Zhao Lian, who was scolded by Mrs. Liu, put down her chopsticks angrily, touched the coins in her sleeve pocket and went to the kitchen. She and Sister Wen went out to buy a pancake to deal with it.

The two girls don't have much appetite, so one pancake is enough for each of them.

After Zhao Lian left, Mrs. Liu glanced at Zhao Dalang who was busy eating: "Look! Look!" She pointed at Zhao Dalang's nose and cursed, "I told you what you were doing in the palace.

The sister who married Si Shan is not easy to get along with, am I right now?"

"I won't leave the palace until next year! This year, we will ask the criminal official named Wen to come to our house and eat free!" Mrs. Liu raised her hand angrily and slapped Zhao Dalang.

Zhao Dalang covered his slapped face and said nonchalantly: "Maybe not! My sister said last time that Miss Wen will only stay for a few days before leaving."

"Let's go? Where can she go after becoming a criminal officer? Go down to find her relatives?" Ms. Liu sneered and cursed Zhao Dalang, who was covering his face, "Look at that girl named Wen, how shameless and smiling she is.

.Aren’t you the same character as your yin-yang-yang-mei who is the cook? I just scolded Amao by scolding her for cheating, but she didn’t even respond. How could such a thick-skinned person not live forever?

Go down?"

It's already unbearable for Mrs. Liu to continue living there. What's even more unbearable is: "Your sister who cooks the food will leave the palace next year. By then, will I or she be in charge of Zhao Ji Restaurant?"

Zhao Dalang covered his swollen face and remained silent, saying: "But...but the land deed of this restaurant belongs to her, and she built the restaurant. Even if she really left the palace, she is my sister after all.

I won’t make it too difficult for you and me. You can just let her go when the time comes..."

"You want me to let her? Dream!" Mrs. Liu screamed, raised her hand and slapped Zhao Dalang's face again, pointed at his nose and cursed, "I tell you, call me Liu Su'e and act based on people's faces.

, don’t even think about it!”

"If you don't get the land deed and the shop before she leaves the palace, we will divorce!" Mrs. Liu shouted.

The word "harmony" frightened Zhao Dalang so much that his face turned pale, and he said with a grimace: "But I can't help it, the land deed..."

"So, you have to listen to me and find a way!" Mrs. Liu was too lazy to listen to Zhao Dalang's nonsense, interrupted him, rolled her eyes, pointed in the direction of the kitchen at the back, and said, "Let's start with this girl's movie.

If anything goes wrong in the girl's film, your sister who is the recommender will also be involved. Then I will use this as a leverage to sell your sister as soon as she comes out of the palace... Well, you can still exchange for it if you get married.

Some gift money. If you marry a chicken and follow the chicken, if you marry a dog and follow the dog, you have become someone else's family. Doesn't this land deed become ours?"

Listening to Mrs. Liu's plan of scheming against her own sister, Zhao Dalang didn't even say a word, only bowed his head and hummed.

Mrs. Liu was very satisfied with the way she was saying what she was saying and letting others manipulate her. Back then, she had fallen in love with Zhao Dalang, a useless person like him, and a girl who was so powerful that she could lay golden eggs.

Through Zhao Dalang, wouldn't it be much easier to get his sister's money than it would be for her to go out and make money on her own?

Just as he was thinking about it, a smell of fragrance suddenly poured into his nose. Ms. Liu was stunned for a moment. When she realized that it was coming from the kitchen, her expression immediately changed and she said to Zhao Dalang who was still stunned: "Look here.

Stay in the shop, I'll go take a look at the back!"

The little girl surnamed Wen didn't think of herself as an outsider. She also had some meat bought at a high price in the kitchen. Could it be that this girl used her meat for food?

This is incredible! Mrs. Liu hurried to the kitchen with a cold expression on her face.

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But Wen Mingtang, who said to Mr. Liu, "You can just wash it and re-cook it and eat it," walked into the kitchen.

The bowl of noodles stained with pot ash was indeed placed on the stove. Looking at the noodles with pot ash deliberately sprinkled in the bowl, Wen Mingtang didn't take it seriously. He directly poured a ladle of cold water into the bowl and started stirring it.

Zhao Lian, who was ordered not to eat by Mrs. Liu, saw Wen Mingtang silently "washing her face" as soon as she entered the door.

Zhao Lian's face turned red again. Seeing this, she hurriedly stepped forward to hold Wen Mingtang's hand and said, "Sister Wen, please don't eat. I still have a few copper coins here. Let's go to the street and buy two pancakes to eat!"

But Wen Mingtang shook his head at her and asked Zhao Lian with a smile: "Have you ever eaten fried noodles?"

She knows how to stir-fry, but can noodles and other boiled things also be stir-fried?

"I haven't eaten it." Zhao Lian looked at Wen Mingtang who was "washing his face" and shook his head honestly, "I haven't heard of it either."

"Then you're in for a treat today." Wen Mingtang winked at her and said, "I'll let you try the fried noodles today."

After leaving Zhao Lian to look at the "washed noodles" in the kitchen, Wen Mingtang went back to the house and brought ten eggs bought from the market along with a handful of green vegetables and Hu's onions.

Crack two eggs into a bowl and mix well. Remove the roots from the vegetables and shred the onions.

Oil, salt, sauce, and sugar are all things that are not lacking in ordinary people's kitchens, let alone restaurant kitchens.

When everything was ready, Wen Mingtang poured a spoonful of vegetable oil into the pan. When the oil became hot, he immediately poured in two beaten eggs.

The aroma of scrambled eggs immediately came out. Zhao Lian looked at the scrambled eggs and before she could react, she heard several clinking sounds of the iron spoon colliding with the iron pan. Wen Mingtang had already scooped up the yellow and orange scrambled eggs and placed them on the table.

Put it aside, then add another spoonful of vegetable oil, and pour in the vegetables and onions.

When the onions met the oil, the fragrance was immediately stimulated. Zhao Lian, who originally saw the onions running to the door, couldn't help but ran back again.

She had seen all the dishes of the Hu people in the Luoma Market, and she knew the name of the onion. Once, when she and Liu were visiting the Luoma Market, she saw the Hu people eating raw onions with steamed buns.

Out of curiosity, passers-by came forward to beg for money. The barbarian was also generous and would not refuse anyone who came. Given Liu's greedy temperament, he naturally came forward to beg for money. As a result... the spicy taste of the raw onions almost made her and the two of them choke to death.

What was even worse was that Ms. Liu touched her eyes with the hand that had touched the onions, resulting in tears flowing down her cheeks all afternoon.

From then on, Zhao Lian took a detour when she saw onions, but she didn't expect that the aroma of onions would be so overwhelming after being fried.

Zhao Lian couldn't hold it back, she felt the fluid on her mouth and tongue coming out uncontrollably, she looked at the pot eagerly, reluctant to move away.

After briefly frying the vegetables and onions, Wen Mingtang poured the "washed noodles" and eggs into the pot, added sauce, sugar, and salt and stir-fried.

Zhao Lian only saw that Wen Mingtang's method of cooking noodles was fast and neat, not even half a minute slower than her method of chopping vegetables.

The already overbearing aroma of onions combined with the aroma of the sauce will seduce the gluttons in people's stomachs.
Chapter completed!