MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 333 Roasted Pepper Preserved Eggs (3)

  Chapter 333 Roasted Pepper Preserved Eggs (3)

  The reason why each person only got one petal was not understood until Liu Yuansheng picked up half a bowl of miscellaneous grain porridge.

  Looking at only half a bowl of multigrain porridge left, plus those side dishes that hadn’t been eaten today, Liu Yuan took them away as soon as they were ready, and he hadn’t eaten those side dishes for a few days.

   After Chaoshi finished and was about to leave, Wen Mingtang stopped him and reminded Liu Yuan about the crispy pork belly.

  Liu Yuan slapped his head suddenly, only then did he remember that he had forgotten about it.

However, Liu Yuan didn't care about this, he waved his hand and said, "Lin Shaoqing will come to the Yamen today after the banquet is over. Isn't Zhao You's legs and feet better? At that time, take advantage of Zhao You to send the takeaway back to Hou It’s the government’s work, let him take it by the way.”

  Wen Mingtang frowned subconsciously when he heard the words: She felt that with Lin Fei's temperament, he might not come today until the affairs of Master Xing, Mrs. Lu and others in the Hou Mansion were clarified.

  However, Lin Fei didn't mention this matter yesterday, so it's hard to say exactly what happened, so Wen Mingtang moved his lips, but Wen Mingtang swallowed what he was about to say.

  These things are not major events where the sky is falling. The Hou Mansion is not far from the Yamen of Dali Temple.

   Seeing that Wen Mingtang stopped talking, Liu Yuan turned around and left.

  When there is a case, it is not as idle as when there is no case. He and Bai Zhu are very busy, there are too many things to do, so they don't delay any longer, and go back to work on the case.

  When the meal time was over and the public kitchen began to tidy up, he glanced at the large bowl of pepper sauce on the counter. After thinking about it, Wen Mingtang put the sauce into a clay pot and sealed it.

  The hot pepper sauce is delicious and spicy, but for everyone in Dali Temple, it can only be tasted. So... I don't think there will be many times to use this sauce. Why don't you let Zhao You bring it back to Lin Fei when he comes over to see if it suits his taste.

  Put the chili sauce aside, the morning meal time is over, and there is an hour before the lunch starts for the public chefs to rest. The meat for today's lunch was fish **** made yesterday. Wen Mingtang, A Bing and Tangyuan went to the ice cellar to get the fish balls.

  Chang'an City has never been a place where the four seasons are like spring, but the four seasons are very distinct. Chang'an City is very cold in winter, and Wen Mingtang and others have already changed into thick jackets.

When standing in the ice cellar to take fish balls, Tang Yuan couldn’t help muttering: “It’s almost the same outside as in this ice cellar, it’s just as chilly. When I think of other times when I go into the ice cellar to get something, I’ll be so cold, It's actually a little bit colder today, but I don't feel much."

  As soon as the words came out, A Bing, who was just like the wooden bucket containing fish balls, immediately nodded, and followed suit: "That's right, I don't feel anything at all!"

  Although Ah Bing’s echo was slightly selfish in wanting to please Tangyuan, it was also true.

   "It should be snowing heavily at this time of year!" Wen Mingtang followed with emotion.

This was just a casual sigh, and when the three of them came out of the ice cellar with fish balls, Tang Yuan and A Bing couldn't help laughing at the snow flakes falling from the sky, "Master Wen really said what he said It’s time to snow, isn’t it snowing?”

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  No need to go out, Tang Yuan and A Bing, who are busy in the public kitchen, naturally don’t hate snow. The four seasons rotate, and everything is covered in silver. It is a scenery that cannot be missed. It is an opportunity to feast your eyes.

  However, it was a bit of a headache for the Dali Temple officials and servants who received the news temporarily and were about to go out.

  There are not enough spare coir raincoats, so... that’s all, no more coir raincoats. The snow on the left and right bodies disappeared after shaking off twice.

