The next day, Cheng Qingwan, who had dark circles under his eyes, went to hitch a carriage with Yuan Qi.
She yawned as she walked.
"Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah, I fell to the ground as soon as I turned over. Can I sleep well?" Cheng Qingwen looked at the person in front of him: "How about we change beds tonight, and you and Lian Song live in the attic?"
Yuan Qi nodded, with no emotion on his face: "As the guest does, the host does as he pleases."
Cheng Qingwen was a little surprised. She thought it would take a long time, but she didn't expect to agree so easily.
Motoqi led her to the carriage and said softly: "You get in the carriage first, and I'll pack some clothes."
"Okay." Cheng Qingwen agreed and immediately got on the carriage.
She opened the car window and looked around.
Except for the lanterns with the Chinese character Yuan hanging in front of the three tile-roofed houses, everything else in this courtyard is exactly the same as the village chief's house next door.
His job as an official was really frustrating. Every pavilion chief had his own mansion, a beautiful wife, and attendants, maids and concubines, but he had to squeeze into three tile-roofed houses with four or five attendants.
However, I didn't see those attendants today.
Cheng Qingwen was caught red-handed before she could even pull her head back.
Motoqi had no expression on his face. After getting on the carriage, he handed her a box in his hand.
"I'll leave this to you first. When A-Zhu comes back, I'll redeem it."
Cheng Qingwen opened the sandalwood box and saw a white bead string lying inside, which looked very ordinary.
"This bracelet is made of white jade. Each bead was carved by the most famous Master Shen from the previous dynasty. If you look closely, you can still see the woman inside. There is only one like this in the entire capital."
When Cheng Qingwen heard this, he immediately lowered his head to take a look. Sure enough, each bead was carved with something, including pavilions, flowers, birds, and animals. On the contrary, the woman he was talking about seemed a little out of place.
Motoqi seemed to know the doubts in her heart and immediately explained.
"This bead string was used by the previous emperor to coax the concubine. The concubine never liked these scenery, so she asked the master to add a bead and carve herself on it."
Cheng Qingwen curled his lips, this seemed a bit nondescript.
She closed the box and handed it back. According to what he just described, this thing must be very valuable. She can't take it. She must not take it. What if it leads to death.
"I thought about it, you have to keep this thing and put it here with me. What if someone with intentions eyes on it and kills people and steals money?"
"No, they all can't avoid it." Yuan Qi put the bracelet on her hand and chuckled: "Master Shen annoyed the beloved concubine and was accused of implicating the nine tribes. All his works have been
Devalued to the point of being worthless."
"In other words, it's worthless?"
"If you pawn it, it's worth a few taels of silver."
Cheng Qingwen touched the bracelet on her wrist and whispered softly: "Isn't this a waste of natural resources?"
Yuan Qi smiled, pretended not to hear, walked out and drove the carriage to Cheng's house.
After a while, the carriage stopped in the yard, the pastries and cornmeal prepared in the morning were loaded onto the carriage, and then Cheng Qingwen drove the carriage away.
Song Qiaoqiao and Lian Zhi were sitting in the back, and if they poked their heads out to chat with her, the journey would not be so boring.
When they arrived in town, Cheng Qingwen delivered the cornmeal to Zuifenglou.
As soon as the two of them got out of the car, a waiter came to greet them.
"Objective, please come in!"
"I'm looking for you, Chef Chen." Cheng Qingwen was stunned and said quickly.
The waiter looked the three of them up and down and saw that they were all wearing commoners, with hair tied up with wooden hairpins, and no jewelry on their bodies. They looked like farmers.
Cheng Qingwen felt uncomfortable with his glance and frowned: "Is your Chef Chen here?"
The waiter turned his head impatiently and saw the bracelet on her hand. His eyes shone, and his attitude changed 180 degrees, with a smile on his face.
"Yes, yes, I will take you there right now."
Cheng Qingwen was a little surprised when he saw this Sichuan Opera face change, and he didn't know what he saw that made his eyes light up.
The three of them followed to the back kitchen and soon saw Chef Chen who was directing his apprentices to do things.
"Brother Chen, someone is looking for you." The waiter stood at the door and called out, and the people inside quickly walked out.
Chef Chen looked at the people in front of him and greeted them with a smile on his face.
"Oh, girl, long time no see."
"Chef Chen." Cheng Qingwan nodded slightly to him with a smile on her face: "Were the distinguished guests satisfied with the dish last time?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied. The distinguished guest was at the table, but he kept praising this dish and gave him many gifts." When Chef Chen said this, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.
"As long as you are satisfied." Cheng Qingwen looked at his smile and was also happy: "Do you still remember the corn I mentioned to you last time?"
"Remember, remember, I remember you said you had soybeans, did you bring them here today?"
"I didn't bring soybeans, I brought cornmeal." Cheng Qingwen touched her nose and said with a smile: "This corn originally weighed more than a thousand kilograms, but it was eaten by the refugees in the past two months, and I'm afraid the rest will spoil.
, it was ground into cornmeal.”
When Chef Chen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll take all the orders you have."
Cheng Qingwan shouted cheerfully and led the person to the carriage.
While talking, Chef Chen asked the waiter to check the corn.
As soon as the waiter saw the cornmeal, his face immediately dropped. He walked to the chef and said angrily: "Chef, this is not corn, this..."
Chef Chen was stunned for a moment, then walked over to check it out in person. Looking at the golden powder in front of him, he asked softly: "Girl, is this?"
"Cornmeal." Cheng Qingwen looked at his blank expression and quickly called the system in her mind.
‘Is there no cornmeal in this dynasty?’
'No……'
Cheng Qingwen was speechless, and her mind was working rapidly to see how she could convince the person in front of her.
"How about this? You make a dish with this cornmeal and we all try it. If it tastes good, I'll keep it for you."
Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have never cooked anything with cornmeal, and she did have a recipe for this in her mind.
But, the system does exist. When will the system be used if it is not needed at this time?
Cheng Qingwen put on a smile again and said with a smile: "Okay, I will do it for you."
Chef Chen agreed and ordered someone to bring the cornmeal into the kitchen.
When Cheng Qingwen walked in, he searched the system in his mind for instructions.
She stood in the kitchen and picked a suitable basin: "I need flour, eggs, hot water, salt, and room temperature water."
When Chef Chen heard this, he quickly ordered people to prepare the things.
Cheng Qingwen put two bowls of cornmeal into a basin and heated the water while stirring until it became granular.
Then, beat in the eggs, add salt, and stir evenly.
Add flour, add water, knead into dough and set aside.
Cheng Qingwen raised her head, took a piece of pork from the corner, and while cutting it, she said to the system: "Xiaoxiao, help me change the seasoning bag."
"Okay, after deducting 500 points, you have 1611 points left."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Qingwen took out various condiments from her sleeves.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded. How big your sleeves are, how big they can hold so many bottles and cans.
After mincing the meat, someone heats up the stove, puts a pot of water in, and closes the lid. This chapter has been completed!
