The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 46

There are basically no secrets between her and Zhang Tingyu.

In fact, she has long been transparent to this master, and she has a clear mind from the bottom of her heart, and she has been watching her acting like a monkey there.

At any rate, he was kind and kind, and he would shake it out within a few days.

It has been several days since Gu Huaixiu sat with Zhang Tingyu for breakfast with a sad face.

But when Qing Dai lifted the lid of the porridge, she was stunned.

This unspeakably familiar smell.

Qing Dai came up to serve porridge for her, she brought it over, scooped it up and looked at it, she didn't know why she shed tears.

Zhang Tingyu was watching from the side, feeling sour in his heart, and said: "It's just a little cook, you value it more than anything else."

To Gu Huaishu, it was not just a cook.

She was crying, but she couldn't suppress it at that moment.

At least she saved her life, she didn't go to see Xiao Shifang just because it wasn't suitable, but now she ate what Xiao Shifang made.How could Gu Huaishu not be moved?

She glanced at Qing Dai: "How is he?"

"Didn't you say you were making spicy chicken yesterday? Although the master chefs stopped you, the porridge can still be boiled, and you have recovered slowly. Second Young Mistress, don't worry too much."

Qingdai seems to know that Zhang Tingyu is no longer an outsider, and she doesn't shy away from him.

She spoke slowly, with a smile in her eyes.

Gu Huaishu lowered his head, took a sip slowly, and smiled with his lips pursed. The mood that had been clouded for a few days finally turned away.

"He's good, that's good. Let him be more concerned over there, I don't have to go to see it, it's all up to you."

"Second Young Mistress, don't worry."

Qing Dai responded, and worked for a while, arranging other dishes, and then retreated to the side.

Holding the bowl, Gu Huaishu took a look at Zhang Tingyu, who was not looking well, and just stirred the porridge with a spoon, without saying a word.

This porridge should be a medicinal meal.

Zhang Tingyu counted them carefully, Digupi, Clematis, Licorice Mouth, Coptis chinensis, Banxia, ​​Tiannanxing...

He frowned suddenly, but put down the bowl and didn't move for a while.

Turning her head to look at Gu Huaixiu, she found that she didn't seem to notice anything.

Zhang Tingyu sighed: "I don't think I'm as important as your cook."

"He serves me, what do you serve me?" Gu Huaishu rolled his eyes at him, the two of them were not on the verge of death, and they still talked about meat and vegetables.

Zhang Tingyu was speechless, but the porridge was indeed delicious.

Don't talk about food, go home to study after eating, Zhang Tingyu's life pattern has reached a point of boredom.

It's just that someone sent an invitation today. The last time Gu Huaishu attended was the Spring Festival Banquet at Lord Li Guangdi's residence. This time, it was the Plum Yin Banquet at Master Mingzhu's residence. It was Mingzhu's second son Nalan Kuixu. do it.

Ade took the invitation back from the second master, only looked at Gu Huaixiu's face, and said: "Second master asked the younger one to come and ask you, if you are bored, you can go and have a look, the left and right masters are going , Second Master is free to go or not."

random?

That is, one more second master is not too many, and one younger second master is not too many?

It's very clear, just to make up the number.

Gu Huaishu opened the invitation, and spoke similarly to the Xichun Banquet, which was the fun of the well-to-do literati.

She doesn't like those romances, she likes to go to the theater to listen to operas, but it's a pity that she doesn't have this opportunity.

"Uncle, can sister-in-law go?"

Gu Huaishu suddenly asked.

Ade said: "Go, the young lady's health has improved a lot recently, and she is talking about this now."

As soon as the words were finished, someone came from the front of the yard, it was the servant girl next to the eldest grandma Chen.

"My servant greets the Second Young Mistress, and the Eldest Mistress asks this servant to bring you a message, saying that the invitation card for the Second Young Master of the Lord's mansion has been sent out, and all four Young Masters in the house have such an invitation card. If you want to go, why not everyone Make up the numbers and go together. The uncle has already decided to go, let the servants come down and ask, what's going on with the second room."

