Mr. Minguo's kitchen

Lin Weirui stepped into the kitchen, followed by two servants.Although Xiaobao, who had been up all night, had a wrinkled face, his eyes were particularly energetic.He stood by the side of the pot and kept stirring the pot with a large spoon. When he saw Lin Weirui coming, he gave him his seat, stood beside him and said excitedly: "Young master! I will prepare the ingredients according to your orders. You Taste the taste, is it right? I have never smelled such a delicious Laba porridge when I grow up!"

Lin Weirui took some of it from a bowl and put it in his mouth to taste it, then nodded with satisfaction, yes, I didn't slack off last night.Little Treasure is a bit out of line, but he has always taken what he taught him very seriously.

Ye Honghu stood behind him, and naturally used his spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the porridge in the bowl and put it into his mouth.The entrance is warm and lingering, without a trace of graininess. Even large grains such as pinto beans can be softened in the mouth by gently pressing with the tongue. Adding sweet-scented osmanthus sugar makes the whole bowl of porridge sweet but not greasy. After finishing the porridge that Lin Weirui put out to taste, Lin Zhenpeng below looked at them eagerly, and didn't wait for a spoonful to be fed, and she was about to cry with golden peas in her eyes.

Seeing his gluttonous appearance, Lin Weirui said to him: "After the Laba porridge is cooked, you can't drink it. You have to sacrifice to the gods, Buddhas and ancestors first. You have another task later."

As soon as Lin Zhenpeng heard that there was a task, she quickly responded to the call of the organization: "What is the task? Brother, I promise to complete it!"

"It's not difficult. Later, you will take a bowl of porridge and go to the yard to see all the trees and flowers, and wherever the roots are dry and soft, you will pour a spoonful of Laba porridge."

"Why? What a waste." This porridge is so fragrant, what a pity to throw it away!

Lin Weirui adjusted the heat, and said unhurriedly: "Your grandma Hu said that spring returns to the earth, and the trees and flowers in these places will grow better in the coming year."

Ye Honghu wondered: "Aren't you annoyed by these feudal and superstitious activities?"

"Aunt Hu said it, and who said I don't believe it?" Lin Weirui gave him a sideways look.

Ye Honghu thinks about it too, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens gave him his life for nothing, and even sent him his daughter-in-law out of mercy. After sending it back, where can he find it after more than 100 years?So he said seriously: "Then I will believe it from now on."

Lin Weirui didn't know why he suddenly came to this conclusion, but he just urged him to ask someone to bring things to worship the ancestors.The chief steward who was awakened by the scent rushed over to open the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall of the Marshal’s Mansion is just like an ordinary family. The Ye family has always been sparsely populated, and there are not many memorial tablets, and the previous generations were all grassroots. It was not until the generation of Ye Honghu that the Siberian tiger emerged. Ye Honghu is really a good descendant of Guangzong Yaozu.Lighting the incense, Ye Honghu thought, if this old ancestor knew that his future Zeng/Zeng/Grandson daughter-in-law was a male doll, the coffin would probably not be able to hold it down.However, no matter how unstoppable he was, he couldn't jump out and beat him as an unfilial descendant. He just pretended to offer a few sticks of incense, and he had the right to comfort his ancestors.

I hope that the ancestors will bless my daughter-in-law with no disease or disaster in her life, stay away from evil people and villains, get everything she asks, get everything she wishes, and be with her forever.

Old Ancestors: Dreaming!

Ye Honghu: Tsk, as expected, I should ask the gods and Buddhas to be more reliable.

After worshiping the ancestors, everyone came to the table, and Lin Zhenpeng's errands were completed, and now he was holding a bowl of thick and sweet Laba porridge, drinking it without looking up.In the air, even the white mist floating on the porridge smelled fragrant. Food may have always been sensational, but the people holding the porridge at this moment felt warm in their hearts and looked relaxed.

