blue shirt oath

Chapter 10 Killer Identity

Thinking about something in his heart, Song Guichen didn't sleep well that night.

Before Mao's time, he heard the sound of someone walking outside the house.

Song Guichen got up quickly, took a basin of cold water to clean his face, and then came to the back kitchen of the west building of the Suocui Building.

Yesterday Zhou Qiang was supposed to bring her to see Cook Duan, but at that moment, Cook Duan happened to be serving the dishes herself, so she didn't see her.

Today Song Guichen came to the kitchen early, but saw a few handymen carrying fresh ingredients. Seeing Song Guichen, a bearded man who was tall and thick said:

"Little girl got up very early, are you the new cook?"

"Hey, yes." Song Guichen smiled sweetly, guessing that the cooks might arrive later, he said, "I just entered the Shocui Building yesterday, and I want to come here to get acquainted first, so I can meet the master."

The bearded beard said: "You don't know yet, yesterday Duan Cook was trying to assassinate Han Biban, and she was arrested by the imperial guards and taken to the government. If you want to look for her, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her."

"what?"

Song Guichen couldn't help but screamed out, she never imagined that the woman she saw last night was actually the famous cook Duan from Suocuilou.

Seeing her stunned in place in surprise, the bearded man said that she was too young to listen to bloody things like assassinations, and then said: "Fortunately, Han Cai was auspicious, and I heard that he was only injured a little bit, so it's fine."

Hearing that Han Song was injured, Song Guichen wanted to visit her several times, but now she is just a little girl that Han Song took in from the street into the Shocui Tower, and Han Song bought it from the Shocui Tower, so it’s not like she just wants to visit. visiting.

After thinking about it, Song Guichen went into the kitchen, cooked a bowl of jasper crystal jade pot, and came to Han Song's residence.

The bartender at the door stopped Song Guichen, saying that Han Biran needed to rest and no one should disturb him.

Song Guichen had no choice but to hand over the food box to the bartender and ask him to hand it over to Han Song.

What she didn't know was that right after she turned and left, the bartender immediately opened the food box and began to feast on it.

He has been staying here since last night, and he hasn't had breakfast yet.

A spoonful of jade pot in the mouth, immediately articulate.

The bartender Lin Qi couldn't help but take a few more mouthfuls, closed her eyes and leaned on the corridor to sigh in satisfaction.

He has lived to such an age, and he has never had such delicious porridge!

At first glance, this porridge was nothing special, it was just duck meat, ginger, onion, and garlic, but he could clearly feel that this bowl of porridge was not at the same level as the porridge he had eaten before.

"Lin Qi, you're being lazy again!"

Hearing this, Lin Qi, who was reminiscing about the deliciousness of the jade pot, immediately stood up straight: "Mr. Meng."

"Has the procurement officer Han woke up?"

"Not yet. Last night after Dr. Yu took the medicine and left, Han Caiban read the account books in the middle of the night and fell asleep when the cock crowed."

The building manager didn't say anything, he just left the food box that Lin Qi put casually in the corridor, Lin Qi hurriedly said: "This is from the little girl that Han Biban took in yesterday, just thinking about it, Han Biban didn't encounter it. Assassination, it’s better to be more careful about the entrance, so.”

Lou Zhang Meng nodded slightly, Lin Qi's consideration was indeed reasonable.

However, Lou Zhang Meng still looked at the food box frequently, it was because the faint scent emanating from the food box was so enticing that he had to wonder what was inside.

Lin Qi is very discerning. Seeing the building manager standing still, he couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he hurriedly took out the remaining half bowl of porridge from the food box, and said, "This porridge looks ordinary. The entrance is excellent."

While talking, he took off the upper layer of the food box, but saw three small dishes in the middle layer, which were exquisitely and cutely placed, and the side dishes for the porridge were arranged ingeniously.

Lou Zhang Meng couldn't help looking sideways: "What's on the lower floor?"

Hearing this, Lin Qi hurriedly took out the three dishes of side dishes, but saw that the bottom layer of the food box was actually a cup of tea.

When Lin Qifang just drank the porridge, he only felt that the porridge was very delicious, and now he saw the side dishes and tea on the second and bottom floors of the food box, and he was amazed for a while.

I didn't expect this simple porridge to take so much thought.

Before he could express the admiration in his heart, Mr. Meng picked up the chopsticks in the food box and put a chopsticks of side dishes into his mouth.

Lin Qi was stunned in place.

The normally unsmiling building chief simply sat down on the courtyard porch, picked up the remaining half bowl of porridge, and began to eat side dishes.

Seeing that the small dishes of side dishes were wiped out by the building manager in a short time, Lin Qi secretly regretted: I didn't seize the time to eat more, and I didn't open the lower two floors of the food box to have a look!

After half a bowl of porridge and three small dishes of side dishes, Lou Zhang slowly picked up the cup of homemade tea.

The tea in the cup was still warm, Lou Zhang closed his eyes, put the tea to his nose and sniffed it before putting it into his mouth.

After eating and drinking, Lou Zhang got up and took a look inside the house, seeing that it was still quiet inside, he didn't care about Lin Qi's dumbfounded, and left coolly with his hands behind his back.

Han Caiban was assassinated, and the assassin was the cook in the building. Although the cook Duan had been arrested and sent to the government, the inside and outside of the Shocui Building were still heavily guarded.

Song Guichen was in the back kitchen, but he also heard a lot about Mrs. Duan.

It turned out that this Duan cook was named Duan Yi'an, when Han Caiban went to Beijing for business a few years ago, he brought her back, and since then she has been the head chef of the West Building, in charge of the affairs of the back kitchen of the West Building.

It is said that she used to be the imperial cook in the palace, and was persecuted for offending the nobles of Kaifeng Mansion. It was Han Caiban who rescued her and brought her to Hangzhou.

"I never imagined that Cook Duan, who usually looks so kind, would commit murder."

"That's right, Han Biban is still Cook Duan's savior."

Song Guichen is young, but his hands and feet are diligent, he speaks politely, and when he smiles, he shows thin eyebrows, kind and cute. Everyone likes this new little girl very much, so they are willing to talk to her.

Song Guichen put the chicken wings into the oil pan, and while waiting for the oil to fry, he casually asked, "Is Chef Duan usually very kind?"

"Yes, she treats our sisters very well, unlike the chief chefs in other buildings, who always train the assistants."

"A few days ago, my father went to the mountain to collect medicine and broke his leg. It was An Niang who paid for the doctor." A girl who is about the same age as Song Guichen and wearing a bun said sadly, "This month's money No, I haven't returned the silver to An Niang, she said "

The chicken wings in the oil pan were fried until golden. Song Guichen held the pan with his left hand and exerted force. All the chicken wings were turned over steadily, but not a single drop of oil in the oil pan spilled out.

Seeing this, the girl with double buns showed unabashed shock and envy in her eyes.

She immediately put aside the sadness she had just mentioned about Cook Duan, and came to Song Guichen: "Xiao Chen, you are amazing! I have been learning from Cook Duan for so long, and I still dare not turn over the pot empty-handed. I'm so stupid."

Everyone was amused by the praise and self-blame she blurted out: "Yueyue, turning the pot is just a skill, if you practice a lot, it will come naturally."

Yueyue pouted: "But Xiaochen is younger than me, she knows it, but I still can't."

Song Guichen hurriedly explained: "My parents have both died since I was a child, and I can only do this because I have to."

(End of this chapter)