outside said this, she led the people away.

Shuangxi looked at his young master with a bitter face, smelling the two bowls of noodles placed in the mouth, couldn't help but take a deep breath, swallowed, and said, "Master, this side..."

It has become like this, the young master should not eat the food made by the cook! If you don't eat it, just give it to him!

"Of course I have to eat this noodles!" The young man picked up the two bowls of noodles, walked to the prison bed and sat down, and said viciously, "That cook is so vile, it's hard to stop my father from swallowing both bowls of noodles." The hatred in my heart!"

Double Happiness: "..."

Is there such a reason? When did the young master Chaoshi made by this cook not eat two people's portions alone? Today he even found such an excuse!

"Hey! This cook is a little bit hateful, but the food cooked here is really delicious, and I don't know how to do it!" The young man lowered his head to eat the noodles, and said as he ate, "But Lin Feimo must think that the food sent out like this My cook, just relying on this little food can make me obediently accept my fate. Staying in this prison, I will still find a way to get out!"

Shuangxi glanced at the boy who was eating alone, and squatted aside aggrievedly watching him swallow his saliva.

Is it possible to get out of this prison as soon as you want? Don't think too much, young master!

...

When I returned to the lobby of the public kitchen after delivering the food, it was the first time I saw someone waiting for the food in the lobby.

As soon as Wen Mingtang and the others came back, the servant who came to buy soybean milk and fried dough sticks yesterday hurriedly said, "It's finally here! Is it noodles for today's morning meal? I see that there are noodles on your desk."

Wen Mingtang glanced at the desk and said, "It's noodles with scallion oil!"

Scallion noodles? The guard was startled: "Is it delicious?"

A Bing and the glutinous rice balls nodded together: "It's delicious!"

Is not this nonsensical? Can Master Wen make it delicious?

"Then..." the guard hesitated for a moment, and said, "Give me three bowls!" He rubbed his belly with a smile, and said, "One bowl is not enough for me."

Of course, Zhao You is the clearest about how big his appetite is.

Seeing that the cook walked to the counter and put the noodles into the pot, then scooped them up, poured sauce, scallions, and scallions, and finally put them in his food box, and said: "Mix well and eat. "

The guard nodded, looked down at the three bowls of extremely simple but delicious scallion noodles in the food box, swallowed, resisted the urge to do it on the spot, and closed the lid. When he left, he saw Wen Mingtang's red arm and asked casually, "What happened to Master's hand? Was it burnt?"

"Of course not!" Ah Bing and Tang Yuan said together.

"Didn't the young master with the boy in the innermost cell do it?" Speaking of this, Tang Yuan was still a little annoyed, "When delivering a meal, the boy was ordered to arrest Master Wen, yelling that Master Wen and Lin Shaoqing were in the same group, If you don't let him out, you won't let Master Wen go..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the guard carrying the food box, turned around and left.

The guard was tall and burly, with very long legs, and he disappeared out of the door after a few steps.

The glutinous rice balls got stuck in the middle of the conversation: It was the guard who asked the question, and he was also the one who ran away before anyone finished speaking. This is too rude!

"Forget it!" Wen Mingtang said, put the specially boiled scallion oil in a bottle and handed it to A Bingtong glutinous rice balls, and said to the two, "When making noodles at home, add two spoonfuls, and it will last for a few days."

A Bingtong Tangyuan was overjoyed when he heard this sentence, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master Wen!".

I have taken all the food for the past two days, and I can't take it back. What's more, if you take it home, the stuffed ones are not as delicious as eating them on the spot, so it always makes people feel a little bit grudges.

Now that I have this bottle of scallion oil, I can take it home and ask my family to taste the delicious morning food made by Master Wen.

...

But Zhao You, who said that he ran out of the public kitchen in three steps and two steps, went directly to find Lin Fei with the food box.

Lin Shaoqing liked the soy milk fritters yesterday very much. The newly recruited chef seemed to have some skills, and even he himself was thinking about the daily meal.

"The cook made noodles with scallion oil today!" Zhao You took a deep breath and said, "It looks so simple, but it's too fragrant!"

While talking, Lin Fei had already taken out a bowl of noodles mixed with scallion oil, took a handkerchief from his hand, wiped the chopsticks carefully, and when he was about to eat noodles, he heard Zhao You say, "Lin Shaoqing, the little county king in the prison is embarrassing that The cook is gone. When I went to buy the court food today, I saw that the cook’s hands were red, and I heard that she was suddenly caught by the people around the little county king when she was delivering the court food.”

Zhao You shook his head as he spoke, mixed the noodles, put a chopstick in his mouth, exclaimed "delicious", and couldn't help but regretted: "The cook is so good at cooking, if the hand injury , it will be bad if we can’t make any eclipse tomorrow!”

Lin Fei at the side ate noodles slowly, without saying a word.

Zhao You was not surprised by this either. Lin Shaoqing has always been like this, she can't eat or sleep without talking!

After eating the court food, when Zhao You was about to go down with the food box, he heard Lin Fei say, "Go and call Liu Yuan, I have something to say to Liu Yuan!"

Zhao You said "Oh" and went out. Not long after, Liu Yuan, who had just arrived at Dali Temple and hadn't had time to sit down, came over.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Lin Fei ask before saluting: "How is the investigation of the case of the little county king in the prison going?"