Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 192 Stewed Chicken
Little Persimmon's eyes are cute and soft.

This one is so fierce.

Although the little persimmon also has black and white flowers, there is a circle of white hair around its neck.

This one is not there.

What happened in the dream obviously happened many years later.

'Gu Xiang' looks like he is in his twenties.

An Guogong looks to be in his thirties.

In the dream, she looked at the direction of Gu Zhuang from the ruined temple. Gu Zhuang was in ruins and no longer existed.

……

Qiuli was looking for her little lady with the ledger, and she saw Gu Xiang holding a pot of delicious meat outside the kitchen to feed the dog.

"..."

Not to mention how many folks out there used to be unable to eat two or two taels of meat all year round.

This dog is a wild dog from no one knows where it came from, it runs around all day long, and its body is very dirty, why doesn't her little lady have the slightest bit of beauty, she even put her hand on it! ?
Qiu Li was stiff all over, staring hard at the side face of her little lady.

She had just seriously thought about it. As a servant girl, she frequently tried to interfere in the affairs of the master's family, which was quite inappropriate.

Cherry said that Miss Xixi is used to it.

She has also reflected on the past for a while, thinking that she has made a lot of mistakes, and she needs to correct her mind.

Therefore, she shouldn't always try to break the behavior of her little lady, that's inappropriate, and she shouldn't—"My little lady! Go wash your hands and face, no, take a bath and change clothes! Xue Ying, hurry up Bring all your balms, powders, face creams, and snow creams!"

Gu Xiang: "..."

She didn't think there was anything wrong with Qiu Li who was bluffing.

It was the dog that frightened her and disappeared without a trace. It is estimated that she will not come again in the next few days.

Hey.

Gu Xiang looked at Qiu Li who looked like she was about to faint, couldn't help smiling, and went to wash and change clothes with Xue Ying obediently.

In the past, Qiuli had a gentle personality and was more stable than her younger sister Cherry. Later, after experiencing those things, she was always a little silent. After that, Gu Xiang valued her ability and gave her a lot of jobs, allowing her to earn money and a house. This little girl His character became a bit indescribable.

Just like Cherry complained: "I've been stimulated recently, it's so troublesome and annoying."

Gu Xiang can understand Qiuli.

At the time when she started working part-time to earn tuition fees for a school year, and she was sure that the future would be bright, her personality was also very different from before, but either she became very eager to perform, or she felt unspeakable in her heart. impulse.

Cherry is afraid that her sister will leave a bad impression on others, so she can't help but beat around the bush first to slander her sister in front of others. She complains like this, and Qiu Li's character is not really that annoying, and most of the time others just laugh It's over.

Gu Xiang went to take a comfortable bath, and Cherry quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her hair.

Qiu Li came over with a menu in her arms, and explained to her the situation of the ingredients procurement page by page.

"Vegetables are getting scarcer recently, and the quality of the vegetables harvested in our village is still poor. It's no problem for the Korean food, but I'm afraid it's difficult to serve the table... If you continue to make crab-stuffed oranges, the lady will have to continue to buy ripe yellow oranges, which are fresh and fresh." The crabs can last for another five days, but after five days, new products must be added..."

Gu Xiang leaned lazily on the soft couch, drinking tea with a teacup in his arms, quickly calculated the cost in his mind, and sighed: "The price of ripe yellow oranges is a bit high now, um, the crab-stuffed oranges will be made on the last day today, I won’t make it tomorrow, but change it to the menu in B, and we will have the Paxia offering.”

Qiu Li complied solemnly, and quickly took a charcoal pencil to write down a sum on the menu.

After the master and servant finished the menu, Gu Xiang's hair was almost dry. Qiu Li sent Cherry to the kitchen to watch, and she took over and continued to brush Gu Xiang's hair.

Gu Xiang's hair is growing well now, black hair is like a cloud, without any dryness and split ends.

Qiu Li couldn't help saying: "I haven't seen how the little lady takes care of her hair, but this hair grows longer day by day."

Gu Xiang chuckled: "Probably because I have eaten well recently."

Qiu Li nodded, apparently believing it completely.

She always heard from Jiang that Sanniang had suffered a lot in the past few years, and her hair fell out in handfuls, withered and yellow, which made people worry.

In such a short period of time now, the little lady's hair has grown so beautifully, since she has not seen her taking medicine, it must be well nourished.

The food of 'Gu Ji' can nourish the hair, and there is nothing wrong with it.

In just a few days, all men, women and children in Gu Zhuang have heard about it—"Gu Ji" has unique secrets to hair care.

On this day, Gu Xiang walked through a small vegetable garden from the drying platform, picked up a handful of shallots that were still green and juicy in winter, and walked through the Moon Gate directly into the kitchen of Fuyun Building from the backyard.

When he entered the door, Lao Du was guarding the stove and admonishing Ah Feng and his young apprentices: "How many times have I said, don't be lazy, don't be lazy, add firewood to the stuffing and don't turn off the fire. If you want decent good brine, you need twelve Very meticulous. Ah Feng, do you have eye cramps? After learning with you Gu Chu these days, how much have you learned from her old man? Yesterday I asked you to stew beef. The ingredients are all prepared by Gu Chu. When will you adjust the volume Chef Gu handed over the fire, but you said to yourself, what is it that you stewed? Can the guests be satisfied?"

Ah Feng blinked and hummed softly: "Chef Gu said to try it with chopsticks. When the beef is soft and glutinous, it needs to be boiled to collect the juice, but how do I know what beef is soft and glutinous? She also said that it should be added again when it is three times ripe." Wait, how ripe is three-ripe?"

Old Du: "..."

Gu Xiang: "..."

She walked over silently, picked up a colander and fished out a whole fat chicken from the cauldron.

For a moment, Old Du didn't care about training those kids, and hurriedly leaned in front of him, squinting his eyes intoxicatedly: "It smells so good!"

The chicken has been simmering for half a day, and the whole cauldron is tightly sealed. When the lid is opened, the overbearing aroma surges. The guests pushed the door open and stretched their necks to watch.

"What flavor?"

"This is... too greedy!"

In the Jiazi elegant room on the east side of the third floor, Liu Chuanfu, a member of Guzhuang Liu, was leading a few local gentry and talking with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was Hao Liren, a bookseller, and an old friend of Liu Chuanfu. He smelled the fragrance from outside, and Hao Liren suddenly became absent-minded when talking, swallowed his saliva, and was very restless.

Just when everyone at the table wanted to eat the fragrant fruits on the table, a large bowl of golden yellow, fresh and tender chicken was finally delivered outside.

"Gudu."

Hao Liren swallowed.

Gu Xiang just wanted to receive a batch of polished rice from Mr. Liu, and when he heard that he was eating at Fuyunlou, he came over to talk in person.

Mr. Liu naturally agreed with his whole mouth. With a thought, he pointed to Hao Liren and asked in a low voice: "Chef Gu, look, how many times does this one have to eat?"

Gu Xiang glanced at Hao Liren, and his insightful eyes instantly activated: "Well."

This guest is relatively healthy and looks rich.

"Three days?"

Hao Liren answered yes again and again.

As expected, he came to order a table of noodles once in three days, and after eating for the third time, he touched the layer of black fuzz that appeared on the top of his head.

"Wow!"

(End of this chapter)