Jingmen Fengyue

Chapter 40: Gathering (1)
Xie Fanghua nodded, sending off Prince Ying and Princess Concubine respectfully.

Chunlan came to Luomeiju to pick up people on time, and Princess Ying left with her support.

Xie Fanghua greeted He Yan, He Yan immediately returned the gift, and then the two went to the small kitchen.

The small kitchen has long been used by the big housekeeper and people to prepare food and other things, but the smell of medicine is strong and lingering.

Xie Fanghua is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, knitting and knitting, so it is not difficult to learn, but he is not good at cooking.She has never been in the kitchen, she has never touched pots and pans, she has never touched kitchen knives and cutting boards, she can only light fires.

He Yan began to teach by cutting vegetables carefully.

Xie Fanghua accidentally cut his hand, blood flowed out immediately, He Yan was startled when he saw it, Xie Fanghua smiled at him, waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, went back to the room and took the trauma medicine from Qin Zheng's cabinet, tore it He took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it up simply and neatly.

He Yan didn't dare to let her learn how to chop vegetables anymore, so he chopped vegetables himself, and instead taught her the steps of using ingredients and how to handle the spoon.

The iron pan and shovel accidentally scalded her hand, her palm turned red and blistered, and He Yan's face turned pale immediately.

Xie Fanghua pierced the small bubble with a needle, wiped the medicine, wrapped it in a cloth, and signaled him to continue.

He Yan looked at her, the gash was deep, but her eye circles didn't turn red, the blisters were small, but there were several, but she didn't blink, he couldn't help but nodded in awe, and didn't use her again. Let's start, focusing on the general steps of cooking.

Cooking can be classified into many types, such as stir-fried dishes, cold dishes, soup dishes, steamed dishes, boiled dishes... What kind of seasoning must be put in each type of dish, what kind of seasoning can be selected for each type of dish, and how much should be put in as many dishes as possible Material and so on.

Xie Fanghua listened carefully. She has a very good habit. Since she has learned something and wasted time, she must spare no effort to learn it well.Not everyone can hire a chef from the Yanfu Building to teach him how to cook.

An hour passed quickly, and He Yan left Luomeiju on time.

Xie Fanghua looked at a dish being made in the kitchen, thought for a while, and followed the method taught by He Yan earlier, cut the vegetables, arranged the ingredients, set up the pot and heated the fire, took the spoon, and began to review the dish again.

When Qin Zheng returned to Luomei Residence, Xie Fanghua was in the small kitchen, and the smell of vegetables wafted from the kitchen.He paused, and went straight to the small kitchen.

Xie Fanghua was putting seasoning into the pot.

Qin Zheng stood at the door and looked at her. The silk and satin embroidered skirt on her body did not change, and she took a piece of cloth around her chest as an apron.Focused eyes, staring at the pot without distraction.

The firewood from the stove fell out, but she didn't seem to notice it. After putting one seasoning, she frowned and thought about the next one.

Qin Zheng watched for a while, but she didn't seem to notice him coming back. He walked into the small kitchen, squatted down, and put the dry wood into the stove.

Xie Fanghua thought for a moment, picked up a white jar, scooped up the contents with a small spoon, and put it into the pot.

"That's salt. Are you sure you need to put that much salt in this dish?" Qin Zheng asked.

Xie Fanghua turned her head to look at him, then glanced at her hand again, is this salt?She needs sugar.

"The sugar bowl is that!" Qin Zheng pointed to a white jar next to the white jar, and suggested to her, "If you can't tell the difference, you can write a copybook and stick it on it, so that you can tell the difference next time."

Xie Fanghua nodded, this is a good idea.I changed the sugar bowl and scooped a spoonful of sugar into it.After that, I thought about taking the seasonings one after another, then turned the shovel, covered the pot, simmered for a while, and then shoveled the vegetables out of the pot and put them on the plate.

Qin Zheng looked at the two dishes that were exactly the same, but the color was completely different, because one was cooked just right, and the other was burnt.

Xie Fanghua wiped the sweat from her forehead, and went to the sink to wash her hands.

Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes when he saw her wrapping the blood-stained hands, but he didn't speak, and took two dishes out of the kitchen by himself.

Xie Fanghua avoided the wound, washed his hands, untied the large piece of cloth on his chest, and followed him out of the small kitchen.

Ting Yan stood at the door, and when she came out, she immediately asked sharply, "Ting Yin, is cooking hard?"

Xie Fanghua thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Your hands are hurt, isn't it bitter?" Hearing this, he couldn't believe it.

Xie Fanghua smiled. She has suffered many more injuries than this in the past eight years. What is this injury?Just two days.

Hearing words muttered, "Your hands are wrapped like zongzi, how can you play the piano and paint?"

Xie Fanghua didn't care too much about it. You don't have to do it to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you just need to have clear ears and eyesight.

He couldn't get an answer after hearing the words, so he secretly felt sorry for Xie Fanghua, she was a good girl, and the young master also liked it, but she couldn't speak.I hope that Dr. Sun's medicine will work, so that she can heal her throat sooner.

The two entered the house.

Qin Zheng was already sitting at the table, and there were two dishes in front of him, and he was staring at them.

"My lord, how can I eat this one dish? I'll go to the big kitchen in the house and bring two more dishes." Hearing this, he turned his head and ran out again.In a blink of an eye, Luomeiju came out.

Xie Fanghua poured a cup of tea for Qin Zheng, poured a cup for herself, and sat directly opposite him.

"Did my mother come here this afternoon?" Qin Zheng asked.

Xie Fanghua nodded, Princess Ying loved her son so much, why didn't she come?
Qin Zheng smiled, leaned back in the chair, and said triumphantly, "My father said yesterday that he would take her out for a horse ride this afternoon. She usually loves horseback riding, and she wished that my father would accompany her, but she pushed her away. My father said again Said to change tomorrow afternoon, she pushed it again. And said that if you look for her in the future, you will have to teach you in the morning and in the afternoon, and you don't have time. "

Xie Fanghua blinked her eyelashes.

"Hmph, can the old man compare to my status in her heart? She clearly knows that he is unreliable as a husband, so it is better to rely on her son." Qin Zheng snorted coldly, with a rare childish air.

Xie Fanghua took a rare serious look at him.

Qin Zheng took a sip of tea, "If my elder brother comes back home tomorrow, you don't have to pay attention to him."

Xie Fanghua knew that the eldest son of Prince Ying's mansion was not in the mansion these days. He was old enough. He took the exam last year and won the third place. The emperor ordered him to be the head of the household department, from the sixth rank.A month ago, I went out to do errands. It is said that if I do this errand well, I will be promoted to Yuanwailang, starting from the fifth grade.Capable, with a high starting point and fast progress.There is no lack of the attention and cultivation of the Prince of England, as well as private teaching and help.

The Ministry of Households has been a fat vacancies in all dynasties.

He is still unmarried. Although he is the eldest son of a concubine, the threshold of Prince Ying's residence has been almost broken by the matchmaker since last year.

Hearing that two dishes and one soup came back from the big kitchen in the mansion, the three of them sat down to eat.

Xie Fanghua took a sip of He Yan's dishes, and then a taste of her own dishes. He Yan's dishes were naturally full of color, fragrance, and taste, but hers had too much sugar and was too sweet. Two chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)