This girl speaks very frankly.

Gu Huaixiu thinks about it, Zhang Tingyu is also tired from reading every day, not to mention some things that can't be read by reading.

How can this second master's ambition be realized with just a study?

She pondered for a while, and said to the servant girl: "I'm going back to Eldest Young Mistress, I will accept this invitation, and our second master will also go."

"Yes, this servant has made a note. If you don't have any orders, this servant will go back and tell the young mistress."

"Let your eldest and young mistresses pay attention to your body, don't be too tired, go."

Gu Huaixiu waved his hand casually and let the servant girl go.

When she turned around, Ade happened to look up at her: "That little one..."

"Just tell the second master that I have promised the young mistress that we will go together in the future."

"Yes."

Ade retreated and went back to Zhang Tingyu.

Gu Huaixiu started to think about it, he had to find a suit of clothes again.

How men dress is the same, how the women in the backyard wear, that is the problem.

It won't work if you wear it well, and it won't work if you wear it badly. If you wear it in a normal way, it will be said to be mediocre.

Thinking about it, Gu Huaixiu felt troubled.

She spent almost the whole day picking out clothes, and later heard that the scale of the invitation was a bit large this time.

At any rate, Mingzhu was also a powerful minister who used to have power over the government and the public. Even though she is not as good as before, her power is still there.

The last time Li Guangdi was still a Hanchen after all, most of the people who attended the banquet were ladies from the Han family, but this time, most of the people from the banner came.

Gu Huaixiu thinks about it, firstly, she is not the eldest daughter-in-law of the mansion, secondly, the second master has no fame, and thirdly, she doesn't know many people, and her family background is not very high, so she should dress more ordinary, so she can't be picky. Just make a mistake.

By the time it gets dark, the clothes have already been picked out.

In winter, it is always good to wear some warm colors, so I picked up a light yellow pleated skirt with flowers and butterflies, and saved it for the next day.

On the same day, invitation cards from Mingzhu's family had been sent to almost every respectable family in the entire capital.

The family background is not high, but because of some friendship with the eldest son of Mingzhu's family, Gu's mansion also received an invitation card, Gu Hanchuan went with Sun Lianqiao; at Lord Li Guangdi's mansion, his son Li Zhonglun and his daughter Li Zhen'er is definitely going.

Who is going to other mansions, or if there are any important people going, I don't know.

Mingzhu is an old slave, and is still the minion of the elder brother. This time, Nalan Kui asked for it in name, but in fact it was Mingzhu's instruction behind it.

In fact, the ministers of the Manchu and Han dynasties rarely had the opportunity to win over power, and the emperor above had to monitor their relationship.

The only thing that is elegant, also known as righteousness, is probably the only thing that fits the time and situation.

People like Mingzhu are full of calculations, and Gu Huaishu can't do it.

Besides, she couldn't count on her, so she wasn't worried.

Zhang Tingyu has no fame, and it is impossible for him to inherit the Zhang family's business in the future. They will just live their own lives in the future.

Even if he has something to offer in the future, it will be in the future. The whole family has nothing to do with Gu Huaishu.

She thought it easy, and asked Duofu to find out when Zhang Tingyu would come back after cleaning up, so that he could prepare dinner.

It's busy time in the kitchen.

Xiao Shifang touched his right shoulder and stood in front of his own chopping board.

This place is not very good, I heard that it was left by a former chef of the Zhang family, it is facing the window, it is a good place in summer, but it is a toss in winter.

When cooking, ventilation is needed occasionally, so even though the master chefs offered to help seal the window, Xiao Shifang also refused.

Seeing that at a growing age, he was thrown into the snow and frozen for more than an hour. Fortunately, Gu Huaishu came early, otherwise he would have reported to Lord Yan.

