Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 154
Gu Xiang really discovered that Jiang's painting has a natural spirituality, not only painting, Jiang's handwriting is also good, and she is also very fast at reading. Even the daughter of a scholar's family can have her A Niang His talent must be quite rare.

The original owner followed Mrs. Jiang. When Gu Xiang took over this body, although her memory was fuzzy, she could write good handwriting with a pen. Anyway, the little calligraphy skills she learned in the Children's Palace when she was a child, let alone some years. No matter how much you have ever used a brush, even if you have practiced all the way, it may be difficult to be so neat and elegant.

In the whole house, Gu Xiang lives quite satisfactorily, and the neighbor is also a very trouble-free person, but she can only adapt to the washroom and toilet.

She has racked her brains on how to make the bathroom and bathroom more convenient, but the result is not satisfactory. She has thought about all kinds of ceramic walls and floors. Ceramics are not difficult to make, but at least Gu Zhuang can't find a way to make ceramics A person who can bear the burden of burning.

She also knows the principle of the flush toilet. It can be done by using the siphon phenomenon. It is not difficult to make molds and shells. Besides ceramics, there are many materials that can be used, but unfortunately the cost is too high. How dare she take gold and silver and pile up a toilet?
In the end, I accepted the toilets of the local big families.

Think about it, the latrines made in the countryside in the 80s and [-]s are actually far inferior to others, and they can be used in the near future.If she wants to enjoy more convenient services and live a modern life, she still has to work hard to earn money and talent.

While thinking, Gu Xiang wiped his new kitchen knife.

Some time ago, she finally reached the minimum consumption threshold in the system mall. The mall is especially good at doing business and gave her a pair of kitchen knives.

A whole set of knives is packed in an exquisite nanmu knife box, with a total of 28 large and small knives. I don’t know what kind of wood the handle is made of. The texture is fine and the carvings on it are very fine.

Among them, Gu Xiang likes the chef's knife the most, and there is also a multi-functional knife, which is neither light nor heavy in the hand, and the knife is also very fast.

Not only she likes it, the old dog transported all the chickens, ducks and sheep that Gu Xiang used for the housewarming banquet today. For the first time, he didn't particularly think about what his chef Gu would cook, but he just stared at the knife in Gu Xiang's hand greedily. Knife.

The old dog is also barely an expert with a knife.

When his father was there, he used to be a trooper in the security bureau, and learned sword skills from a teacher. There used to be a treasured sword in the family that he spent ten taels of silver on when he was young. The old dog has seen it since he was a child. His father regarded that knife as a treasure, but later his father fell seriously ill, so he had no choice but to pawn it.

It was made for ten taels of silver back then, but he paid 23 taels of silver in a daze at the time, which at least allowed his father to live two more years.

At this moment, the old dog circled around Gu Xiang, thinking about knives.

I'm afraid that Zhang Li's can't compare with Gu Chu's!

The old dog couldn't help muttering: "It's really...a knife for killing people is not as good as a knife for cutting vegetables..."

What is this called?
According to the words of those literati, this is called the secret casting of the pearl.

Gu Xiang glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, the knife fell on the white radish in an instant, rockery, small bridges and gazebos, and rows of exquisite two-story small stone buildings dotted among the mountains and forests, his eyes glanced at the knife, then at the chopping board For a moment, I wish I could grow two more pairs of eyes.

Gu Xiang laughed, gently lifted one end of the radish, and put it in a porcelain basin filled with broth. The broth, which was as cool as water, passed under the bridge. A strong aroma.

The old dog's eyes were straightened by the hook, and finally he couldn't care less about whether the knife was not knifed, and whether the pearl was secretly cast or not.A good knife is not worthy for Chef Gu, it will be buried for anyone!

"is not it……"

Gu Xiang blinked: "I can't eat yet."

As he said that, he directly put the porcelain basin into the pot: "Old Du, control the fire."

As soon as the fire was baked, the broth was gurgling and tumbling, and the white mist drilled out from the edge of the pot, at first a little bit, then a little bit, and then it became thicker and thicker.

The old dog couldn't stand standing on the side, and the saliva kept secreting.

Neighbors are also in bad luck.

In the Wang family next door, Tiesheng's mother was sitting on the bed making clothes for her son, when she suddenly smelled the smell, she was absent-minded, and she sewed the sleeves upside down when she was sewing. Walk outside while going out.

As a result, I walked out and saw that there were seventeen or eight men, women, young and old from the east and west, and they stood on tiptoe at the gate of Aunt Huang's house one by one.

"Oh, I just remembered, is it the time for Sanniang to hold a house warming banquet?"

"No, I still remembered to ask my son to buy some snacks to congratulate others yesterday. I don't know if my son remembers!"

Everyone stared at the courtyard door eagerly, but it was still early and it was far away from the meal time.

Just as she was struggling, she saw Zhou Dongniang striding over with a basket of bowls and chopsticks on her left and a bench in her right hand: "Aunt Huang."

She turned her head and laughed, "The old couple of the Gu family are in poor health, and they must have someone to help with the banquet. Why don't I come and help?"

Aunt Huang quickly let Dongniang Zhou in, "Sister-in-law Li is here? Come on, the third lady has prepared some fruit, sit down and taste it first."

He then greeted others: "Don't forget to join in the fun, everyone."

"must."

The people here are all relatives and friends of Gu's family, so they responded one after another.

Don't worry about not being able to do anything, I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't help but go home and take out some dry food, so I took a small bite.

But I can’t eat too much, I’m going to have a banquet today, if I eat too much at this time, if I eat less in a while, it will be a real loss.

Everyone was thoughtful, and after a while, those carrying baskets, snacks, water, firewood, and tables, chairs and benches all arrived at the door of Aunt Huang's house.

Everyone: "..."

What else can Jiang shi do, let people in quickly, serve tea, water and snacks.

At least the neighbors can still eat fruit snacks, and the old dog is squatting in front of the stove, already in a state of being out of his wits.

Layer after layer of umami smell kept drilling into the nose, and the smoke made others start to be in a trance.

Gu Xiang smiled and began to knead the dough. She kneaded the small dough made out of red dates and flour in her hands, and then used a knife to sweep out the eyebrows and eyebrows of the coat and put it on the radish.

The old dog suffered for nearly two hours.

Finally it was time to eat.

At the dinner table, everyone was silent.

It was the first time for Gu Xiang to make such an exquisite meal. The various backgrounds were carved with radishes, but there was another universe inside, fish balls and shrimp balls were used as fillings, no more, no less.

The soup was hung all night. In addition to the chicken rack and duck rack, scallop seafood was also used. It was so delicious that even Gu Xiang couldn't help but secretly drank several mouthfuls.

At this time, Zhou Dongniang was staring at the dishes on the table, not daring to touch them with a spoon.

Gu Xiang came over by himself and filled a bowl for each of them.

Zhou Dongniang put a spoon into her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes: "Oh, what a crime!"

How can she eat such delicious food!

Why did her son miss San Niangzi!
(End of this chapter)