Chapter 5 Fried Noodles with Egg (2)

Zhao Lian just took a big mouthful of fried noodles and had no time to speak, so she could only say "woo woo" twice.

It's a pity that although Liu and Zhao Lian are mother and daughter, they are still far from being the same as mother and daughter.

Not understanding what Zhao Lian meant by "woo woo", Ms. 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, brought it to Mrs. Liu, and plucked it a few times with chopsticks.

The overbearing aroma of fried noodles, which was already fragrant, went straight into Mrs. Liu's nose. Even though she was angry and distressed about her few pieces of meat, her body was still instinctively attracted by the aroma of fried noodles, and Mrs. Liu swallowed it. After a few sips of saliva, his "big mung bean eyes" stared at the fried noodles brought to him without moving away.

Wen Mingtang picked up a chopstick and started to stir-fry noodles. The fried noodles were closer to Mr. Liu's mouth, only a mouth away.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes: What are you doing? Do you think you want to bribe her with just a bowl of food? You're dreaming...

The chopsticks for fried noodles, however, were feinted and moved in front of Ms. Liu, then quickly moved away from her and put it into another mouth.

Wen Mingtang, who was eating fried noodles with chopsticks, smiled at Mrs. Liu and said, "Auntie, did you see 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 said hurriedly: "Mom, Sister Wen didn't use your meat!"

The bowl of fried noodles was so close to Mrs. Liu, so naturally Mrs. Liu couldn't see whether there was meat in it.

After that false shot, Ms. Liu swallowed her saliva again and said with a pale face: "What do you know? Eggs don't cost money?"

Zhao Lianda said: "Sister Wen brought the eggs herself!" After saying that, she pointed at a few eggs in the oil paper bag beside the stove.

Mrs. Liu's eyes paused on those huge eggs, and she sneered again: "The vegetable leaves and onions over there..."

"Sister Wen brought them all by herself!" Zhao Lian's face turned red with embarrassment. She couldn't help but cast a complaining glance at Mrs. Liu and muttered, "Mom, 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 fierce look and cursed, "Eat the inside out!" Then she looked at Wen Mingtang with a sneer, turned around and left.

After exiting 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 trouble, stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Dalang's ears, raised him in front of him, and began to curse!

"You useless coward! You can't even control a girl! Look at that girl surnamed Wen. She's just cooking noodles in the back, treating this place as her own home!" After saying this, Mrs. Liu became angry. The feeling surged up in her chest, especially when she thought of Wen Mingtang's action of smiling and feinting in front of her and sending it directly to her mouth. I always felt that this girl was looking at the smiling Wen Tunyang, but she was very sinister inside, deliberately provoking her. Woolen cloth!

"When did I, Liu Su'e, ever let a little girl ride on my face?" Mrs. Liu cursed, feeling annoyed, and slapped Zhao Dalang again, "You useless coward..."

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 around with a bitter look on her face, intending to scold the passerby who interrupted her for no reason to teach Zhao Dalang a lesson. But when her eyes caught sight of the man wearing a navy blue official robe, the mean look on his face immediately changed.

In order to please him, he quickly put down Zhao Dalang and stepped forward and said: "We are making noodles! What do you want to eat? Please come inside! We are an old shop that has been open for thirteen years!"

The official in the navy blue official robe is very young, and he looks like he is no more than 20 years old. He has probably had a smooth journey along the way. Young and promising people are bound to be energetic. Compared with ordinary people, they speak with less scruples.

Yan frowned and said bluntly: "How did a thirteen-year-old restaurant open like this? It's dusk now, the time to eat dusk food. Other restaurants are almost full, but yours

Why aren’t there any customers?”

The smile on Mr. Liu's face suddenly froze, and his face became a little ugly. But looking at his navy blue official robe, he still didn't show any signs of attack. Instead, he smiled and said, "That's because other restaurants are jealous of my family."

Business is good, but you are deliberately squeezing out my family! Those signature dishes of my family were personally taught by the chief cook in the palace! Can they be different?"

The sign of the palace's chief dining room still has some weight! Hearing this, the young official showed a little surprise on his face: "Seriously?"

"It's true!" Mrs. Liu said and called Zhao Dalang. When Zhao Dalang came over, she quickly pushed Zhao Dalang forward and said, "His sister is the chief cook in the palace, her surname is Zhao, noble man, go out

Just ask around and you’ll find out!”

The young official looked at the proud look on Mr. Liu's face, raised his eyebrows, rubbed his chin, and said: "It doesn't sound like you are lying! If so, I will come to your shop to try it out in two days."

How delicious are the dishes taught by the palace's chief cook?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but take a deep breath again, and said intoxicatedly: "It's so delicious!"

After that, he left.

Looking at the young official who walked away without taking out a penny, Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes: "What a waste of my words! What day will it be in two days? None of these officials are good! Talk to me

It’s like farting, bah!”

…

Liu Yuan didn't know that as soon as he left, he was scolded by Liu for "nothing good." He just rubbed his nose and returned to Dongfeng Restaurant, the only restaurant on this street that could be called a restaurant rather than a restaurant.

After entering the box, he was still rubbing his nose, smelling the food on the table in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "When I came back just now, I passed by a restaurant called Zhao Ji Restaurant, and the smell of the food there was so good.

It really smells good!”

"Really?" Bai Zhu, another green-robed official sitting next to him who was about the same age as him, glanced at him when he heard this, but he didn't believe it at all. "Eating and drinking together are both the most unfashionable and the most particular.

It makes sense that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. Why have you never heard those old gourmets mention that there is a restaurant in the capital with excellent craftsmanship called Zhao Ji Restaurant?"

Liu Yuan, who was questioned, didn't care at all and said with a smile: "I don't believe it either. The proprietress also said that his restaurant is an old restaurant that has been open for 13 years!"

When he heard the word "old shop", Bai Zhu smiled even more happily: "Then the problem is even bigger! The thirteen-year-old shop is located in the corner of the corner. If the taste was really good, it would have been discovered long ago.

How come you haven’t even heard of it?”

"That's not the only problem! At the moment when Mu is having dinner, the restaurants on this street are more or less full of people, but there is no one in her house." Liu Yuan rubbed his chin and shook his head.

She shook her head and said, "The boss lady said that others were jealous of her good business and were teasing her, which is why the business was so deserted."

After saying this, there was another burst of laughter.

An old, gray-haired official in green robes was stroking his beard and couldn't help but tsk: "A lie that a three-year-old can expose is actually brought to Liu Si Cheng's face. That boss lady is really brave."

Chia!”

Regardless of Liu Yuan, Bai Zhuyi, or Wei Fu, who had gray hair and beard, they were all officials of Dali Temple and held the position of Temple Cheng.

There are a total of five temple ministers in Dali Temple, and three of them are here. As for the other diners besides the three temple ministers...

Wei Fu looked at the red-robed official on the main seat and pulled Shang Feng, who had been silent, into the conversation: "What do Lin Shaoqing think?"

Lin Fei, who was mentioned, raised his eyelids, put down the rice bowl with few chopsticks in his hand, and said: "I haven't eaten it, so it's hard to comment. I'll just try it in two days!"
Chapter completed!