Ninety-sixth bowl of soup (3)
It turns out that food is a great recipe for bonding. Otherwise, look, what is Mr. Xie who was indifferent and alienated to Qing Huan before, what is he like now? It was even more exciting than meeting relatives, especially after Qing Huan gave him the most delicious and tender belly meat of sweet and sour fish.
Mr. Yang is over forty years old this year. He has no wife and no children. He is a loyal minister and a lonely minister, so the saint trusts him very much. Because he has a wide body and a fat body, he looks richer. He hates evil like hatred, but he is easy-going and can talk to anyone. Xie He has been by his side for some years, so it can be said that he loves his father and son. But the brothers still know how to settle accounts, let alone "father and son" who are not related by blood
Because of a fish tail, the two almost got into a fight. Of course Master Yang couldn't beat Xie He, so he proposed Wendou. Xie He refused. Although he had studied with his father for two years, he was only at the level of literacy. Mr. Yang was the number one scholar handpicked by the late emperor. Besides, what's the comparison? The fish tail should be his.
Mr. Yang said: "Thank you catcher, it's not that you don't like fish, come and come and help me eat."
Xie He quickly took the plate away, and said with a blank face, "I dare not bother you, my subordinates are not picky eaters."
The other catchers dipped in the fish juice and mixed rice, and the food was extremely sweet, but it was a pity that there was only one fish, and there was the boss and the boss's boss, so what happened to them? Although I'm not full, I still have lunch to fill my stomach, but... Miss Qing Huan's cooking is so delicious, I really want to have a chance to eat it again!
Thinking right in her heart, she heard the beautiful girl smile and say: "You catchers have worked hard, there is only one fish today, so I have neglected you all. Instead, I will be the host tomorrow and invite everyone to have barbecue."! ! !
At this moment, Miss Qinghuan is a goddess in their hearts, no one can compare to her!
Master Yang's eyes lit up, and he took out a black money bag from his arms: "All right, all right, my official treat, my official treat, that's the deal!"
Qing Huan took the money bag unceremoniously, the two of them were interesting, they just had to pay for something after eating something.
Mr. Yang is a single dog who eats enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry. It is useless to keep money on him. He has always been close to the people and has no official airs. He gets along well with his subordinates, but one thing is greed. Of course, he hid this weakness very well, otherwise it wouldn't be too bad if people found out. The biggest characteristic of his lonely minister is that he doesn't take hard and soft things. He has relatives of the emperor, high-ranking officials and aristocrats under his command. comfortable.
Mr. Yang, Mr. Xie, the two single dogs looked at her with shining eyes, as if they were asking: When is tomorrow
She laughed and said: "It's fine tonight. I'll go buy the ingredients in the afternoon, and I can eat it after dismantling it in the evening. But there are so many people and there are so many things to buy. I'm afraid I will have to trouble the adults to send me some people. "
"No problem, no problem." Master Yang waved his hand. "You can have as many as you want."
Xie He said directly: "I'll go with you."
Qing Huan said with a smile: "Yes, it's just that I need to trouble the adults a little."
Mr. Yang is still very forthright: "You just say it!" If there is something to eat, it's up to him!
"That's it." Qing Huan carried the little pomegranate in front of him and stuffed it to him. "I'm going out, so please take the little pomegranate with you."
This Mr. Yang is really inexperienced, he has never raised a child before, and the little pomegranate's limp body is in his arms, he is at a loss what to do.
So there was a hot barbecue in the evening. Master Yang said that since he wanted to reward everyone, he couldn't eat alone, so he transferred the barbecue to the front house, and all the policemen came except for the policeman guarding the gate! On the barbecue rack, the ingredients are all washed clean, the meat is thin and tender, the vegetables are fresh, the sauce is spicy, and there is something called mustard from Western countries. After putting it on, people who love spicy food will cry Come out but still want to eat. Barbecue does not require any technical content, so Qing Huan didn't do much after imparting experience. She is a woman after all, and she is not suitable to stay with so many men. The steps here and there turn around.
Ah, by the way, Xie He also bought wine.
A good Huadiao, a sip of mellow and strong fragrance, a man likes these two sips, one sip of meat and one sip of wine. It was thanks to Miss Qing Huan that they could have this meal today, so from this day onwards, their eyes when they saw Qing Huan became very kind.
After a night of carnival, everyone came to work on the second day with panda eyes on their heads. The headache was dying. They drank too much last night. Most of them stayed in the yamen and slept. When they wake up in the morning, they feel that their heads are not their own. It was as if a group of ostriches were running wildly inside, running around, and finally got their heads into the sand.
Xie He didn't feel like he could drink too much, it would be a tragedy for Master Yang, who was not able to drink but insisted on drinking, fortunately at this time, Qing Huan took the initiative to send over drinking soup—goddess!
