The cook is very busy

Chapter 66
More than a dozen servants hurried in and out, and moved everything from the back kitchen to the Shitai Waterside Pavilion, with pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, everything is complete.

The one in the lead asked two young men to move a stove from the corner of the garden over, and then asked Ziqing to see if there were enough of these guys, and seeing her nod, he went to report to Mu Guanxiong.

Dongcui entered the garden at this moment, carrying two bamboo baskets in her hands, one containing shrimps and the other containing eggs, she lowered her head and walked quickly to Ziqing's side.

Seeing her coming, Ziqing took her hand, put the two baskets aside, rolled up his sleeves, and tied his apron, as if nothing had happened.

Dong Cui looked at her, then took a sneaky look around, and then Madam Qi said, let Ziqing cook two dishes here, and let everyone have a look at her skills.

At that time, the old man and the old lady didn't say anything after hearing this, so they asked people to go to work.

At this moment, an inconspicuous space was vacated in the garden, and many flower lantern stands were placed to illuminate the place brightly.

Although there was still an opera going on on the stone stage, everyone couldn't stop looking at it, even the opera singers, who pretended to be a few opera lines, looked for an invisible space, and then glanced over.

Dong Cui felt the gazes from all around, which made her very uncomfortable, she leaned towards Ziqing, "Sister, sister."

Ziqing fastened her apron, turned her head and looked at her, her black and white eyes were very bright, "What's wrong, Sister Dongcui?"

Dongcui's lips moved twice, and then she swallowed the words, and took out a steamed bun wrapped in steamed cloth from her bosom and handed it over.

She originally wanted to ask Sister Qing, she didn't feel uncomfortable with so many people looking at her, but then she thought about it, and she still didn't say anything.

At this moment, sister Qing looked at it and it was okay, if she didn't say such an extra word, she also panicked and burned the dishes.

Ziqing washed his hands, wiped the apron, took the steamed buns handed over by Dongcui, squeezed them, and nodded with satisfaction, the softness and hardness are not bad.

Dong Cui looked at it and asked, "Sister, are you hungry? If you are hungry, why didn't you tell me earlier, there are steamed buns left over from noon in the stove, they are still warm, why did you ask me to put them in the cooler?" Yep, what are you talking about that hard-bodied person!"

Ziqing wrapped the steamed bun, put it on the chopping board and smiled with her, "Sister Dongcui, I don't want to eat this, but I don't know what to cook, this steamed bun..."

"What!" Dong Cui exclaimed, fortunately, the gongs and drums on the stone platform were pressing down on the stone platform, which attracted people's attention for nothing, but Zi Qing was taken aback, Dong Cui slapped her angrily.

"What's the matter with you girl? It's been such a long time, and I still can't come up with an idea. I'm thinking about asking the master to eat live shrimp!"

Ziqing touched his arm, looked at Dongcui amusedly, and just wanted to say something, a young man came over from Mu Guanxiong's side, and said that if she was ready, she would quickly raise the stove and cook.

Ziqing had no choice but to answer first, then explained a few words to Dongcui, and then went on to do other things.

Dong Cui was angry and annoyed, looked at Ziqing's back and muttered a few words, rolled up her sleeves, picked up a plate of fresh shrimp and soaked them in the water to wash.

At the same time, Dong Cui was not the only one who was angry, Ren Xiaoran angrily drank a glass of wine, snatched the flagon from Mu Qing's hand and poured himself another glass.

"What a stupid girl, that girl should just be stupid!"

Sitting next to him, Mu Shaoyi didn't say anything on the surface, but in her heart she agreed with Ren Xiaoran's two words.

"It was so hard to help her get out of the siege. It's fine if she doesn't leave quickly, and she just stood there talking to Uncle Qi in a daze. Can't she see that Uncle Qi is deliberately embarrassing her!"

Mu Qing took over Dong Cui's job and stood by at the banquet to pour wine. He was dissatisfied after hearing Ren Xiaoran's words. This Mr. Ren really does not hurt his back when he is standing and talking. If they were replaced, wouldn't they be looking for a dead end.

