Chapter 32: The Chief Lin summoned

As Wang Kuang expected, Lin Quanmiao came to the inn the next afternoon. Sun Er was leaning against the counter and talking to Shopkeeper Sun. Seeing that Lin Quanmiao was coming, he quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Young man is here, please sit down quickly, is it the same rule?"

"I'm not here to have a drink today. I want to ask you if you have something to do." Lin Quanmiao didn't sit down, walked to the counter and asked Sun Er: "What's the name of the food in the food box yesterday? I was too busy yesterday and didn't ask you."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what the little boss said. Sun Er and Manager Sun exchanged glances. He was amazed. The little boss told them last night that the little boy from the Lin family would definitely come today, and the first sentence he came must be asking the name of the dish. They didn't believe it very much. They said that it is possible for the little boy to come, but after coming, they must be reserved before asking the name of the dish. Sun Er also made a bet with Wang Xi. If he lost, he would be responsible for helping the two brothers Wang Kuang clean up the yard. It still had to do it according to Wang Kuang's wishes and could not subdue the rest of the inn.

It's so miserable. Not long after Wang Kuang moved into that yard, Sun Er knew that Wang Kuang wanted to dig a small pond in that yard, and plant a few trees by the pond, and then set up a few stone tables and benches. Now that he lost, the matter fell on his head. If you can't help the rest of the inn, you can only pay the money to ask outsiders to do it. Thinking of this, Sun Er's face immediately became miserable: My house, my wife, I have no hope this year. Lin Xiaolangjun, why are you not reserved? You are still a talented man, why is this steadfast?

Wang Kuang knew the power of this braised pork trotter. In later generations, many of his friends were used to eating the mouth. They praised it when they first ate this dish. Some of them turned out to be fat or spicy, and they never stopped after taking the first bite. In fact, the method of making this pork trotter is not difficult. The key is that the soup should be dried and the meat should be stewed so that it will melt in the mouth, fat but not greasy, spicy and refreshing, and it is an extremely appetizing meat dish (imagine that appetizing and meat are associated with it, and the taste is rarely encountered). This dish is the product of Wang Kuang's father forgot to see the fire after the fire, and since then it has become Wang Kuang's specialty dish for entertaining friends. In later generations, people who are used to eating the mouth are like this. Wang Kuang can even think of what Lin Zhuzhu looked like when he ate the pig trotter.

Since Wang Kuang had explained in advance, Sun Er continued to say with a bitter face: "Reply to Xiaolangjun, I really don't know the name of this dish, so I have to ask the little boss. However, I know the ingredients, but Xiaogong said that I won't let me tell others, so I can't do anything." After saying that, he spread his hands and looked helpless.

"Hey, that's strange." Lin Quanmiao naturally didn't know that the pig's feet were made by Wang Kuang. In his opinion, Wang Kuang was at best a person with a ghost idea. He helped Fulai Inn to give advice to gain his position in the inn today. But in terms of food, it still depends on the master in the kitchen. Where can the inn managers know the name of the dishes, but such a young boy knows the truth? "Can you say that food was actually made by Wang Dalang?"

"That's not all." Sun Er didn't expect that Lin Quanmiao hit the word and pointed out that the food was done by Wang Kuang. One sentence scared him so much, and he thought to himself: Xiaodong's little ancestor, you are causing trouble. It's okay to help you clean up the yard, but you have to deal with this person spoiled. I offended you in my previous life. I complained in my heart, but I didn't have idle words: "This food is used to eating at home when the littledong's family was a child, so he said the taste was made by Master Kuang. So the boss said that the name of this food must be started by the littledong's family."

"So that's it, where is Wang Dalang? I'll go find him." Lin Quanmiao raised his foot and was about to walk in.

"It's the little husband here." Wang Kuang was walking into the hall with a bowl of egg flowers and a few Hu cakes. Because Wang Kuang loved to eat spicy food in later generations, Tang Shi's body had never touched spicy food. As a result, Wang Kuang ate a lot of pig's feet and loach taro yesterday. This time, his small stomach couldn't bear it. One night, his stomach was as hot as a ball of fire. It was not until he was poured a large pot of cold tea. He felt better in the second half of the night, so he got up late today and lost his appetite. He just made a bowl of egg flowers in the kitchen with rice soup.

"Tsk, tsk! Dalang, you really enjoy your happiness. Look at your situation, you really have to get up?" Lin Quanmiao knew what was going on when she saw Wang Kuang's sleepy eyes. She took the box of food home last night. As expected, she didn't get scolded by her father. Instead, her father praised him for his filial piety after taking a bite. At night, Lin Quanmiao's stomach was so hot that it was not until the second half of the night that she fell asleep. She struggled in the morning and found that her father and mother were also looking at each other.

It was red, and after asking, I realized that it was still the same food quarrel. Now, Chief Lin was worried that there was something wrong with the food, so he went to invite the doctor to see it after using it early, but the doctor said that it was nothing wrong. Chief Lin was still worried, so Lin Quanmiao was not satisfied, so he just asked Lin Quanmiao to ask what happened. Lin Quanmiao was clear-headed. When he saw Wang Kuang's appearance, he guessed that it was the same as himself, so he let go of most of his heart. He couldn't even hurt you, just because he was not so stupid in this world.

