Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 87 Master, What a Skillful Hand

Chapter 91

This cloakroom was tidied up by Tong Jiaqi's repeated orders, and he even asked a carpenter to make clothes hangers. The clothes and skirts were hung up after they were washed, and it was clear at a glance when changing clothes.

Tong Jiaqi thought about working, and it was somewhat inconvenient to wear a cheongsam, so she changed into a new one, and then happily went to the small kitchen.

Milk plus black tea, a veritable milk tea.

Tong Jiaqi knows how to eat dim sum but can't make it, so she can only steam the smooth egg custard, which is also very careful.

Before, Concubine Hui asked herself to go to the kitchen to learn how to cook, saying that Yinbi likes to eat.

Today, I made a fuss about being jealous, so I should make up for it.

Hailan stood aside, a little surprised, why didn't she know that the master would know so much, she couldn't help but smiled and said, "Master should have learned this when he was in Ye He."

Yeh?what is that placeWhy don't you have any impression?

Although I don't know, but how dare I say it, I can only say vaguely like a sloppy eye, "I don't remember clearly."

"When the master was a lady, I haven't seen the servants who have been serving me in the past two years." Hailan said while helping Tong Jiaqi, handing him an egg or something.

Tong Jiaqi's hand paused, this Hailan had only served the original owner for two years, and was sent as a dowry, it was really not easy.

"It's all happened a long time ago, so I don't mind mentioning it." Tong Jiaqi stirred the eggs with chopsticks, thinking about Ye He, and asked unavoidably, "How do you think Ye He is?"

"Not good!" Hailan shook her head.

"Oh? Why?" Tong Jiaqi's curiosity was aroused at the moment.

Hai Lan saw that her expression was unchanged, so she said, "Master has been seriously ill since he came back from Yehe, and the slaves felt that the place was not good because of master's illness."

"So it's because of this!" Tong Jiaqi held back her smile and nodded.

I kept thinking about it, but I really couldn't recall any memory about that Ye He.

Forget it, if you can’t think about it, don’t think about it. Tong Jiaqi stirred the eggs well, added some seasonings, and then steamed them on the steamer. Rusi was assigned to the small kitchen, and a cook worked together.

Because Tong Jiaqi wanted to do it with her own hands, the two of them were reduced to burning fire.

The cook's surname is Chen, and she is Han. Nanny Li bought it from outside today because Tong Jiaqi wanted to eat Chinese food.

This Manchu chef ate too much food, he only felt that the taste of beef and mutton was mostly in his mouth. Before that, the warm water banquet in the palace all day long was really boring.

In the palace, the imperial dining room is in charge of the food of the Sangong Sixth Courtyard, and puts the prepared meals on the stove to cook.

If the master wants it, he should deliver it quickly, otherwise it would be impossible to wait for the masters to order and then make it now.

So this also leads to the fact that the quantity of each dish is limited, and if the slaves go late, many things will be gone.

Fortunately, Tong Jiaqi was delicious, and every time I sent someone, I asked him to go there early.

After a while, the aroma of egg custard came out from the steamer, and the smell of eggs was eliminated, with only a little sweetness, which kept burrowing into the nose.

"Master, what a skillful hand!" Hailan couldn't help exclaiming when she smelled the smell.

Tong Jiaqi pursed her lips and smiled, "This is what my mother taught me before."

This call of "Er Niang" was undoubtedly Concubine Hui. When Tong Jiaqi went to pay her respects, she didn't bring Hai Lan with her.

　It's Monday, hehehe, I wish you all a smooth and successful week! !Okay, let's work together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)