Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 10 Sour Plum Drink (2)

  The streets of Chang'an City at noon are bustling, especially the snack street full of restaurants and pubs.

   A group of petty officials who just came out of Bingmasi Yamen finished their morning street patrol and came to this snack street not far from Bingmasi Yamen to settle their lunch.

  Because I am a frequent customer of this snack street, I have already figured out the level of cooking in the restaurants on this snack street.

   Therefore, a group of people stepped into the snack street today, and saw that the "rarely crowded" Zhaoji restaurant was crowded with people on weekdays. They were surprised and couldn't help but come over to watch the excitement.

  In the three-story inside and outside three-floor crowds of people watching the crowds, the lobby of Zhaoji Restaurant still only sat a few scattered tables of diners.

   There are more people watching the excitement than diners!

  The proprietress of Zhaoji restaurant, who is known for being a mess and greedy for petty gain, is standing there with a disheveled face, and beside her are three green-robed officials who don't know which yamen they are from, and are talking to the proprietress.

  The people around who witnessed the whole process excitedly recounted what happened just now.

"The proprietress said that the sauerkraut was gone, and she said it was taken by the little girl...The daughter of the proprietress suddenly ran out and said that it was taken by herself..." Several people winked at the crowd while talking, with a look of knowing, "It turned out that the minister of the Dali Temple happened to be eating here. Didn't he want to sue the official? He is the official..."

  Hearing the people recount what happened just now, the people onlookers burst into laughter.

  Thanks to Liu's "good" reputation in daily life, it is not the first time to make a fuss about sauerkraut. Needless to say, everyone can guess.

  However, Dali Temple officials don't rely on "guessing" like they do things. They went to the backyard and found the evidence.

In the early morning when Mrs. Liu was hiding sauerkraut, she passed through the vegetable field reclaimed in her backyard, leaving behind a large row of footprints. The footprints exactly matched the shoe size of Mrs. Liu’s big cattail fan. It can be said that the certainty cannot be more certain.

More than that, in the house of Liu and Zhao Dalang, Liu Yuan also found sauerkraut juice that had not completely dried up, which proved that Liu and Zhao Dalang had eaten sauerkraut this morning. I'll be gone in the morning" does not match.

   Mrs. Liu looked at Liu Yuan who was running back and forth with a disheveled face, and felt furious, and couldn't help but annoyed, "What's wrong with me eating my own sauerkraut? Can it be eaten with porridge?"

  If it wasn't for this stinky girl surnamed Wen who came out of the door without a word in the morning, her big pot of porridge that looked like washing pot water was really hard to swallow. Would she need to secretly dig out two spoonfuls of sauerkraut and just eat it?

   It’s just that I didn’t want to dig up a sauerkraut and left evidence such as sauerkraut juice.

   Seeing the green-robed official in front of him talking non-stop, "the evidence is conclusive", Liu's forehead burst out with veins.

  She is not a good-tempered person, especially since she married Zhao Dalang, who can't make a boring fart, she doesn't know how to write the word "forbearance". In daily life, whenever something goes wrong, the habit of beating or scolding has been unknowingly carved into his bones.

Seeing that Liu Yuan was still talking non-stop in front of her, at this moment, her instinctive habits overwhelmed her reason, and Liu subconsciously stretched out her hand and pushed towards Liu Yuan, cursing: "I'll take my own sauerkraut. What kind of stealing? You bastard, you bum..."

   The sound of cursing was interrupted by the sound of dishes falling to the ground.

   After pausing for a moment on the fallen Liu Yuan, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Fei behind him.

  At first, he had never seen this person with his back to the crowd. He never imagined that this person who ate at the same table with the three Dali Temple officials was so beautiful in life, as if he was a fairy.

Right now, the exiled fairy who looks like he is not eating the fireworks in the world is holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, looking down at the plate of "egg fried noodles" that was directly "involved" by Liu Yuan's drop, and frowned. Said: "I haven't eaten a bite yet!"

  The voice of a person who looks like an exile is like a jade stone. Although it is a complaint, it makes people feel so beautiful.

  Until now, Mrs. Liu realized belatedly that the one she pushed was not Zhao Dalang, who was used to beating and scolding, but an official.

  She turned pale, and secretly glanced at Liu Yuan who was being lifted up by someone. Seeing that he was just surprised and didn't yell about "it broke", Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he heard Lin Fei, who was eating at the same table, wanting to make a good sale, and hurriedly said: "Then 'Egg Fried Noodles' should be served again!"

