After discussing with Liang Yuan, Wen jinniang decides to let Jingxin and Xiaoqi sit in the carriage. Liang Yuan and Wen jinniang ride with him.
In the carriage, I slowly eat sesame pancakes. From time to time, I take a look at Yang Qi who eats dried almonds. I take a look at Yang Qi's instinctive love.
Not many words, occasionally say a few words are very sweet, normal children of this age, especially boys are very rebellious, but Yang Qi is not like this, even very filial, know to give sesame cake to himself.
"Here, don't just eat dried almonds. They don't wrap your stomach."
Yang Qi looked at a sesame pancake handed over by Jing Xin, and then looked at Jing Xin's benevolent appearance. He raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head slowly and firmly.
"No, I'll give you everything."
"You also said to give it to me, and it's all mine. Now I'll give it to you, and you can eat it."
Jingxin thinks that Yang Qi is upright and refuses to accept his good intentions. Unexpectedly, Yang Qi's words almost don't make him angry.
"You understand wrong. I mean I'm tired of eating. If I don't compete with you, my sister will make up for me with other delicious food."
“.......”
When Yang Qi said this, he still had no expression on his face. He tried to persuade himself to be childish, but he didn't mean to give up sesame pancakes.
"Who's the one your sister asked me to go over?"
"The third prince."
"Poof"
Jingxin just drank the tea mixed with sesame pancakes and sprayed it out. Yang Qi quickly pulled one of the handkerchiefs to block his face. After confirming that there was no threat, he put the handkerchief down. His calm face finally had a look of disgust.
"What third prince?! Shouldn't the person your sister wants to pass out be a relative or something? Isn't it something at home? "
"The third prince was killed. The emperor ordered his brother-in-law to find out the truth. My sister asked you to go down the mountain to help the third prince
Yang Qi's words are concise and comprehensive, but meditation can't be accepted, even furious.
"Stop! Stop the car for me
Yang Qi looked at the master of meditation, who was like a charcoal explosion. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and jumped down. He sat still.
Liang Yuan and Wen jinniang get off the horse when they hear the sound. They go to the carriage, look at the people walking towards the circuit and ask what's wrong with Yang Qi.
"It's nothing. The meditation master of Lingguang Temple turned back and refused to help us pass the dead."
There are still many pilgrims on the mountain road. Yang Qi raised his voice from the carriage, which immediately attracted many people's attention. Then everyone's eyes swept to the white browed monk who walked up the mountain with positive and negative Qi.
"That's the master of meditation?! Oh, my God! It's the master of meditation
"Master meditation, I've come to you specially, master meditation!"
"Master meditation, I'm here for you too. Master meditation, wait for me!"
Master Jing Xin just went out for ten steps. When he saw the people surrounded by him in all directions, his smooth scalp felt numb. He turned around and ran back quickly and stepped on the carriage.
"Let's go, let's go. If we don't go again, I'm really going back."
The coachman quickly waved the whip and drove away. Wen jinniang and Liang Yuan looked at each other with a smile. They rode on the horse and ran down the mountain after the carriage.
Jing Xin is taken to Liang Fu all the way. When he gets off the carriage, he pats Liang Yuan's hand and walks in calmly.
Wen jinniang signals Liang Yuan and Yang Qi to go after master Jingxin, and turns to the kitchen.
Master Jingxin was cheated down the mountain by Yang Qi with sesame cake. He was so angry all the way. I'm afraid that the sesame cake in his stomach had already been digested. It's easy for him to do things by quickly making something that can make him eat.
Although Liang's kitchen is not as rich as the restaurant's food, it is still able to prepare several kinds of food to be served.
Master Jingxin is a monk. He doesn't eat meat. It takes a lot of effort to make vegetables into flowers.
With the dough ready in the kitchen, Wen jinniang decided to make a Fried Bun quickly.
Wash and dice the mushrooms and eggplant, chop the leeks, soak the vermicelli and cut them into small pieces, mix them together, add sesame oil, salt, soy sauce, etc. to adjust the flavor, divide the dough, roll out the round skin, and start to wrap the palm sized bun.
After packing, take out the new pan made by the king of Beijing blacksmith, pour it into hot oil and boil it. After boiling, leave a little oil in the pan. After three laps, the steamed buns are cooked.
The woman in the kitchen, with her hands tied, watched the whole process of making fried buns by Wen jinniang, and kept every step and material in mind. If in the future, no matter what the masters want to eat, they have to cook by themselves, it's not far from being sold.
The key point of fried buns is to pour water into the bottom and cover the pan when the bottom is golden. Subconsciously, Wen jinniang stepped back two steps to avoid the water and oil splashing on her clothes. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time to change clothes. No one knows if master Jingxin will lose patience and run away.
Yang Qi and Liang Yuan sit there silently and watch master Jingxin start to meditate cross legged. They don't eat the tea. It seems that they are really angry and can't leave immediately because of their face.
Liang Yuan frequently looks to the kitchen direction, finally looks forward to Wen jinniang.
Wen jinniang's figure has just appeared in the plagiarism corridor. She has been meditating with her eyes closed. She suddenly opens her eyes, and her nose stirs uncontrollably.
"What's the taste? How fragrant
Yang Qi also smelled it and sniffed it. He couldn't tell what it was. It must be something he hadn't eaten.
"I've kept master Jingxin waiting for a long time. It's because the people's wife didn't treat me well. It was done by the people's wife herself, so it took some time."
"Hum --"
Although Jing Xin gave a cold hum, her eyes were still glued to Wen jinniang's food plate, and her legs were put down. It was impossible for her to meditate any more. Didn't you see that the two goods were ready to sell.
"It's Fried Bun. It's all vegetarian. Even the pan for Fried Bun is new. I haven't touched any meat. Please try it."
Wen jinniang pats Yang Qi's and Liang Yuan's hands and puts the Fried Bun on the table beside Jing Xin's hand.
Glancing at the injured Yang Qi and Liang Yuan, the meditation is very helpful. He stroked his white beard, picked up his chopsticks and read aloud. The Buddha picked up a fried bun and bit it.
"Good... Good... Hoo - good..."
Liang Yuan and Yang Qi looked at the meditation for a long time, but they didn't say one or two or three. They swallowed their saliva and continued to stare at his mouth.
"How hot! It's delicious, too. "
"Really?"
Wen jinniang pursed a few wisps of hair hanging down her ear. She was surprised to see Master Jingxin, but she got a white eye.
"Well! Monks don't lie. Good food is good food. It's not like you. I'll try my best to cheat you down the mountain. Let's talk about how to spend time with the third prince. "
After the quiet mouth adapted to the temperature of the Fried Bun, he began to eat it without any scruples. He didn't mean to give Liang Yuan and Yang Qi a few.
Liang Yuan and Yang Qi watched Jingxin University eat. If Wen jinniang was not there, they would rush to grab it. But Wen jinniang was there, so they had to sit and watch.