Yun Zizhan took a deep breath, wiped the corner of his mouth quietly, covered his stomach, and smiled at his son: "Son, Dad loves you the most, hurry up and go home and rest. Let you relax for a few days. I won't have to be a coachman for my father these days. It's not difficult to drive the car, so I'll learn it."

A big son: "..."

A trace of white smoke came out of the chimney in the kitchen, but the smoke was not heavy, and the fragrance was not the kind that exploded, and it was only blown out in strands.

"Who is cooking the dishes on fire? Isn't it greedy to cook them like this?"

Many pedestrians stopped outside the wall, and many women beside them all looked out and looked, quickly closed the window, and there were also noises of children crying in the room.

Gu Xiang bought this house a bit remote, but the Imperial College and Imperial College are not far away, and there are many houses around him. It was morning. People around him had eaten food for a while, but it was not even time to have lunch. Their abdomen was empty. Suddenly, they could hear such an appetizing sweet and sour smell. Not to mention children, adults could not stand it.

The vendors who bought snacks were both bitter and happy, saying it was bitter, but they were greedy when they smelled the smell, and their stomachs were churning so hard that they were happy, but now the business is very easy to do. Usually, food that is sold at night may not be sold out, so they buy most of them.

There is no way. I smell the smell and feel hungry, and it is difficult to go to other people's house to ask for it. More or less, I would want to buy some food to cushion your stomach.

Yun Zizhan took a deep breath and whispered: "I guess it should be sweet and sour and soft..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiuli walked out with a flat white porcelain tray.

At first glance, the fish above looked like a particularly beautiful big fluffy squirrel, with the fish rolling outwards, and the pink color was very bright.

There was only a little bit of grease on the bottom of the plate, and I couldn't see the juice for a moment. A rich, sour, sweet, fragrant and spicy smell came to my face. Yun Zizhan stopped talking and did not hesitate. He picked up the chopsticks and started to take one chopstick and instantly delivered it to his mouth.

"Um."

Mr. Yun squinted his eyes and slowly exhaled after a while. His tongue was so hot, but he was reluctant to vomit it out at all.

"It's this! When I followed Sanniang and the others, I could smell them eating this from a distance. Unfortunately, I didn't eat it. I rushed over quickly. These guys didn't even leave me some residue."

He actually had this dish.

The fish was simmered with sweet and sourness, and covered the cooked fine noodles. The color was like a big red date, which was not so brightly red, a little pink and tender, but had a good taste.

"I remember that Chef Liu from Huixianglou did not make this dish bad, but it was not as crispy as Sanniang's cook... Daddy, hurry up and go to Kaifeng Mansion to see how the case is going now?"

Yun Zizhan did not even affect his speech while eating fish.

"If you can figure out what happened in our family, hurry up and figure out the truth. If you can't figure it out and figure out the whole story, wouldn't our Yun family have all become a joke?"

His good son Yun Hai, whose eyes fell on the high-rise squirrel's tail, raised his hand and wiped his face, just pretending that he had never spoken to his father and never heard what his father said.

He started with chopsticks, tore off a large piece of pink tender meat, and then took out a thin noodles with chopsticks, put them in a bowl and lowered his head and ate them bite by bit.

Why don’t you eat it? Most of the fish are caught by yourself in the pond.

He had to make a profit.

At this moment, Yun Hai's eyebrows and eyes stretched out. No wonder his father was obsessed with it. The fish was so delicious that it was so delicious that the whole fish was lying on the plate, with tiny oil bubbles on the skin opening in sequence, and it didn't look greasy at all.

It tastes even more crispy and delicious.

In fact, compared to Yun Zizhan who only knows how to eat, Yunhai's cooking skills are as good as the imperial chef. There is no way. He is really a filial son. His father is picky and delicious, but he is not in good health. He can't eat many things. Yunhai has been studying cooking for more than ten years. He is really talented and has learned very well.

Mr. Yun likes to eat fish, so he naturally makes fish from Yunhai well. He knows how to make sweet and sour soft fish noodles in front of him. He went to Huixianglou to learn it.

He is a noble young man and does not rely on cooking skills. The money he gives is enough for Chu Liu to eat for half his life. What can he not teach?

Liu Chuzi kept his hand in this dish and told Yun Hai all the tricks that he didn't even tell his disciples. He thought that his skill in making this dish would never be as good as Liu Chuzi, who had cooked fish for most of his life, but now he felt very different when eating the "sweet and sour soft fish roast noodles" made by Gu Sanniang.

The fish has a crisper texture, a thinner and more vigorous noodles, and a unique taste, just like sweet and sour sauce blends well together, and it is all filled with the fish. The fish is not good to taste, but this time it is integrated with the soup, which is delicious and tender.

Gu Xiang washed his hands, carried a basin of fish balls and tofu soup, sat down next to the two men, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, "The old man came here early in the morning, not just for dinner, right? How about it, the case in Kaifeng Prefecture is being tried with peace of mind?"

Yun Zizhan hummed twice, stretched out his foot to step on his son.

His good son had no choice but to temporarily slow down the frequency of moving chopsticks and whispered: "Look out some of the eyebrows and eyes."

The Kaifeng Mansion is not a good meal, but all the elite soldiers and generals have passed by all night, so it is impossible for them to find out any clues.

Yun Hai sighed: "It's just a bit bizarre."

He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Don't Sanniang know about the death of the young lady of the Fan family?"

Gu Xiang nodded: "Fifteen years old, hey, I'm sorry to die."

"I have seen the nineteenth mother of the Fan family several times. She is a slender woman. Although she is a merchant, she reads books well. She is weak and sick since childhood. The news of her death came out, and the whole city was not surprised."

Yun Hai sighed, "This case happened. People from Kaifeng Prefecture went to the Fan family to inquire about the situation. Only the Fan family members said that the nineteenth mother died of illness was unusual."

"Just two years ago, at the Lantern Festival that year, the nineteenth lady's aunt sent a letter to pick her up to enjoy the lanterns. That day, the nineteenth lady got on the carriage sent by her aunt. When she left, the nineteenth lady returned the next day. When she came back, she looked at her dismay and was at a loss. She said that she was invited by a god with a blue face. The god said that she had a fate with her in the past life and wanted to break the cause and effect."

"The Fan family knew it was wrong immediately. The nineteenth mother was very scared and was about to collapse. She was hesitant. Her father decided immediately. Why would she just coax her to believe it? Everyone in the family said that it was indeed a god who married a marriage, and they also said that they had seen the god. At least they comforted the nineteenth mother, but they covered up the matter to the outside world. After all, it was a scandal."

Gu Xiang sighed: "This dish is going to taste bad and it's not delicious."
Chapter completed!