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    Master Ming Hai left the capital for a reason.

    He not only practiced Zen, but also practiced martial arts. He is invincible in both civil and martial arts. How lonely is he to find an invincible opponent all over the country?

    Fortunately, he also likes fish food, so he became friends with many people because of fish.

    During the years he stayed in the capital, Master Ming Hai would leave the capital every two or three years after tasting fish-based dishes in the capital, to preach Buddhism all over the country.good food.

    And because the sea is rich in fish, so the preacher traveled all the way along the coast, and this time he came to Chuzhou was also a planned trip, but he did not expect that it was not long after the order was placed in Dafeng Temple, he casually fished by the river and was rescued.The little girl can cook delicious sauce.

    After learning that she can handle fish dishes, he wanted to try the fish dishes made by this little girl, whether they were as good as the sauces made by cooking.

    Don't be afraid even if it is not done well, he has prepared so many fish ingredients, if he fails once, he can do it again, just try as much as you want.

    In the end, Master Ming Hai didn't really trust Chen Nianguan's cooking skills, but he couldn't find a cook who was good at handling fish and meat, so he found Chen Nianguan as a substitute.

    Chen Nianguan stared at the two buckets full of live fish, and stayed there for a while before he could react.

    She thought that Master Ming Hai only prepared one or two fish for her to cook, but she didn't expect that there were nearly a dozen fish, and then she saw that almost half of them were dace, she immediately had an idea, and turned her head to look at MinghaiMaster: "Master Minghai, I have a way to deal with the dace here, but I need your help, or can you call someone to help?"

    "Miss Chen can let me eat delicious fish and delicacies. I will do my best to cooperate with you."

    So, Chen Nianguan picked out all the dace and put them in another bucket. He beat a three-pound dace to remove the scales, remove the head, remove the bone and pick the thorns, and then stir and knead it into a fish paste.

    It takes a lot of time to beat the fish meat into fish paste and then to mince the fish, as well as beat the egg liquid, which is why Chen Nianguan asked Master Ming Hai for help.

    This work is too tiring. In modern times, it can be handed over to the wall breaker and egg beater, but in this era, it can only be done manually, and she doesn't want to make this delicious dish as a last resort.

    It was probably the first time that Master Ming Hai heard of this method of handling fish food. At the beginning, he felt distrustful, but seeing Chen Nianguan's confidence, he thought, well, these fish are all caught for this little girl anyway.For those who practice their hands, he can just go fishing after the fumbling is over.

    Don't look at Master Ming Hai's age, after all, he was an eminent monk with both civil and military skills, so using mere brute force to deal with fish and meat is of course useless.

    When Chen Nianguan was also working in the kitchen, he cleaned up the fish.

    At this time, Chen Nianguan also prepared a lunch, calling Master Ming Hai to rest and eat.

    In addition to rice, there is only one soup and one dish.

    I chose a fish weighing two catties to make a golden chrysanthemum fish.

    There is also a tofu soup made with the leftover fish bones of dace.

    The condiments are all available in the kitchen of the meditation room.

    Because Chen Nianwan was invited to come over and make fish dishes for himself, Master Ming Hai had already prepared for it, and prepared more spices than Qingfeng Nunnery.

    Master Ming Hai had just finished making fish paste, when he came into the room to see the soup and dish, his complexion softened immediately and he salivated.

    Although it is the end of summer, Henan Province is located in the south, and the heat is not over. People in bitter summer have a bad appetite, but the golden chrysanthemum fish is sour and sweet. In addition, Chen Nianguan arranges it according to his cooking habits.On the plate, a few golden chrysanthemums are blooming on the white porcelain plate. In the middle are hundreds of flowers in the shape of cucumber slices and shredded radish. It is beautiful and delicious at first glance.

    Master Ming Hai, who was worried about Chen Nianguan's culinary skills, only took a sip, then squinted his eyes and said to her with a smile: "Master, master!"

    Chen Nianguan imitated the heroes in martial arts movies and said, "Acceptance, acquiescence!"

    Chen Nianguan hasn't eaten any meat dishes for nearly six days, and now of course he has to taste the fish that he makes himself.

    But she just sat down and lifted the chopsticks, but Master Ming Hai used bamboo chopsticks to block the two chopsticks she stretched out.

    "Master, you won't let me eat it?" Chen Nianguan was extremely wronged.

    Why shouldn't she eat the golden chrysanthemum fish that she worked so hard to make?

    Master Ming Hai pricked up his ears to listen, and said slowly: "This old man's meditation room has an unexpected visitor, it is inconvenient for the little girl to stay in the room, you go outside first."

    uninvited guest?

    Chen Nianguan widened his eyes and looked around, but saw nothing unusual.

    It's amazing, this is the ear power of a well-educated eminent monk, can you hear someone coming?

    Chen Nianguan didn't say anything else, filled a bowl of white rice with a golden chrysanthemum fish, and ran out of the yard.

