Chapter 303

After entering the yard, a dozen or so waitresses came, some to pour tea, some to bring hot water for them to take a bath, and some to send clothes.

They haven't changed their clothes or taken a bath in the past ten days. The weather in Beijing is hot. When they arrive here, they feel sticky and uncomfortable. They urgently need to take a hot bath.

Both ye Xiaoxian and Jin Xiaoyu are welcome. Along the way, ye Xiaoxian repeatedly stressed: live in the present, eat when you have to eat, sleep when you have to sleep, and enjoy when you should enjoy.

They took a bath separately, put on the clothes sent by the maid, and rearranged their hair under the maid's service.

In front of the maid, ye Xiaoxian discussed with Jin Xiaoyu: "this is the most comfortable time in my life. There is a yard to live in and a maid to serve. Even my hair is combed for me. This dress is also made of good material."

Jin Xiaoyu said in two voices, "I think you'll really forget your identity if you stay any longer. Otherwise, you won't want Baoshan at that time. You can find a man directly in the capital, live in a big house for you, and find a maid to serve you?"

"It depends. If I'm used to such a good day, I really don't want to go back to the tribe. I can only live in a yurt there. The sun is fierce during the day and chilly at night. If I live for a long time, my skin will become rough."

Jin Xiaoyu said, "leaf, do you really think so? With all these things, you don't want to talk to Baoshan?"

The maid was putting Rouge powder on the leaf at this time. The leaf didn't answer, but closed her eyes and mouth.

After tossing for a long time, they finally finished sorting out.

Jin Xiaoyu couldn't help but pick up the mirror and looked at himself. Then he said, "I haven't dressed up for too long. I feel like I'm back."

Then she turned and looked at the leaves.

Just as the leaf turned around, Jin Xiaoyu suddenly froze.

The person in front of me... Is leaf?

So she can be so beautiful!

The leaves she usually sees are tribal clothes without powder. However, now she changes into the silk clothes of the Central Plains women, combs her hair again, and puts on Rouge powder. She is like a lotus out of clear water. She is full of charm and is different from the usual village woman.

"What are you looking at all the time?" Asked the leaf.

"You... Look in the mirror."

The leaves looked in the mirror.

The mirrors of this era are all bronze mirrors. They can't be seen clearly. They can only be seen vaguely, and the leaves can't be seen. Anyway, Jin Xiaoyu said that good-looking is good-looking.

No matter which generation, people rely on clothes and makeup. In particular, the older they are, the better they need to wear. Only when they wear well can they have temperament.

The leaves shone for a while and looked at Jin Xiaoyu again.

Jin Xiaoyu used to dress up in Longmen inn. At that time, she was shocked. Later, she went to the tribe and wore the most ordinary clothes. The more she looked, the less distinctive she was.

Now, after dressing up, she seemed to see the first time she saw Jin Xiaoyu at Longmen inn.

"You're beautiful, too." The leaves are sincere.

Jin Xiaoyu said, "what's the use of beauty? No one sees it."

Leaf smiled: "just look for yourself."

……

After dressing up, Mammy arranged for the waitresses to step down, but soon another group of waitresses came to deliver the food.

Although only two people had dinner, they sent seven or eight dishes and filled the small table.

These are all expensive ingredients, abalone, bird's nest, ginseng stewed chicken, and even humble shrimp fried leek are made of good shrimp.

Ye Xiaoxian could not help sighing: luxury, luxury.

For the first time since she came here, she has lived such a luxurious life.

Although she is a soft prisoner, if she is treated like this every day, she doesn't mind being soft prisoner for a few more days.

Leaf was about to open her belly to eat. However, as soon as she picked up chopsticks, she felt inconvenient.

The clothes are gorgeous, but they are very broad sleeves. If you don't pull them up, you can only eat them carefully. Even if you drink water, you can only gently block the lower end of the sleeves with the other hand, otherwise you will get vegetable oil.

It is said that the ladies of ancient families were elegant. It's strange to eat like this.

Ye cherishes this suit of clothes. She is worried that if she gets dirty and has no clothes to change, she has to taste them slowly. They are all precious ingredients. She has to eat slowly to eat more.

She also commented on which dish was good, which stewed well, and which dish was slightly out of standard.

The cook in the master's house must be top-notch, but this is ancient after all. Although the cooking is good and the ingredients are expensive, there are few ingredients.

YeYe used to have an ancient recipe, the so-called palace secret recipe. She cooked several dishes according to the method inside, but the effect is also average, which is not as delicious as that improved by future generations.

