Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 9
When Gu Xiang arrived at the place, the kitchen of Huotouying was busy, and the seven stoves were burning with flames, preparing for the morning meal.

"Old Dutou, the magistrate Wang has sent a message, Miss Gu will be in charge of the stove at your place from now on. Take good care of people, and let someone who doesn't have eyes bump into you. Be careful with your old skin!"

The soldier smiled and opened his mouth, and a black fat cook came out of the kitchen. He looked like a big boy, and he was about forty or fifty years old, but his face was honest and kind, "Don't worry, brother Qin, no one in our kitchen dares to bully people... "

"Hmph, is the little girl as tall as a stove? Dare to take charge of the stove at such a young age?"

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man sneered behind him, and Gu Xiang glanced at him smoothly.

"Don't pay attention to him, how about using this small stove first?"

Old Du rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "This man's name is Huang San. He used to be in charge of the small stove in the army. A while ago, the Duke of the State asked the officers and soldiers to eat together, so the small stove was abolished. As a result, he couldn't cook big pot dishes. As a result, more than 30 people vomited and diarrhoea, and he also received ten army sticks, and he has been a little unhappy these days."

Huang San obviously heard it, rolled his eyes and sneered: "Heh, these are the ingredients. They have eaten up their stomachs. Don't blame the stale grain and moldy rice sent by the grain transport officer, but me?"

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Even if you hire a master chef, I don't believe he can make anything new with this wild vegetable and brown rice! Let alone a little girl."

Gu Xiang understood, she lowered her head and glanced at the ingredients in the basket, brown rice, coarse grains and noodles, besides wild vegetables, there was a bunch of sunflowers and a basket of cucumbers.

It's not as bad as the chef said.

Turning around, I saw half a fan of pork piled up in the corner.

"Gudu!"

Gu Xiang stared at the pork—braised in soy sauce, fried in oil, grilled in soy sauce... Braised pork in soy sauce, Sixi meatballs, pork knuckle in sauce, mixed pork face, offal, fatty intestines...

Her saliva literally kept flowing.

Old Du sighed embarrassingly: "There is really no mutton. We can only get pork. It is bitter and smelly. No one in the army likes to eat it. The officials scolded him all day, but he couldn't do without it. After all, it's meaty. It's hard to eat. .”

Gu Xiang: "..."

I think you are an old hermaphrodite who is well versed in the Dafa of Versailles, blinding that honest and honest face for nothing.

Put the pork aside first, and the morning meal should not be complicated. Gu Xiang recalled the meal in his university cafeteria and decided to make a pancake to eat.

At this time the kitchen was busy, Lao Du finished introducing Gu Xiang, and hurried to work on his own affairs.The others were also busy working, and no one cared about the little girl who just arrived.

Soon it was time for dinner, and with the sound of clappers, a group of people poured out of the barracks, and squeezed to the side of the dining hall.

Gu Xiang glanced at the swarming crowd. For the first time, he contributed the skills he had practiced repeatedly according to the video teaching, kneading the dough quickly and sticking it on the pot.

Thanks to Jiang for the fire control skills taught over and over again!
The dough kneaded with vegetable juice is slightly browned. Although it is made of mixed noodles, the mixed noodles have the benefits of mixed noodles, which are more refreshing!

The refined oil residue of fat meat is mixed with a little salt, poured on the cake and heated for a while, and the hot air full of oily aroma evaporates.

"It's probably wild vegetable pancakes again. Maybe there's some corn porridge. I think Lao Cheng and the others brought some corn here."

"Complain as fart, at least I can eat enough. With the Duke watching, the grain and grass have not been deducted much."

"Huh? What's the smell? That's a female cook in front?"

A group of soldiers were originally sleepy, and their faces were decadent and tired, but suddenly their spirits lifted and they looked around.

The smell can't fool people, but after a while, there was a long queue in front of Gu Xiang, and when she brushed on the sauce, pancakes rolled with oil residue, cucumber sticks and lightly roasted wild vegetables entered the soldiers' mouths for the first time, she The team in front of him has already grown by more than half of others.

"It's really fragrant, and the craftsmanship is very good?"

"My third brother works as a clerk in the yamen. I heard that Wangzhi County invited a female cook back to improve the food. I'm afraid it will be her."

"It's not just that the craftsmanship is good. Look at her body, she is clean from head to toe, and look at the cooks, they have similar cooking skills. I also want to eat meals made by this beauty."

A group of soldiers roared with laughter, full of energy.

Old Du was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the person sent by Wangzhi County was surprisingly reliable.After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to stop the little chef who was about to deliver meals to the nobleman: "You go to Xiaoche Gu and ask her to carefully cook a morning meal...and send it to the nobleman."

The little chef froze for a moment, then nodded and went.

"Hey!"

Old Du also had no choice, the nobleman was not used to the food they cooked, so now he could only go to the doctor in a hurry.

It is said that there is fire in July, and it is not young in August.

Looking at July, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Sitting in front of the desk, Zhao Ying took out a letter from the sandalwood box on the table, opened it in her hand, and slowly raised her hand to pinch the space between her eyebrows.

He was wearing a purple wide-sleeved brocade robe with a neat collar. He was sweating all over when he looked at the two doors at the door. He didn't seem to feel the heat. The scented tea and white air made me feel a little dazed.

The letter was written by Di Yahuai, and it didn't write too many serious things. The only thing that is useful is that there was a big robber in Kaifeng this month, and more than ten families of officials were robbed one after another, and now it has caused an uproar.

Di Ya was quite yearning for this person in her letter.

Especially when Zhang Pingfu confronted the bandit head-on and let him escape, this incident made Di Ya even more gloating.

He was arguing for himself. Last year, Zhang Pingfu publicly told His Majesty about his three major crimes. One was that he was prone to torture, the other was that he was drunk on duty, and the third was that he was extravagant.

He didn't mind this matter at all, but Yahuai got angry, and from then on he always opposed Pingfu.

Zhao Ying chuckled. Recently, he has been sleeping at night for several months. He is afraid that the matter of the river course will be delayed for a long time. If he charges those idiots with extra money for the river course or housing, things will never go as planned. There are pits everywhere on this river.

At this time, reading friends' letters and chatting for entertainment is considered relaxing.

Before finishing reading the letter, Zhao Ying heard rustling noises from outside: "What's the matter?"

"Grandpa, the stove has delivered the morning food."

Zhao Ying sighed inwardly, he was annoyed at the thought of having to eat, but his face remained calm: "Come in."

The young man dressed as the Huotou army lowered his eyebrows, carefully opened the tent and walked in, opened the food box and brought out two black pottery bowls on the table, then bent over and retreated step by step.

When he came, his master had taught him the rules. When he entered the tent, his eyes were fixed on his toes, and he must never look around. There is no other way to burn incense.

The noble man in the tent is a killer, and he cannot be provoked.

Zhao Ying looked at the food in the pottery bowl, got up and cleaned his hands and face, took the pottery bowl and looked at it carefully.

A few slices of blanched wild vegetables, a marinated egg, a little oil residue, and a small handful of scallions are rolled in the turquoise transparent pancake. The rich sauce smells delicious and fresh, which makes people very appetizing.

(End of this chapter)