Dali Temple Small Dining Room

Chapter 73 Rice Cake (2)

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan nodded. Such trivial matters were naturally taken care of by them, and they said, "Master Wen, just go on your own!"

Wen Mingtang nodded and wrapped a piece of rice cake in oil paper. He was obviously planning to eat it on the way. After taking two steps, he turned back and went to the kitchen.

The glutinous rice balls that were being distributed in front of the counter subconsciously looked through the square holes in the wall to the kitchen, only to see Wen Mingtang raise his head and pause for a moment at the row of kitchen knives that were sharpened every day, and then actually took out one of his own. The slender boning knife was taken away.

The glutinous rice balls that were serving the morning meal were stunned for a moment. When they came back to their senses, they could only see Wen Mingtang's leaving figure.

Master Wen is going out, why should he bring a boning knife? Tang Yuan was startled for a moment, but after a pause, he immediately found the reason: the cook! It doesn’t even seem to be a problem to bring someone to eat with you!

The more I thought about this reason, the less wrong it became. Tangyuan nodded seriously and continued to share the food.

The bell of Chen hour rang, and the public kitchen of Dali Temple gradually became lively. Master Wen, who was always seen in the past, was not here today, which naturally aroused many people's inquiries.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after learning that Wen Mingtang was only out for business.

I finally found a public chef who cooks such delicious food, but don’t run away!

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality! If there were no Master Wen, only Sun and Wang would be left alone every day, how would people live their lives?

Wen Mingtang, who was being talked about, was currently eating the rice cake in his hand and walking across Chunfeng Street towards the Folk Music Jiaofang.

Places like Jiaofang only get lively at night. Now that the sun has just risen, there are naturally not many people on the long street near Jiaofang in broad daylight.

Most of the people on the street, such as maids and handymen, were shopping. Occasionally they yawned and looked miserable.

Due to the special nature of the monastery, these people had their day and night reversed compared to ordinary people. As a result, Wen Mingtang, who was holding up a rice cake and eating it with great energy, seemed a little out of place among them.

Because she was out of place, the maids and servants passing by would occasionally cast their eyes on her, but after seeing her gray linen robe, they averted their eyes.

Wen Mingtang squatted down by the alley diagonally opposite the entrance of the teaching workshop and looked at the people coming out of the entrance of the teaching workshop.

After finishing a piece of rice cake and wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, a maid came out of the workshop.

Although she is obviously dressed as a maid, her dress is much better than that of the maids all over the street. If it weren't for the easy-to-walk-in Hufu dress that is not suitable for dancing, I am afraid it would be better than some singing dancers. Wear more gorgeous clothes.

Compared with ordinary maids who may be cautious, listless or have a calm expression, this maid's face shows an arrogance rarely seen in the other maids next to her.

This expression... is exactly the same as what I saw in Sushan shop.

It's finally out, she's the one waiting for it! When Wen Mingtang saw the maid, he stood up and walked over.

The maid who was about to go to a nearby restaurant to buy the morning meal unexpectedly saw someone walking straight towards her. She frowned instinctively and said, "You don't have eyes. It disturbs Miss Xiu's interest in eating the morning meal. You Can you afford it?"

Wen Mingtang, who was scolded, looked at her and smiled. When he was about to speak, he saw the maid waving her hand away: "Who are you? Why don't you get away quickly?"

It seemed that he didn't recognize her.

The arrogance in Risushan's shop that day didn't seem to be directed at her specifically, but towards everyone.

Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, remained silent, raised his eyes again, looked at the maid in front of him, and said, "I want to meet that beautiful girl of yours!"

As soon as she said these words, she provoked a sneer from the maid. She rolled her eyelids, glanced at Wen Mingtang, slapped her nose with her hand in disgust, and said, "It smells like oil. What a shame for us beautiful girls." You can meet people whenever they want?"

There's nothing I can do about the oily smell. After all, I've been making rice cakes all morning, and even if a fairy covered in the scent of flowers runs around the kitchen, I'm afraid there will be some smell on it.

Wen Mingtang looked at her and asked, "Is your beautiful girl's name Wen Xiutang?"

The maid was startled after hearing this sentence. Before she could ask how she knew, Wen Mingtang said: "My name is Wen Mingtang, and you Miss Xiu is my elder sister!"

The maid came back to her senses and was stunned for a moment. This time she looked at Wen Mingtang intently. Seeing the greasy look on her linen robe, her relaxed brows subconsciously knitted together again. The brows got tighter and tighter. , when he saw the face covered by thick bangs, he paused and couldn't help but shook his head. Then he slightly suppressed the disgust in his eyes and said, "I'll go buy it for our show girl first." Eat in the morning, wait until you go back and ask Miss Xiu, just wait here!"

Wen Mingtang nodded in response, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley where she was staying. She always had good ears, and heard the maid behind her whisper: "She is also the sister of Miss Xiu after all. Her appearance is far worse than that of Miss Xiu." Now, I smell so bad, just like the cook in the kitchen."

Wen Mingtang couldn't help but curl her lips when she heard this: This maid is quite discerning! She is indeed a cook.

He walked to the entrance of the alley and squatted down.

Watching the maid enter the restaurant, a moment later, she walked out carrying an exquisite food box and walked directly into the classroom.

Wen Mingtang squatted on the ground and waited for a while. Soon, the maid came out of the classroom. Probably because the sun was too bright, he didn't come over. He only waved at her from a distance and motioned for her to come over.

Wen Mingtang stood up, walked over "as soon as she was called", walked up to the maid and asked, "My clan sister..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the maid. She frowned and said: "Don't shout randomly, call me show girl." After saying that, she turned and turned aside with Wen Mingtang.

Wen Mingtang glanced at the open door of the monastery and asked the maid: "Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

"You can't go through the main entrance!" the maid said.

Wen Mingtang raised an eyebrow: Some powerful people have rules that only the powerful can enter through the door, but no one else can. But where does this rule come from in a place like the Folk Music Jiaofang? Accessible to everyone.

The maid glanced at her and said, "What do you know? Our show girl is the number one in the folk music studio. There are many people who are jealous of our show girl openly and secretly! You walked in from the main entrance in such a arrogant way, and you shouted If people see it, won't it give us a clue as to the show girl?"

Wen Mingtang was silent and said "oh" to express that he understood.

The maid led her around the main entrance and towards the back entrance of the secular music studio.

On the way there, he warned her again: "Just go through the back door. If you meet someone and someone asks, I will say that Miss Xiu has had a bad appetite recently and has found a cook. Then you can say that you are the Xiu girl." The girl is the cook who makes snacks, do you know?"

Wen Mingtang nodded and said with a smile: "I am a cook!"

Maid: "..."

After glancing at her, the maid led Wen Mingtang to the back door of the Jiaofang and walked in through the slightly closed back door of the Jiaofang.

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