Mu Shaoyi frowned slightly, her eyes seemed to be looking for the figure of that person, she was a little puzzled, why did she run to the corner of the courtyard instead of starting a stove by the stove?
"Fourth Young Master, you said..."

Ren Xiaoran was so angry that she didn't want to talk to Mu Shaoyi, but when she turned her head and saw that he was staring at one place, she looked over and saw that stupid girl talking to the wine guard. The servant helped to search among the wine jars, and then shook his head at her.

Ziqing was a little frustrated, and smiled with the boy, turned around to face the two of them, both of them were taken aback.

She paused slightly, thinking about coming to them, and now she can only leave them here to try her luck.

"What? You want wine?!"

Ren Xiaoran was surprised, she couldn't figure out what was going on in this girl's head, and she asked for wine as soon as she asked, could it be that she was so cowardly?
Ziqing replied softly, although she was a bit pushy, but she still insisted on saying, "Well, is there any burns? The ones that are more intense are the ones over there. They are all old."

Mu Shaoyi looked at the cup in hand. Today, my father held a banquet, all of which were good wines from ten-year-old cellars.

Ren Xiaoran frowned slightly, glanced at Ziqing up and down, and became more certain of his own thoughts, he said, "The wines at this table are all old wines, not the brewed wine from your country, how could it be so strong."

When Ziqing heard this, he expected it to be so, he smiled faintly, turned around and went to the wine guard, and asked him to scoop up a pot first.

The little servant was busy looking for the flagon. It turned out that Mu Guanxiong had privately sent a message to tell them to be smarter. What did the smarter mean? Wasn't it just to let them all listen to her.

Ziqing waited here for a while, but the wine servant was nowhere to be seen, but Mu Qing arrived, holding a small jar of rice wine in his hand, which he said he bought from the old woman who guarded the garden.

Just now when Mu Qing saw that she came here to beg for free time, she was a little bit upset, remembering the steamed bun she gave him a while ago, and after thinking about it, she mentioned that the woman guarding the garden might have homemade shochu. On weekdays, he drank something to satisfy his cravings, but without thinking about it, the Fourth Young Master asked him to look for it.

It is good to have rice wine, Ziqing took it with a smile, "Oh, it's so kind, thank you."

Mu Qing didn't dare to take the credit, and said that his master asked him to find it. If the master didn't nod, he wouldn't dare to exchange the wine at the banquet with the woman who guarded the garden.

Ziqing paused, "Your master, fourth young master?"

Mu Qing nodded, looked at her and asked, "Sister Ziqing, what do you want this strong wine for? If you want to suppress shock, wouldn't the old wine at the banquet be better?"

Ziqing raised his eyebrows, "Why, is this what your master asked you to ask?" Mu Qing hurriedly waved his hands, saying that he was the one who asked the question.

Ziqing hugged the wine jar and told him that she didn't want to drink this wine, but to use it for cooking. She was afraid that the wine at the banquet would not be able to catch fire, so she thought about finding some strong wine to burn. It was the first time for her to cook this dish, so it's not easy to make it casually.

Mu Qing was dumbfounded when she heard that, she was not casual, she dared to serve the master the first time it was cooked, and even exchanged good wine for shochu, who else is more casual than her!

"Oh, sister, why are you still chatting here, the master has called someone to urge you!"

Dong Cui found her, saw Ziqing chatting with Mu Qing, hurriedly chattered a few words, and dragged her away.

She didn't know whether Ziqing wanted to be steamed or stir-fried, so she just shredded the beard and the thorns on the head of the shrimp with scissors. Well, the prawns haven't been cleaned yet, and there are still many things to do.

Ziqing listened to her chanting all the way, and when she reached the desk, Dongcui let go of her arm and walked back and forth restlessly, still unable to complain.

She looked at it with a smile, and let Dongcui talk, and got busy with her own work.

Ziqing looked at the prawns in the basin, took a bowl, thought about pouring more than half of the bowl of rice wine over the prawns, then put a plate on top, turned it up and down and put it aside for later use.

"What, co-authored for a long time, sister, you want to get drunk!"

Dong Cui stared at Ziqing with wide eyes, and then she said, could it be that this girl really told the master to eat live shrimps!
(End of this chapter)