MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 5 Egg Fried Noodles (2)
Chapter 5 Egg Fried Noodles (2)
Zhao Lian just took a big mouthful of fried noodles, and had no time to speak, so she had to "woo woo" twice.
It's a pity that although Liu and Zhao Lian are mother and daughter, they are still far from the same heart as mother and daughter.
Unable to understand the meaning of Zhao Lian's "woo woo", Liu pushed Zhao Lian aside and stepped forward to block Wen Mingtang.
She put her hands on her hips and sneered at Wen Mingtang: "Who told you to use my meat privately?"
Wen Mingtang smiled, picked up the plate of fried noodles, put it in front of Mrs. Liu, and pulled it a few times with chopsticks.
The aroma of the already fragrant and domineering fried noodles went straight to Liu Shi's nose. Even though he was angry and distressed about those pieces of meat, his body was still instinctively attracted by the smell of fried noodles, and Liu swallowed it. After drooling a few times, "Mung Bean Big Eyes" stared at the fried noodles delivered to him without moving away.
Wen Mingtang picked up a chopstick and started to fry the noodles, and the fried noodles were closer to Liu's mouth, which seemed to be no more than one mouth away.
Mr. Liu rolled her eyes: What are you doing? Think you want to bribe her with a bowl of food? dream…
The fried noodles with chopsticks feigned a shot, leaned in front of Liu Shi, then quickly moved away from her, and sent it into another mouth.
Wen Mingtang, who was eating fried noodles with chopsticks, smiled at Mrs. Liu and said, "Auntie, have you seen it? There is no meat in it!"
Zhao Lian, who was pulled aside by Mrs. Liu, also swallowed the fried noodles with chopsticks in her mouth at this time, and hurriedly said: "Mother, Sister Wen doesn't use your meat!"
The bowl of fried noodles is so close to Mrs. Liu, naturally Mrs. Liu can't see if there is meat in it.
After that feint shot, Liu swallowed again, and said with a blue face, "What do you know? Eggs don't cost money?"
Zhao Lian said: "Sister Wen brought the eggs herself!" After saying that, she pointed to a few eggs in the oil paper bag by the stove.
Mrs. Liu's eyes paused on those huge eggs, and then sneered again: "The vegetable leaves and onions in there..."
"It's all brought by Sister Wen herself!" Zhao Lian blushed with shame, couldn't help but glanced at Mrs. Liu complainingly, and muttered, "Mother, you are too much! Sister Wen is here as a guest, why? Do you want people to bring their own eggs and vegetables?"
Mrs. Liu gave her a hard look, and cursed, "Eat the inside out!" After that, he looked at Wen Mingtang with a sneer, turned and left.
After leaving the kitchen door, Mrs. Liu went to the front without looking back.
Zhao Dalang in front had just finished eating noodles and was clearing the table.
Mrs. Liu, who failed to find fault, stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Dalang by the ear, raised him in front of him, and began to curse!
"You useless bastard! You can't even control a girl! Look at that girl surnamed Wen, who cooks noodles in the back and treats this place as her own home!" When Liu said this, she was furious. He rushed to his chest, especially thinking of the action of Wen Mingtang smilingly waving his face in front of her and sending it directly into his mouth, he always felt that this girl looked at the smiling Wen Tunyang, but she was very sinister inside, deliberately provoking her Woolen cloth!
"When did I, Liu Su'e, ask a little girl to ride on my face?" Liu cursed and felt puzzled, then shook her hand and slapped Zhao Dalang again, "You useless bastard..."
Before he finished cursing, someone passed by the door and poked his head in. He took a deep breath and said in surprise, "What kind of food does your restaurant cook? It's so delicious!"
Mrs. Liu turned her head with a bitter face, intending to scold the passer-by who interrupted her to teach Zhao Dalang for no reason. But when he caught a glimpse of the man wearing a navy blue official robe, the meanness on his face immediately turned into flattery, and he quickly put down Zhao Dalang who was at hand, and walked forward and said: "We are making noodles! What do you want to eat, please? ! We have been here for thirteen years!"
