Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 24 Guilty
Zhao Ying stared at Li Sheng for a moment, then sneered, these people under his hands were really getting more and more arrogant.

Will the subordinate who can't even take the initiative to flatter you keep it for the New Year?Forget it!

He ate up the wontons, and he was half full even with the soup, but he was still a little unwilling, but even the lights in Gu Xiang's small kitchen were turned off, so he couldn't help but raised his elbow and gave Li Sheng a gentle push, but it was still the same. I feel that it is too shameful for my subordinates to go to the kitchen to steal food in the middle of the night.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Ying sighed, turned around and went back to the tent to continue reading.

He is busy every day now, and only in the dead of night can he calm down and read a book for a while.

It's a pity that the new book published by the "Qianjin Pavilion" bookstore in the capital is a bit boring, so he can barely read it.

Now there are countless scriptures for these cases, but they are all the same, which is really meaningless. Gu Chu's stories are novel and pleasant to listen to.

Li Sheng watched the Duke go back, and then he left the tent and went straight to the small kitchen. After walking not far, he saw Cuilan hurriedly coming from the direction of the barracks, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

When going out, they are all the people of the moment. In fact, there are not many male and female guards, but the maids living in the backyard are different. They are all the maids of the Duke in name. They are self-confident and rarely go out.

Especially Cuilan, because it was a gift from the old lady, she was looked up to for no reason, and she was arrogant, as if everyone outside was a country bumpkin and never approached easily.

Li Sheng just thought about it casually, the rules of the Duke's Mansion are strict, he doesn't have the guts to reach out to the backyard, and it's more important to worry about his bad master's food.

Cuilan lowered her head all the way to her tent, closed the tent door, put her bundle on the bedside, couldn't help fidgeting and turning around in a circle, she was a little flustered, and listened to the little girl who was guarding the door outside. They chatter.

"I heard from Li Changsui that the Duke wants to bring that Little Chef Gu back to Beijing."

"What do you know? Wouldn't it be wrong for such a beautiful little lady to be a cook? The Duke of the State went to the kitchen to see the sky, but could it really be for the sake of stuttering? It's clear that he has a fancy for someone and wants to take a concubine!"

"What about Cuilan? The Duke is not married yet, and it doesn't look good to have too many people around him. If you take that little chef Gu, there will be nothing wrong with Cuilan!"

"Shh!"

Cuilan gritted her teeth secretly, knowing that these little girls were just talking nonsense and they didn't understand anything, but she still couldn't restrain her heart from bursting with displeasure.

Yesterday she went to deliver ginseng soup to the Duke, but she was blocked out without even seeing the person, but the Duke was willing to step on the ground and go to the kitchen door to pick up the meal.

Cuilan's eyes were astringent, she couldn't help but look up at the bundle thrown by the bed, and her heart skipped a beat when she thought of the benefits that person promised.

It happened that the surname Gu was the cook, if something happened to the kitchen, she would be the first to bear the brunt, not to mention being close to the Duke of the same country, I am afraid that even that humble life would be lost.

Besides, it's not a big deal that kills people.

Thinking of this, the tangled hesitation on her face gradually turned into pleasure.

The next day, as usual, Lao Du slept until the sky was bright, got up and walked into the big kitchen, sat down on the table, first drank a bowl of sticky corn porridge, and when he turned around, he saw Ah Feng and a few helpers in the kitchen, at a loss what to do. Gathering together to murmur, I don't know what's going on.

"It's almost time for the morning meal. If you don't hurry to work, why don't you all gain weight?"

Old Du frowned.

Ah Feng suddenly fell silent, his eyes flickered, he looked left and right, with a guilty conscience on his face.

"Huh?" Lao Du raised his eyebrows, "What kind of morning food does Chef Gu cook today? I really want to hear someone say that it's shrimp and mushroom flavored wontons?"

Ah Feng was silent for a while, then pointed to the empty basket with a wry smile: "Uh, there."

Lao Du glanced over, not knowing why: "Just these few?"