She loved these ingredients and wanted the cooks here to improve them. She simply asked people to bring paper and pens. She wrote some suggestions and opinions for each dish, and then asked Mammy to give it to the family cook.

Mammy looked down on these two women at first. Didn't she think they were little women in the countryside? They should be thankful to eat these things.

Is this still evaluated?

Do you know who the cook is? In the past, he served the former Emperor. The new Emperor didn't match the taste of the former Emperor, so he was asked by the national teacher.

However, the national teacher told her that she must serve her well and meet her requirements as much as possible, so she had to follow Ye's advice. When she finished writing, she sent someone to send the advice to the chef.

The head chef of the family is Zhang Deshui. He was born in a culinary family and studied cooking since childhood. He is a famous cook in Daqi Dynasty.

Previously, he served the first emperor. The first emperor praised his exquisite cooking. It took him 20 years to use it. After the new Emperor Li Chengkun ascended the throne, he was rewarded by Li Chengkun to the national teacher.

The national teacher always praised him for his good cooking and only ate his meals.

Today, he received an order that he should cook for the two new women and cook for the national teachers. He was very unhappy.

Those foreign women who know how to appreciate cooking and let them eat are also outrageous. It's good that they can distinguish between beef and mutton.

As a result, shortly after the dishes were finished, a maid came to deliver a letter, saying that Mrs. Xiao felt uncomfortable after tasting his rice style, and wrote some opinions for him to refer to and improve.

Zhang was so wet that he nearly tore the paper.

What do these women know? They will make snacks and stew soup at home. I'm afraid they haven't even seen the ingredients he uses?

But Zhang Deshui didn't tear off the paper after all.

The main reason is that he found the words on it too ugly.

It's really a talent that a general's wife can write like this. At first glance, she has no culture.

It's as like as two peas.

Zhang Deshui is a cook. He has spent all his life on cooking. Similarly, he has not practiced writing well. His writing is not better than ye Ziqiang, but also crooked. Sometimes he can't hold a pen.

What's that called? freemasonry?

Zhang Deshui felt refreshed when he saw these words. Finally, someone wrote uglier than him.

He took a closer look.

The result was not good. I was startled at the sight.

The general's wife can not only eat all the ingredients, but also know what processes these ingredients go through, such as pickling, soaking and cooking.

She gave suggestions one by one on the paper, such as: the best way to make abalone to keep it delicious... What kind of seasoning should abalone go with, and so on.

Zhang Deshui was not convinced after reading it.

The general's wife may just be more knowledgeable and have a little cooking skills. Her advice may not be the best. His cooking skills are ancestral and different from those outside.

He was about to throw away the paper, but the suggestion was like magic, deeply imprinted in his mind.

The nature of a cook is to try new cooking methods, and then constantly improve them until they reach the best taste.

The general's wife's suggestion may be feasible?

……

Zhang Deshui doesn't care so much. Anyway, there are ingredients in the house. Just do it.

He tried abalone.

Originally, the abalone he made was steamed with some minced garlic.

But ye suggested that when he made abalone, he first mixed a material with oysters, that is, oyster sauce.

The method of making leaves is also given.

Zhang Deshui thought at first, oyster sauce? What the hell!

But seeing that there was a manufacturing method on it and it was written in such detail, he simply did it according to it. It turns out that oyster sauce is oyster juice. If you overdo it, oyster sauce will be produced.

There are many ingredients in your house, including oysters.

The method of making oyster sauce was not very complicated and simple. It took him only one afternoon.

In the evening, his oyster sauce was finally prepared. He made minced garlic, sprinkled with hot oil and salt, steamed with abalone for a while, and then sprinkled with oyster sauce when cooked.

He wanted to try the taste, but just then someone called him. The abalone was hot again, so he left the kitchen without eating it.

Just then the attendants around the national master came.

The entourage came to the kitchen to get snacks, because the national master practiced boxing for a while this afternoon and was hungry.

After taking the dessert, he saw the adjusted abalone on the table. It seemed that it had just come out of the pot, so he took it away by the way.

When Zhang Deshui came back, he saw that the abalone was gone.

He was so anxious that he asked the boy who was helping: "who was here just now?"

The young man said, "it's the manager. He said he came to get snacks for the national teacher. The national teacher is hungry."

"What about abalone?"

The boy looked around and said blankly, "I don't know. I was just here."

Zhang Deshui was so anxious that he patted his thigh: "no, the abalone has just been prepared and hasn't had time to taste it. What if it's not delicious? What if the national master thinks we tease him?"

The boy looked very nervous: "well, let's hurry and catch up."

Where could Zhang Deshui care so much? He led the boy out.