Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 473 Dumplings
Zhao Ying entered the gate of Gu Ji, sat in the veranda and waited in line to be called, smelling the smell of meat and rice in the air, the spirit that had been tense for a long time gradually eased.

Boss Xin carried a half-person-high teapot and walked steadily, pouring tea to the guests who were sitting on the veranda waiting for their meals one by one.

The tea is very weak, with only a hint of tea fragrance, but most of the guests are very satisfied. This kind of tea is just used to wash their tongues.

Although the price of the official banquet of "Gu Ji" is not very high, it can easily be compared with the tens of taels of silver in Fanlou. Gu Ji's side is even slightly economical, but the most The amazing 'Bliss Banquet' can only be opened once in a few days.

The number of other dishes is also small, and there are not many guests that can be entertained.

Usually, he can serve about twenty tables a day. This is due to Gu Xiang's skillful skills and fast speed, and the fact that the assistant chef has gradually grown up.

It is even more difficult to cook Hongchen dishes. Gu Xiang cooks one dish every day and has to make reservations in advance. Now the reserved seats have already arrived next month.

If it weren't for the fact that we could only book one month in advance, I'm afraid even the second half of the year would be taken up.

With such a precious opportunity, washing your tongue before eating is a very important requirement.

Zhao Ying took a sip of tea slowly, expressionless.

Li Sheng was standing behind him, with a grim expression on his face, holding the cloak in his hand and facing his follower, but his expression was completely different.

"It's too hard to bear? Is it uncomfortable? Why do you have to drink...Could it be that if you don't drink this tea, Chef Gu won't cook for you?"

Li Sheng murmured in a low voice, "My lord, you are so difficult to serve, you are only suitable for viewing from a distance, not for admiring at close range. I think if you still want to eat the delicious food made by our chef Gu, you'd better stay away from her." Some, strictly abide by the duty of an ordinary diner."

our family?
Zhao Ying hooked her lips: "I want to kill you, the day is not far away."

Li Sheng: "That's easy. How about you jump into the river by yourself? I promise to jump together."

Zhao Ying: "...Did you take the wrong medicine and bicker with me all day long?"

"Nonsense, now I'm just jealous and hate you, what should I do if I don't rehearse a few more times, if I can't perform it, or if the performance goes wrong?"

Li Sheng said in a low voice.

"You can rest assured."

Zhao Ying's cold and beautiful big eyes rolled up slightly, "You don't have to act at all, no one will believe it."

Picking up the teacup and taking another sip of tea, Zhao Ying suddenly smiled, "Zhang Pingfu even suspects you, who else would be suspicious?"

Li Sheng blinked and nodded: "Yes."

Not only his son, but Li Sheng also felt that the real smart people in the entire palace could be counted on one hand, among which Zhang Sheren must be counted as one.

Although Zhang Sheren usually doesn't show his talents, but he can only see that he can make his son's eyeliner, and he can't enter his inner house for several years, so he can know that this person is not simple.

The young master had a higher opinion of that one, and he once said that Zhang Pingfu's brain alone was equal to the brains of all the people in the palace, except for the young master himself, of course.

He, Lord Anguo, thinks that he has one and a half Zhang Pingfu in wisdom, which is slightly better.

Seeing the guests waiting to be fed on the veranda gradually quiet down, and the green smoke curling up from behind the bamboo grove, Li Sheng also stopped talking.

Gu Xiang washed his hands, took a handkerchief and wiped it unhurriedly. Before he was busy cooking, he turned around to look at the soaked glutinous rice, and then at the zong leaves prepared by the people below.

In addition to picking a lot of wild rice leaves, this zongye also picked some reeds, lotus leaves, bamboo leaves, and banana leaves according to Gu Xiang's request.

Instructing Ermu and the others to clean the zong leaves and cook them carefully over low heat. Gu Xiang even carefully selected the firewood used to cook them.

Then she took out the marinated pork belly from the urn. The meat was not chopped when marinating, but was sliced ​​into thin slices with a vegetable blade, and only the fine points were connected. When she mentioned it, the whole meat slice trembled slightly, like a cluster The pink flowers in full bloom are alluring just by looking at them.

The two maids hired from the capital kept cleaning the inside and outside of the kitchen while washing and rinsing. From the corner of their eyes, they saw that the helpers were starting to handle the zong leaves seriously. drool.

Before Gu Xiang even started making them, the two of them thought that no matter how high or low they were, they would buy a few zongzi for their grandsons and granddaughters to taste.

They are busy in the kitchen all day, and know the details of 'Gu Ji' best.

It seems like this place doesn’t want to make money, the food ingredients judged by the chef as unqualified, in the eyes of the two of them, are extremely good, and the restaurants outside, except for the top restaurants like Fan Lou, are probably not sure Dare to use it every day.

A head of garlic or a stalk of onion, if you want to be on the table of the diners, you have to go through five tests and kill six generals. You have to beat their countless companions before they have the chance to eat the stomachs of the diners.

Now that the festival is coming, since they have joined the 'Gu Ji' to work, it is the fate given by God. If they don't bring a few baskets of good rice dumplings back, I'm afraid it will hurt my heart to think about it in the second half of the year.

Maybe for themselves, they are reluctant to eat such zongzi, but for their grandson and granddaughter, even if they save money, they still have to buy them.

Gu Xiang lifted the meat slices and shook his arms lightly, and there was a strong aroma of wine permeating the air. , couldn't help but smacked his lower lip.

The old dog squatted at the door, swallowed hard, and couldn't help cursing: "Little lady, this is too violent."

Fortunately, he didn't know that the big jars of drunken dates that were left outside as free snacks for the folks who came to buy food for the court were also drunk with such delicious and delicious wine that was left outside for an unknown amount of money. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will go crazy even more.

Gu Xiang smelled the smell, nodded slightly, and directly slapped his hands on the chopping board, and everyone heard Gu Xiang's beating sound, which was very rhythmic, and the heartbeat was soaring. After a while, When everyone came back to their senses, they saw Gu Xiang pick up the zong leaves with one hand, fold them lightly, and quickly stuff them densely with layers of rice and layers of meat.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help thinking about it, the meat is so beautiful, red as a gemstone, it must be very fragrant.

It is indeed very fragrant!

In a blink of an eye, the zongzi was cooked.

Zongzi are delicious only when they are hot.

Gu Xiang fished one first, and then gently unwrapped it after it cooled down a bit, a fresh and sweet smell rampaged through the entire kitchen, so overbearing that it was unbearable, and the sound of saliva was everywhere.

"Well."

Gu Xiang took a deep breath, held up the zongzi and looked at it for a while, then turned to ask the help cooks, "Look, everyone, how is this zongzi?"

Everyone: "..."

I don't want to watch, we just want to eat.

(End of this chapter)