In the topmost grate in the basket, there are seven or eight round, chubby wontons, the opening in the middle is like a petal, it is different from ordinary ones at first sight, it has not been cooked yet, it already makes people quite appetizing, but—" This is too little, enough for what? It’s not enough for one person.”

Before the words finished, A Feng suddenly hiccupped.

Old Du: "..." He lowered his head to look carefully at several baskets. There were seven or eight layers of grates inside, and there was obviously a lot of flour. Looking at the marks, the layers of grates seemed to have been filled with small wontons.

Looking at the broth in the urn, there is only one bottom left.

Ah Feng and the other cooks looked at each other and lowered their heads. Ah Feng looked left and right, and finally said dumbly: "We just want to cook a few to taste, but we couldn't hold back after eating. When we regain our senses..."

"These are the only ones left."

Ah Feng's voice became lower and lower, his face was reddish, and he didn't forget to defend himself for a long time, "Old Du, you don't know, as soon as we ate these wontons this morning, our brains started to get confused, and our mouths scrambled." If you don’t want to stop, you can’t control it.”

Old Du: "..."

I don't know what it is, isn't it just a word 'greedy'.

He sighed, got up and walked over to pick up the basket, counted, and there were eight wontons left, threw them all into the pot and cooked them in a bowl, poured the soup on them, sat down to eat bitterly.

Ah Feng: "..."

"What are you looking at? There are only a few left. If you don't hurry up and eat the traces of destruction, when the soldiers come, who shall we give them to?"

Everyone nodded.

Seeing Lao Du eating deliciously, Ah Feng couldn't help feeling a little regretful, knowing that the leftovers would have gone into Lao Du's belly...it would be better to let him eat.

At this moment, the sticky corn porridge on Zhao Ying's table is mellow and delicious, and the cooking cakes are also very soft, but there are no wontons! !

Zhao Ying slowly raised her head and gave Li Sheng a sideways glance.

Li Sheng smiled wryly, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Don't look at me, I didn't steal it. These are the morning meals today."

Zhao Ying:! ! ?
The kitchen ordered a lot of flour and eggs in advance, and Chef Gu sent a message that he was going to eat wontons for this morning's morning meal.

He also confirmed again and again that Gu Chu got up before dawn, made two large baskets of small wontons in one go, and prepared the broth before going back to catch up on sleep.

The stewed broth tastes even better than before, as if it had a small hook, which makes people salivate.

Now... what about the wontons?

The civil and military officials were sitting in the camp tent, Zhao Ying's stern eyebrows were downcast, and his face remained unchanged. It was impossible for anyone to notice the soreness of his nose at this moment. He slowly picked up the bowl and drank the corn porridge one mouthful at a time.

Li Sheng couldn't bear to look at it, and planned to go to the door to guard the door as soon as Chef Gu arrived in the kitchen, and go to pick up the food as soon as the lunch came out.

Thinking of this, Li Sheng took a step closer, and said in a low voice, "I heard from Lao Du that Chef Gu is making marinade. It tastes so good that it might be available in two days."

The aura around Zhao Ying's body visibly eased, and he nodded reservedly: "Okay, the soldiers are working hard, so don't relax in diet."

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the weather is getting cooler every day.

There was a breeze in the tent, Gu Xiang slept soundly, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look up at the system interface - the food points increased... 68 points!
"..."

In other words, you should already be a group of mature diners, don't just gobble up her delicious food, okay?If this continues, you will lose your cook!
Gu Xiang was really angry this time.If Lao Du hadn't said that she would split the money today, she would have wanted to take leave at noon.After all, the knife hanging around her neck was already blunt, so she naturally had a heart.

But today is the pay, Gu Xiang is the one who gets the most in Huotouying, ordinary Huotouying soldiers get five hundred cash, she gets a consistent amount, this is still a small number, the real many are the rewards from that nobleman these days, all kinds of things add up There can be eight taels.

For money's sake, she didn't go on strike after all.

(End of this chapter)