Chapter 51 Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup

When the day was about to close, Master Hua, an inn chef who never worked overtime, was rarely seen in the kitchen in the backyard. As a small helper, Shan Xiaowu naturally had to accompany him obediently and be ready to do it at any time.

"Xiao Wu, come here," Chef Hua pinged in the kitchen for a long time. Suddenly, he put his head out of the window and waved to Shan Xiaowu. "Come here, come quickly, don't dawdling."

"Here we go, here we go."

He yawned, and Shan Xiaowu, who could not open his tired eyes leaning on the doorpost, muttered and beat his sore shoulder helplessly and walked into the hot and deadly kitchen.

"So many things," the corners of his eyes glanced at the rows of fresh chicken, duck and fish on the table. Shan Xiaowu frowned, "Are you always going to be a Man-Han banquet?"

"Go, what Man-Han Banquet, say all the things I haven't heard of," Master Hua knocked on the top of the head of Xiaowu with the bottom of the spoon, straightened the round belly, and slanted at Shan Xiaowu. "Master Hua, I know that you must have other strange dishes in your stomach. This is to ask you for advice."

"Ask me for advice?" The right hand index pointed inward and pointed to his eyebrows. The single little five mouth was completely opened into an O-shaped shape, and his eyes were round, which looked quite funny.

"What? Can't you?" Master Hua also widened his eyes like her, but because there was too much fat on his face, he couldn't hold it up. No matter how he looked at it, he was still only a little bigger than mung beans.

No matter how many sleepy you are, they will run away at this time. When the single five waists are straight, the momentum immediately comes up, "Ok, okay, of course, how can it not."

"Master Hua, I'm not bragging. There are really a lot of dishes in my stomach that are not available here." Shan Xiaowu raised his head and patted his chest with one hand on his waist and the other. "I can guarantee that the menu I wrote, this whole brocade, and even to Feifeng Kingdom or Xiliang Kingdom, is the only one with no centimeter." - Of course, the chain restaurant opened by their own Shanfu is not included.

"Yo, yo," Master Hua looked at her playing treasure, stretched out his hand and spooned over, and was quickly flashed by Shan Xiaowu's eyes. "I said, you boy, give you a few colors. It's really good to open a dyeing workshop. What kind of dish is our brocade, and even not available in other countries? Have you been to two other countries?

"If you want me to say, there are too many such dishes, such as fried eggs in Wuliu," Master Chaohua blinked, and Shan Xiaowu added proudly, "How's it going? Have you never heard of it? Hey hey."

Master Hua's fat face immediately showed a contemplative look, as if he was thinking about whether he had ever heard the name of this dish.

After a long time, he replied angrunt, "I really haven't heard of it."

Although Shan Xiaowu has a smile on his face, he keeps slandering in his heart: let you pretend, let you install, Wuliu fried eggs are traditional Cantonese cuisine, old Guangzhou's favorite food, not only the seasoning is exquisite, but also the heat is very popular. It is strange that someone can make it in this era. Even if she does it for the first time here, it is really It took a lot of effort to find those alternative materials.

"Master Hua hasn't heard of it. It's actually very normal. This dish was developed by my parents. It was only made for my family and did not circulate to the outside."

"That..." Master Hua is a person who loves to study cooking skills. As soon as he heard Shan Xiaowu say this, he immediately showed an expression of eagerness in his eyes.

"Master Hua, don't worry," Shan Xiaowu didn't know what he was thinking. He was afraid that he would make a demonstration by himself immediately, so he waved his hand and explained, "If Master Hua wants to learn this dish, Xiao Wu will definitely teach him everything he has learned, but today he really can't make this dish. Just because the materials to be prepared for this dish are relatively special, some of them have to be specially marinated and fermented, and the taste will be very different, so..."

Although Shan Xiaowu didn't finish his words, Chef Hua was not stupid and immediately figured out what she meant. Knowing that he couldn't learn this rare color today, he could only rub his hands regretfully. "In this case, let's learn it next time and learn it next time."

"Master Hua, although I can't make Wuliu fried eggs today, I have other dishes." Seeing that Chef Hua's expression seemed to be a little unhappy, Shan Xiaowu thought about it for a moment. Seeing that there was a light duck that had not yet been opened on the table, his mind flashed and he immediately smiled. "If Master Hua doesn't mind, Xiaowu can follow you. Let's study a fresh soup made from duck in water in our hometown.

