Lianyun doubted what else he wanted to ask. Outside the door, Feicui rushed in carrying two large buckets of water and placed them directly next to Chu Qiao.
"Chef Li, here comes the water."
Jade has a loud voice, is tall, fat, and has a lot of strength. It's really effortless for her to carry two buckets of water. I don't know if Jade is doing it on purpose. She walks up and squeezes Lian Yun away from Chu Qiao.
He walked away and laughed.
Lianyun rolled his eyes and walked away.
Chu Qiao asked Fei Cui to pour two buckets of water into the pot, and then turned on the fire. Soon the water boiled, and the aroma slowly overflowed from around the pot lid. Chu Qiao asked Fei Cui to stop the fire and let it simmer for a while.
"It smells really good..."
Jade sniffed and praised.
Lianyun, who was not far away, also frowned. How could it be so fragrant? There was no disgusting smell at all. Even though she was a layman, she could smell it. The fragrance was wonderful. Suddenly, Lianyun felt a little suspicious.
, is this done by Li Chunxiang? It’s really as she said, pretending to understand, and she got lucky.
"Everyone rest now and wait for the sheep to come. Then come back to work in two hours." Chu Qiao ordered.
"Can you rest now?"
Everyone didn't expect that this job was so easy. They could actually take a break with Chef Li. The helpers put down their work one by one. Everyone looked very happy. Some used their rest time to go for a walk and stay in place.
Taking a nap to catch up on sleep.
Lian Yun's brows were furrowed, and he was not excited about letting her rest. His face was full of confusion. When she looked back, Chu Qiao was already leaning in a chair, sitting on the edge of the spice pot.
, dozed off.
What a strange woman, still sleeping at this time? Lianyun shook her head and followed those people out.
With everyone gone, it was rare for Chu Qiao to have some quiet time. She took the time to catch up on her sleep. Closing her eyes could relieve her fatigue. Just when she was in a daze, she suddenly heard a low cry. She opened her eyes.
Eyes, I found Jade squatting in the corner wiping her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Chu Qiao asked in confusion.
"Mao Dasong said I was a fat pig."
After Jade said this, she opened her mouth and burst into tears, with snot and tears streaming down her face, and her fat chin trembling. Last night, she boldly told Mao Dasong about herself.
He expressed his admiration, but Mao Dasong sneered at him and directly said that Jade was a fat pig.
After hearing these words, Chu Qiao knew the reason why Feicui was willing to help her. It turned out that Mao Dasong had stimulated her.
"I know you like him." Chu Qiao said softly.
"It's not a secret, everyone knows it, but he likes you and doesn't like me. He calls me a fat pig and no one wants me." Jade continued to cry.
"He doesn't like anyone. He only likes himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken all the chefs away just to embarrass me. How could he really like me?"
When Chu Qiao said this, Feicui immediately stopped crying and looked at Chu Qiao with her eyes widened.
"real?"
"Nothing is fake. If you really like it, you will help the person you like, instead of forcing you like this." Chu Qiao was a little distracted when she said these words, and she thought of Chong Ximo...
Shaking her head suddenly to get rid of the man's influence, Chu Qiao smiled and said, "It's not worth feeling sad because of a man who doesn't like you."
"Yes, it's not worth it."
Jade nodded, her mood seemed to be much better, she wiped her eyes and stopped crying.
In the other dining room, Mao Dasong was very busy. Even if he was given a few more people, it would not be enough. This time, he spent all his energy on roasting the whole lamb.
"Hey, look, why are Li Chunxiang's people out for a walk?" A chef glanced outside the door and said something strange.
"Yeah, at this time, when everyone is too busy, they actually take a break for a walk?" Another chef was sweating profusely and kept wiping the sweat.
After hearing this, Mao Dasong looked up and felt strange, what was this Li Chunxiang doing? When she was so busy, she actually let people rest? Mao Dasong really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Li Chunxiang was selling in the gourd, and he was a little worried.
So he called a helper.
"Go and see what's going on?"
The cook went out, ran back after a while, and said something that shocked and puzzled everyone.
"Li Chunxiang is dozing off in the dining room."
"doze off?"
Everyone exclaimed in unison. No one could understand what was wrong with Li Chunxiang. How could the person who was valued by Xue Wanyue, the director of Shangshi, still be in the mood to sleep at this time?
"Haha!" Mao Dasong burst out laughing, confusing everyone.
"She's a broken pot. She's just a hairy girl who just became a cook. She doesn't know how to do any work. She doesn't know how to roast a whole lamb. It's a waste to give her a leg of lamb."
Mao Dasong made a cold sarcasm, then turned around and said to his chefs.
"Everyone works hard, and the sheep will be here soon. We must strive to participate in Mongolia's state banquet. I have appointed the royal chef. I will take good care of everyone in the future and help everyone cook for the emperor and his ladies."
Although he said this, several senior chefs and chefs just responded casually. They knew Mao Dasong too well. This guy knew how to use people. Every time he finished using them, he would kick them away until he became the imperial meal.
How could the imperial chef in the room remember those hard workers like them?
In the blink of an eye, two sheep were sent to the imperial dining room, both of which had shed their hair. One was sent to Chu Qiao's dining room, and the other was sent to Mao Dasong's dining room.
Mao Dasong's eyes lit up when he saw the sheep, which made people feel like they were boiled with water, and then they were fed with the ingredients, which makes them delicious.
A cook muttered something strange while cooking the sheep.
"Do you think it's strange? Why doesn't Li Chunxiang's sheep have a knife edge on its neck?"
"How is this possible? How could a sheep without a knife die?" another chef said strangely.
"That's right. I looked at it several times and found that the sheep sent to the kitchen did not have any cuts. It's strange." The chef shook his head, very puzzled.
After hearing this, Mao Dasong disagreed. What else could be done to deal with the sheep? It was nothing more than putting a white knife in and a red knife out. As long as the sheep died, it would still be roasted whole.
"A woman wants to get away by playing some tricks. Humph, does she think I, Mao Dasong, am the cook on my first day? Don't look at that woman and concentrate on your work."
Although he said it so carelessly and disapprovingly, Mao Dasong felt a little uneasy in his heart. Li Chunxiang was so calm and unhurried, and the sheep were delivered very strangely. What tricks was that woman playing?