The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Niu Er officially joined Yang Shiheng's mansion. Of course, he would certainly not be taken to see Yang Shiheng at his level. The steward sent someone to explain the etiquette to him, and then took him to meet his colleagues in the kitchen, and was serious. It was declared that he could not go anywhere except the kitchen.

The two chefs with the highest status in the kitchen are the two chefs, one Liu is twenty-seven and eighty-eight, and the other Yang is more than thirty.

Niu Er was born white, tender, handsome, and able to speak. The Liu family and Yang family looked at him like a little brother, and they shouted affectionately after a while.

"Little second."

——Always make Niu Er inexplicably feel like he's shouting.

Niu Er also understood that most of the time Yang Shiheng's dishes were taken in turn by them, and they pointed the chefs below to make the dishes next to them.

Although Niu Er was young, he came in as a substitute for a vacant chef's seat. The Liu family and Yang family even listened to the manager and said that the young man's skill is indeed not weak, so no one would call him a mess, just Let him take care of Dalang's food for the time being.

Niu Er looks honest and has no intention of doing his own things. He seems to be a good employee who doesn't like gossip. Except for Da Lang's preferences, he won't ask more about things in the house. They are called the Liu family and the Yang family. In my eyes, they are all very permissible.

Yang Shiheng's family has a son and a daughter. Dalang's tastes are his mother's. His mother is a Sichuan girl, so this mother and son will not use the same dishes as Yang Shiheng.

Niu Er slowly cooks Sichuan food for Yang Jiadalang, and first comes with a piece of boiled beef.

A long, long time ago, Niu Er heard the name of the boiled beef dish, and there was always a very light picture in his mind. It was not until later that he ate this dish himself that he realized that it was completely different. The plate of red oil chili, Not to mention too much hot.

Although there is no pepper at this time, there are substitutes such as pepper, pepper, cornel and so on.

Niu Er was cooking beef, and Liu's and Yang's over there served several dishes and asked someone to send them to Yang Shiheng.

It didn't take long before the vegetable porridge was returned.

Yang Shiheng thought it was too light.

Liu pouted, "The meat porridge is too greasy, and the vegetable porridge is too light."

Yang gave a wry smile, "Lang Jun has been weak in his mouth recently, and the doctor said it was because of his stomach problems."

The steward appeared at the door: "Don't say it, Lang Jun is getting angry, saying that he is a doctor who can not even eat a bowl of water and rice. You can make another bowl-Xiao Er, try making a bowl too. ."

"...Oh." Niu Er replied, thinking that this gentleman has a really big temper.

Yang Shiheng is a native of Bianjing, and Niu Er thinks he likes to eat sweets as much as the Bianjing people he knows. He starts to boil walnuts, pine nuts, chestnuts, red beans, lotus seeds, peanuts, red dates, and ginseng with rice.

The Liu family and the Yang family were also separated. One made vegetable porridge and the other made meat porridge.

When Liu saw Niu Er's porridge, he couldn't help frowning: "Little Er, where are you making porridge?"

Niu Er smiled, "Why isn't it porridge?"

Liu's shook his head and said: "With so many fruits, I lose the right taste of porridge!"

Yang also said: "Yes, the water and rice are harmonious, soft and greasy, which is called porridge. If you add so many things to this porridge, wouldn't the taste that come out of it be mixed and strange?"

Niu Er was criticized by the two seniors, but he said with a good temper: "My, this is called eight-treasure porridge. I want to taste many fruits. Isn't Lang Jun just light-hearted?"

As he said, he sprinkled caramel in the porridge without money in front of Liu and Yang.

Liu Family & Yang Family: "..."

The two looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. What a mess! Without listening to persuasion, it seems that whether this child can stay today is not certain.

The congee of the three was cooked and taken to Yang Shiheng's courtyard.

...

After a while, a young man ran to the back kitchen and said, "Where is the new cook? The boiled beef is well done, and Da Lang wants to give him a reward in person."

Liu's and Yang's hearts were calm, and they also watched the meat slices made by Niu Er. They really looked like the type that Da Lang would like.

Niu Er stood up for a step, before speaking, the steward walked over in a hurry, "Little Er, that porridge is good, Lang Jun can eat it, you come with me to receive the reward."