A few years ago, he had thought about it, in this life he would cook for Gu Huaishu; but today he touched his shoulder, and he felt that his life might be very short.

The life of being able to cook and cook is even shorter.

I sold it to a girl in this life, and now I owe a second life, so I want to cook with the girl in my next life?

He became confused at once.

With the knife in his left hand and the right hand holding down the boned fish, Xiao Shifang was still very skilled in his movements.

His right hand was injured a few years ago, but now he is quite proficient in chopping vegetables with his left hand.

"Dangdangdang..."

The kitchen knife came into contact with the chopping board, and the fish was cut into strips in no time.

He changed a piece of carp meat, while thinking about irrelevant things, the porridge this morning didn't seem to be hot enough.Why don't you wash the rice tonight, simmer for a few hours first, then turn it to a low fire when you get up in the middle of the night, then turn it to a high fire, and then switch back to a simmer when you wake up tomorrow, and it will be soft and soft...

It's just that I have to get up several times a night, but in order to make it delicious, I can bear it.

Zhang Tingyu has been standing at the window for a long time.

A gentleman stays away from the kitchen, Zhang's family precepts are also precepts of sages.

If any son of the Zhang family took a step into the kitchen, his leg would be broken, but Zhang Tingyu felt that if he didn't come this time, he would always feel uneasy.

When I saw this little master Shi Fang that day, I just looked at his back from a distance, and I didn't notice it at all in the cold weather. At that time, all my attention was almost on Gu Huaixiu.

But today Zhang Tingyu took a look, but found that he was smaller than he imagined.

Looking at it, he is just a young man who has not yet grown up, tall and thin, still at the age of tallness, but he has just had a serious illness, and he feels a little pale.

Unlike other cooks, he holds a knife in his left hand, and his movements are very skilled, but he is obviously absent-minded when chopping vegetables.

This is the skill of a chef. When chopping vegetables, because he is too proficient, he doesn't have to think too much. It's normal to think about another thing in his mind when he makes a move with his hand.

When Xiao Shifang finished cutting the second piece of carp meat in his hand, he wanted to fetch the casserole, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a person standing in front of the window.

He was startled, and it took him a while to realize, "Second Master Zhang?"

You've already entered Zhang's mansion, and you're still so unfamiliar with your words?
Zhang Tingyu wanted to come when he saw the porridge in the morning, but he kept holding back. During the day, he accepted the invitation from the Mingzhu Mansion brought by his elder brother, chatted with his elder brother for a while, and wrote a policy statement to his husband before returning.

Now Gu San must still be waiting for him to eat in the house, or he was just busy preparing vegetables, but Zhang Tingyu is not in a hurry to go back.

How can you allow others to sleep soundly next to the couch?
Zhang Tingyu nodded, as a promise.

He looked at the fish on the chopping board, and said, "You are the cook that Second Young Mistress brought into the house, and you must have been with Second Young Mistress for many years, right?"

Xiao Shifang vaguely felt that today's matter is not very simple.

He subconsciously touched his left wrist. Because he was a cook, the sleeves were all narrow, or tied with something. His wrist was also tied with a navy blue band.

Little Shi Fang said truthfully: "Shi Fang owes the girl two lives."

girl?

Zhang Tingyu suddenly asked him: "How old are you this year?"

Xiao Shifang said: "The virtual age is fifteen."

He's only fifteen, but his cooking skills seem to be many times better than other cooks.Zhang Tingyu also drank the porridge this morning, but it tasted good, but he was not necessarily happy.

"No ambition?" Zhang Tingyu asked again.

Xiao Shifang shook his head, then nodded again: "Make more delicious dishes."

Frowning, Zhang Tingyu raised his eyebrows: "Continue to do it for the second young lady?"

"Ah."

After Xiao Shifang finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head again.

I don't want to study, I don't want to practice martial arts, I don't seem to have any relatives, I don't have any other ambitions, and I don't seem to have any ambitions...

