Chapter 23 Soy Milk Fritters (5)

Master Wang, who had "high hopes", was already in prison carrying a wine bottle.

Facing the servants who were working inside, Master Wang smiled and said hello: "Brothers, are you busy?"

The officer who was checking the condition of the prisoners in the cell glanced at him, said "hmm" and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Master Wang put the newly bought wine on the waiter's table and said with a smile: "I heard that Sun Dingren borrowed the candy jar in the morning. As a result, the new cook girl ran out of sugar and made it in the morning.

I have soy milk, but there is no sugar..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the servant: "No wonder Master Wen didn't give sweet soy milk and gave him salty one! It turns out that's the reason!"

Another servant clicked his tongue and said regretfully: "The soy milk is so well cooked, mellow and silky, without any beany smell. When I ate it just now, I was thinking that the sweet one must be delicious too. It turned out that it was called Sun."

It’s a stumbling block!”

Master Wang, who was listening attentively, had a slightly stiff face and was startled for a moment. He couldn't help but ask the servant: "Did Master Wen give salty soy milk in the morning?"

How to eat this salty soy milk?

"Yes!" The waiter nodded, glanced at Master Wang, and said, "Master Wen's cooking skills are really good. Master Wang, you and Master Sun need to improve a lot!"

This "improve one or two" is actually being modest. Originally, all three meals were equally unpalatable, but I tolerated it. Now, with Master Wen's cooking skills as a comparison, the cooking skills of Masters Sun and Wang are simply incredible.

It's like pig chaff, I really don't know how it was made.

Before Master Wang, who was still stunned, could react, the guard waved his hand and chased him away: "Let's go, let's go! I have something to do!"

Master Wang laughed twice and walked out of the prison with a haha.

When he got out of the prison, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you eat this salty soy milk? Do you want to put some salt in it?"

Is that delicious? How about buying some soy milk outside to try?

As soon as this idea came up, Master Wang thought he could give it a try. However, before going out, he went to the public kitchen of Dali Temple first, went in and said to Master Sun: "Sun Dingren, your plan has failed! Then the newcomer

The girl found a recipe somewhere. She didn’t have any sugar, so she used salt to make salty soy milk, which the officers were full of praise for! "

Master Sun, who was cooking, suddenly stiffened when he heard this: "What?"

"She made salty soy milk." Master Wang said, and then couldn't help but ask Master Sun, "Have you tried it?"

"How have I ever eaten that thing?" Master Sun's cooking hand shook, and he added a large spoonful of sugar to the dish. He looked at Master Wang, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you go buy a bowl on the street?

Here comes the soy milk, put some salt in it and give it a try."

Master Wang nodded and said, "That's what I meant. You wait here."

Master Sun said "hmm", looked down at the food being cooked, his hand holding the spoon was stunned for a moment, and asked Master Wang: "Did I put in the sugar just now?"

While talking, I forgot whether to put in the candy or not.

Master Wang's eyes flashed and he said, "No!"

Master Sun said "Oh" and added another spoonful of sugar.

Upon seeing this, Master Wang turned around and walked towards the door of the public kitchen. When he stepped out of the public kitchen, he couldn't help but sneered, and then quickly left the public kitchen.

The bell rang noon, and it was time to have lunch.

Dali Temple officials and guards dragged their tired footsteps into the Dali Temple public kitchen.

The dishes on the table are still the same, wilted and chewy, but the cooking skills of Master Wang and Master Sun are as stable as ever!

Without any expectation, I ordered today's lunch and returned to the table to sit down. A really hungry servant took the chopsticks from the chopstick tube on the table and immediately put a chopstick into the dish, and then let out an exclamation.

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Going to the public kitchen to have lunch every day is as tiring as going to a execution ground, and I can't bring out the slightest interest. Every mouthful of lunch tastes like chewing gum, so that everyone is listless when eating.

At this moment, someone suddenly heard an exclamation. The officials and police officers who had just put down their bowls and chopsticks and were about to use them all looked towards the person who made the exclamation.

But I saw a guard vomiting out the food in his mouth, looking for water to drink, and shouting: "What is this? Is this edible? It's so sweet!"

After eating all the pig bran in the past, why did he spit it out in one gulp? Could it be that Master Sun, who has always performed stably, can still perform abnormally today?

The moment the guard screamed in surprise, Master Sun's face turned pale. He instinctively picked up a chopstick of vegetables with the chopsticks in his hand and put it into his mouth. Then he spit it out in one gulp. His face turned gray and extremely ugly.

Damn it, Wang Junshan! He knew that this old guy was not a good guy. While he made an agreement to target the new cook externally, he secretly did not forget to give him a stumbling block!

However, before he could curse Wang Junshan, the officials and servants of Dali Temple who all dipped their chopsticks into the food and tasted it all looked bitter, spit out the food in their mouths, stood up and left the kitchen.

A few of them didn't forget to sneer when they left, and said to him: "I'll have to talk to Lao Ji later about hiring more cooks. The food you two cooked is really unpalatable!"

None of the people had come to eat the imperial meal before, so at this time they didn't know that a new cook had arrived in the public kitchen.

The food from the public kitchen was really inedible, so I had to go back to the office lobby hungry and send someone to buy some food from a small restaurant outside.

For those who have not eaten at the public kitchen, you can also tell them directly not to go. After all, the food cooked by the public kitchen today is really unpalatable.

Liu Yuan just threw away the pen in his hand and was about to get up to go to the public kitchen of Dali Temple to eat. Before he could get up, Liu Yuan was stopped by Bai Zhu and Wei Fu: "Liu Yuan, Master Sun, who has always been stable in the public kitchen today,

My performance is unstable today!"

Unstable? Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said: "Did you perform beyond normal?"

Bai Zhu gave him a slap on the back of the head and said, "What are you thinking? Master Sun's ability... is it extraordinary? It's abnormal!"

How can the pig chaff-like craftsmanship be so abnormal? This undead craftsmanship has been stepped on the ground!

Bai Zhudao: "You can't eat this rice with your eyes closed. People will vomit if it's too sweet! Some people who can't tolerate sweet food may overdose on sugar and may have to call a doctor on the spot!"

Liu Yuan: "..."

Originally, he thought that Master Sun's craftsmanship would have no room to fall if he stepped directly on the ground, but it turned out that he was wrong. Someone's craftsmanship could actually dig a hole in the ground and enter the cellar.

In this case, it is natural to go out to eat.

Bai Zhu nudged Liu Yuan with his elbow, gestured to the innermost room, and said, "Lin Shaoqing invited us to lunch last time. It's time to invite us back today!"

Although the lunch at Zhao Ji Restaurant last time... well, it seemed that everyone except Lin Shaoqing was in great pain.

But since Shangfeng invited me, I naturally wanted to invite him back.

"Go and call Lin Shaoqing and ask him if he wants to go out to eat with us..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice.

"No need, adults already have lunch."

Everyone looked towards the person who made the sound, and saw that the person speaking was none other than Zhao You, the guard who had just come out of the back room. He wiped his oily mouth, burped and said, "Sir, you have lunch.

You can go and eat on your own!"
Chapter completed!