"Miss, the kitchen is so dirty. It's not a place for you to go to. Either we go to see the cherry blossoms in the yard. It is said that they are about to bloom, or there are koi fish and rockery in the pond..."

A Ling followed by, crying with a sad face. Why did this lady smell like this kitchen?

Xining felt noisy, stopped and said leisurely: "A Ling!"

"Miss, what's the matter?" A Ling seemed to see hope. Should she change her mind and plan to go to the garden to feed fish and do what these precious ladies should do.

Xining's eyes were deep, and she looked up slightly at A Ling, who was three years older than the owner and half a head taller: "If you say more, go get the board by yourself."

A Ling was so scared that she didn't dare to talk too much, and followed her obediently.

The kitchen was preparing breakfast at 10 o'clock when he saw Miss Zunzi coming, and he knelt all over the floor again.

Xining looked around and saw that the breakfast was porridge, bamboo shoots soaked in vinegar, and natto. The dim sum was soybean mochi. After cooking glutinous rice and soybeans, they were cooked together and made into a ball of rice cakes and cut into desserts.

Most people can’t afford the flour, so it’s best to cook and grind it into powder.

These are just made, about twenty, only the size of meatballs, and the food here is too small. Xining stretched out his hand and took one and stuffed it into his mouth. It turned out to be sweet. In this era, flour, sugar, and milk

They are all luxury goods. The sugar made from sugar cane is shipped from sea and is more expensive than the Su made from milk. It is usually used as a medicinal product. This is the sauce made of sweet custard and can taste sweet.

Needless to say, the food in this farm is better than that in the mansion. No wonder the chef of the farm will be asked to come over during the banquet. On the one hand, the seasonal vegetables will be delivered, and on the other hand, it can help.

The kitchen manager and the cook who was in charge of snacks watched as Miss Zunzi served all the mochi for ten people.

It's over, and I'm going to make snacks again.

"Miss, let me come!" A Ling quickly took the plate of decorating the snacks, at least making people think that this was not all for the lady to eat alone. Such a good appetite was simply embarrassing.

Xining didn’t want the next meal to be enough to feed the chicken. To be honest, the chickens can still slim insects in the grass if they are not full.

She thought for a while: "Go and prepare a piece of pork, 50 or slightly fat. Then prepare five slightly tender bamboo shoots and a small piece of bacon. When is it ready, send someone to call me."

What do you want to do? The kitchen manager responded quickly.

After leaving the kitchen door, Xining took the plate in Aling's hand directly.

Watching the lady eat while walking, Ah Ling...

Xining returned to the room and looked at the clothes on her body. Even if it was a boy's clothing, it was too large and very inconvenient. The fabric seemed to be used for money, but there were quite a lot of fabrics.

Thinking of this, Xining instructed: "Go and find scissors and come over the needle and thread."

"Miss wants to embroider?" A Ling was stunned. Then she was overjoyed: "If a lady can embroider? That is one of the few ladies who are known to the Taoist priest and Mrs. Akiko? I don't know how to be happy!"

The noble ladies of this era generally do not need to use needles and threads. Of course, it is good. If they can embroider like the Tang people, they can be regarded as being so beautiful.

Thinking of this? Aling hurriedly went to find needles and threads and scissors.

When she happily brought the things to the lady? Xining, who had already turned out a few more suitable clothes from the box, was waiting.

When A Ling saw the lady sitting cross-legged, she picked up the scissors with one hand and the clothes with the other? She started cutting. She was stunned...

In the past, I took on many ancient maids, palace maids or ladies in my mission, and also accepted some of their memories? Although I can’t be considered a master, I can still make do with it.

Although the clothes during this period were large and cumbersome, the price was the amount of materials.

After cutting the appearance for a long time, I started to put on threads of similar colors and started sewing.

A Ling didn't know what the lady was going to do, but she looked pretty. When did the lady learn to cut clothes, but why was this clothes so weird?

While being sewn, the kitchen manager came and replied in person, saying that the lady wanted all the meat and bamboo shoots.

This clothes will take some time to sew, and you can only do it yourself. The tailor here probably doesn't know how to sew this.

Xining stood up and said, "Take me the bunch."

When working, he tied his wide clothes with a tie, and Aling was stunned again. What is the lady going to do?

Her lady went to the kitchen again, and this was the second time she went to the kitchen today.

The manager nodded flatteringly and bowed: "The bamboo shoots were just picked from the mountain behind. Look, they still carry mud. This meat was just bought by the butcher's house in the village. His family killed a pig every three days, and today they happened to kill them.

One end, do you think it’s appropriate to have a fat and thin body? Also, this bacon was marinated last winter. The salt has become delicious and it’s the most delicious now."

Xining nodded: "It's just a little less. Ask someone to peel the bamboo shoot shells and cut them into small pieces half finger-long; cut all the meat and bacon into small pieces of the same size."

It seemed that the lady wanted to see their abilities. The manager immediately picked up the kitchen knife and quickly cut the fresh meat: "Did you hear that? I cooked the bamboo shoots and bacon."

Immediately, two chefs came up, peeled the shells quickly, and cut the bacon.

Xining asked people to raise two pots, boil water in one pot, and cook bacon in one pot.

The knife skills were good, and they were all processed quickly and washed with clean water. At this time, the water in the pot was also turned on.

All the things were thrown into boiling water and blanched them in the water. After picking them up, the pan next to them became hot.

Oil is very expensive now, and most of it is vegetable oil. There is lard, but it has been kept aside for many days. So Xining asked someone to throw the blanched meat directly into the pot to let the oil seep out by itself

Come.

When the meat is slightly fragrant, the oil cooks the noodles slightly yellow, and the inside is six times cooked. Xining asks people to throw all the meat into a pot with roasted bacon. When the meat is cooked, add bamboo shoots and continue cooking.

At this time, the fragrance had already come out, but it would take some time to cook. There were no chairs here and there were cushions outside. She didn't care about kneeling on the servant's cushions, but she didn't like to kneel down at all.

I saw a large stone in the yard outside the kitchen. It was used as a kitchen knife on weekdays. The surface was smooth and washed clean.

So he walked over and sat on the stone.

This action made the servants around him stare at him.

The young manager walked over nervously: "Miss, do you have any instructions?"

Xining sat on the stone: "It's okay now."

The manager looked at the lady's personal maid, and Aling was also confused, but the lady always looked indecent while sitting like this. So she went over and said, "Miss, why don't you go back to the house, please tell them to do anything."

So, I won’t go back. The nobles cannot eat meat, so they don’t want them to secretly tell the maid sent by Mrs. Akiko to pour the soup.

Xining said lightly: "The sun is pretty good here, and the willow wind is not cold."

If you don’t go to the yard to have a breath, you will be fucking here!
Chapter completed!