Chapter 61 Roast Duck (2)

Wen Mingtang said: "The crispy baked skin will depend on it, so I called for crispy skin water."

After brushing it twice with crispy water and letting it dry, Mu Shi's chef started the meal.

Ji Caimai sat on the porch without moving. Instead, he pinched two pieces of pastry and put them into his stomach to pad his stomach a little. He said, "I won't go to eat the evening meal anymore. Let's wait for this roast duck."

Wen Mingtang squatted in front of the row of ducks and looked at it. After confirming that it was indeed dry, he took the ducks in, stuffed sliced ​​apples, pears and small pieces of soaked steamed buns into the duck's belly, and finally sealed it with a small wooden sign. Finished.

When he was sealing his mouth, a voice came from behind him: "It's a good technique!"

Wen Mingtang, who had not yet reacted, only saw the faces of Ah Bing and Tangyuan Tongji Caimai who were facing him change at the same time, and they looked at the person behind Wen Mingtang.

Wen Mingtang turned around in surprise, only to see an old man with a stubble staring at Wen Mingtang's way of sealing the duck and praising him.

Wen Mingtang didn't know why, so he thanked him. When he was about to speak, he saw Ji Caimai's face turned pale: "Old Wu, this is a place to eat! If you talk nonsense carefully, I will fall out with you!"

The old man who called Lao Wu said "Oh" and sighed with a look of contentment on his face, saying: "Forget it! What are you doing?"

Ah Bing said: "It's called roast duck."

"When can we eat it?" Lao Wu asked again.

"It's night time." Wen Mingtang said, "It's time for the evening meal."

The old man nodded, turned and left.

After the old man left, Wen Mingtang put the duck in the "oven" and asked Ji Caimai, "Who is he?"

Ji Caimai said: "The widower in the yamen is named Wu Bucai."

Wen Mingtang: "..."

No wonder when she sealed the duck just now, Wu Bucai's compliment made everyone change their faces.

"I know that Old Wu can't appear in a place like this. If I ask him to say a few more words, who can still eat?" Ji Caimai snorted coldly.

Wen Mingtang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He walked aside and took the dumpling wrappers sent by the Internal Affairs Office. After brushing the layers with oil, he folded them up and rolled them out thinly with a rolling pin and put them on the steamer.

Abing had never seen the dumplings made in this way before. After waiting for them to be put into the pot, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the translucent white dough: "Is this a dumpling wrapper?"

Wen Mingtang said "hmm" and said, "I'll use it to wrap the roast duck later."

After hearing this, Ah Bing and the glutinous rice balls subconsciously looked at the iron box. Through the ventilation hole, he saw the "duck brothers" who were beginning to roast and were sizzling with oil. He became more and more expectant.

Don’t be afraid of being late for a good meal, just wait!

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Thinking about Wen Mingtang's roast duck, Liu Yuanmu didn't use much food, so he went to Lin Fei with Bai Zhu holding the file.

When he entered the room, Lin Fei was sitting behind the table flipping through a book. Liu Yuan glanced at the cover - "Outline of the Organization".

Liu Yuan couldn't help but sigh after seeing it: Shangfeng really has a wide range of knowledge. After studying medical books last time, he started studying organ skills again.

Seeing the two people coming in, Lin Fei looked up at them and said, "Tell me about it!"

Liu Yuan said "Oh" and looked at Bai Zhu beside him.

Bai Zhu handed the file to Lin Fei. Lin Fei's eyes fell on the three words "playing with puppets" on the file and he paused.

Seeing Lin Fei reading the annotations made by the two of them on the file, Liu Yuan hurriedly said: "The name was chosen blindly. I just saw him hanging there yesterday and inexplicably thought of the string puppet on the stage, hence the name." "

Lin Fei nodded and said, "Yeah," and said, "The name is a good one!"

Bai Zhu and Liu Yuan couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this: Shangfeng rarely expresses his position on such trivial matters. This is the first time!

Lin Fei didn't say anything and just opened the file in front of him.

Bai Zhu began to speak.

"The man who died on the stage was called Fuzi. He was a handyman at the post station outside Chang'an City. He had nothing special in his past. According to the clerks at the post station and the handyman, although he didn't talk much, he was also diligent in his work. He ran to Before the opera troupe started to sing, Leader Huang even asked for a few days' leave from the inn, and it seemed that he was planning to go back." Bai Zhu said.

When Lin Fei heard this, he asked, "Where are his family members?"

"Just about to say this," Bai Zhu said, his expression became subtle, "He is an orphan."

The play she sang was called "The Orphan of Zhao", and the dead Fuzi was also an orphan. It's hard not to think of something.

"It is said that he was thrown at the door of the inn when he was born. There happened to be an old handyman in the inn. He couldn't bear it, so he took him back and raised him as a child. When he was older and the old handyman died, he took his place. I took the old handyman's job and worked as a handyman at the inn." Bai Zhudao said, "The name Fuzi was given by the old handyman because he had good thoughts and expectations."

"Except for the fact that Fuzi has been running to the troupe since last year to ask people to sing in operas, he has always been the same as in the past." Bai Zhu said, "We went to Fuzi's residence to have a look, except for the bed and quilt used in daily life. Waiting for things and nothing else.”

Hearing this, Lin Fei suddenly asked him: "Does he have any books in his house?"

Bai Zhu was startled by the one-sentence question. After recalling it, he shook his head and said, "No."

Lin Fei asked again: "Is he literate?"

Bai Zhu and Liu Yuan were stunned at the same time. They had never thought of this before.

After a long time, Liu Yuancai said: "I think I don't know him. On the deed of the inn, everyone else's name was written, but he only pressed his fingerprint. But is it true that he doesn't know me? The two of us have to go to the inn tomorrow. Ask."

Lin Fei nodded and said "Yeah", raised his head, and his eyes fell on the book Liu Yuan held in his arms: "But the guest list from the inn?"

Liu Yuan nodded and said: "Fuzi started looking for theater troupes a year ago. I thought about it and asked the inn for all the guest lists from one to two years ago."

The roster is thick. After all, there are quite a few people staying at the inn outside Chang'an City.

Lin Fei took it and looked at Bai Zhu: "What did you ask about the Changshou Opera Troupe?"

Bai Zhu shook his head and said: "After Fuzi went to the Changshou Opera Troupe, he didn't have much interaction with other people. I heard that he didn't even talk much to Team Leader Huang. We both thought it was weird that Team Leader Huang would let him appear on the stage. I wanted to go find Team Leader Huang today. Yes, it turns out that Team Leader Huang was called to the Huaishan County Prince's Palace today to support the opera. The two of us went to inquire about it and found out that the old lady of the Huaishan County Prince's Palace was indeed celebrating her birthday today, and she was invited by the Changshou Opera Troupe. As a last resort, I have to come back first.”

Hearing this, Lin Fei nodded and said, "I know about this, but I didn't expect that the one being invited would be the Changshou Opera Troupe."

"Although the play named Huang is nothing new, the singing is still good. There are some old fans who have been listening to the play for many years." Bai Zhu said, placing a stack of compiled confessions on Lin Fei's desk and said , "Most of the people present yesterday were old theater fans named Huang. There were two people suffering from heart disease who were frightened by yesterday's performance and could not be saved."