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The Small Canteen Of Dali Temple Chapter 60: Roast Duck (1)

Wu Zuo was startled and ran over before he could put down the jidan guan bing in his hand.

Under the sunlight, the scars on the fingers were crisscrossed. Lin Fei suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the hand from behind. The scars that seemed messy at first connected with each other, and the lines gradually became clear.

Wuzuo’s expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed, “It’s the same word!”

“Niú.” Lin Fei looked at the word on his hand and said.

Wu Zuo was stunned when he heard this and said, “Does he want to say that his murderer’s surname is Niu or that there is a word for Niu in his name?”

Lin Fei shook his head and said, “I don’t know.” He lowered his gaze to his own hand, subconsciously closing it slightly. He attempted to run his thumb between his fingers but only managed to leave an imprint, causing extreme pain.

The ten fingers were connected to the heart, and people’s instinct was to shrink back when they were in pain. When he scratched his fingers with his nails, his fingers subconsciously flinched.

It would be difficult to do this unless you had a strong belief in your heart or were supported by emotions such as anger and pain.

This word was written two days before the person’s death. It was obviously impossible to infer from this word that the murderer’s surname was Niu or that there was the word “Niu” in his name.

Lin Fei put down his hand, looked at the man on the table for a moment, then turned and walked out.

On the way back from the temple, one had to pass through the square in the middle of Dali Temple. Dali Temple was busy at that time, and the square was empty except for a young man and a young woman, both in their late teens, who were gesturing near the storage room entrance while keeping an eye on it.

“We, Master Wen, need something to hang the ducks. Do you have a long-necked bottle that can be used for this purpose?”

The handyman listened with a puzzled expression, then shook his head and said, “No!”

The confused look really made people doubt whether he understood.

The boy and girl jumped up anxiously and said, “I also need a stove that can roast duck. That stove…”

“Can you stew it in an iron pot?” The handyman interrupted them and pointed to the warehouse behind him. He said, “There are a lot of iron pots in the warehouse! You can stew the duck in them!”

The boy and girl said: “…”

When they were anxiously preparing to compete with the helper who didn’t understand, a clear voice sounded from behind them.

“The morning meal has passed, is she going to make supper today?”

Ah Bing and Tangyuan, who were making gestures, were startled by the sound and quickly turned around. When they faced Lin Fei, they were so frightened that they hurriedly saluted and said hello.

Lin Fei said “Hmm”, looked at the two of them, and asked seriously: “Is she making evening snacks?”

Ah Bing and Tangyuan looked at each other and said hurriedly: “It’s not for late-night snacks. We just need to borrow the public kitchen to prepare some food. It’s not considered late-night snacking.”

If the rules of the Household Department were messed up, it would be bad if others found fault.

Lin Fei obviously understood what they meant. After hearing this, he turned around and said, “Follow me!” After that, he led the two of them and walked to another room not far from the warehouse.

Ah Bing and Tangyuan saw this room every day. There was a big copper lock on the top as if no strangers should come near it. On normal days, no one was seen opening the lock and entering. Originally, they thought it was a storage room for miscellaneous items, but it turned out to be something else…

They watched Lin Fei take out the key from his sleeve pocket, open the big copper lock, push the door open, and walk in.

Ah Bing and Tangyuan, who were standing outside and did not dare to enter the house, looked inside and felt dazzled by what they saw at a glance. There were messy bottles and cans, and there were many things that they had never seen before. They didn’t know where Lin Shaoqing’s room full of messy belongings came from.

From the messy room, Lin Fei pointed to a row of long-mouthed white porcelain bottles and asked the two of them: “Are you looking for a bottle like this?”

Ah Bing nodded hurriedly with Tangyuan and said, “I heard Master Wen say this is the one!”

Lin Fei said “Hmm”, then pointed to a black and square object at his feet, and said: “This thing should be placed on the stove and can be used to roast duck.” Ah Bing and Tangyuan were stunned when they saw it.

After coming back to their senses, he stammered: “Thank you… thank you Lin Shaoqing, let’s just…” After saying that, the two of them were about to step forward to lift it but were stopped by Lin Fei.

“Let Zhao You do it!” He said, handed over the key, and said, “Whatever she wants in the future, she can find it from inside.”

After Tangyuan took the key, Lin Fei left.

The two of them were stunned for a while, and then they couldn’t help but murmur: “Where did Lin Shaoqing get these things?”

When Zhao You came to Wen Mingtang carrying the square iron lump-like object, Wen Mingtang couldn’t help but be stunned. She squatted down and looked at the “oven” in front of her. There was a square door directly in front of him. There was a lock on the door. When he pulled it, the empty inner box inside was revealed. The inner box is neat, and there are even a few holes on both sides for ventilation.

After looking around the “oven” several times, even Wen Mingtang couldn’t help but exclaim: “Who made this? It’s so awesome!”

She didn’t have any expectations of finding a stove that was comparable to a modern oven. She just wanted to find a somewhat similar stove. The rest would be watched by someone, turning the duck from time to time.

Unexpectedly, she found a stove like this, where she could bake easily with an iron skewer placed directly in the ventilation hole.

Zhao You, who came over to give the stove, spoke with pride in his tone: “Our Lin Shaoqing asked people to make it.”

Wen Mingtang: “…” Why would a Dali Temple Shaoqing make such a thing?

Just as she was wondering, she saw Zhao You come carrying a piece of iron. Ji Caimai, who came to see the situation, came in and said, “It’s used by Lin Shaoqing to solve a case. Sometimes when he can’t figure out the progress of a case, Lin Shaoqing will ask someone to make some weird objects.”

“He also made the wooden skewers for the barbecue last time.” Ji Caimai couldn’t help but sigh as he said, “Lin Shaoqing is serious and responsible in his work, but these strange objects he crafts are usually of no use after he figures things out and solves the case. It feels like a bit of a waste. But now, with you here, they won’t go to waste!”

The emotion in his voice made everyone listen: “…”

Tangyuan handed the key to Wen Mingtang and said: “Lin Shaoqing gave it to me. He said that if you need anything, you can go there and have a look. If you need it, just use it.”

Wen Mingtang was silent, took the key, and put it away.

Ji Caimai in the other wing was already squatting on the porch looking at the ducks perched on the white porcelain bottles.

Their long necks were all tilted in one direction. Master Wen still arranged the ingredients in the usual orderly manner, but it was inexplicably funny.

“How pitiful they look!” Ji Caimai muttered, guiltily rubbing his stomach. “But I’m already looking forward to the taste of the roast duck tonight.”

On this hot day, after the surface moisture on the duck had dried, Wen Mingtang brought it inside and brushed it with a mixture of wine, vinegar, honey, and water.

Ah Bing and Tangyuan found it entertaining and couldn’t resist taking over Wen Mingtang’s task, continuing to brush the duck.

“What’s the use of brushing this?” Tangyuan asked curiously.


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