Chapter 433 Spring Plate Gourd Chicken (8)

Since the people present were not regarded as outsiders, they naturally did not share the food. They had a lively meal, and the food tables in the four directions happened to be enough for each person to sit down.

The gourd chicken was just taken out of the oil pan, still steaming. Since the spring plate does not necessarily have to be "hot", the four of them moved the spring plate back and took the lead in eating the gourd chicken.

Seeing Zhao Sishan pick up the teapot filled with chicken soup and pour the original chicken soup into the teacup as if pouring tea, and then pass the teacup filled with chicken soup, Ah Bing and Tang Yuan subconsciously sat up straight and stretched out their arms. He took the tea cup with both hands.

The chicken soup is delicious and light. After the soup is in your mouth, it's time to cook the gourd chicken. Seeing Zhao Sishan gently pull at the fried gourd-like gourd chicken, he pulled off a chicken leg and handed it over. Wen Mingtang had eaten gourd chicken before, so when he saw this, he raised his chin with a smile and said, "You guys eat first!"

Hearing what Wen Mingtang said, Tangyuan and A Bing took it and put the chicken legs into their mouths. The two of them immediately let out two exclamations in tandem. Looking at their shining eyes, Wen Mingtang smiled. He smiled, knowing that the two of them were also amazed by this exquisite gourd chicken.

She has eaten a lot of fried chicken in modern society, and she has long been accustomed to the taste of fried chicken. Although fried chicken is not in line with the "healthy" diet that modern people pay attention to, it can be used in the store to Open it until everyone knows it, and the taste is certainly not bad. It was also for this reason that when she saw the gourd chicken dish in modern society, she never tried it. She thought that there were various combinations of batter-wrapped meat on the left and right, so the taste would not be too different.

Until she came to Da Rong, Ye Ting did not have as many delicacies for her to choose from in free modern society. Some of them were good to eat. Therefore, Wen Mingtang did not let go of the gourd chicken that Zhao Sishan got. He originally thought that it would be no different from the fried chicken in his memory. It was not until he took it into his mouth that he realized that he was wrong.

It was the same fried chicken, but the gourd chicken tasted completely different from the fried chicken in her memory. The meat is very tender, the skin is crispy, and the texture is extremely delicious. This is not surprising. Thinking of Zhao Sishan's cooking process of steaming and boiling, the delicious flavor has already been integrated into the meat. The meat is already soft and tender after being boiled, steamed and fried. It tastes soft, crispy and fragrant, and paired with the plate of pepper and salt dipping sauce specially ground by Zhao Sishan, it is really addictive.

Smiling as he watched A Bing and Tang Yuan eat the gourd chicken, Zhao Sishan unloaded one leg of the gourd chicken and handed it over to him. Wen Mingtang took it, picked up the chopsticks at hand and pinched the leg meat on both sides, and gently With a pull, the bones inside were taken off, and then he dipped the chicken in his hand into the dipping sauce and ate it.

The gourd chicken was quickly shared by the four of them. The glutinous rice balls gave Zhao Sishan a thumbs up and drank another cup of chicken soup from the teapot. After saying goodbye to the gourd chicken, he reached out to eat. Wen Mingtang prepared a spring dish on the side.

Compared with the exquisiteness of the gourd chicken, the spring dish on the side seems a lot more ordinary. But for ordinary spring dishes, if the side dishes, spring pancakes wrapped outside, and dipping sauces are all well made, the taste of the spring dishes will not be inferior to that of gourd chicken. Each has its own merits. If the gourd chicken is amazing when you eat it, then the spring pancake becomes more and more fragrant the more you eat it. After one spring pancake, you will unconsciously want to eat a second one.

After lunch, Tangyuan touched his round belly and said: "The crust is soft and soft, the sauce is good, and the side dishes, whether vegetarian or braised, are very fragrant. They look colorful and fragrant. This It’s truly the best spring dish I’ve ever tasted.”

When we had the spring dish last year, Master Wen had not yet left the palace, so he did not eat it, but this year he caught up with it.

Looking at the round belly of the glutinous rice balls visible to the naked eye, Wen Mingtang chuckled: "When spring vegetables such as leeks and shepherd's purse are available, it will be even more refreshing to eat them wrapped in them."

Ah Bing, who was helping her rub her belly with the glutinous rice balls, suddenly lit up when she heard this and said hurriedly: "Then when the seasonal vegetables are ready, we can have the spring dish again."

As long as you have hands and ingredients, you can eat whatever you want. Wen Mingtang responded with a smile and looked up at Zhao Sishan on the left. She had eaten two cakes and was drinking a pot of hawthorn tea to digest her food. The expression on her face was no longer as comfortable as when she had lunch just now, and she looked a little... serious.

Wen Mingtang lowered his head and shook the hawthorn tea in his hand, took a sip, glanced at the glutinous rice balls and A Bing who were looking forward to the spring plate, and said, "I'm going to the public kitchen tomorrow!"

Ah Bing and Tang Yuan were startled when they heard this.

Wen Mingtang smiled and said: "Ji Caimai will definitely give us a large red envelope when the time comes."

Normally, they would have been happy to hear this. But today... Tang Yuan grinned, squeezed out a somewhat forced smile, looked at Wen Mingtang, and tentatively spoke: "Master Wen, this matter about the chef..."

Wen Mingtang looked at Ah Bing, who was sitting next to the glutinous rice dumplings, and said, "Now that I'm still the cook of Dali Temple's official chef, I'll be a good cook, perform my duties in my position, and don't be distracted!"

The two nodded.

Zhao Sishan sipped the hawthorn tea in his mouth. After Wen Mingtang finished speaking, he looked at the glutinous rice balls again and said, "One thing after another, your father's compassionate money has not been returned yet. Get the money you deserve first, and then Think about the future." At this point, she put down the tea cup in her hand and squinted her eyes slightly, "Girl Mingtang has something to solve, and you two have something to solve. You two have something to solve. Dad, it's your own business to care about money. The people in Dali Temple are very busy right now and have no resources to spare. Even though Lin Shaoqing has entrusted the matter to the officials in the DPRK, if you want to expect the officials in the DPRK to come forward to impeach Concubine Jing... Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Sometimes it is clear that a simple matter can lead to more than half a year of scheming. In the end, you still have to take care of your own affairs."

Looking at Ah Bing and Tangyuan who were nodding thoughtfully, Wen Mingtang glanced at Zhao Sishan: "Zhao Sishan also has something to do. We have to solve the trouble first before we can think about the future. thing."

When it came to what Zhao Sishan wanted to do, Zhao Sishan raised his forehead and sighed helplessly: "My father and mother-in-law didn't discuss with me in advance that he would give birth to such a brother for me. I’ve already given birth, so I can only find a way to solve this problem.”

Hearing this helpless tone, Wen Mingtang smiled and asked Zhao Sishan: "Can you help me?"

Zhao Sishan glanced at her: "Do I need your help with this little thing?"

Wen Mingtang said "Oh" to express his understanding, but Zhao Sishan on the other side immediately asked back: "Do you want my help with your matter?"

"Do you need your help with such a small matter?" Wen Mingtang responded to Zhao Sishan's words, pursed his lips and smiled.

She is waiting. After entering the palace, Xinyue specially asked her to deliver tea, "offending" Duke Jing. In this way, Wen Mingtang, who now had a big enemy, was in panic and fear. Maybe... an "olive branch" should come to her door. .