Shangshi female official

Chapter 13 Thousand Carved Chrysanthemum Tofu 1
The next morning, Nanny Chen, who hadn't shown up for the past few days, came to the training ground in person. Everyone felt strange, but after hearing what Nanny Chen said, they didn't think it was strange anymore.

"I heard that recently, someone made sacrifices privately in the Inner Jiaofang, private sacrifices are not allowed in the imperial city, I think you are new here and don't know the rules.

I originally wanted to let you master the basic cooking skills before learning the rules, but now it seems that learning the rules has to be done earlier. "

The maids in the practice field looked at each other, combined with the news of house searches and arrests in the past few days, they more or less guessed.

"Leaving home to go to the palace alone, I understand your homesickness, the palace is not an unkind place.

There is a Zhaohe hall in Xiyuan, which can be used as a memorial tablet. On weekdays, it is used for court ladies and eunuchs to burn some paper money to pay homage to relatives.Every July, the Hall of Showa will also be used as the Yulan Basin Dojo. There is a generous place to pay homage to relatives, so there is no need to be sneaky. "

Hearing this, Wu Xiaolan buried her head even deeper.

"I know that your aptitudes are different, some of you were already skilled before entering the imperial city, and some had never even touched a knife before coming here.

I don't care how well you have learned before, you have to take it step by step when you come to me, you have to do what you have to do, and you are not allowed to act without authorization, do you understand? "

When Nanny Chen said this, her eyes fell on Qiu Nanxue. Qiu Nanxue only squinted and looked away, pretending that the matter had nothing to do with her.

"The day of the knife skills assessment will not change, you still have to study hard."

There was a lot of mourning in the practice field, and it was embarrassing to learn both cooking skills and rules.

Mother Zhou reprimanded: "You are too slack, you can't stand the pressure now, and you will be so busy in the palace in the future, how can you serve the nobles in the palace well?"

After the wailing stopped, Mother Chen continued: "Practicing knife skills is also an opportunity to get to know the ingredients. Some ingredients are soft and some are tender. Different things have different knife techniques, strength, and rhythm of using the knife. The same ingredients Cooking different dishes requires different knife techniques, so don’t think that learning how to cook is easy, you have to work hard to learn well.”

As soon as Nanny Chen waved her hand, eunuchs came in with large wooden basins. Water overflowed from the basin and sprinkled on the ground while walking. When the wooden basin was placed on the table, Wang Yifu looked down and saw that there were white and tender tofu inside. .

A few days ago, all they practiced were radishes and cucumbers, which were soft and hard, and easy to cut. Today, it was even more difficult.

Like the first day, Nanny Chen stood opposite Wang Yifu, and the girls all consciously surrounded her.

She fished out a piece of tofu from the water, cut off the leftovers, first cut a thick tofu, and said: "Tofu of this size is called tofu square, and it is shaped like a box after frying.

Make a knife from the width of your finger, then dig out the heart and insert the meat filling, which is the mirror box tofu. "

After putting the tofu on the plate, Mother Chen continued to cut two thick square slices as wide as fingernails, "This is called a domino slice, and it can be used to make potted tofu and stuffed tofu."

Nanny Chen cut the thick slice crosswise into two, cut it into thin strips, and continued: "Tofu strips can be used to make tofu soup, or tofu soup."

In this way, the piece of tofu was cut into a square box, and Madam Chen cut it horizontally again, making a cut along the two legs, "Triangle tofu can be eaten alone, or it can be stuffed with meat or shrimp. , stuffed vegetarian food."

Mother Chen cut the remaining tofu into small cubes and said, "Small pieces of tofu are the raw material of Mapo tofu."

Everyone thought it was over here, but Madam Chen took out another piece of tofu, cut it in half, raised the index finger of one hand to hold the knife, and quickly cut with the knife in the other hand, but the tofu was messy. Disfigured.

Nanny Chen cut to the end, then moved the knife horizontally and reversed to push the tofu down, poured some water and continued to cut. After cutting, she picked up the knife and pushed the tofu into a bowl of water.

The pile of tofu in the water is still a pile of tofu. Madam Chen then gently moved the tofu with chopsticks, and the tofu shreds flowed with the water, and slowly spread out until the whole bowl was covered with white shreds, just like the tofu that naturally grows in the water. Like grass, the girls couldn't help but let out a "wow~" sound.

Nanny Zhou took out a needle from the corner of her clothes and handed it to Nanny Chen.

Nanny Chen put the needle into the water, picked up a shredded bean curd, gently pushed it through the eye of the needle, and then took out the needle, the shredded tofu hung on the eye of the needle, comparable to the thread used for sewing clothes.

"This kind of shredded tofu, plus shredded carrots, shredded fungus, shredded rapeseed leaves, etc., and then topped with broth, is Wensi tofu."

Nanny Chen put the needle aside, straightened the remaining piece of tofu on the cutting board, and quickly cut it again. After cutting, she trimmed the edges and corners, scooped up the tofu from the bottom, and put it in the water to shake it gently.

This time, the tofu did not scatter, but stood in the water like a flower, and each strand of tofu swayed slightly in the water.

"If you don't cut the tofu to the end, it is Qiandiao chrysanthemum tofu."

After some actions, the girls stared and opened their mouths. They were so surprised that they couldn't speak. They admire Madam Chen for maintaining such superb skills at such an age.

At the same time, I was secretly afraid, how much hardship would it take to practice to this level?

"Looking is useless, just practice."

With a word from Nanny Chen, everyone dispersed. Wang Yifu took out the knife from the leather case and was about to scoop up tofu when she heard the person in front of her say, "Come with me."

Wang Yifu was taken aback for a moment, could it be that Mother Chen discovered her private sacrifice?Thinking about it again, for such a crime, Nanny Chen didn't scold her in public and use her to make an example of others, so there is probably no need to punish her in private.

She took off her turban, vest and sleeves, and followed Nanny Chen to the hall of the Inner Teaching Workshop.

A portrait of the chef Yi Yin hangs on the wall to the north of the opposite door. There are armchairs and a long table in front of it. There are several chairs and small tables on both sides of the long table. The skylight can only shine on the middle ground, and the room is not bright.

Nanny Chen sat high behind the long table, took a sip from the tea bowl on the table, and asked, "Are you literate?"

"When I was young, I read some surnames and thousands of characters, and later I read a few poems."

"Haven't you read "Female Commandments" and "Internal Training"?"

"My mother said that it's all a lie to the honest people. It's useless to read it. It's better not to read it."

Nanny Chen laughed heartily and powerfully. She even leaned back, and then said, "It's useless to read it? Lingtang is really a real person."

"Mommy won the prize."

"What is your mother's name, and where is she from?"

Wang Yifu's eyes moved slightly, and she only replied: "My mother's surname is Yan, she never told me what her boudoir name is, she is from Jinling Mansion... Yunzhou."

"Yunzhou? It's very close to Taizhou."

(End of this chapter)