The official in the navy blue official robe is very young, he looks only in his twenties. Most of the way along the way is considered smooth, young and promising is inevitable, compared with ordinary people, he speaks a little less scruples, frowned when he heard this, and said straightforwardly: "How did the thirteen-year-old shop open like this?" What does it look like? It’s twilight time, the time to eat evening food. Other restaurants are almost full, why don’t you have any customers?”
The smile on Liu's face froze immediately, and his face was a little ugly. But seeing his face in a navy blue official robe, he still didn't get angry, but squeezed a smile and said: "That's because the restaurant next door is jealous of my business, and deliberately crowds out my house! Those few signs of my house The food was taught by the chef in the palace! Can it be worse?"
Miyazato’s signboard still has some weight! Hearing this, the young official showed a little surprise on his face: "Really?"
"It's true!" Mrs. Liu called Zhao Dalang as she spoke, and when Zhao Dalang came over, she quickly pushed Zhao Dalang forward and said, "His biological sister is the Si Shan in the palace, her surname is Zhao, and the nobleman goes out Just inquire and find out!"
Seeing the complacent look on Liu's face, the young official raised his eyebrows, stroked his chin, and said, "It doesn't sound like a lie to hear what you said! If that's the case, I'll come to your store to try it in two days. How delicious is the dish taught by the secretary in the palace!" While speaking, he couldn't help but took another deep breath, and said intoxicated: "It's so delicious!"
After finishing speaking, he left.
Looking at the young official who walked away without spending a penny, Liu rolled her eyes: "It's really a waste of my saliva! What kind of day is two days? None of these officials is good! It's like farting, I pooh!"
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Liu Yuan didn't know that as soon as he left, he was scolded by Mrs. Liu for "nothing good", so he just rubbed his nose and went back to Dongfenglou, the only restaurant on this street that can be called a restaurant rather than a restaurant.
After entering the private room, he was still rubbing his nose, smelling the food on the table in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "When I came back just now, I passed a restaurant called Zhaoji Restaurant, and the food smelled so delicious. It's really delicious!"
"Really?" Another green-robed official Bai Zhu who was about the same age as him sitting next to him glanced at him, but he didn't believe him at all. It makes sense that the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Why have I never heard those old gourmets mention that there is a restaurant with excellent craftsmanship in the capital called Zhaoji Restaurant?"
Liu Yuan, who was being questioned, didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "I don't believe it either, but the proprietress also said that his restaurant is an old restaurant that has been open for 13 years!"
Hearing the word "old shop", Bai Zhu laughed even more happily: "That's a bigger problem! The thirteen-year-old shop opened in a corner. If the taste is really good, it would have been discovered long ago. How come you haven't even heard of it?"
"It's not just this problem! When it's time for dinner, there are more or less people sitting in the restaurants next to this street, but there is no one in her house." Liu Yuan rubbed his chin and shook his head. She shook her head and said, "The proprietress said that others were jealous of her good business and played tricks on her, which made the business so deserted."
After saying this, there was another burst of laughter.
An aged official in green robes with gray beard stroked his beard and couldn't help but click his lips: "This lie that a three-year-old child can expose has come to Liu Sicheng, the proprietress is really courageous!" Chia!"
Whether Liu Yuan, Bai Zhuyi, or the grey-haired Wei Fu are all officials of Dali Temple, they hold the post of Temple Chancellor.
Dali Temple has a total of five temple ministers, and all three are here. As for the other diners besides their three temple ministers...
Wei Fu looked at the red-robed official on the main seat, and brought Shangfeng, who had been silent all this time, into the topic: "What does Lin Shaoqing think?"
Lin Fei who was mentioned raised his eyelids, put down the rice bowl that had not touched a few chopsticks in his hand, and said: "I haven't eaten it, so I can't comment, just try it in two days!"
(end of this chapter)