   With Liu's temper, has he ever been so aggrieved? Glancing at Wen Mingtang, who folded his arms and looked like he had nothing to do with him, Liu was very annoyed: since I met this girl yesterday, how many stumbling blocks have I caused? As a result, nothing is done!

   This girl seems to be born to restrain her! Right now, the dirty water that was spilled turned around and returned to him.

  Liu had no choice but to turn major events into minor ones. This girl surnamed Wen has a very hard life, if she can't be driven away today, at worst, she will have to figure out a way in the future.

   Therefore, facing Lin Fei, it is rare for Liu to not toss and act like a demon.

   Liu Yuan, who was pushed in that room, didn't care about himself, but couldn't help muttering: "You planted this sauerkraut..."

   Mrs. Liu has long been impatient with the troublesome Dali Temple Prime Minister, so he immediately sneered and said, "Even if I hid my own sauerkraut, which law can say that I stole it?"

   One sentence made Liu Yuan speechless: This shrew in the market is a rascal, and I really can't do anything to her!

  Seeing that Liu Yuan stopped talking, Mrs. Liu was happy, but Lin Fei who was looking down at the "egg fried noodles" spoke.

   "What is your identity?" He looked at Mrs. Liu and asked, "Do you have a title or rank?"

  The voice is still as pleasant as a spring and a stone egg, and there is no expression of joy or anger on the face.

   Facing this otherworldly face, Liu shook his head instinctively: "No."

  She runs a restaurant with a ghostly title and rank!

   "His name is Liu Yuan," Lin Fei pointed to Liu Yuan who was being lifted up, "I am the Chancellor of Dali Temple, with a rank of seventh rank. I just heard you call him a pariah..."

  Liu Yuan came to his senses immediately, quickly knelt down facing Lin Fei, and said, "My lord, I have read poetry and books for more than ten years, and finally became an official in high school, but was humiliated by this woman as a pariah. I beg you to make the decision!"

  Wen Mingtang couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this: Although Darong is considered civilized, it is still a feudal society with strict hierarchy.

  Liu Yuan has an official rank, so he is an understandable "gentry official" and belongs to "scholar". And Mrs. Liu is a commoner, and the commoner insults the nobles, which is already a crime. What's more troublesome is that Liu's unscrupulous sentence just now called Liu Yuan of the gentry a "untouchable".

   To humiliate a "scholar" as a "pariah" is definitely a great humiliation! Some high-spirited Qingliu nobles even made a fuss about committing suicide because of this.

   Not making troubles just doesn't care about it, it doesn't mean that you can't make troubles.

  Right now, Lin Fei, who is at the top, obviously wants to stand up for his subordinates.

Nodding towards Liu Yuan, Lin Fei untied the belt badge from his waist, and threw it at the small officials of the military and horse department who were watching the excitement in the crowd: "Come on the street patrol! Take the women who have committed crimes below!" Pull them out and beat them with twenty sticks, so as to make an example to others!"

  Ms. Liu was dumbfounded when she heard what she said, and when the street patrolman stepped forward to pull her, he rolled his eyes and tried to pretend to be dizzy.

  Lin Fei said before Liu Shi completely "fainted": "If you faint, wake up and hit again!"

   Liu's "fainting" healed without medicine, and he begged for mercy loudly.

  The noise of the people watching the bustle outside suddenly became much quieter. Looking at Lin Fei who made the noise, there was more or less disbelief on his face.

   It’s not that this lord is wrong! It's just that such a person with a fairy skin and a "good face" look, just by looking at his skin, anyone would think that the person in front of him is a talkative and modest gentleman. But he...

  The street patrolman stuffed a cloth ball into the mouth of Mrs. Liu, who was begging for mercy, and pulled it to the door of the restaurant. He raised his stick and was about to strike.

   A "wait a minute" sounded at this moment.

  Everyone subconsciously looked at Lin Fei who spoke out: Could it be that this fairy gentleman has softened his heart after all?

   Just as he was thinking like this, he heard Lin Fei speak.

   "Don't be negligent during the execution! I will hear the sound of the stick!"

  Everyone who listened to the words was dumbfounded.

  After the noisy crowd fell silent for a moment, someone exclaimed: "'Immortal Face, Shura Heart', this is the newly appointed young minister of Dali Temple!"

  (end of this chapter)