    She has self-knowledge, she is a mortal, and this matter of an eminent monk and an uninvited guest may be a trick of a master, so don't get involved.

    As soon as Chen Nianguan left, a figure floated down from the beam.

    Master Ming Hai looked at the person coming.

    He is a dignified and dignified gentleman, young and weak, born with orchids and jade trees, rich and handsome, with a noble arrogance in his whole body, after sitting in the original position of Chen Nianguan, he smiled with a pair of twinkling phoenix eyesGet up: "Master Ming Hai is so happy, he actually ran to Chuzhou to enjoy himself!"

    "Your Majesty seems to be at ease!" Lang Jun in front of Master Ming Hai frowned, "I heard that your Majesty went to Chuzhou to suppress the bandits, and now that you're done, shouldn't it be time to return to the court to receive the reward?"

    Recently, pirates have been prevalent in Taizhou and other places in the eastern part of the south of the Yangtze River, especially the Japanese pirates who came across the sea. The coastal fishermen are not very troubled.The patrolling campaign encircled and exterminated pirates big and small, frightened the pirates back to the sea, and stationed troops in important coastal government offices, finally solved the predicament of intrusion in coastal state capitals.

    "Tsk, who wants to come here to suppress the bandits? If I wasn't forced by the old man at home, I wouldn't be too lazy to come to this cold and windy place." Lang Jun stretched out two slender fingers like bamboo joints and shook them lazily.Sitting lazily, disdain appeared on his face, "I'm going back to Beijing today to ask the Holy Majesty to marry me, Princess Shang, how nice it is to be a son-in-law, and live a happy life of eating and drinking all day long!"

    As Lang Jun said, he glanced at the golden chrysanthemum fish on the small table for a long time, looked left and right, and finally saw the bamboo chopsticks on the shelf, so he grabbed two and went to hold the golden chrysanthemum fish, but Master Ming Hai used themThe bamboo chopsticks blocked it.

    "The old monk wishes the son's wish to be fulfilled as soon as possible!"

    "Master, don't be so stingy!" Lang Jun laughed, and used bamboo chopsticks to fight Ming Hai's tricks, becoming more and more fierce, but he said: "Just now that little girl is your new cook, Master? I saw her just now."The cooking skills are not bad, let this son taste how it really tastes!"

    "It's shameless to be a gentleman on the Liangshang. The son doesn't even have the courtesy to visit the house. How dare you ask me for food?" Master Ming Hai shook his head, "No, Miss Chen made this for the old monk."

    After a few back and forth, Lang Jun successfully snatched the food, and took a bite of a nasturtium made of fish meat. He was surprised. After eating a few bites, he gave a thumbs up to Master Minghai, "Okay, master, where did you find it?Chef, it's the first time I've tasted this flavor, it's a bit like squirrel mandarin fish, but the taste is obviously better."

    As he said that, he wanted to pick it up, so Master Ming Hai simply picked up the whole plate of golden chrysanthemum fish and put it in his arms: "Go, go back to Beijing as soon as you have nothing to do, and be your son-in-law!"

    "Hahaha!" Lang Jun narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked at Master Ming Hai with his chin resting, "Do you believe it or not, Master, when I return to Beijing to marry a princess? Which princess is the most beautiful in the palace? Master, do you know?"

    Master Ming Hai rolled his eyes and said nothing, savoring the golden chrysanthemum fish that only belonged to him.

    Lang Jun again took it by himself without asking, took a bowl of milky white fish head tofu soup in a porcelain bowl, and drank it with great relish, after drinking it in one gulp, after a long time, he said: "Tsk, I shouldn't be meddling in the first place.However, this son is lucky, and he can accidentally find evidence that the ministers of the DPRK and China colluded with the pirates, but they have alarmed their minions, trouble!"

    As Lang Jun said, he glanced at Master Ming Hai, and said: "Don't think that this son is not doing his job properly, but he still has righteousness in his heart. Now that I know about the silverfish that erodes the Great Zhou Chaogang, naturally I can't just ignore it, this timeAll the way to Beijing is being watched by the mastermind behind the scenes, I am worried..., alas, I am afraid that the evidence will be artificially lost before arriving in the capital!"

    Master Ming Hai heard his mention, and put down the bamboo chopsticks slowly: "So?"

    "So I'd like to ask Master for a favor."

    As for what's busy, it's obvious.

    "I want to entrust all the evidence to the master. On the surface, I will return to the capital with the army with the evidence of guilt, and the master will return to Beijing to hand over the evidence to the emperor secretly." Lang Jun changed his smile and said seriously.

    "Is this the reason why you acted sneakily, son?"

    "Ha, I don't want people to find out my whereabouts, so I can only act in such a low-key manner." Lang Jun smiled and said, "If I leak this meeting with you, the master, I am afraid that I will cause trouble for the master."