The stone master in the kitchen.

Zhang Tingyu suddenly asked: "Have you ever studied?"

Xiao Shi Fang was startled, and shook his head after a while: "I can read a few words. Second Young Master, what's the matter?"

"I just passed by you by chance and remembered something." Zhang Tingyu put his hands behind his back, looked at Xiao Shifang and smiled kindly, "Have you ever heard Feng Menglong's "Osmanthus Osmanthus"?"

"..." Xiao Shifang didn't answer, as if he didn't know what Zhang Tingyu was talking about.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhang Tingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said: "You should be busy."

He seemed to have just walked here casually, and left casually at this time.

Xiao Shifang was at the back, his right hand clenched the wrist of his left hand tightly, and inside it was tied a broken blade that had saved his life and allowed him to meet Gu Huaishu and retrieve his life.

Since then, he has made up his mind that wherever Gu Huaishu is, he will be there.

There is no need to say anything, he knows who is good to him and who is not good to him.

It's just that besides cooking, other...

It's not what he wants to think about.

In the second house, vegetables have been laid out.

Gu Huaishu touched the invitation card with his fingers, thinking about when Zhang Tingyu would come back, when he heard someone shouting from outside.

She was startled, turned around and saw Zhang Tingyu coming in.

"It's getting dark, you don't know where you are, and Ade can't even find you."

Zhang Tingyu came in, took off his coat, and glanced at Ade, his eyes were cold.Just said: "Turn around."

When he sat down, the meal was already served.

Gu Huaishu was sitting next to him, he had already taken over his job, and was about to pick up his chopsticks. "This meal was made by the cook in the kitchen, who said it was the dish you like... Would you like to try it?"

Zhang Tingyu nodded, reached for the chopsticks, and was about to lift them up, but paused halfway through.

Gu Huaishu didn't pay attention to his action, only thinking about which dish to put his chopsticks on first.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhang Tingyu reached out and put a chicken rib in her bowl: "It's a pity to throw it away, let's eat it."

"..."

Gu Huaixiu looked at the extra piece of chicken rib with almost no meat in the bowl, and was furious.

The cook in this kitchen can actually bring this thing up?
Really...

Can you come up with a cook who is comparable to Xiao Shifang?
but……

Could it be that Zhang Tingyu has been talked about by Mrs. Wu again today?Why come back for nothing and treat her like this?
"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Zhang Tingyu choked, and the calmness on his face disappeared suddenly, but he moved closer to her, and said in his mouth: "You said me, you betrayed your heart, and you have no reason to push me through the skin of the earth. Lingxian swore an oath. General Asari thought, Hopu, you know yourself, don’t treat my love letter as a piece of old paper..."

Gu Huaishu froze for a moment, then frowned, "Are you crazy?"

"I think ginseng is the most hated parting, only because of the sweet coaxing of licorice until now, Huang Lian is bitter and depressed because of Yi, Bai Zhi'er can't write enough words about love, and I tell you to be a gentleman, don't be a heartless person. You really are Banxia Danggui also, I would rather wait for Tiannanxing all night..."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Tingyu only procrastinated to read out these two paragraphs.

Gu Huaishu casually clamped a piece of duck neck with bones for him: "You are not the wife of Shou Konggui, so you are using this to make me feel poor?"

Eyebrows were slightly raised, and Zhang Tingyu stretched his color calmly, not letting Gu Huaishu see anything strange.

"Gu San is really not an idiot... He even knows what I mean..."

What Gu Huaixiu read most was those scripts, and now Zhang Tingyu said it, but she didn't pay attention to it: "I read so many books in idle books, what can you do to me?"

What else can I do to you?
It is indeed impossible.

Zhang Tingyu sighed, lowered his head, picked up the neck of the duck, and took a bite.

This is worse than the tasteless rib he gave her.

(End of this chapter)