I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The things that Zhou Xiaosan found could not directly prove that the fire house was man-made, but at least it proved that some people did not want to see the public school run.

Who doesn't want it?

The promise seemed to be on the surface.

But the investigation still needs to be investigated, and evidence must be produced before people can be killed.

"Have you found out who is behind the scenes?" Li Shimin asked Zhou Xiaosan, but his eyes scanned the aristocratic family back and forth.

Zhou Xiaosan shook his head: "I haven't found out yet, those farmers don't know the identity of the people who hired them."

Li Shimin asked again: "How long will it take to find out?"

Zhou Xiaosan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I will try my best to investigate." He didn't set a clear deadline for himself, this matter...is not so easy to investigate.

Li Shimin looked at Zhou Xiaosan, feeling a little relieved.If it was placed on Zhou Xiaosan a year ago, he would definitely pat his chest and promise a deadline of one or two months.

Well, now, it's become smoother, it's become like an old fried dough stick.But this kind of person is precisely the one who can go down the court the most.

No matter how capable Lengtouqing is, he is just Lengtouqing.

"I want you to thoroughly investigate this case before the public school is completed, is there a problem?" Appreciation is appreciation, but this situation cannot be allowed to develop, Li Shimin asked.

Zhou Xiaosan cupped his hands and said, "I obey the order."

In fact, this sentence is equivalent to nonsense. No matter what, he must find out the case before the completion of the public school, otherwise... it is hard to say whether the public school can be completed.

Li Tai frowned, looking at his brother.

At the beginning, he didn't think there was anything strange about this matter, everything was natural, whether it was blocked or slipped, it was an accident that was easy to happen.

But... Zhou Xiaosan produced evidence.

The seed in his heart planted by the Li family took root and sprouted.He heard earlier that Li Chengqian would send someone to hinder him from surveying the geology of the public school, but he still didn't believe it.

Now he can't help but not believe it.

The court meeting broke up unhappy.

Wei Zheng let out a sigh of relief, changed his clothes in the carriage, and walked dully to the restaurant. There were not many customers in the afternoon, and only half of the seats were on the first floor.

These are the remaining customers at noon, and a few are new customers, but they have already finished receiving them and are eating, so beware of Li Yuan by the way.

Yin Xuan was lying behind the counter, with a copper basin beside him, pouring ice water in it, emitting a cool air.

Wei Zheng curled his lips and clicked his tongue, this kid really knows how to enjoy life.

"Hey, old man Wei, are you here? What do you want to eat?" Yin Xuanmao glanced at him and asked comfortably. The most pleasant thing in life is to cool off in summer and keep warm in winter.

Wei Zheng shook his head, dismissed the thoughts in his mind, waved his hand, announced the names of several dishes, and was about to have a good meal.

Liu Jingxian hurriedly stopped him, cupped his hands and said, "My guest, the restaurant has changed the menu now, come and take a look."

Wei Zheng was taken aback.

Changed the recipe?

He frowned. From what he meant, it seemed that the dishes he ordered were all gone?No way... He likes those dishes very much, and the store has nothing to do with it.

He took the recipe.

It is an ordinary cowhide book, but there is a word "Yue" written on the upper left corner, Wei Zheng recognizes it, this is Yin Xuan's own handwriting.

Guangdong?
This word Wei Zheng is not uncommon, and there are many interpretations of it in Shuowen Jiezi, one of which means "thick", but looking at this recipe, it has nothing to do with thick.

Is it...

This Cantonese refers to the land of South Vietnam?

Wei Zheng opened it with such doubts, and the first dish that caught his eye was a bright red roast goose, placed on the plate, shining with the luster of fat.

The painting is very good and very realistic.

Wei Zheng first gave such a compliment, and then swallowed hard.

This thing...how attractive it looks.

He then turned to the second page of the recipe.

It was a plate of yellowish meat thickened with Gorgon sauce, which looked quite springy and delicious, and there was a text on the side saying that this dish was sweet and sour.

It's just that the name is a bit confusing, what is pineapple glutinous rice meat, Wei Zheng didn't understand why this dish was named after the word "gugua", and what "gugua" meant.

But sweet and sour dishes... are really rare in restaurants.

Wei Zheng looked at the third page.

It was a bowl of soup, but Wei Zheng was very pleasantly surprised by the appearance of the soup. The appearance of the soup was a Tai Chi, with clear green and white, round and natural.

Wei Zheng looked at the name again. The name of this bowl of soup is also very grand, it is called "National Protection Cuisine".

"Shopkeeper!" Wei Zheng raised his head and looked at Yin Xuan in surprise, "Can your national protection dish really look like the one in the painting?"

Yin Xuan's dishes are always good-looking.

But...is it too exaggerated to be able to form a Taiji shape with such a clear distinction...

"Yes." Yin Xuan nodded concisely.

Wei Zheng smacked his lips without any doubt. Although he was very curious about what this dish would look like when it was served on the table, he continued to turn to the fourth page out of curiosity about the next dishes.

It was a few fried shrimps wrapped in golden cotton coats, and served with a small dish of rouge-colored sauce.

Hibiscus Shrimp.

It is a very beautiful dish just from the name.

Wei Zheng speeded up his browsing, Bergamot pork ribs, Baihua fish maw, steamed pork ribs in black bean sauce... These dishes greatly increased Wei Zheng's appetite.

There are more than 30 dishes in a cookbook, all of which are new dishes that he has never heard of before!
want to eat.

But Wei Zheng was aware of his appetite, and it was absolutely impossible to finish them all. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally only wanted three dishes.

Hibiscus prawns, national protection dishes, and bergamot ribs.

After a while, Liu Jing first brought the dishes to Wei Zheng's dining table.

The first thing Wei Zheng looked at was the Huguo Cuisine, which was the same as the one in the painting, with green and white colors, clearly forming a Tai Chi.

The ice bowl is filled with green jade, and the emerald melts away.

It didn't look like a hot soup, but when Wei Zheng put his hand next to the bowl, he could feel the burning heat again.

"Be careful when you drink it." Yin Xuan instructed, "This soup is topped with oil to lock in the heat, remember to remove the oil before eating."

Wei Zheng is good at what he does.

He pushed it away with chopsticks, and it was different from the soup he thought, it was slightly viscous, with a thick and slippery texture when he lifted the chopsticks, scooped it up with a spoon, put it into his mouth and chewed it to leave a soft fragrance.

Fragrant, soft and smooth.

This dish is a branch of Cantonese cuisine and a representative dish of Chaoshan cuisine.The main material for cooking is sweet potato leaves—this is the essence of Chinese cuisine.

No matter what kind of ingredients it is, it can be thought out to make delicious food.

The hibiscus shrimp is crispy and delicious, and the Bergamot ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.The taste is not very strong, Wei Zheng likes strong taste, the older he gets, the worse his sense of taste, he needs heavy salt to taste some of it.

But although these dishes are bland, they still please Wei Zheng.