Eat well, wash well, and sleep soundly. When Xining woke up the next day, she asked A Ling to inform the kitchen that breakfast would be served at eight o'clock.

A Ling then went to the kitchen, and when she came back she was followed by two cooks carrying a low table.

This amount was pretty good for the morning, and she didn't eat much for breakfast during her previous missions.

Xi Ning ate with chopsticks and asked leisurely: "The cook who takes care of the dim sum will get an additional 10% of the monthly salary."

"Yes, Miss!" A-Ling responded, and she understood the reason with just one look.

The plate on which the snacks are placed, today is a large plate, with a lot of rice dumplings on it. The rice dumplings are made from honey and rice flour, rolled into thin strips, grouped into bundles, twisted into rings, and fried in oil, just like steamed dumplings.

It's just that the rice dumplings here are made more delicately, as thin as a hair, and each one is only as big as the mouth of a small rice bowl. They are small and exquisite, and they look crispy.

After breakfast, snacks were left, and the low table was moved back.

When the cook in charge of the snacks learned that her monthly income had increased, she was stunned at first. In fact, she knew that the lady had a big appetite, so she simply gave her more snacks instead of always going to the kitchen to serve them in one pot. She had to make extra every time.

, I didn’t expect that by chance, I got a salary increase!

Seeing the happy look of the cook, everyone felt a little sad and thought about adding more next time.

After breakfast, I made clothes first. Now I just need to dress comfortably. There were no sewing machines in this era, so everything was sewn by hand, stitch by stitch.

Xi Ning's eyes were dazzled by sewing, and he felt that it would be a long time before he could sew the clothes by himself. Looking around, the maids and maids were busy inside and outside the room, cleaning, tidying, and wiping the floor.

"Aling, go and ask who knows how to do needlework." Xining decided to use the power of the masses.

Almost all, after all, I am not a young lady, and I don’t have that much spare money to find someone, so sometimes I need to make repairs myself.

Xining asked them to recommend themselves. Some of them were wearing clothes that they had mended themselves, and there was actually one who knew how to darn.

"You sew the belt... you sew this piece with this piece... you are responsible for hemming the hem..." After Xining put down the workmanship, he leaned on his side? There was Zhai Xin in front of him, feeling comfortable.

Eat slowly and watch the four people sewing quickly with their hands and feet.

A-ling was sorting out the unpacked boxes that contained miscellaneous items, and from time to time she looked at the side where the clothes were being sewn. This dress is so small, what kind of monster is Miss going to do?

There is strength in numbers. Can the clothes be made in half a day? Xining happily puts them on and tries them on.

A-ling helped straighten and tidy up her dress, and couldn't help but mutter: "Miss, what kind of dress is this? Why is it so weird? It's similar to Li Shu's clothes? But it's not the same."

"This is the Hanfu Qujing. Twelve imitations of Tang Dynasty clothes. Common people's clothes are imitations of Hanfu. If you look at Tang Yunlai's calligraphy and paintings, you can see that the people in the paintings are wearing this kind of clothes." Xining turned around,

Showed: "How is it?"

"It looks good, it looks really good." All the maids said yes in agreement.

Xining raised his chin slightly: "Huh? I think it's good too."

Ah Ling almost rolled her eyes, what a weird dress.

I finally got a pair of daily clothes? It’s much more comfortable than those heavy and boring 12-piece clothes.

Xining went to the box to pick out some items one after another. He carried them over and threw them in front of the four slaves: "Don't you guys want to do anything else? Remove all these clothes today."

Huh? Are you planning to make such strange clothes?

At this time? Someone from the kitchen came over to say that the ingredients ordered by the lady yesterday were ready. What should we do next?

A-ling stared at the lady, wearing the newly made "weird" clothes, and walked out. Miss, you can just wear them in the house, and run around like this, okay?

A long, wide and thick rib pork belly, slightly fat. Xi Ning is very satisfied with this. The meat needs to be a little fatter for today's cooking. But this piece of meat is also a bit too big, weighing a full twenty kilograms.

Yes, you can cut it into at least two pieces and sell it in the supermarket.

Obviously, these guys were greedy after eating yesterday, so they prepared more and were just waiting to eat what they missed.

This is good, they can also put more effort into preparing the ingredients in the future.

There are ten bamboo shoots and a small bowl of thick black soybean paste on the table.

There is no way, there is no soy sauce in this era, probably soy sauce in the Song Dynasty is still being invented, now there is only soy sauce.

So Xining gave another "instruction": "Cut the meat into pieces of this size, peel the bamboo shoots and cut them into sections."

This time the people in the kitchen were smarter and cut them all, blanched them and set them aside.

Xining has already spotted a small pot, which should be used for frying food. Oil is expensive, so use a small pot for frying.

I saw that there was still some oil left in the pot, and it smelled like fried rice dumplings this morning. The oil was expensive, so I didn’t dare to wash it. I could use the pot to make soup later.

Now everyone stared at their noble lady, picked up the spoon and started cooking.

If any outsiders came in at this time, including the owner's parents, they would definitely rub their eyes and think they had seen it wrong.

Put the meat into the pot and stir-fry directly. It's better to have less oil, which is good for your health. But now it's not that there is less oil, but that the entire nobles are malnourished.

When Xining turned the pot, everyone stared again, and saw the meat rolling up like waves in the pot and then falling down.

When the meat is slightly fragrant, ask: "Is there any rice wine?"

Rice wine? The steward responded quickly: "There is sake."

Xining frowned slightly: "Bring it over." I don't know what the taste of dishes cooked with sake is, but I have to find a way to get some rice wine. Rice wine can remove the fishy smell of meat-cooked dishes.

Pour some sake, then add the sauce, add water, and start cooking.

Xining closed the lid and wiped his hands with the cloth next to him: "When the bamboo shoots are ripe, throw them in, not too many, and use half and half meat and half bamboo shoots. Call me when the meat is slightly crispy."

After giving the instructions, he walked out. Remarkably, there was actually a mat placed on the big rock today. It seemed that the steward was quite thoughtful.

Wait until the meat is cooked, then continue to cook it, the water will dry up slightly, then open the pot and try it.

Xining picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

Ah Ling cried, she ate meat again, and the lady ate meat again. She must have been possessed by a meat-eating monster after being possessed by evil spirits last time.

Hmm~, Xi Ning tasted it with his eyes closed. Although the taste of this bamboo shoot barbecue is a bit strange, it does not affect its deliciousness.

He immediately picked up a bowl and scooped out a small bowl: "I want to take it away."

Then he looked around and asked, "Is there any food?"

Ah Ling was shocked, what, she wants rice. Three meals a day is the habit of rough people, how can a young lady be such a rough person?

"Yes, yes!" The steward opened a steamer next to it and placed white rice in it. The rice in this period was all steamed.

Xining saw that it was white rice and frowned slightly: "Is there any yellow rice?"

The nobles eat polished white rice, which is more expensive than yellow rice that is not completely polished. But the problem is that the fully polished white rice has even the germ polished away, which aggravates the vitamin deficiency of the aristocracy and leads to the prevalence of beriberi.

"Yes!" As soon as the steward finished speaking, he heard the lady speak.

"Put a bowl in."

Huh? The little steward was stunned. He won’t eat white rice, but yellow rice!

When Xining left, he was followed by a maid carrying a low table with roasted pork with bamboo shoots and a bowl of yellow rice on it.
Chapter completed!