Chapter 185 Stir-fried Chestnut and Roasted Pork with Sugar (2)

After driving away the people who came to smell the smell, Ji Caimai turned to Wen Mingtang and said, "This thing called sugar-fried chestnut is really delicious. If you go to the street and set up a stall, I can guarantee that it will be delicious." Attract all the passers-by on the street!" As he spoke, he grabbed another handful of chestnuts fried in sugar, and began to eat them while peeling the shells.

  Wen Mingtang looked at Ji Caimai who was feeling emotional in front of him, smiled, and sighed: "That's natural!"

  There was a bit of rare nostalgia in that calm tone as always! Ji Caimai, who was eating candied chestnuts, looked up and looked at the girl in surprise.

Wen Mingtang naturally misses it: on the street in late autumn, holding a paper bag of fried chestnuts in sugar, the chestnuts just out of the oven still have the warmth of ironing, throwing a peeled chestnut meat into the mouth, tsk tsk... that feeling, like a foodie As far as it is concerned, it is really the only existence in autumn.

  Unfortunately, this situation has not been seen for many years since we came to Dayong!

Of course, chestnuts are obviously not the only way to eat sugar-fried chestnuts. Ji Caimai, who was eating fried sugar-fried chestnuts in a large paper bag while watching Wen Mingtang's cooking, couldn't help feeling: "I didn't expect this thing to be the same as pork meat." Let's cook together!"

"There are so many dishes that can be served with braised pork meat," Tang Yuan said, looking at the braised pork and chestnuts that were being stewed in the casserole, "Master Wen said that this braised pork meat is fried like that" Tiger skin' eggs are also delicious!"

  Is the outer skin fried into a "tiger skin" egg? I haven't seen it yet! Ji Caimai's throat twitched, and said: "Then make this next time and try it!"

   After I really met Master Wen, I realized that everything in this world can be collided with so many delicious ingredients.

   But it is really time to study more about how to eat it! Otherwise, wouldn't this little chestnut grow so big in vain? Ji Caimai swallowed a "tear" that didn't exist, and threw another chestnut into the mouth: This sugar-fried chestnut is really delicious!

  The roasted pork with chestnuts was still simmering slowly in the casserole, but the pot of fried chestnuts cooked by A Bing had already been sold out quickly.

   Zhao You, who bought a big bag first, quickly ran to Lin Fei's house with the paper bag of fried chestnuts in sugar.

   Trotted past with the smell of fried chestnuts in sugar. When passing by the lobby, Liu Yuan and others raised their heads and looked at Zhao You with "resentment" in their eyes. It's a pity that such a thing as "resentment", as slow as Zhao You, couldn't detect it, so he happily ran all the way to Lin Fei, split half of it with "Lin Shaoqing" to try it out.

   "It's really fast!" Liu Yuan took a deep breath of the remaining aroma of sugar-fried chestnuts in the air, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I don't understand the truth that those who see have a share!"

"If he understands, he won't be Zhao You!" Bai Zhu rubbed his nose, raised the book in his hand, glanced at Liu Yuan, and called him, "Liu Yuan, I remember you have a cousin who runs a lantern shop. ?”

Following Bai Zhuyang's movements, Liu Yuan, who saw the book in his hand, couldn't help being stunned: ""Introduction to Lamp Making"? The surname is Bai, what do you read this book for? It's because you are planning to quit the temple. Have you changed your career to become a lamp maker?"

Hearing the words "Bugan Sicheng", everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at Bai Zhu, Bai Zhu raised the book in his hand, pretending to "throw" him with the book, and shouted: "What nonsense? When did I quit the temple? When you passed the gate today, didn’t you see the notice from the Jingzhao Mansion?”

  What notice? Everyone was puzzled, gathered their minds, and continued to look at Bai Zhu.

  Facing the eyes of the crowd, Bai Zhu supported his forehead, and couldn't help sighing, "Why don't you even look at the notice when you pass by the gate?"

   It’s just that although everyone muttered that they “don’t look at foreign affairs”, they still patiently explained to everyone: “This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Jingzhao Prefecture will hold a lantern festival! At that time, the leader of the lantern festival will get a reward of three hundred taels!”

  As soon as they heard "three hundred taels", everyone in the hall immediately exclaimed: "So much?"

   "Yes! Three hundred taels!" Bai Zhu nodded, and said, "They have spent a lot of money in Jingzhao Mansion this year."

"So, under the heavy reward right now, someone must be holding Buddha's feet temporarily!" A small official became emotional when he heard the words, and looked at the "Introduction to Lamp Making" in Bai Zhu's hand, but couldn't help but tell the truth. "At that time, I'm afraid there will be special lamp-making masters participating. How can I wait for the temporary help, how can I compare with the special lamp-making masters?"

Bai Zhu heard the words, but glanced at him, and said: "Jingzhao Mansion said that lamp makers are not allowed to participate! I don't want to be the leader. Besides, apart from the silver rewards for the top three, I will be the top thirty. Anyone can get a beauty lamp made by the old craftsman of Qiandeng Shop!"

  When they heard the beauty lamp made by the old craftsman of Qiandeng Shop, everyone in the hall took a deep breath, and the expressions that were watching the excitement just now changed to eager to try: "Really?"

  Everyone's reaction was already expected by Bai Zhu, he nodded and said: "Really! It's posted in black and white on the bulletin board! If it weren't for this, I wouldn't hold on to this Buddha's feet temporarily."

  However, seeing the moved expressions of the audience, Bai Zhu said again: "Do you know how the rankings of this Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival are judged?"

   How can people who don’t even know about the Lantern Festival know about this?

Bai Zhu smiled at the eyes of the crowd, and said: "Jingzhao Mansion has a lot of gimmicks this time! One person can enter the Lantern Festival to watch the lanterns for five renminbi, and one person can get a wooden stick. Whichever one is good, the wooden stick will be thrown into the basket in front of which one, and the top three will be judged by the number of wooden sticks and the top 30."

Hearing Bai Zhu talk about the rules of the Lantern Festival, everyone immediately sighed in disappointment: "I really thought that the Jingzhao Mansion had spent all of its money! It turned out that the wool came out of the sheep, what a big calculation! Isn't this better than Hu Peng? What is the ability to call friends?"

The truth that everyone can understand, Bai Zhuzi will not fail to understand, he said with a smile: "So, I thought, if I don't, Dali Temple will only issue one, and then I will vote for my own, and I will get the beauty." The lights are hanging in the lobby for everyone to see!"

  Anyway, the beauty lamp in Qiandeng Shop is hard to come by, and everyone is going to watch the lantern, so it is not a waste of the five cents to get a beauty lamp back together.

This proposal is naturally the best, and everyone in the hall responded one after another. Wei Fu, who was reading the "Tea Classic" with an old **** beside him, couldn't help laughing and said: "There is only one Mid-Autumn Festival in a year, so it's time to join in the fun .”

   Although it is for the fun, the lantern can’t be too unsightly, and Dali Temple will feel a little bit offended by that time!

   So, this lantern must look good! Whether it looks good or not, the surface of the lamp is naturally important!

   "Who will draw the paintings on this lamp?" Bai Zhu looked at the crowd and asked, "Is there anyone among us who is good at painting?"

  As soon as these words came out, the voices that were chattering at the beginning suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. After a long while, someone smiled wryly: "I'm afraid not..."

   "Why not?" Liu Yuan interrupted him, raised his hand, pointed to the outside, and said proudly, "Our Lin Shaoqing's paintings are pretty good!"

  (end of this chapter)