At this time, no one cared too much about status, everyone gathered in the hall to drink porridge and talk in low voices.Lin Weirui and Ye Honghu in the first seat are discussing the matter of the restaurant. Now that they are doing business together, they get along much more harmoniously.Dabao came out of the kitchen and asked, "Young Master, I think it's almost dawn, when do you think it's better to serve porridge?"

Originally, this Laba porridge had to be given to the neighbors after it was cooked, as a good sign of a happy relationship, but no one dared to be neighbors with the Marshal's Mansion, anyway, there was too much porridge, so it was changed to serving porridge in front of the Marshal's Mansion.

Seeing Ye Honghu, he softly asked the person next to him who was concentrating on the design of the restaurant, "Is there a lot of porridge left?"

Lin Weirui didn't raise her head, "No matter how much you make, there will be no leftovers, but it's not impossible to cook it now. It's just that the taste is worse."

Ye Honghu smiled, "It's okay, I just want to give some to the group of animals below to try, so that they don't come to me again to report on Wu Xiaoba and Lao Jiang."

Lin Weirui also heard the rumors about the famous generals fighting over a jar of wine and a plate of pickles. Although she didn't know whether the rumors were true or not, she felt amused, so she came to tell Dabao and Xiaobao about it.

After Dabao asked who he was going to give it to, he became more thoughtful after hearing it. After Feng came to live, he would open a branch in Fengtian. Because he took the route with a higher price, he would have to deal with these big people in the future. Instead, they can gain fame by giving away Laba porridge this time.The young master didn't go into details, so he put the pot of porridge that the young master supervised last night into a food box and sent it to the people in the Marshal's mansion.At the same time, another pot was cooked. In the small kitchen, more than [-] people divided the work, and the five brass cauldrons were placed on the new-style gas stove, and the movements were not slow.

Near the end of the year, Yuan Xiaolan, who was supposed to be in the capital, appeared on the streets of Fengtian at this moment. He came back and performed on stage again for nearly half a year. He is also well-known now, but fortunately, most of the public's understanding of him stays on his usual stage. He was heavily made up, so no one recognized him at the moment.

Wearing a thick long gown, he also wore a cloak. The wind in Fengtian winter is very strong, and no cloak can make people shiver so much that they don't want to take a step in front of them.Liu Xiaodie, who was serving beside him, saw that his expression was still gloomy, and he was anxious. Looking around, he saw a long line of elders and elders lined up at the other end of the long street. Said that I have never been to Fengtian and want to go out for a stroll, how about we go and have a look? Maybe there is something in Laba today!"

Yuan Xiaolan also looked in the direction he pointed. There was indeed a long line, from the street to the end of the street. It was puzzling that so many people gathered together, but there was not much noise. If Xiaodie hadn't called him , he didn't even notice.

He was a little curious, so he let Xiaodie pull him forward to line up.As soon as you stand in the direction of the team, you can smell the faint fragrance.Yuan Xiaolan didn't eat much when she went out, but now she smelled this smell and felt a little hungry.Is there a big family in front of us giving alms?

Xiaodie has already sent the news to the old man in front of her. Today, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there is really someone setting up some porridge, but it is not a rich family, but Fengtian's Marshal's Mansion!

This is more eye-catching than the porridge given by those rich and noble families, not to mention the taste, which really echoes what the old man said.Xiaodie has never seen this famous big shot!I didn't expect to be able to drink his family's porridge first today. Rounding it up is equivalent to eating with Ye Dashuai. He was so excited that he broke out in a hot sweat in winter. Not to mention, many people here think this way .

