At dinner time, Vice General Liu sent someone to invite her to the dining room for dinner.
Shen Qing was a little surprised. Firstly, she was just a lowly concubine, and she didn't expect Vice General Liu to take the initiative to send someone to invite her. Secondly, she was about to discuss something with that barbarian general, and it was exactly what she wanted, so she went happily.
Unexpectedly, when I went to the dining room, I saw a round table with two dishes on it. Except for the servants waiting in the hall, not to mention the general, not even Deputy General Liu was seen.
"this…"
Seeing her doubts, the servant immediately came out to explain, "The girl doesn't know. There are men in our house, and they all wolf down the food. Vice General Liu was afraid that the girl would be frightened, so he specially prepared two dishes for the girl to enjoy alone."
Especially, Yun Chu's dishes are just leftovers... Then why bother to invite her over for dinner? Shen Qing was confused for a while, and walked up to take a look, one meat and one vegetarian, braised Chinese cabbage and roasted shredded pork, shredded pork
It’s really silk==.
She had learned a little bit about it from her servant yesterday. Winterfell was a very special city. It was located on the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was in charge of General Jingchu. Although she didn't quite understand the reason, she knew that the barbarian generals
The general's mansion in charge is not so shabby.
Since it wasn't that the general's mansion had no money, it was because they were deliberately neglecting her. It turned out that she was indeed a lowly concubine...
He touched his belly. He had been busy familiarizing himself with the environment and taking care of himself all day, and he hadn't eaten anything. But it was really unacceptable for her to eat leftovers... Forget it, "Where is the kitchen? Take me there. I'll
Make your own food."
Shen Qing turned around, asked the servant to clear the way, and headed towards the kitchen in a hurry. Although the servant had doubts, he did not dare to neglect, and led him all the way to the kitchen.
Winterfell is close to the north, and most of what we eat is pasta. We eat early in the house, and the kitchen has already been tidied up. Shen Qing used the remaining ingredients to make himself a bowl of hot and sour noodles that are both delicious and delicious.
The aroma wafted out in waves, and the servants on the side shed tears all over the floor just from smelling it.
"Girl, I didn't expect that girl's craftsmanship is so good." The servant couldn't help but admire him. He had just eaten, but why did he feel hungry again after smelling it?!
Shen Qing smiled. She was a child of a poor family in her previous life. How could she marry into a rich family so easily? So she was proficient in all of the eighteen martial arts. Even if she was not proficient, she still had to be able to control people. Of course, her cooking skills were incomparable.
The only required course she was missing was a bowl of hot and sour noodles. How could it be so difficult to attract her?
"You want to eat too? I made more, I'll give you the rest."
"Okay, okay, thank you, girl, thank you, girl!" The servant thanked him and went to serve the noodles happily.
Shen Qing still smiled sweetly, and her benefits were not in vain, "By the way, why didn't you see the General during dinner?"
"Oh, the general went to the camp to train troops. He won't come back until ten days and a half."
"Ten days and a month and a half?!" Shen Qing was surprised that she had to go for so long. Wouldn't she have to hang around in the mansion for ten days and a half? "Vice General Liu is also going?"
"Vice General Liu is still in the house."
"Then why didn't you see him just now?"
The servant smiled awkwardly, "I must have been too tired during the day, and I didn't see Deputy General Liu leave the room during dinner." I bought things for Miss Shen all day long, so I was not tired even though I was physically tired, and I was still suffering from psychological trauma.
Well...can't you take a good rest?
Shen Qing nodded and went back thoughtfully with the hot and sour noodles. Since she was eating by herself anyway, she went back to eat.
After she left, the waiter started to use his chopsticks. After taking a bite, he was shocked. The noodles were chewy and the soup tasted the best. After one bite, the spicy taste was still lingering on his teeth and cheeks. Endless aftertaste!
The servants ate heartily. Unexpectedly, Miss Shen’s craftsmanship was so superb, even one thousandth of the chefs in the house couldn’t match it!