Chapter 339 Fish Ball Soup (4)

Liu Yuan, who was reminded, couldn't help but was stunned. He glanced at the round cup on the tray and said, "I thought it was just a mixed soup with more vegetables, but it turns out it's not a mixed soup." He opened the lid of the round cup and looked at it. Looking at the fish ball soup in his eyes, he said "oh" and suddenly realized: "So this is it."

The surface of the soup has long been squeezed out by the tender white fish balls, and there are still a lot of them underneath. I am afraid that most of the big round cup is filled with fish balls, and only half the bowl is filled with soup.

Seeing this, Tangyuan couldn't help but said proudly: "These fish balls were made by A Bing and I yesterday, and were taught by Master Wen."

Liu Yuan nodded, looked at the "green and white" soup, and said "tsk": "It looks quite refreshing."

Compared with those dishes with stronger flavors, this fish ball soup looks fresh, and the smell is not so overbearing that it goes straight to the nose.

Only when you scoop up a fish ball with a spoon and bring it to your lips can you smell the fishy and fresh aroma of the surimi.

The fish balls made by removing the bones, removing the bones, and mincing them into surimi are very friendly to some people who are not good at eating fish and are always stuck with the fish bones. They can taste the deliciousness of the fish meat and save a lot of effort. They are not afraid of it. Fish bone stuck in throat.

It's just that the fish meat after being made into fish balls has a different texture than the original fish meat. It is delicious and tender with a slight elasticity, which can be said to be different from the original fish meat.

The deliciousness of the fish meat is also integrated into the soup. The fish ball soup is not as rich as ordinary fish soup. On the contrary, it is particularly refreshing, but the deliciousness is not inferior to ordinary fish soup.

I ate three fish balls together and scooped out two spoonfuls of fish soup. The warmth of the soup dispelled the cold. My colleagues who came early had already finished their lunch and got up to leave.

After walking out of the public kitchen, looking at the heavy snow falling outside, the servants who walked outside couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion: "This day... If I were to stay in the lobby, eating snacks made by Master Wen, surrounded by charcoal How pleasant it must be to chat in a basin!”

It's a pity that people never greet anyone when a crime occurs. What's more, the weather is more suitable for committing crimes and it is not easy to be discovered.

Of course there won't be any cases happening in Dali Temple, but there seems to be some movement in Dali Temple. Liu Yuan, who was having lunch in the public kitchen, saw several prison guards hurried outside the public kitchen and were talking to the guards who had finished their lunch.

"Did something happen in the prison?" Liu Yuan subconsciously scooped up a fish ball with a spoon. Without having time to taste it carefully, he hurriedly put it into his mouth and put one hand on the food table, getting ready to stand up.

Bai Zhu on the side also stopped the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the jailer and the policeman who were talking outside, and said to Liu Yuan: "I'm afraid I have to leave and come back for lunch..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the jailer and the policeman in the room who seemed to have finished speaking turned around, and they all left the public kitchen courtyard.

Actually...a slap in the face? Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu were stunned for a moment when they saw this. Wen Mingtang and others who were looking out from behind the stage were also a little surprised and glanced at Liu and Bai subconsciously.

Everyone saw the two of them having lunch here, so why...

Bai Zhu was the first to come to his senses. He patted Liu Yuan on the shoulder, picked up the chopsticks again and put a piece of fish-flavored eggplant into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "Maybe it's not a big deal, let's have lunch first! "

Some of the suspects in the prison were uncooperative, and the guards could handle minor things like making trouble or having stomach upsets without them having to come forward. With this thought in mind, the two of them continued to eat their lunch with their heads down.

Something did happen in the prison, but it wasn't because the suspect was uncooperative.

Several guards followed the jailer into the prison, and the group went directly to the cell where Hu Siming was located. When he entered the cell, Hu Siming was lying on the stone bed of the cell, vomiting into a wooden bucket under the bed. The guard beside him was holding a bowl of dark soup. When Hu Siming felt better from vomiting, he said again: : "Drink some more and see if there's anything left in your stomach."

Hu Siming took the dark soup, drank a few mouthfuls, and vomited into the barrel again.

This situation... really looked like a torture scene.

"What's going on?" Several officers walked into the prison and asked in confusion.

"Here, look at this." A voice came from the ground.

The officer lowered his head and looked at Wu Butai, who was squatting on the ground. Unlike in the past when Wu Butai always had a corpse in front of him, what he had in front of him now was a mouse with its legs in the air. Next to the mouse, there was a puddle of dried meat. Porridge marks stuck to the ground.

"It's the porridge that the prisoners in the prison eat in the morning," Wu Bucai said. "This man was not sure and spread some outside. The rats who stole the food came to eat it when they passed by, and they were poisoned to death."

This...isn't right! The guard looked at Hu Siming, who was being held down by two jailers to vomit, and turned to the jailer who called them over and asked: "He didn't eat porridge in the morning?"

"Eat." The jailer nodded and said to the guard, "That's why I forced him to spit out the porridge in the morning."

But this... is even more wrong!

Looking at the rat on the ground with its legs in the air, the officer frowned and asked Wu Butai: "Is the rat pretending to be dead?"

"Totally dead." Wu Bucai glanced at the upright rat, stood up, glanced at the porridge, and said, "If this life-threatening poison is administered, even the tiger will be carried away on the spot, let alone a mouse."

In this case, the problem will be even bigger! The officer frowned more and more, pointing at Hu Siming who was vomiting and said, "Is he more powerful than a tiger?"

That’s not true anymore! Wu Bucai shook his head and said, "There's more than one bowl of porridge that's problematic." As he spoke, he turned around and picked up a plate on the ground, pointed to the few steamed bun crumbs left on the plate, and said, "The prisoners in the prison were eating yesterday's food." Let’s eat the leftover steamed buns from the public kitchen.”

It was cold, so the steamed buns didn't go bad. When they were warm, they were brought to the prison to be eaten with the prisoners as porridge.

"The steamed buns were also poisoned, the kind that can carry away tigers." Wu Bucai said, glancing at Hu Siming who was vomiting in the box, with a subtle look in his eyes, "Speaking of which, ordinary people are really lucky! Ordinary people have been poisoned by these two kinds of poisons. If he was poisoned by any kind of poison, he would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago. He was poisoned with two kinds of poisons. However, the two poisons had conflicting properties and actually washed away most of the poison, leaving him alive. What a blessing!"

Wu Bucai's tone of voice was quite calm, but the officers and jailers who heard these words were all shocked and broke into a cold sweat. Even Hu Siming, who was still lying on the stone bed and vomiting, was shocked when he heard the words and looked up in shock. Xiang Wu Bucai.

Wu Bucai paused after saying this, then looked at Hu Siming who raised his head and asked: "Who on earth have you offended, and want to do everything possible to kill you?"

Before Hu Siming could speak, Wu Bu turned around and looked behind him. Seeing only a few guards coming over, he couldn't help but frowned, shook his head and said, "This matter is very troublesome. Call the two temple ministers over!"