Uncle Wuzuo also drank a lot last night. The capital city was quite lively yesterday. He was so old that he had to drink with young people.
Qing Huan took the cup back, pretending to be casual and asked: "You are troubled, why, haven't you found out the identity of that person yesterday?"
"How can it be so easy to find out." Wu Zuo sighed. "In our Kyoto prefecture, there are so many unsolved cases every year, and there are many unidentified corpses. After registration, there is basically no news. These poor people don't even have a chance to go to the ground. The family members I don't know if they are dead or alive."
Qing Huan nodded and went out. Xie He was beside her, carrying a jar of hangover soup, and said: "If there are clues, we will definitely investigate."
"Master Xie, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
Xie He didn't even think about it: "I don't believe it."
Qing Huan: "... If I say that my straight-talking is not a bluff, can I help you catch the murderer?"
Xie He's expression suddenly became indescribable. He thought she was a good girl, who could tell fortunes or something... But in order to maintain Qing Huan's self-esteem, he cleared his throat and said, "Why don't you talk about it first."
"You can go and investigate the dyeing workshop in Beijing." Qing Huan glanced back, and the ghost of the poor man was standing beside Uncle Wu Zuo. He was wearing clothes, which was not the same as the naked corpse lying in the morgue. Same. "The deceased was wearing a set of white brocade robes. It looked very valuable, and he must have been rich. His facial features were very deep, and he was probably from the north. There were many colors on the brocade robes. I think he looked like he came to the capital from the north. A rich merchant in the dye business."
Xie He: "..."
"Whether it's true or not, Mr. Xie, how about checking it out first?"
Xie He always wants to give her face, after all, he can eat people with a soft mouth.
As a result, he came back with the prisoner in the afternoon, and Mr. Yang was still surprised. How could this case be solved? How did it break? There was nothing on the deceased to prove his identity, his face was ruined, and no one from the Kyoto Prefecture came to report the crime, but this? ?
The prisoner was indeed the owner of a dyeing workshop. Xie He brought the policemen to door to door, only this one refused to let them go in and search, Xie He felt that there was something wrong with them on the spot, and sure enough, a bag of gold, silver and jewelry was found, the boss refused to admit to murdering and seizing money, but Xie He found a toenail in the dye vat—it was the boss that rubbed it off when dragging the corpse. The boss was guilty and only took off the clothes of the rich businessman, but he didn't notice that the feet soaked in dye came out. question.
Seeing wealth, he led the rich merchant to the dyeing vat, saying that this was a new dye he had just researched. The rich merchant bowed his head, and strangled him to death with a white cloth for dyeing. Unexpectedly, they both fell into the dyeing vat while struggling. The boss got up and fished out the body. Afraid of being discovered, he took off his clothes and threw it into the moat at night. The new dye didn't last long, and faded after a while in the river, so no one suspected him.
The toenail happened to be the one that the deceased had fallen off, and it was just the right size, and the boss pleaded guilty before that fact.
Xie He went to Qing Huan's small courtyard at night and asked her sincerely, "How do you know?"
"The ghost of the dead told me."
Xie He: "..."
"I know Mr. Xie doesn't believe it, but what I said is correct, isn't it?"
Once the door to the new world is opened, it is not easy to close. Qing Huan thoughtfully gave Xie He a little space to buffer: "I made fish cakes tonight, would you like to have some, Mr. Xie?"
Master Xie said, "Yes."
The Kyoto government notified the rich merchant's family through the post office. The rich merchant's wife was pregnant with Liujia, and she came with her in-laws to pick up her husband's body and went home. Before leaving, she kowtowed three times to Xie He and Master Yang. Thanks for their kindness.
Xie He has never liked such a scene, when a good man dies, leaving countless sorrows and sorrows to his family. Even if he is wronged, what can he do? It is impossible to make the sadness lighter, and it is impossible to bring back the dead.
After sending them away, Xie He was going to discuss with Mr. Xie about the massacre of the Sun family. Who knew that the two of them had just talked for a while, and the police came to report that the son of Prince Pingyang and his concubine had come, and they wanted to take the orphan of Sun Shilang take away.
Because they were relatives of the imperial family, the policemen didn't dare to stop them, and they had already rushed to the courtyard where Miss Qing Huan was.
When the two heard this, they stood up quickly.
Qing Huan is making a drool pocket for the little milk baby—really, the little milk baby drools too much, in order not to wash several sets of clothes a day, she is going to make a few more drool pockets for him, so as long as they are replaced on time up.
The drool pocket is made of soft old cotton cloth, Qing Huan also embroidered cute kittens and puppies on it, the little milk baby loves it very much.