However, the task assigned by my father was still to be completed. When Wang Kuang put the food on the table, he pulled a horse stool and sat down. Lin Quanmiao also learned from Wang Kuang and found a horse stool and sat down. He said to the senior high school senior who was placing the table next to him: "My man, please give it as a big man." He had no appetite for food early in the morning, but he just ate a few bites randomly. This time, he saw that Wang Kuang was eating lightly, and his appetite was rising.

The senior year of high school is also quick. There is still some leftover rice soup that Wang Kuang had just made egg flowers in the kitchen. It was hot and it rolled up as soon as it was boiled. It was soon served to Lin Quanmiao.

"Tell me, what is the name of the new food you gave me yesterday? What is it made? Why does it taste like a cow's hoof? It doesn't taste that small, and it has the spicy taste. It's really bad. It made me mess with me all night." The Lin family has never eaten pork since they were young, and even said, "I haven't eaten pork yet I've seen what the pig looks like?" This sentence is not suitable for Lin Quanmiao. He has never seen what the pig looks like. Lin Zhuan had seen pigs, but he just didn't think about it. Although he was suspicious, who dared to give pork to the Lin family? Isn't that openly scolding the Lin family for only eating pesticides? That is, Wang Kuang dared to give it to him.

"Oh, what food I had yesterday, I had dried stewed pork feet." Wang Kuang didn't raise his head, so he took a sip of egg flowers, and then ate a bite of Hu cake, and said vaguely.

"What?" Lin Quanmiao was shocked, shook the bowl holding the egg flower, but he started to soup the hand and quickly put down his hands and shook his hands desperately. The senior high school who was serving him quickly ran away and brought a basin of water to wash his hands.

Lin Quanmiao didn't care about washing his hands. He was still suspected that he had heard it wrong and asked again: "You said that was made of pig's feet?"

"Yes, Manager Sun didn't tell you, that's the food that the kid was used to eating since he was a child, and it was something my father often cooked for me." Of course, Wang Kuang understood why Lin Quanmiao was so surprised and pretended to be confused, "What? But what's wrong?"

"You! You!" Lin Quanmiao was so surprised that he even stuttered, "If you give me food, eat it, it would be fine. Why did you ask me to give it to my father for the pickled food?"

"Boy has eaten pork since he was a child." Wang Kuang blinked.

"Powder meat is pig meat, but he tramples on the mud all day long and goes anywhere. Such pickled things, bah! bah! bah!" Although he had never seen a pig, Lin Quanmiao still heard that pig's feet are the dirtiest things. So when he comes to drink on weekdays, he does not reject the eating of braised pig ears and pork, but he never dared to imagine eating pig's feet.

"So what? Do you don't need to fertilize the vegetables that Lin Xiaolangjun eats on weekdays? Lin Xiaolangjun doesn't know where the fertilizer comes from, right?" Wang Kuang said that the farmers used human and animal manure to fertilize them on weekdays.

"This." Lin Quanmiao couldn't speak, and was stunned for a while, and didn't bother to eat. She sighed and shook her hand, "I'm afraid I can't help Dalang anymore. It's hard for my father to pass the barrier. I'll go back and report it. Let's see how you deal with it."

Lin Quanmiao left. Sun Er, who was staying there, looked pale. He ran to the counter and said a few words to the shopkeeper Sun, and then hurried to find Sun Ming. He asked a county chief clerk to eat the pickled food. This is an incredible sin. Let the boss deal with it as soon as possible.

When Sun Mingqian arrived, the Lin Zhuan family also sent someone to come and said that he was asking Wang Kuang to go to the mansion. To put it nicely, but Sun Mingqian and the others understood that they might have to ask Wang Kuang to sue him. They were so anxious that they could not hold Wang Kuang away, but they couldn't stop Wang Kuang from going there. They wanted to go with them, but they said that they would only invite Wang Kuang. What should I do?

Wang Kuang was not in a hurry, all of which were already as expected by him. He comforted Sun Mingqian and said, "Uncle, please relax. Please know what you know. You can come back in less than an hour. Maybe it will bring good news."

After hearing what Wang Kuang said, Sun Mingqian was skeptical. Wang Kuang's intelligence was naturally unremarkable. It's a pity that he didn't like to learn literature. If he wanted to learn literature, he would be successful. But this is a crime of blaspheming the officials of a county. What can Wang Kuang do? Gripping his teeth and stamping his feet: "Forget it, Dalang, go, if it's not a single hour, I'll give this old face and come to the door to apologize. But Dalang must remember that if the chief clerk Lin really wants to ask for guilt, he must insist that it was the old man's order. I have to take responsibility for everything."

Wang Kuang smiled, but did not speak, and took action and followed the Lin family. At this time, he understood that Sun Mingqian had already regarded himself as his nephew.
Chapter completed!