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The Small Canteen Of Dali Temple Chapter 89: Mung Bean Cake (5)

“Fuzi was not dead. He was taken to the inn for adoption by the retired veterans.” Lin Fei said calmly, “These have been personally confirmed by the retired veterans in Salt Lake City.”

” When Hu Chengzu and Ma Sanci saw Old Lady Zhou, they remembered that Fuzi had appeared in Salt Lake City with her, so they told Fuzi that his origin might be related to your family of the Prince of Huaishan.”

The Huaishan County Prince’s family had no lack of descendants; moreover, Fuzi did not resembled anyone from the Prince’s family in any way.

From then on, it was not difficult to consider a loyal old servant who had taken the place of the Prince at that time.

“What the two of them did from beginning to end was just to find Fuzi’s biological parents, that’s all.” Lin Fei said, “The two of them had no idea about Old Lady Zhou’s talks and transactions with the Japanese pirates.”

Zhao Mengzhuo glanced at the pale-faced King Huaishan: In other words, killing so many people… was actually unnecessary from the beginning.

This matter had indeed been covered up tightly by the Huaishan County Prince’s family. If his family were not suspicious and jumped out to kill others, they would not have been involved in the subsequent events, let alone raise Lin Fei’s suspicion.

It was really unnecessary! After all, it was the Prince himself who revealed the evil deeds he had done.

Zhao Mengzhuo glanced at Lin Fei and now recalled what Lin Fei said when he interrogated the Huaishan County Prince and his family. In addition to holding a booklet of suspected evidence in his hand, Lin Fei only asked in a leading way, “Why did the old County Prince go there?”, and the rest of the truth about the incident was revealed by the Prince of Huaishan County himself.

This interrogation method… was really dangerous! If the Prince of Huaishan was determined not to let go… well, judging from the suspicious nature of the Prince of Huaishan, it would not be surprising to see the booklet in Lin Fei’s hand and have fully imagined it in his mind, and would take the initiative to confess.

Looking at the pale faces of the Huaishan County Prince, Lin Fei paused for a moment and then said: “There is another thing. The Late Emperor and Emperor Jing are no longer here. Although it cannot be confirmed, I think it is very likely to be true.”

“The old Huaishan County Prince fell ill with a sudden chill, unable to recover, and suddenly died,” Lin Fei said. “Before his death, both the late emperor and Emperor Jing came to see the old Huaishan County Prince. Moreover, the medical manual of the physician who treated Huaishan Junwang that year had torn off the section related to treating him. I have a suspicion that the death of the old Huaishan County Prince might not have been as simple as it seemed. He chose to die to ensure the safety of your family.”

Of course, this matter was just speculation now, without direct evidence. But judging from various signs, this was very likely to be true.

In other words, the former Emperor Jing and the late Emperor had already known about the old Huaishan County Prince’s collusion with the Japanese. Regarding this matter, if the Huaishan County Prince and his family had received letters and threats from the Japanese and chosen to report it directly to the late Emperor, nothing would have happened later.

It’s true that the more we try to fix things, the more mistakes we make. It might have been better to just withdraw and not get involved in the first place.

If they didn’t have evil intentions, why would they do this?

At present, the lives of the family personally admitted to killing were not only Hu Chengzu and Ma Sanci but also Fuzi and Manager Huang indirectly. In addition, the lives of the people in Salt Lake City who were affected twenty-five years ago were also counted here. On the head of the family.

As a result, this family was involved in too many human life lawsuits, and he was afraid that the summary of this case could only be done by himself! Zhao Mengzhuo took the case file marked “Puppet Play” from Liu Yuan.

Master Zhao took the initiative to take over, which was naturally the best. Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and followed Lin Fei out of the Dali Temple prison.

The case had finally been settled now, and they could take advantage of this time to rest for a few days to recuperate their sprained foot and a broken hand.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw not far ahead, Ah Bing, Tangyuan, and Ji Caimai, each holding a plate of pastries in their hands and eating pastries with tea in the corridor.

They must be having a pretty pleasant little life!

When Liu Yuan saw this, without thinking, he waved to a few people and asked, “Are you eating Master Wen’s new food?”

Ah Bing and Tangyuan nodded, raised the pastries in their hands, and said, ” Master Wen’s new mung bean cake, how many adults would like to eat it?”

“Mung bean cake!” It’s not like he hadn’t eaten it before. However, after all the hard work, he was indeed a little hungry. It was not long after lunch, and it would still be a few hours before he could eat the evening meal made by Master Wen. It would be a good idea to have two pieces to satisfy his stomach first.

A few people walked over and looked at the square mung bean cake on the plate. Master Wen didn’t come up with anything new this time. The mung bean cake was similar to the one bought outside. The mold was the same one used by the public chef to make mooncakes last year, with the four characters “Flowers blooming, moon full” engraved on it.

T/N

At last the dish mentioned in the title makes its appearance

But now that they were hungry, they didn’t care about this anymore. Each of them picked up a piece, and before they even brought it to their mouths, they felt a strong rush of milk mixed with an indescribable refreshing taste.

“This is…” Liu Yuan looked at the mung bean cake in his hand in surprise. It looked like nothing new on the outside, but when he was about to put it into his mouth, he realized that Master Wen was Master Wen, and there was always something unique about the dishes she made.

Resisting the urge to put the mung bean cake into his mouth, Liu Yuan took the mung bean cake under his nose to smell it and said: “The smell of cow milk is very strong, but there is a refreshing taste in it. It tastes really good in summer. This taste… “

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fei, who was picking up a piece of mung bean cake opposite, said: “It’s a mint cake.”

Even though they were ornamental, because of the refreshing scent they exuded, there were two pots of mint leaves in his study, providing a sense of clarity and freshness.

However, even though he had been dealing with this plant for many years, this was the first time he had seen someone using it for cooking. Lin Fei took a bite of the mung bean cake, paused for a moment, and then asked Tangyuan and others who were eating the mung bean cake: “Where is Master Wen?”

Tangyuan pointed to the direction of the palace and said, “Master Wen went to deliver mung bean cake to General Liang. This mung bean cake was what General Liang asked for.”

Lin Fei nodded after hearing this and took another piece of the Mung bean cake, turned around, and left.

Seeing the rare “eating and taking” experience at the top, Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu looked at each other and put the mung bean cake into their mouths.

The rich smell and the unignorable coolness flowed from the lips and teeth to the nose. After getting used to the coolness and savoring the mung bean cake in their mouth, they realized that the pastry was sweet but not greasy, mixed with the fragrance of milk. When you took a bite, the texture was as delicate as soft sand. It was moister than ordinary powdery pastries but drier than sticky ones. It was impartial and just right. Although mung bean cake could be seen everywhere, they had never tasted mung bean cake with this kind of texture.

Liu Yuan couldn’t help but nod.

Outside the bright door, Liang Hongjin, who finally ate the mung bean cake that she had been thinking about all night yesterday, also nodded and said, “It’s just the taste. I’m used to eating the mung bean cake made by you, but I can’t get used to eating the ones made by others.”

Wen Mingtang handed the basket of pastries to Liang Hongjin. Seeing that the time was almost up and she needed to return to prepare the evening meal, she noticed Liang Hongjin, who was eating the green bean cake, suddenly halted her movements. Liang Hongjin looked towards a place not far behind her and said, “Xiao Mingtang, it seems like someone is looking for you!”

(End of this chapter)


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