Chapter 113 Xiaolong soup dumpling (1)

   "His feud with Yuan Qing is far more than a simple concubine's room." Jing Guogong said, "The more investigations get involved, the deeper he is involved. In the early years, he had a grudge with Yuan Qing."

"When Yuan Qing's wife was alive, he came to Beijing from her hometown and met Wen Xuance via Li County. He had a dispute with Yuan Qing's wife. There are many testimonies from both families to prove this." Jing Guogong said, "You see The way he treats other people is the same way he treats the concubine's room... What else can I say?"

"Also, he has participated in Yuan Qing several times because of military expenditures, and he said that Yuan Qing was extravagant and wasteful." When Jing Guogong said this, his anger surged again, "What is it like in the Yuan Qing army, I will go and see for myself. There is no extravagance and waste, so what if you say that this person is not narrow-minded?"

  Lin Fei heard the words and asked Lord Yasukuni: "Why does Wen Xuance think that General Shao is extravagant and wasteful?"

"He kept saying that he had settled his own account, and the military expenses of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties couldn't be spent that much." When Jing Guogong said this, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "What does a scholar who has never even been on the battlefield know? ? Learn from Zhao Kuo’s theory of war on paper?”

Lin Fei thought for a while when he heard this, and said: "I looked through the past files and checked Wen Xuance's personality. With his nature, since he participated in General Shao's military expenses, he must have given a detailed list, and no one has checked the list? "

Upon hearing the words, Lord Jingguo raised his head and glanced at Lin Fei, and said: "The people from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War have already calculated these things, so how can he do the calculations? What's more, he is directly in front of the king, and the list is told to be heard by the first emperor." Accidentally fell into the pool and wasted."

   But it doesn't matter...

"The first emperor asked someone to look at the situation in the army, but he didn't find any extravagance of Yuan Qing and the others. Everyone said that there was no problem, but he, a scholar who had never been on the battlefield, had a problem. What do you mean if it's not finding fault? "The more Yasukuni spoke, the more angry he became.

"Because Yuan Qing seldom returns to Beijing, the conflict between the two of them has never been serious. However, after some investigation, I found out that whenever he returns to Beijing, Wen Xuance will definitely make trouble whenever he meets Yuan Qing. People who are so narrow-minded have already regarded Yuan Qing as their lifelong enemy." When Jing Guogong said this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said, "Yangmou can't do anything with Yuan Qing, so he uses conspiracy. Ah Fei, you think It's all like this, isn't Wen Xuance's motive for harming others enough?"

  Lin Fei shook his head: If the trouble has already come to this, it is not unreasonable for Wen Xuance to harm someone for this.

   "But I heard Mr. Zhao said that he never admitted it." Lin Fei paused and said.

"If you ask him to present evidence or defend himself, he will not be able to present or refute it." Lord Jingguo said, "People like him have the eloquence of one enemy and many in the literary society. If they really didn't kill people, how could they do it?" Can't argue with a word?"

   "That's true." This time, Lin Fei finally said something that Lord Yasukuni wanted to hear, and he said thoughtfully.

   After talking about the past, Lord Yasukuni got up and went back to the house. Before leaving, he did not forget to throw the roasted sweet potatoes made by Wen Mingtang back on the stone table.

  What Wen Xuance's daughter made was jade liquid fine wine, which he would never touch in his life.

Picking up the cooled sweet potatoes on the table, although the aroma was not as strong as when they were hot, the inside of the sweet potatoes in the mouth was still sweet, and it melted like mud with a light sip. Lin Fei left the Yasukuni Mansion and returned Hou Fu.

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  Wen Mingtang didn't know that because of the roasted sweet potatoes he made, Lin Fei almost caused a dispute with Lord Yasukuni.

  Early in the morning of the next day, the bell of the Dawn Drum rang, and it was just after dawn that they got up and started cooking the morning meal.

  After the relationship with Ji Caibu is established, in addition to not being harsh on the purchase of ingredients, but at the same time helping Ji Caibu to reduce the waste of ingredients.

  Ji Caimai came to Dali Temple with them early in the morning. He came out of the ice cellar with a large pot of white meat skins, and found Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, maybe you can use this meat skin?"

After cleaning their hands, A Bing and Tangyuan, who were about to start working, changed their faces when they saw the white skin, especially the neat incision on the skin. The two couldn't help but said: "Is this intentional? Just to get less fat and more lean meat?"

  The one who can do such a wicked thing, I think I know who it is.

"I went to Sun Dingren to ask if he did it, and he repeatedly assured that it was not, and pushed everything to Wang Junshan, asking me to ask Wang Junshan if I don't believe it!" At this point, Ji Caimai couldn't help but sneer, "Where should I ask?" ! Go to the prison and ask? Wang Junshan is not locked here."

  Wen Mingtang: "..."

  So, now that there is no one to testify, it is hard to deal with Master Sun.

  A Bing looked at those skins and couldn't help but said: "Which one of these fat meats won't get tired of eating? How can people eat it?"

   "That's right! I'm afraid the guard Zhao won't be able to eat that!" Tang Yuan said worriedly.

  It is obviously a worrying scene, but because of the words of glutinous rice balls, it makes people want to laugh inexplicably.

  Wen Mingtang looked at the pork skin that Ji Caimai brought, and then at the flour that had been poured out, thought for a while, and asked Ji Caimai: "Is there any pork meat available for Chaoshi?"

  Ji Caimai nodded upon hearing the words: "There are." After a pause, he asked Wen Mingtang, "How much do you want?"

  Wen Mingtang said: "It's for making buns."

   "That's enough!" Ji Caimai estimated the dosage, nodded in agreement, put down the big pot of meat skin, and turned to go to the cellar where the ice was kept.

  After Ji Cai bought it, A Bing and Tang Yuan hurriedly asked Wen Mingtang, "Master Wen, what do you want this skin for?"

   This thing is hard to eat!

  Wen Mingtang blanched the big pot of pork skin and said, "Make a small steamed dumpling filled with soup!"

   Xiaolong soup dumplings? This name is a new dish. It is different from ordinary steamed stuffed buns. It should be "soup filling"! How can this bun be filled with soup?

  The two watched curiously as Wen Mingtang fished out the blanched skin, then picked up a knife in his hand, and scraped off the hairs on the skin and the fat on the back, leaving only a clean piece of skin.

  The knife skills of A Bing and glutinous rice **** were not up to the task, so Wen Mingtang did it himself.

   A large pot of meat skin was processed in a blink of an eye, and only a few thin skins were left.

  Wen Mingtang sliced ​​the pork skin and put it on the pot to cook together with green onions, ginger, and wine, and then told the glutinous rice balls: "After an hour or so, turn off the heat after the soup turns milky, take out the pork skin, and send it to the ice cellar immediately."

   Tangyuan hurriedly nodded when she heard the words.

   At this moment, Ji Cai bought pork meat and came over. A Bing was the best at chopping pork meat into minced meat, so he subconsciously glanced at Wen Mingtang, and seeing Wen Mingtang nodding, he picked up a knife and walked to the cutting board to start cutting pork meat for minced meat.

   Seeing the clear division of labor between A Bing and Tang Yuan, Ji Caimai couldn't help but said: "Master Wen is a good teacher, and if he teaches for another year or so, these two children may be able to be independent."

  Wen Mingtang didn't seem to care, he responded with a smile, and started to meet with him.

   After saying this, Ji Caimai stopped suddenly, looked at A Bing and Tangyuan who were working seriously, and his eyes flickered slightly: Actually, this is not impossible!

  (end of this chapter)