In ancient times, few people ate the internal organs of animals, so when Shan Xiaowu said this, Master Hua immediately wondered, "Can you make soup with duck water?" I've never heard of it. After slaughtering ducks, they are usually thrown away in the water. I didn't expect it to be used to make soup in your hometown. It's fresh.

"Of course, you don't even know that the soup boiled with duck water is delicious. People everywhere like it, old or young." After taking a kitchen knife from the table, Shan Xiaowu put the faded duck on the cutting board and carefully prepared to open it and take out the internal organs.

Chef Hua was afraid that she would cut the duck badly, so he grabbed the knife and pushed her aside. "Let me do it. Look at your shaking hands. I know that you don't often do this work. Don't destroy the duck. After finishing the dishes, sprinkle the rest with salt and put it in the cellar. It will be useful tomorrow."

When Shan Xiaowu heard the words, the corners of her mouth twitched twice, and when she looked at the duck, her eyes were repelled. On such a hot day, she put the duck in the cellar with a temperature close to about 20 degrees Celsius for one night... She decided that if there was duck meat to eat tomorrow, all of them would be allocated to the shop's sophomore to add meals.

After teaching Chef Hua to make duck blood vermicelli soup, Shan Xiaowu's eyes were seriously unable to open. In the end, he could only barely rely on the action of rubbing his eyes to stay on the spot.

Chef Hua probably felt that he was a little unkind to leave people to steal the teacher and use other people's rest time, so after eating a large bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, he secretly stuffed three meat buns left today and a few pieces of beef for Shan Xiaowu, and told her to hide it and take it back for supper.

Of course, Shan Xiaowu will not refuse, although she now prefers to go back to her haystack to lie dead.

The two said goodbye to the inn shopkeeper and went home separately. As soon as they left the inn gate, Chef Hua hesitated and again and shouted at Shan Xiaowu, who was walking and shaking.

"The Xiao Hall of Tomorrow's Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum mainly celebrates the birthday for the old owner's wife. He specially invited a lot of cooks to cooks. You, Master Hua, and I'm also one of them. Or, I'll tell the shopkeeper tomorrow that you can come with me, so that you can help do something."

Shan Xiaowu's mind was still chaotic, but he was completely sober when he heard this, "Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum?"

Isn't that the bitch in Xiao Tiancheng?

Good boy, last time I took someone to plot against her in the woods, which made her almost hang up from dehydration. She was worried that she didn't have a chance to revenge. Unexpectedly, she would have the opportunity to send it to the door immediately. It's really helpful for me. Let's see how she makes that guy 'leashe' thousands of miles in front of everyone tomorrow. It's enough to humiliate him.

Thinking like this, Shan Xiaowu turned his head and smiled and said flatteringly, "Thank you, Master Hua, for your promotion. Xiaowu obeys your old arrangement."

Xiao Tiancheng, wait for me. There will be good fruit to eat tomorrow, hum.

"Brother Shan, my people have found out," in the inn room, Hong Jiu rarely picked up the tea cup. "The two people who died are indeed tall and short, wearing khaki clothes, which is very in line with Xiao Liuzi's description."

"So, those two people can be sure that they are the thieves who took away their sister?" Shan Baoqian stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking down at the secret letter in his hand, and narrowed his narrow eyes when he heard the words.

Hong Jiu took a sip of tea, and his eyebrows frowned in an instant. After hesitating for a long time, he still drank the sip of tea. His expression was as if he had swallowed several flies and was entangled. "I heard that the two people claimed to be brothers. The man and women robbed and sold it to Nanfeng Hall and the woman who began last year. Just sell it to the brothel."

Shan Bao turned around dryly, and his eyes were stained with fierce anger. He slapped the chair closest to him with his backhand, and instantly cracked the chair into pieces, "Blue House!"

"Brother Shan, don't be impatient, don't be impatient," Hong Jiu waved his hand and motioned him to calm down first, but he frowned and continued to drink tea. "When I knew the news, I had sent someone to stare at all the brothels in the city. Whether your sister is over there or not, there will be news soon, and Besides, as for the appearance of your sister when she was tied up, I guess those two blind people should sell her to the Nanfeng Hall..."

"...Brother Hong!" Shan Baoqian stared at him with a headache. When was it? Can you be more serious?

