When Gu Xiang arrived at the place, the kitchen of Huotouying was busy, and the seven stoves were burning, and they were about to make food.
"Old Du, Magistrate Wang said, "Miss Gu will be here for you in the future. Take good care of the person and let anyone who is blind and bump into him. Carefully take care of your old skin!"
The soldier smiled and said, a fat black chef came out of the kitchen. He looked big and thick, and was in his forties or fifties. He had a loyal face and was very amiable: "Don't worry, Brother Qin, no one dared to bully people in our kitchen..."
"Hmph, is the little girl taller than the stove? How dare she come to take the stove at a slight age?"
Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man sneered behind him, and Gu Xiang glanced at him in a voice.
"Don't pay attention to him, how about the little lady using this small stomp first?"
Old Du rolled his eyes and whispered, "This man is named Huang San. He used to be responsible for small stoves in the army. A while ago, the Duke of the State asked the officers and soldiers to eat together, and the stove was abandoned. As a result, he couldn't cook a big pot of dishes, causing more than 30 people to vomit and diarrhea. He was also beaten by the ten army sticks. He has been a little unhappy these days."
Huang San obviously heard it, rolled his eyes and sneered: "Hehe, these are the ingredients. They have eaten their stomachs. Don't you blame the old grain and moldy rice sent by the grain transport officer. Is it a blaming me when I arrive?"
"A good lady is hard to cook without rice. Even if you hire a chef, I don't believe he can make any fresh tricks with this little wild vegetable brown rice! What's more, he is a little girl."
Gu Xiang knew it. She lowered her head and glanced at the ingredients in the basket, including brown rice, coarse grains and mixed noodles. In addition to wild vegetables, there were a pile of sunflower vegetables and a basket of cucumbers.
It's not as miserable as this cook said.
Turning back, I saw half a fan of pork piled in the corner.
"Gudu!"
Gu Xiang stared at the pork - braised, fried, grilled with sauce... braised pork, Sixi meatballs, pork elbow sauce, pork face mixed with pigs, pork miscellaneous, fat intestines...
Her saliva was flowing.
Lao Du sighed embarrassedly: "There is really no mutton, we can only get the pork meat, which is bitter and fishy. No one in the army likes to eat it. The officials scolded them all day long, but they can't eat it. After all, it's meaty, and it's a long way to eat it."
Gu Xiang: "..."
I think you are an old Yin-Yang man who is well versed in Versailles's Dao, and he wasted his honest and honest face.
The pork was left first, and the food was not complicated. Gu Xiang recalled the meal at his university cafeteria and decided to make a pancake roll.
The kitchen was busy at this time. After Lao Du gave Gu Xiang an introduction, he hurried to work on his own business. The others were also working alone, and no one cared about the little girl he had just arrived.
It was soon time for dinner. When the sound of the clapper sounded, a group of people rushed out of the barracks and squeezed to the cafeteria.
Gu Xiang glanced at the crowded crowd, and for the first time he contributed the skills he had practiced repeatedly according to the video teaching, and kneaded the dough and put it on the pot quickly.
Thanks to Jiang for his repeated fire control skills!
The dough with vegetable juice is quietly browned. Although it is mixed noodles, the mixed noodles have the benefits of mixed noodles, making it more refreshing!
Mix the fatty oil residue and add some salt to the cake and heat it up slightly, and the heat filled with oily aroma steamed up.
"It's probably wild vegetable pancakes again, maybe it can have some corn porridge. I see Lao Cheng and the others have transported some corn."
"I'm just complaining, at least I can eat enough. The Duke of the State stared at me and the food was not deducted much."
"Huh? What's the smell? Is that female chef in front of me?"
The soldiers were sleepy and had a decadent and exhausted face. Suddenly, they were energetic and looked around.
The fragrance could not deceive people, but for a moment, a long queue was lined up in front of Gu Xiang, waiting for her to brush the sauce, rolled with oil residue, cucumber strips and slightly roasted wild vegetables. The first time she entered the soldier's mouth, the team in front of her had already grown up with more than half of others.
"It's so delicious, the craftsmanship is pretty good?"
"My third brother works as a clerk in the yamen. I heard that County Magistrate Wang invited a female chef to come back to improve the food, and I am afraid it will be her."
"It's not just good craftsmanship. Look at the other person's outfit, it's clean from head to toe. Then look at the chefs. Even the cooking skills are similar. I also want to eat the food made by this beauty."
A group of soldiers laughed loudly and were full of energy.
Old Du was quite surprised, but he didn't expect that the person sent by County Magistrate Wang was surprisingly reliable. After thinking about it, he reached out to stop the little chef who was about to deliver food to the nobleman: "Go and find Gu Xiaochu and let her carefully prepare a meal... to the nobleman."
The little kang cook was stunned and nodded.
"Why!"
Lao Du had no choice but to have the will of the nobles. The nobles were not used to the food they cooked, so they could only seek medical treatment in a hurry.
The fire in July is flowing, and the August is in the morning.
It was July and the weather became hotter and hotter.
Zhao Ying sat in front of the desk, took out the letter from the sandalwood box on the table, held it in her hand and opened it, slowly raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows.
He wore a purple wide-sleeved brocade robe with neat collars. The two doors at the door were sweating all over. He seemed not to feel hot, his face was too pale, his eyes were slightly blue and black, and his whole face was a little dazed by the fragrant white air on the table.
The letter was written by Di Yahuai, and it did not write too much serious things. The only useful thing is that a thief appeared in Kaifeng this month, and more than ten official families were robbed in succession, which has caused an uproar.
Di Yahuai actually had a bit of yearning for this person in his letter.
Especially when Zhang Pingfu fought head-on with the thief, he even asked the man to escape, which made Di Yahuai gloat even more.
He was worried about himself. Last year, Zhang Pingfu publicly told His Majesty that he had three major crimes, one was torture, the other was to drink alcohol on duty, and the third was to be extravagant and excessive, and suggested that His Majesty go to his business as an imperial city.
He didn't mind this matter, but Yahuai got angry and always opposed Pingfu from then on.
Zhao Ying chuckled. Recently, he had been sleeping all night for several months, fearing that the river affairs would be delayed for a long time, so he would charge those idiots some river money and house money opportunities. Even if things were not done, things would never go as they wished. There were pitfalls everywhere in the river.
At this time, reading friends' letters and chatting for entertainment, it is considered relaxing.
Before he finished reading the letter, Zhao Ying heard a rustling noise coming from outside: "What's the matter?"
"Mr., I've sent food to the stove."
Zhao Ying sighed in his heart. He was upset when he remembered that he had to eat, but his face remained silent: "En."
The young man dressed in Huo Tou Jun lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head. He carefully lifted the tent and walked in. He opened the food box and took out two black pottery bowls on the table. He bent down and stepped back step by step.
When he came, his master taught the rules. He entered the tent and stared at his toes. He must not look around. If he saw something that he shouldn't have seen and lost his life in a mess, his master had no other way than to go to the grave to bring incense sticks to him during festivals.
The noble man in the tent is to kill the star and enter his life and cannot be provoked.
Zhao Ying looked at the food in the pottery bowl, got up and cleaned her hands and noodles, and took the pottery bowl and took it carefully.
Chapter completed!