Yuan Xiaolan thought, this is only Marshal Ye, nine of the ten warlords are bad, and one is Marshal Ye.Other important people, do you think the common people will pay attention to you, and it is too late to hide from you, dare to line up in front of your house to get food?But of course, there are also some young intellectuals and masters who look down on Ye Honghu. Every day in the newspapers, they scold Ye Honghu for using military force to waste people's money, destroying the democratic republic, and practicing corruption.There are also some gentlemen from a scholarly family who are extremely ironic about Ye Honghu's background in the green forest, thinking that he is an ordinary man who can't read a single word, how can he hold a high position, just like Ye Honghu's graduation certificate from Fengtian Military Academy In their eyes, it was just a piece of toilet paper, as if they would not be able to reflect their patriotic and democratic advanced revolutionary status if they did not scold Ye Honghu, a great warlord, as if they would be able to take themselves more seriously if they scolded Ye Honghu.

Ye Honghu: They only dared to be so arrogant because their father didn't beat them.

It should be said that Yuan Xiaolan still has some connections with this Marshal Ye when he came to Fengtian. It is said that his performance in Xiangcheng that day was a great success, and the adjutant Wu even met him in person later and thanked him.He was flattered.

Yuan Xiaolan grew up in an opera troupe and became famous when she was 15 years old. During a performance, a boy from a wealthy family surnamed Chen asked for a reward in person. After going through the world, he was easily lured by the prosperity and sweet words, and moths flew into the flames. At that time, he only felt that he would die without any regrets.

"Hi, my name is Chen Jingyou, Jingyou from 'Jingyou's spirit is high and elegant, clean and dangling, who is the enemy'."

"I, my name is Yuan Xiaolan."

"Is it Lan from 'Sleeping in vain on the flowing water alone, I am envious of returning to the Xilan'? Your name is so beautiful."

"Hmm..." Yuan Xiaolan didn't know until that day that the name she chose at will could be so beautiful.However, there is some beauty, too ethereal, as if the wind will blow away.

Yuan Xiaolan went from being afraid at the beginning to being in love with each other later. In the end, Chen Jingyou redeemed him, and a generation of famous actress Lan retired from the stage as the ending. It seems that this life should end here, just like the genius and beauty in the script. .

But the reality is that half a year later, Chen's father offended a big shot while doing business, and the Chen family's business went bankrupt, and Chen's father even died in bed after that.The lady from a wealthy family, with long armor and a curved mouth, pointed at him and cursed him as a broom star vixen, and told him to get out of the house in a hideous manner.

It's hard to stop, but Chen Jingyou is a generation of dandies after all. Apart from being unable to accept the status quo of falling from a sought-after young master to an ordinary person in a well-off family, he was also aroused by the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and he was determined to revive the family business. By the way, he avenged his father and trampled on those who laughed at him.The Chen family's connections are all broken, and their assets are mediocre. At this time, Yuan Xiaolan, who was sought after by countless big shots and fanciers, can undoubtedly help him a lot. Matchmaking.

The reward for the incident in Xiangcheng was that Chen Jingyou hooked up with Fengtian, and the business of Jingyou's family also improved a bit, so they simply moved to Fengtian to develop. Even Jingyou's mother never saw him again. Let him go hysterically.Yuan Xiaolan thought that it was finally okay now, that they could return to their original love.However, today in Laba, he planned to bring a gift to Jing You to celebrate the festival with him, but he found out that Jing You's mother had invited a cousin from her natal family to visit her as a guest, and said that she would stay for half a month. expose.

He was depressed, even though Chen Jingyou vowed tenderly as before that he would never marry someone else, and made him bear a lot of patience and care, after all, she was his mother and the only relative.But he still agreed on the surface, and he couldn't help but go out of the Chen Mansion to wander the streets and he didn't want to see the happy family of that family.Maybe it's the end of the new year, so he might be homesick, but where does he come from as an orphan?

Although the line is long, it is well-ordered, and the action is fast, and it will be their turn soon.

The boy who served the porridge had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was wearing a strange white dress, with a white mask around his face. He asked them if they had brought anything to serve, and was not annoyed when they heard that they hadn’t, so he took a white one from the side. It was a bit like a cup made of paper. It contained two full bowls of Laba porridge and handed it to the two of them. He also smiled and said: "Blessings to the gentlemen, I wish you all the best and peace in the coming year!"