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Think about it, those two kidnappers are dead. What does that mean?" Although Hong Jiu is usually a little careless, he can still calm down and think at the critical moment. After all, it's none of his business.

"Brother Hong is saying..."

Shan Baoqian lowered his eyes, patted the window frame with his slender hand and muttered, "Since those two people are dead, there is another possibility that someone saved Xiao Wu?"

Caring is messy. How could he forget that there is still this?

"Master, there are several beggars downstairs at the door of the shop, saying that they are looking for their nine elders. Look at this...?" The shopkeeper picked up the kettle and added tea to the two. He hesitated before asking, "Can I ask you two masters to have a look?"

Shan Baoqian looked at Hong Jiu and knew that someone had sent a message. Hong Jiu was about to get up and go out with Xiao Er in the store, but was stopped by Shan Baoqian.

He took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and threw it to Xiao Er. Shan Baoqian ordered, "That's my friend. It's convenient for the second brother. Please bring them here."

"That's easy to say, it's easy to say." The shopkeeper's eyes almost narrowed into a slit. He took the broken silver into his arms with a happy smile, nodded and bowed. Soon, he brought in a gray-headed beggar who couldn't see his age.

"My son, the person you want has brought it to you."

"There is a second brother." Shan Baoqian nodded, and the shopkeeper bowed and went down.

The gray-faced beggar saluted the two of them, quickly walked to Hong Jiu, bent down and covered his mouth with his mouth and whispered in his ear, and then retreated back obediently.

Hong Jiu nodded with a focused face, untied a smoked black sign on his waist and handed it to him. The beggar took the sign, saluted again, and hurriedly withdrew.

Shan Baoqian looked at Hong Jiu taking a sip of tea, and there was a rare relaxed look on his face. At that moment, he asked in surprise, "Brother Hong, what happened?"

You should know that this guy hates drinking tea the most. Now he doesn't frown when he drinks tea, and he is still smiling. Isn't it going to change?

"Brother Shan," Hong Jiu put down the tea cup and took a long breath. "The latest news, Xiao Liuzi, the stinky boy who ate and drank in front of me last time, asked someone to tell me that I saw a person who looked very much like your sister in Jinling, who was also dressed in men's clothes, and the man also told Xiao Liuzi himself that his The name is single, small, five.

He deliberately slowed down the last three words and said, and sure enough, he saw Shan Baoqian's beautiful phoenix eyes losing their image.

"Yuan Baomei!" Shan Baoqian stood up, and his handsome face was slightly twisted. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. Their group rushed from Jinling to Yueluo, sent money and bribes and looked for people all over the street. As a result, she was still staying in Jinling. What's going on?

Hong Jiu liked to see that he had completely lost his demeanor, so he asked with a smile, "Are you sure it's really your sister?"

Shan Baoqian reluctantly suppressed the surprise at the bottom of his heart and nodded with a calm face, "Yes, the girl's name is indeed called Xiao Wu."

"Xiao Liuzi said that the person who claimed to be the same name as your sister is now working as a handyman in the inn where you lived before. Think about it, if it's really your sister, it should be a little possible."

"So, Yuan Baomei has escaped by herself?"

Did she kill those two people?

Shan Baoqian frowned two sword eyebrows, and his heart only moved, but then he laughed at his ridiculous idea. How could it be? No matter how strong Yuan Baomei is, she is just a weak woman. It is absolutely impossible to kill two strong men at the same time - is there someone secretly helping her?

"If Xiao Liuzi is right, she should have escaped, and she has returned to Jinling for some reason," Hong Jiu sat on the back of the chair like an old man, crossed his legs and picked his teeth comfortably with his little finger. "But after all, people haven't seen it yet. Under uncertain circumstances, I will Continue to send people to stare at the brothel and the Nanfeng Hall here until your brothers and sisters think about each other.

Shan Baoqian was thinking about someone secretly helping Shan Xiaowu. Hearing Hong Jiu say this, he bowed and hugged his fist, "Then there is Brother Lao Hong."

"Second young master, good news, good news!"

Before Hong Jiu could open his mouth, the jade over there had already rushed in with a sweat. His clothes were stained with dust, and even the bun was tilted to one side. The apple was even more red. Obviously, he had run a long way. "Second young master, maidservant... I found out, miss, the evidence that she had appeared here."