Chapter 59 Egg-Filled Cake (2)

Today's breakfast ingredients are still the same as the previous two days. Before Wen Mingtang prepared to make egg-filled pancakes, he briefly processed the carrots and diced meat.

The side dishes made with these two ingredients are not bad, but since Ji Caimai brought the ingredients, Wen Mingtang was naturally rude and picked out the lettuce, potatoes and pork tenderloin. When his eyes fell on the remaining slaughtered ducks, Wen Mingtang paused and immediately looked away.

It’s important to make breakfast first!

Wash the lettuce, cut the potatoes into shreds, scoop them out in hot water, and make cold shredded potatoes. As for the pork tenderloin, cut it into thin slices, wrap it in egg white, salt, and pepper, marinate it, and fry it in a pan.

After all the side dishes were prepared, Wen Mingtang started making breakfast.

Take out the divided dough and roll it slightly with a rolling pin, roll it into a rectangular shape, brush it with oil and fry it in a flat iron pan. Ji Caimai was originally curious about how to fill it, but when he saw the surface of the pancake suddenly swelled up as if it was inflated, he couldn't help but be surprised: "I thought it was an ordinary dough, but it's actually empty inside?"

Wen Mingtang smiled and nodded. He beat an egg, added some salt and stirred it briefly. Then he carefully poked the inflated cake surface with chopsticks. When a hole was poked, he poured all the egg liquid into it. .

So, the egg really went in! Ji Caimai smelled the aroma of eggs and wheat that gradually became enticing after frying. He swallowed subconsciously. When the cake was turned over and cooked, he started to add vegetables.

Ji Caimai brushed a layer on it and ordered doubanjiang and soybean paste. Wen Mingtang added lettuce, shredded potatoes and tenderloin in turn, then wrapped the whole cake with oil paper and handed it to Ji Caimai.

The egg-filled pancakes that have just come out of the pan are still a bit hot to the touch. Even through the oil paper, you can feel the slightly hot touch coming from your fingertips.

But smelling the aroma of egg-filled pancakes in the paper bag, Ji Caimai couldn't bear to let go. He opened his mouth and took a bite of the full-flavored egg-filled pancakes in front of him.

My first reaction after that was: the filling of eggs in this egg-filled pancake is definitely not a gimmick, it’s really delicious when done like this!

The fried pancake skin is crispy on both sides. Although it is delicious when eaten alone, after adding a layer of egg liquid in the middle, there is an extra layer of smooth and soft egg texture in the crispiness. Compared with eating it alone, the texture is better It suddenly became richer.

If you eat too much fried food, it will always feel greasy. Lettuce is the most important layer to reduce the greasy feeling. With the lettuce, you won't be bored. The potato shreds that follow are sour and spicy, which whet your appetite. After your appetite is maxed out, the marinated and fried tenderloin slides into your mouth extremely tender.

Ji Cai had a great time shopping and eating, and couldn’t stop praising her!

Today's morning meal is still popular, and before the morning meal time has passed, the egg-filled pancakes per person have been sold out.

"It's all Zhao You's fault! I came here on Lin Shaoqing's behalf and got three portions by myself!" Liu Yuan, who came a little late today, grabbed the last portion of the egg-filled pancake, and ate it while praising it and complaining. .

But I heard Wen Mingtang, who was starting to clean up the countertop, asking Ji Caimai: "Ji Caimai, can I use this duck?"

Ji Caimai picked his teeth, holding a cup of wolfberry tea in his hand and nodded: "This is just for you," he paused. As a foodie, he was keenly aware of Wen Mingtang's original intention of asking this question. , "Master Wen wants to make duck dishes?"

Wen Mingtang said: "The dumpling wrappers I have are useless today. I wanted to use them, so I asked the duck."

What duck dishes require dumpling wrappers? Ji Caimai was intrigued again and asked Wen Mingtang: "What kind of duck dish should I make?"

Wen Mingtang said: "It's called roast duck!"

Ji Caimai said "Oh" and immediately waved his hand: "Take it away, take it away!"

When Liu Yuan, who was eating egg-filled pancakes, heard this, he quickly asked: "When will Master Wen's roast duck be ready? Can you leave some for us?" He said with a grimace, "There's another case, this time I guess I won’t be able to work normally for a few days. With Master Wang’s evening meal, I will definitely be hungry at night..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Ji Caimai. He pointed to the rules set by the Internal Affairs Office to meddle in other people's business and said: "The public kitchen does not provide late night snacks."

Liu Yuan's face collapsed when he heard this. Before he could speak, he heard Ji Caimai cough suddenly and said, "Of course, if Master Wen borrows the public chef's place, it doesn't matter if he cooks it for himself!"

Liu Yuan's face suddenly lit up after hearing this sentence, and he quickly looked at Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, look at this..."

Wen Mingtang smiled and said, "Just come to the public kitchen in the evening."

With that said, he took A Bing and Tangyuan and left by the necks of the ducks.

Seeing the three of them walking out of the public kitchen with a long-necked duck in each hand, Liu Yuan couldn't help but said: "The way he walks with a duck in each hand looks quite bold!"

Ji Caimai glanced at him and said, "If you don't finish eating, you won't be able to arrive at the lobby on time today. The clerk will mark your lateness carefully!"

Liu Yuan was startled by this sentence and hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and towards the office lobby.

After slowly finishing the egg-filled pancake, Lin Fei took a few sips of tea, got up and went to find his wife.

The body was brought back yesterday, and Zuo Zuo took over the autopsy.

When he passed by, Wu Zuo was holding egg-filled pancakes to eat the morning meal. When he saw him coming, he called out "Lin Shaoqing", then pointed to the body that had been spliced ​​together on the table and said: "I don't need to say more about the cause of this man's death. Seeing how pitiful he was, I sewed him up." After saying that, he couldn't help but mutter again, "It's so pitiful!"

Lin Fei said "hmm" and walked over.

To facilitate the autopsy, the makeup on this man's face has been washed away, revealing his original face.

Judging from the appearance, he looked like he was in his twenties. The eyes that were open yesterday had been closed. After the corpse was put together by Zuo Zuo, it no longer looked as frightening as yesterday, but lay there quietly as if asleep.

Lin Fei picked up the autopsy document written by Wu Zuo and looked at it for a moment, pointed to one of the lines, and asked Wu Zuo, who was eating egg-filled pancakes: "Is there any injury on his hand?"

Wu Zuo nodded and said, "There are many scratches on my right hand."

"New injury or old injury?" Lin Fei asked.

"It must have been a scratch a day or two before his death," Wu Zuo said. "After all, he was a novice opera singer and had to practice swordsmanship. Maybe it was a scratch left at that time."

Lin Fei didn't say anything, he just walked to the right side of the corpse, raised his hand and looked at the sunlight.

Under the sunlight, the scratches on the fingers were crisscrossed. Because they were almost healed, it was hard to tell whether it was the lines between the fingers or the scars.

The sun fell on Lin Fei's face. He looked at the hand, as if he was stunned and motionless.

Wuzuo glanced at Lin Fei, and when he was about to continue eating the egg-filled pancake in his hand, he heard Lin Fei suddenly say: "He has something to say."