Everyone around applauded, Yuan Xiaolan thanked, and took the paper cup with some embarrassment, he didn't have the time to think about how the paper cup could hold porridge.

The Laba porridge in a strange cup transmits the temperature to the person holding it through the thin paper cup. Yuan Xiaolan’s hand is warm. Throat slid down to belly, ironed and warm.

He silently repeated what the younger brother said just now: "Everything will be smooth and peaceful in the coming year. It must be..." Everything will be fine, won't it?

Xiaodie couldn't wait to finish the drink, and when she raised her head to share his surprise with her master, she saw tears streaming down her face.

Liu Xiaodie's heart twitched, and she secretly cursed the person surnamed Chen.

Yuan Xiaolan was a little embarrassed, his delicate face was flushed with the warmth of the porridge at the moment, he looked fragile and beautiful, only to see him laughing and whispering: "It's because the wind is too strong, it's blinding my eyes."

Liu Xiaodie didn't expose it, but said that today is really windy.

"This porridge is really delicious. It would be great if Jing You could also drink it."

"But it seems that there is only one bowl per person... I saw that they have already finished giving, so I might as well ask, I think there is something wrong with the bottom of the pot." He said so, but he thought in his heart that it would be best if the bottom of the pot was covered. Clean it up, don't let that surnamed Chen eat this peerless delicacy.

Seeing the young master who had just brought the porridge come over, Xiao Bao hesitated to speak, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, sir?"

Yuan Xiaolan was thin-skinned, so she plucked up her courage and asked embarrassingly: "Dare to ask my brother, is there still porridge left in the pot? Loved ones at home to taste. Of course I am willing to pay for it."

Xiaobao saw the handsome young master in front of him, and he spoke softly when making the request, afraid that he would not agree.He is a rough man, and he has always been polite to this kind of young man. When he got tangled up, he gave him a bowl of porridge that he had hidden, scratched his head and said, "The reward will be waived. This porridge is really delicious. After all, it is my teacher." You are really blessed with the food that uncle poured out, take it home and give it to your lady to taste, it’s delicious even though it’s cold!" His tone was full of admiration for his uncle, he had just tasted the porridge No one with taste would object to his words.

Yuan Xiaolan was finally happy now, he put the porridge in his arms and protected it with a cloak so as not to get cold, then hired a rickshaw and went back to the Chen residence.

"Jing You, look, what delicious food did I bring you?"

In the study, when Chen Jingyou saw him coming back, his face was no longer depressed, he was relieved, went forward to take the porridge in his hand, and said softly: "It turns out it is Laba porridge, and it is also cooked at home, why did you go outside?" sold it?"

Yuan Xiaolan smiled shyly: "I didn't buy it. The Marshal's Mansion was giving out porridge. Xiaodie and I got it after queuing up. You should try it. It's really different from our own cooking. Very fragrant!"

When Chen Jingyou heard him talking about the Marshal's Mansion, he excitedly pulled him to the table, pointed at the contract on the table and said with a smile: "Xiao Lan, look, this is a contract signed this month, although it is still a small order, But there will be more and more in the future!"

Yuan Xiaolan was also happy for him, "Ah Jing, you are amazing!"

Chen Jingyou kissed his hair, and said softly: "It's all thanks to you, Xiaolan, I wronged you to please those people with eyes on the top of their heads. Don't worry, when I restore my family business, I will kill those who have fallen into trouble." Lesson learned, you can continue to retire and become the young wife of our Chen family!"

Yuan Xiaolan blushed when she heard this, and ignored him.

"Xiaolan, I heard that Liu Liu who is on the road has also come to Fengtian now. He is your fan. He will definitely be there when the time comes. The Grand Theater invited you to perform. You have to set up the line for me this time. If If you get on the side with this master, the Chen family will turn around soon!"

"But……"

"what happened?"

"...No, let's have porridge."

The Laba porridge, which was warmed by people's body, has already been completely cold without people.