Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 29 Pumpkin Pie (2)

  Since Master Wen came, the morning meal every morning is extremely exciting.

  When he heard the sound of a cart outside, the guard ran out to watch today's morning meal.

   One serving is the usual glutinous rice porridge, which is soft and glutinous but not sticky. It is obviously not intended to be used as the protagonist of the morning meal. The real protagonist of the meal today is something else.

   The guards just took a look and were attracted by the small, round, golden yellow round cakes shaped like pumpkins. They all stretched their necks and couldn't help asking curiously: "What is this?"

   Tangyuan opened his mouth, and a crisp voice sounded: "Today's morning meal, white porridge and pumpkin pie."

  The guards were suddenly taken aback when they heard the words, and some couldn't help but nodded and said: "This name is really appropriate!"

  Look at the appearance of these small, exquisite little pumpkins, what should this cake be called if it is not called this?

   "Not only the name is appropriate, but the taste is even more appropriate!" A Bing on the side licked his lips and said, "It's really delicious with pumpkin and dough!"

  When the guard heard this, he couldn't help but be eager to try, and hurriedly urged: "Then move down quickly, by the way, how much of this cake can each person get?"

   "One person can get three pumpkin cakes plus a bowl of white porridge." Wen Mingtang said, pointing to those pumpkin cakes, and said, "The ones with sesame seeds sprinkled on them are stuffed with sesame seeds, and the ones without that are stuffed with brown sugar and peanuts."

  The guards were almost drooling at what they said, and hurriedly stepped forward to help enthusiastically, taking the porridge and pumpkin pie in.

  Wait until the guards had finished picking their share, Wen Mingtang led A Bing and Tangyuan to deliver the court food.

  Everyone can share a bowl of white porridge with three pumpkin cakes. Wen Mingtang and others delivered the food one by one. When they arrived in front of the last cell, A Bing stood up and said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, let me come!"

  The pair of master and servant locked up in the last cell is really troublesome. They grabbed Master Wen's hand yesterday, but luckily they didn't catch any problems. Otherwise, what will happen to the court today?

  Wen Mingtang shook his head, squatted down, and looked at the empty food port below him to be wary of a hand that suddenly came out, while passing the porridge and pumpkin pie in through the food port.

  This time, he didn't stretch out any sudden hand, and put down the bowl and plate steadily, Wen Mingtang let go of his hand, and before he could withdraw it, a face suddenly appeared in his mouth.

  Wen Mingtang, who was startled by the face that suddenly popped out, let out a cry of surprise and almost knocked over the plate.

  A Bing and Tang Yuan who were behind him thought that someone was coming to grab their hands again, so they quickly stretched out their hands and pulled Wen Mingtang back.

   After a while of panic, he fell outside and turned his back on his back.

   After regaining consciousness, A Bing and Tang Yuan quickly helped Wen Mingtang who had fallen on the ground, and said nervously, "Master Wen, are you okay!"

  Wen Mingtang shook his head, patted his chest instinctively, sighed, and said, "I'm scared to death!"

   There was chaos outside just now, but the inside was surprisingly quiet, as if the air had stagnated.

  At this time, Wen Mingtang heard Wen Mingtang exclaimed "I was scared to death", and finally had a reaction inside.

  The young man rang out with an angry and embarrassing voice: "What do you mean? What do you mean by scaring you to death? My lord, I was born so graceful! If you don't praise me, how can you scare me to death?"

  Wen Mingtang patted his chest: Is this a question of good-looking or not? Anyone who sees a face suddenly popping out from the well-rounded mouth will be frightened, okay?

  As for the boy's appearance, I only remember his brows and eyes in a hurry, probably he was born really well!

  Besides, seeing that young man yelling so loudly in the prison of Dali Temple, the family background is also very good.

   But even if he is really born well, how old is this boy? After all, Yushu Linfeng is still a little behind in age and experience.

  Wen Mingtang ignored him: No matter how much this young man yells, won't he be imprisoned? He couldn't jump out through the cell door.

   "Let's go!" Wen Mingtang said to A Bing and Tangyuan.

  Hearing the footsteps leaving outside, the young man inside the prison door bit his lips and remained silent, and couldn't help turning his head to ask the boy next to him: "My lord, how is my birth?"

  Shuangxi nodded hastily, and said, "The young master gave birth to the best one, and there is no second one in the entire Great Rong!"

  Although this praise is a little exaggerated, but my young master is indeed born well, so it doesn't hurt to boast.

The young man snorted, picked up the bowl and cake on the food plate, went back to the prison bed and sat down, took a look at the round cake shaped like a small pumpkin, and hummed, "You're quite skillful. "

   After saying that, he took a bite, and then couldn't help squinting his eyes. After he swallowed the pumpkin pie in his mouth one by one, he hummed: "Chaoshi is also doing well!"

Shuangxi on the side watched the boy eat the pumpkin pie and couldn't stop swallowing. Hearing what the boy said, he couldn't help asking, "Master, does that cook look like a yaksha?" He couldn't help touching his red hand, the cook beat him so badly yesterday!

  The boy glanced at him, paused while eating the cake, and said vaguely: "It's okay!"

  What is it? Shuangxi couldn't help being curious, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask again, but the young man handed him a bowl of plain porridge, and said, "I ate too much in the past two days, so let's share some of the food today with you!"

  Looking at the bowl of white porridge in front of him, Shuangxi wanted to cry but had no tears: Then he really thanked the young master!

  …

When Wen Mingtang and his party returned to the public kitchen, compared to the previous two days when no one cared about them, there were already some people waiting in the public kitchen today. When they saw them coming back, they hurriedly said: "Master Wen is back! Is Chaoshi the small round cake?"

  Wen Mingtang nodded, and glanced at the people waiting in the public kitchen.

   There are a few housekeepers who were attracted by the scallion noodles yesterday, and the servant who brings food boxes every day for the past few days.

   The housekeepers eat morning food in the public kitchen lobby, and the servants take out.

   "Is it for three people?" Wen Mingtang glanced at him and asked.

  The guard nodded and said "Yes", he had already grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie and ate it, shouting "delicious" while saying: "Master Wen can give me two more."

   Seeing that he was tall and burly, and had a big appetite, Wen Mingtang looked at the remaining pumpkin pies, and seeing that there were indeed a lot left, he gave him two extra yuan.

After the handyman and the servants left, A Bing and Tang Yuan happily said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, as long as you have eaten our morning food once, you will come every day and become a 'repeat customer'. It can be seen that Master Wen's craftsmanship is outstanding." Really good! From this point of view, there will be more and more people who come to eat Chaoshi in the future."

  Wen Mingtang smiled at the two of them, looked up at the person who appeared at the door of the public kitchen, and said, "If you become a repeat customer after eating this, most of the public kitchen's troubles will be gone."

  Ji Caimai, who promised to come over to eat Chaoshi yesterday, walked in.

  (end of this chapter)