Chapter 60 Roast Duck (1)

Wu Zuo was startled and ran over before he could put down the egg-filled cake in his hand.

Under the sunlight, the scars on the fingers were crisscrossed. Lin Fei suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the hand from behind. The scars that seemed messy at first connected with each other, and the lines gradually became clear.

Wuzuo's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "It's one word!"

"Cow." Lin Fei looked at the words on his hand and said.

Wu Zuo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "Does he want to say that his murderer's surname is Niu or that there is a word for Niu in his name?"

Lin Fei shook his head and said, "I don't know." He lowered his head and looked at his hand, subconsciously squeezing it slightly. I tried to use my thumb to slide between my fingers, but it was extremely painful just to make a mark with force.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and people's instinct is to shrink back when they are in pain. When he scratched his fingers with his nails, his fingers subconsciously flinched.

It would be difficult to do this unless you have a strong belief in your heart or are supported by emotions such as anger and pain.

This word was written two days before the person's death. It is obviously impossible to infer from this word that the murderer's surname was Niu or that there was the word "Niu" in his name.

Lin Fei put down his hand, looked at the man on the table for a moment, then turned and walked out.

On the way back from the temple, we had to pass through the square in the middle of Dali Temple. Dali Temple was busy at that time, and the square was empty except for the door of the warehouse. A man and a woman, two and a half-year-old girls, were guarding the warehouse. Gestures.

"We, Master Wen, want something to put the ducks in. We want to hang the ducks. Is there a bottle with a long mouth like this?"

The handyman listened with a puzzled expression, then shook his head and said, "No!"

The confused look really made people wonder if he understood.

The young girl jumped to her feet anxiously and said: "I also want a stove that can roast duck. That stove..."

"Can we stew it in an iron pot?" The handyman interrupted the two of them, pointed to the warehouse behind him, and said, "There are a lot of iron pots in the warehouse! You can stew a big goose!"

Boys and girls: "..."

When he was anxiously preparing to argue with the helper who didn't understand, he heard a clear voice from behind him.

"The morning meal has passed. Is she going to make supper today?"

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan, who were making gestures, were startled by this sound and quickly turned around. When they faced Lin Fei, they were even more frightened and hurriedly saluted and said hello.

Lin Fei said "Hmm", looked at the two of them, and asked seriously: "She makes late-night snacks?"

Ah Bing and Tangyuan looked at each other and said hurriedly: "It's not a midnight snack. It's just a meal cooked in the public kitchen, so it doesn't count as a midnight snack."

It would be bad if the internal affairs yamen's rules were messed up and others could find fault.

Lin Fei obviously understood what they meant. After hearing this, he turned around and said, "Follow me!" After that, he led the two of them and walked to another room not far from the warehouse.

Ah Bing and Tangyuan see this house every day. There is a big copper lock on the top, as if no strangers should come near it. On weekdays, no one is seen opening the lock and entering. I originally thought this was a room where debris was piled up, but it turned out that Unexpected...

Watching Lin Fei take out the key from his sleeve pocket, open the big copper lock, push the door open and walk in.

Abing and Tangyuan, who were standing outside and did not dare to enter the house, looked inside, feeling that the people they saw were a little dazzled by this glance. There were messy bottles and cans, and there were many things that they had never seen before. I don't know where Lin Shaoqing's house full of messy belongings came from.

From the messy house, Lin Fei pointed to a row of long-mouthed white porcelain bottles and asked the two of them: "Do you want a bottle like this?"

Abing nodded hurriedly with the glutinous rice balls and said, "From what Master Wen said, this is it!"

Lin Fei said "hmm", then pointed to a black and square object at his feet, and said: "This thing should be placed on the stove and can be used to roast duck."

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan were dumbfounded. When they came to their senses, they stammered: "Thank you... Many thanks to Lin Shaoqing, let's just..." After saying that, the two of them were about to step forward to lift them, but were stopped by Lin Fei. .

"Let Zhao Youlai!" He said, handed over the key, and added, "Whatever she wants in the future, she can find it inside."

When Tangyuan took the key, Lin Fei left.

The two of them were stunned for a long time before they couldn't help but murmured: "Where did Lin Shaoqing get these things?"

When Zhao You came to find Wen Mingtang carrying the square iron lump-like object, Wen Mingtang couldn't help but be stunned. He squatted down and looked at the "oven" in front of him. There was a square door directly in front of him. There was a lock on the door. When he pulled it, the empty inner box inside was revealed. The inner box is neat, and there are even a few holes on both sides for ventilation.

After looking around the "oven" several times, even Wen Mingtang couldn't help but exclaim: "Who made this? It's so awesome!"

She didn't have any expectations of finding a stove that was comparable to a modern oven. She just wanted to find a stove that was similar. The rest would be watched by someone, turning the dough from time to time.

Unexpectedly, I could find a stove like this, where I could bake directly with an iron skewer placed directly in the ventilation hole.

Zhao You, who came over to resist the stove, heard the words and spoke with pride in his tone: "We, Lin Shaoqing, had people do it."

Wen Mingtang: "..." Why would a young minister from Dali Temple do such a thing?

Just as he was surprised, he heard that Zhao You was carrying a piece of iron. Ji Caimai came in specially to see the situation and said, "It's used by Lin Shaoqing to solve the case. Sometimes when he can't figure out the progress of the case, Lin Shaoqing will ask someone to make some." Strange objects."

"He also made the wooden skewers for the barbecue last time." Ji Caimai couldn't help but sigh as he said, "Lin Shaoqing is serious and responsible in his work. It's just that the strange objects he made will be gone after he thinks about it clearly and solves the case. When there is no place to use things, it always feels a bit wasteful. But you won’t waste it when you come here!”

The emotion in his voice made everyone listen: "..."

Tangyuan handed the key to Wen Mingtang and said, "Lin Shaoqing gave it to me. He said that if you need anything, you can go there and see if you need it. If you need it, just use it."

Wen Mingtang was silent, took the key and put it away.

Ji Caimai in the other wing was already squatting on the porch looking at the roast ducks on the white porcelain bottles.

The long necks are all tilted in one direction. Master Wen still arranges the ingredients in the usual orderly manner, but it is inexplicably funny.

"It's so miserable!" Ji Caimai muttered, rubbing his belly guiltily, "But I'm already looking forward to the taste of the roast duck tonight."

It was a hot day, so after the moisture on the surface of the duck had dried, Wen Mingtang took the duck character in, poured wine, vinegar, honey and water into it and brushed it on the surface of the roast duck.

Ah Bing was having fun watching the glutinous rice balls, so he couldn't help himself, so he took over Wen Mingtang's job and started painting.

"What's the use of brushing this?" Tangyuan asked curiously.