  The clerk put the pen and paper for the record in the package and carried it on his back, and followed Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu out of Dali Temple.

Tang Yuan and A Bing, who were running to deliver mochi **** to the coachman Lao Yuan, caught sight of everyone going out, and only entered the public kitchen when they came back, so they rushed over and told Wen Mingtang who was reading a storybook in front of the charcoal brazier: "Listen! It is said that people from Jingzhao Mansion came to report a homicide, and the dead one was a businessman who had been interviewed while our Dali Temple was investigating the case, and my father followed him out before he even finished eating the mochi ball."

Wen Mingtang was holding the scripture book, and raised his head when he heard the words, but before she could speak, A Bing rubbed his chin and said, "Based on my many years...uh, the experience of eating melons that Master Wen said, this The case is probably an extremely complicated case, now is the time for the main culprit to silence, and kill the insider or the accomplice!"

As soon as these words came out, Tangyuan couldn't help but rolled her eyelids, rubbed her forehead, and said, "How many uncomplicated cases do we have in Dali Temple all year round? Those cases of finding outsiders and catching thieves and thieves don't belong to Dali." Temple management."

  This is true! Wen Mingtang's attention was still on the notebook in his hand, and he asked casually, "Which businessman was killed?"

"He's in the stone gambling business." Tangyuan said, pointing excitedly at Lin Fei's room, and said, "Lin Shaoqing came back after asking the businessman what he said last time, didn't he buy a few big stones and come back?" Cut it open? I heard that the dead one is called what, called...!"

  "Liu Sanqing." Wen Mingtang reminded her, because Hu Siming and Zhang Wulin's names in general order are quite special, but she remembered this name.

   "Yes, that's Liu Sanqing." Tang Yuan, who was reminded by Wen Mingtang, nodded and said, "I heard that when I passed the corner of the street last night, I happened to bump into the enemy I offended earlier, and was hacked to death by the enemy."

   After staying in Dali Temple for a long time, I have seen many murder cases: sometimes people will feel like people are dying like a lamp goes out, and they will be gone if they say nothing.

  This method of death is not as weird as those who were silenced. At least there is a murderer who can be investigated.

Wen Mingtang sighed again, and looked down at the storybook again: She is the cook of the public kitchen of Dali Temple, and what she does every day is to make lunch so that everyone who has worked all morning can have a bite of food when they come back thing.

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Liu Sanqing's body was lying on the ground like this. During the interrogation a few days ago, the shrewd businessman had turned into a cold corpse. The messy knife wounds on his body showed that the person who killed him was very confused with the knife. , is not a Lianjiazi who kills with a single knife, and he can't even tell whether he is dead or not, and there are many stab wounds caused after death.

  The guard of Jingzhao Mansion, who was handing over to Dali Temple, had already questioned him. The assailant was dressed in ragged clothes. It was winter, and his hands and feet were still exposed. From the description, he was a beggar.

"Don't look at his slovenly appearance," said an officer of Jingzhao Mansion, pointing to the imprisoned beggar, "if it was put twenty years ago, he would be a master who could spend a lot of money if he had a whim." !"

  Bai Zhu, who just came over and was sizing up the beggar, couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and said, "Then how did it become like this?"

The guard shook his head, without any nonsense, pointed at the beggar who committed the murder, and said: "He was also a stone gambling merchant at first, and he was put on the same side when he fought with Liu Sanqing. Beggar."

  The backlog of this enmity for many years is not small. It is not impossible to see the enemy passing by me begging himself proudly, and killing him in anger.

But... after looking at the beggar's skinny and hunched figure, and then looking at Liu Sanqing, who is strong and strong on the ground, Bai Zhu pointed to the beggar and asked, "He is a beggar who doesn't have enough food or clothing to keep warm. Compared with Liu Sanqing, this strength is vastly different, how did he manage to kill Liu Sanqing easily without taking any injuries?"

  (end of this chapter)