Chapter 84

It's not easy to celebrate the new year in a big family like Zhao's. Since the 20th of December, the whole family has been busy. Every day, many shop assistants come to write off their accounts and send things. The housekeeper of Zhao's house is also very busy.

The heavy snow was on December 28. Mu Yunsheng asked the maid and knew that they had already prepared Laba porridge, so he tasted it with her in Zhao JinFang. Although there were only some basic beans and rice in this Laba porridge, it lasted long enough and tasted good enough. Zhao Jin even drank several bowls of it.

The only pity is that there is no garlic in this world. Mu Yunsheng likes to have another taste of Laba garlic when he drinks Laba porridge, but it can't be realized for a while, so he can only use pickled crisp cucumber instead.

Zhao Jin is also busy to the following shop write off settlement, the end of the day is always invisible. Only on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, it is said that people were still outside the city to check the wild goods offered by Chuang Tzu, but first they demolished the house and sent a big bag of snacks.

"The young master said that this is the best thing to do in the south. It's just that this season is the most rare. He asked Miss and miss Mu to taste something new."

Mu Yunsheng was still full of expectations, but when he opened the package, he found that it was full of pickled fruits. For example, pickled red bayberry, pickled lotus seed, pickled dried longan, pickled sweet potato strips, pickled dried bamboo shoots, pickled persimmon slices

Mu Yunsheng has learned the pickle level of the world for a long time. Because the coarse salt used for pickling is not clean enough, most of these pickled things are very salty and astringent, so you have to soak them in water to make them taste good. This kind of taste naturally can't make Mu Yunsheng, who has seen the real pickle Kung Fu in this world, be moved. However, Zhao Mian happens to be a strong eater of sour and salty food. This kind of taste is just like her. For a while, no one had to use it. Zhao Mian grabbed the pickled Red Bayberry and sent it to his mouth.

The direct consequence of this behavior is that the Mapo Tofu and shallot tofu cooked by Mu Yunsheng himself that night can only be enjoyed by Yinghong and other little maids, but Zhao Mian can only breathe in.

Mu Yunsheng moved to the table where Yinghong and the little maids served. The dishes on the table were various and coveted. It was hard for the little maids to taste Mu Yunsheng's craftsmanship. At this time, everyone held bowls and chopsticks to eat.

In front of Zhao Mian, there was only a bowl of light white rice porridge. This bowl of white rice porridge was also made by Mu Yunsheng. Because Zhao Mian couldn't even bite tofu when he ate pickled red bayberry, Mu Yunsheng only put white rice and water in the porridge and brought it to Zhao Mian when it was cooked thoroughly.

Zhao Mian smelled the fragrance there, but he couldn't taste it himself, so he had to pick up the white rice porridge wrongly. Her aggrieved face was so lovely that Mu Yunsheng couldn't help it. She used chopsticks to order some Mapo Tofu Soup in her white rice porridge, so that Zhao Mian could swallow it.

This lively scene lasted until the evening of December 30. On December 30, every shop on the street has basically put up the sign of closing down, and each of them has sent his friends to prepare to go home for the new year. Zhao Jin also went to pick the flags of Cyclamen and liuxianlou early in the morning. At noon, he took mu zhenxue and chef Wang back to Zhao's house.

At this time, it's too late to go back to their respective homes for the Spring Festival. Chef Wang is too late, but mu zhenxue has nowhere to go. Considering that mu zhenxue is also his brother-in-law after all, Zhao Jin coughs, adds money and exchanges two other boys to see liuxianlou, and takes mu zhenxue back to Zhao's house.

Zhao's family is famous for being compassionate. On the eve of the new year's Eve, chef Wang personally cooks the new year's Eve dinner every year. The big servant girls in each room can set up a table in the lobby, and the busy clerks in other places can also sit down in the corridor. There is no difference in the dishes at each table, except for two more bowls of shark fin and bird's nest in front of Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao. Other dishes are no different, all of which are cooked by chef Wang himself.

However, this year's situation is obviously different. Judging from the balance of silver, liuxianlou has brought in 80000 taels of silver to Zhao's house and only 50000 taels of silver to Cyclamen. This year, the chef of Zhao's new year's Eve dinner is naturally Mu Yunsheng, and chef Wang's only contribution.

Chef Wang himself knows this. Just after noon, when Mu Yunsheng stepped into the kitchen to prepare new year's Eve dinner, chef Wang had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time.

Today's situation is different, but mu Yunsheng, out of admiration for chef Wang's skill of cooking soup, naturally won't ask him to do it for him. So instead, Mu Yunsheng took the initiative to say hello to chef Wang and asked the maid to get the menu she had prepared and check it with chef Wang.

"I was going to make six cold dishes: Spicy shredded chicken, cold eggplant, husband and wife lung slices, cold Flammulina velutipes, black and white ears, cold chicken gizzard. Don't worry, I'll take care of these six dishes by myself. If you still have a good cold dish, you can fill in two more and make eight cold dishes."

Chef Wang had been ready to give Mu Yunsheng a hand to pull the bellows, but now listening to Mu Yunsheng's meaning, he was willing to cooperate with him fairly to finish the new year's Eve dinner. Naturally, he was very grateful. He even said: "I have a water chicken and a cold lettuce, which Mrs. Zhao likes to eat in previous years."

"In that case, I'll take the spicy shredded chicken, you make your salivated chicken, and I'll make a jelly, which will be enough for eight cold dishes." Mu Yunsheng brushed off the last two dishes on the rice paper list and changed the name of the dish he had just said. Although the handwriting was crooked and ugly, she didn't have much to worry about her face in front of chef Wang.After all, their wrists have long been trained to have too much power. Writing is generally ant and reptile, and few cooks can write square and soft script.

Chef Wang looked at her words and showed his approval.

Mu Yunsheng added: "next, there are eight hot dishes. This time, we can't add any more. It's almost the limit for you and me to preside over ten tables with 16 dishes each. If you have any opinions on the hot dishes, please just tell me."

Chef Wang looked hesitant at this time. Mu Yunsheng looked as if he had something to say, so he said generously: "don't worry, the previous struggle for profits was forced. Since we all depend on our skills to eat, I have to admit that your soup is really good. Maybe your skills of cooking soup are really better than mine. If you want to be responsible for the soup tonight, just say that I'm not the kind of villain who doesn't know the superiority of heaven and earth. If you take the initiative to lighten my burden, can I disagree? "

This made chef Wang no longer have the burden, immediately agreed to come down, responsible for the new year's Eve dinner in addition to eight dishes in addition to the two soup.