    Master Ming Hai was silent.

    "Master?" Lang Jun asked again.

    "Things?" Master Ming Hai asked back.

    Lang Jun laughed, "As expected of a master."

    "Why is there so much nonsense?"

    "Okay, no nonsense." As Lang Jun said, he took out a piece of paper from his cuff, put it on the small table, handed it to Master Ming Hai, and slowly let go.

    Master Ming Hai stretched out his hand to pick up the piece of paper, unfolded it for a look, and after silently memorizing it, he ate the paper into his mouth, took a sip of the soup, swallowed it, and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Got it?????!"

    Lang Jun nodded and drifted away.

    Master Ming Hai sat quietly for a long time, and continued to finish the remaining chrysanthemum fish and tofu soup before walking out of the yard.

    After leaving the room, Chen Nianwan kept paying attention to the movement in the room, and occasionally heard a few laughs, only then did he realize that Master Ming Hai really had a guest.

    She came to cook for Master Ming Hai to repay her life-saving grace, not to see who the guests of Master Ming Hai were, so she immediately turned her head and stopped eavesdropping. After eating the rice, she quickly took care of Master Ming Hai and put it inFish paste in a tub.

    Add salt, pepper, mixed egg liquid, etc. and knead it. After the fish paste was processed into a paste, she moved the wooden basin into the kitchen. There was a huge iron pan inside, and the golden chrysanthemum fish was fried just now.The oil remains.

    Chen Nianguan re-ignited the fire and poured in a lot of oil before scooping the fish paste into small balls and frying them in the hot oil on a low fire.Next pot.

    What Chen Nianguan cooks for Master Ming Hai is a famous special dish, wrinkled yarn fish curd.

    When Master Ming Hai came in, Chen Nianwan had already finished frying a pot, so he greeted him with a smile: "Master Ming Hai, please try it, this is wrinkled fish curd made from fried fish, also called fish curd."

    Ming Hai looked at the rotten fish, each of which was the size of an egg, golden in color, and when he took a bite, the outside was crispy, but the inside was soft and tender, so he couldn't help but nodded: "Not bad, not bad, Miss Chen is really a master."

    Chen Nianguan laughed: "This fish curd can be eaten right away like this. It can be made into a sauce and eaten with other dishes. It can also be added when eating noodles and soup, and it can be kept longer than fish."

    "Can you carry it with you for snacks at any time?"

    "It's cool today, so it should be fine."

    "Okay, okay." Master Ming Hai ate another fish curd, and his once serious face because of the unexpected visitor eased.

    Without further ado, he will leave for Beijing today. This fish curd is so well made, it is the first time he has tasted this kind of delicacy, and if he wants to keep all the fish curd in this big potReally reluctant.

    Master Ming Hai looked at Chen Nianwan and wanted to invite her to Beijing together, but in the end he still didn't say the words.

    How could such a young lady be willing to leave her mother and travel thousands of miles to Beijing alone?

    He is an old monk, half of his body was buried in the loess, and he kidnapped a little lady for his appetite, how decent is he?

    Master Ming Hai finally shook his head, and before Chen Nianguan left, he stopped her and told her that all the spices in the room were given to her.

    "Master, really?" Chen Nianguan secretly pleased.

    Because Master Ming Hai is particular about food, he left many precious spices that he collected in the kitchen, and he didn't want them all?

    Hearing that Master Ming Hai was going back to the capital, he understood instantly, and smiled: "Then I won't be polite."

    It seems that Master Ming Hai was in a hurry to leave and couldn't bring these things with him.

    "You don't have to be polite. If there is a destiny in the future, I still want to eat the fish dishes made by Miss Chen."

    "Master Ming Hai, don't worry, if there is a destiny in the future, as long as the master speaks, I will cook for you immediately." Chen Nianwan looked at the unfinished fish in the bucket and asked: "Then, these fish?"

    "Take what you can."

    The monks and nuns of Dafeng Temple and Qingfeng Nunnery are all fasting and vegetarian, so this fish cannot be kept for them. Chen Nianguan just took it away.

    Master Ming Hai left overnight.

    The next day, when Chen Nianguan went down the mountain to return to Funing County, he brought not only two buckets of fish, but also some fish curds fried in the early morning, and no less than thirty kinds of spices from Master Ming Hai, who had cleaned up overnight.

    And a bag of polished rice, a bag of brown rice, a crock of oil, and more than 20 eggs that were left after distribution to Qingfeng Nunnery.

    There is also half a bag of wheat flour and a small bag of cornmeal.

    Almost everything in Master Ming Hai's house was emptied.

    To go back to the impoverished courtyard in Funing County, he would naturally take as much supplies as he had.

    For children from poor families, the first initial capital is very important.

    The author has something to say:

    Chen Nianguan: Well, I, Chen, started my business with this initial capital.(make a fist)

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