Chapter 185 Sugar-fried chestnuts and chestnut roasted pork (2)

After driving away the people who came after smelling the smell, Ji Caimai turned to Wen Mingtang and said: "This thing called sugar-fried chestnuts is really fragrant. If you set up a stall on the street, I can guarantee that it will be delicious."

Attract all the pedestrians on the street here!" As he said this, he grabbed another handful of sugar-fried chestnuts and started eating them while peeling the shells.

Wen Mingtang looked at the sighing Ji Caimai in front of him, smiled, and sighed: "That's natural!"

There was a hint of rare nostalgia in his calm tone as always! Ji Caimai, who was eating fried chestnuts with sugar, raised his head and glanced at the girl in surprise.

Wen Mingtang certainly misses: Holding a paper bag of roasted chestnuts in sugar on the streets in late autumn, 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, so

For foodies, this is really a unique thing in autumn.

It’s a pity that we haven’t seen this situation for many years since we came to Da Rong!

Of course, chestnuts can be eaten in more than just sugar-fried ways. Ji Caimai, who was holding a large paper bag of fried chestnuts while eating them while watching Wen Mingtang cook, couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that this thing could be used with pork meat."

Let’s make a dish together!”

"There are so many dishes that can be paired with braised pork," Tang Yuan heard, looking at the braised pork and chestnuts being stewed in the casserole, and said, "Master Wen said, this braised pork with that fried appearance will be like

Eggs that look like tiger skin are also delicious!”

Is it an egg with the outer skin fried like "tiger skin"? I've never seen it before! Ji Caimai's throat moved and he said: "Let's try this next time!"

After Zhenzhen met Master Wen, he realized that all things and ingredients in this world can produce so many delicious things.

But we really need to study more on how to eat it! Otherwise, wouldn’t this small chestnut grow so big in vain? Ji Caimai made a handful of non-existent “tears” and threw another chestnut meat into his mouth: This

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar are so delicious!

The roast pork with chestnuts was still simmering slowly in the casserole, but the pot of sugar-fried chestnuts that A Bing had fried had already been bought up by quick hands.

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

Trotting past with the scent of sugar-fried chestnuts, Liu Yuan and others raised their heads when passing through the lobby, looking at Zhao You with "resentment" in their eyes. It's a pity that "resentment" is as slow as Zhao You's.

Unaware of it, he happily ran all the way to Lin Fei's place, split half of it and tried it with "Lin Shaoqing".

"He ran really fast!" Liu Yuan took a deep breath of the aroma of roasted chestnuts that still lingered in the air, swallowed, and said, "I don't understand the principle of having a share of what you see!"

"If he understands, it's not Zhao You!" Bai Zhu rubbed his nose, raised the book in his hand, glanced at Liu Yuan, and called him, "Liu Yuan, I remember that a cousin in your family runs a lantern shop.

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Following Bai Zhuyang's movements, Liu Yuan couldn't help but be startled when he saw the book in his hand: ""Introduction to Lamp Making"? Mr. Bai, what do you think this book is for? He is planning to quit being a temple minister.

Are you going to change your career to become a lamp maker?"

Hearing the words "Bugan Si Cheng", everyone in the hall turned around and looked at Bai Zhu. Bai Zhu raised the book in his hand, as if he wanted to "smash" him with it, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about?

When did I stop being a temple minister? When you passed through the gate today, didn't you see the notice from Jingzhao Mansion?"

What announcement? Everyone was puzzled, so they calmed down and continued to look at Bai Zhu.

Facing the gazes of everyone, Bai Zhu raised his forehead and couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you even look at the notice when you pass by the square gate?"

Although he muttered that everyone "doesn't care about foreign affairs", he still patiently explained to everyone: "This Mid-Autumn Festival, Jingzhao Mansion will hold a lantern festival! By then, the leader of the lantern festival will receive a reward of three hundred taels!"

Upon hearing "three hundred taels", everyone in the hall immediately exclaimed: "So many?"

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

"So, now that we are receiving a huge reward, there must be someone who is temporarily cramming it!" A minor official sighed after hearing this. He looked at the "Introduction to Lamp Making" in Bai Zhu's hand, but he couldn't help but tell the truth,

"I'm afraid there will be specialized lamp-making masters participating. How can we, who are just improvising, compare to the specialized lamp-making masters?"

When Bai Zhu heard the words, he glanced at him and said: "Jingzhao Mansion said that lampmakers are not allowed to participate! I don't expect to be the leader. Besides, in addition to the silver rewards for the top three, the top thirty

You can get a beauty lamp handmade by an old craftsman from Qiandeng Shop!"

When they heard about the beauty lantern handmade by the old craftsman of Qiandeng Shop, everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air, and their expressions that were just watching the fun suddenly turned into eagerness: "Seriously?"

Everyone's reaction was as expected by Bai Zhu. He nodded and said, "Seriously! It's posted in black and white on the bulletin board! If not, I wouldn't hold the Buddha's feet temporarily."

However, facing the excited expressions of everyone, 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 this?

Facing the eyes of everyone, Bai Zhu smiled and said: "Jingzhao Mansion has a lot of tricks this time! One person can enter the lantern festival to watch the lanterns for five cents, and one person can get a wooden stick in his hand. I think

Which one is better, put the wooden stick into the basket in front of that lamp, and use the number of wooden sticks to determine the top three and the top thirty."

After hearing Bai Zhu explain the rules of the lantern festival, everyone immediately sighed in disappointment: "We really thought that Jingzhao Mansion had spent a lot of money! It turns out that the wool comes from the sheep. What a big calculation! This is not Bihu Peng.

What is the ability to summon friends?"

Bai Zhuzi couldn't understand the truth that everyone could understand. He smiled and said: "So, I thought if my Dali Temple only came out with one, then everyone would invest in their own and get the beauty."

The lamp is hung in the lobby for everyone to see!"

No matter what, the beauty lanterns from the Thousand Lamp Shop are still rare to find. Besides, everyone is going to watch the lanterns. If they cooperate to get back a beauty lantern, the five cents will not be wasted.

This suggestion was the best, and everyone in the hall agreed. Wei Fu, who was reading the "Tea Book" with an old god on the side, couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "The Mid-Autumn Festival only happens once a year, so it's time to join in the fun.

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However, even though we are just joining in the fun, the lanterns should not be too unsightly. Dali Temple will also be embarrassed by it!

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

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

As soon as these words came out, the whispering voices of discussion suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. After a while, someone smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid..."

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