This sentence really surprised the Liu family and the Yang family. With so many things mixed together, the taste should be messy. Why did Lang Jun eat it? Is it that the mouth is so weak that it has to be overwhelming?

The two chewed carefully, and they felt that there was another possibility.

That's the fact that Niu Er's porridge is messy and not messy, but it shows a rare harmony.

When they think of Niu Erqi's porridge name, they are even more sure. It's not that there is no distinction between primary and secondary, but each is a "treasure", and each is brilliant, so it is called Eight Treasure Congee.

Regardless of what the two cooks were thinking, other people looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, the young man took a step back and told Niu Er to go with the steward first.

Otherwise, how can my son and Laozi rob someone?

...

Yang Shiheng still didn't see Niu Er personally, Niu Er went to receive the reward, which is to say a silent gift with the steward outside Yang Shiheng's room, and then get the reward from the steward.

The housekeeper was about fifty years old, and his face was straightforward, and his small eyes scanned Niu Er several times, as if he hadn't found anything wrong.

Niu Er didn't realize it, and the butler smiled sweetly, "Thank you."

The butler's face stretched out a little without consciously, showing a little smile. After all, boys who love to laugh are not too bad luck.

The steward was also a little relieved by the side, and felt that the butler was still quite satisfied with the Niu Er, and he himself liked Niu Er quite a bit.

Niu Er received the reward, turned around again, and went to see Da Lang with the young man.

The two walked out of the yard. The little servant wanted to take him in, but a servant girl stopped them, "Why did you come at this time? Da Lang is very unhappy, saying that if he comes, he will rush back."

The little servant said anxiously: "This is not Lang Jun, who also wants to reward him, so he went to Lang Jun first."

The maid was also very helpless, "But Da Lang has already said, you tell him to go back first."

Xiao Si knew that it was impossible to go and explain to Da Lang. There was a bit of resentment in his heart. It was a good thing, but he might also make him unhappy, so he had to linger and said: "Let's go, I will take you back."

Niu Er obediently said: "Brother, I remember the way when I came here, so go ahead and go back by myself."

Xiao Si shook his head, "No, I have to send you back."

"Then bother you." A trace of disappointment flashed in Niu Er's eyes.

As he walked on the road, Niu Er couldn't help but talked, sighing: "Is Lang Jun always so generous? He gave me the whole amount of money today."

"Everyone is different, but it's always...it doesn't matter." A glint flashed between the young man's eyebrows, "You cook, you are still inferior to the people around the princes."

"Lang Jun is worthy of being the mate of the Du Zhisi!" Niu Er praised, "I heard that Da Lang is also going to support the progress? In the future, it must be the son of his father. Brother, if you follow Da Lang, it is naturally better. We have a better future in the kitchen!"

Xiao Si heard this in a hurry, "Yes, Da Lang is the only son of Lang Jun, and it is natural for him to inherit his father's work. Moreover, we Da Lang is considered a genius of learning, and we have been known as a child prodigy since childhood!"

Niu Er blinked: "I'm an outsider, I haven't heard of it. It turns out that Da Lang is so powerful, so he must be very dependent on him? With Lang Jun's help, he gave instructions in advance, and Da Lang himself is a wizard. There is bound to be a boundless future in the future."

The little boy moved his mouth, as if he was trying to say something. When the words came to his lips, he closed his mouth again, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "Anyway, you are good to live and wait. Up!"

"That's natural." Niu Er nodded vigorously.

...

Niu Er missed a chance. After returning home, he pondered for a while, and got up early the next day.

He grinds pepper and cornel into powder, then takes a fresh river fish soup, puts the pepper, cornel powder, tempeh, ginger, garlic, etc. into it and cooks it together. Finally, a pot of bright red and spicy fish soup comes out. It is very soft and soaked in spicy flavor.

Then use this hot fish soup, put down a bowl of glutinous rice with beef filling, and finally sprinkle a little fresh green onion, the verdant color is dotted with the fiery red bottom, which looks very attractive and arouses people's appetite.

When he was done, Liu looked at him and was startled: "You call Lin'an and cook Sichuan food more than the Sichuanese I've seen to put spicy pepper. It is also done so early in the morning. Spicy? Is this still glutinous rice?"

Like her and Yang, they are mainly attacking sweets. After all, they are in Bianjing. As for this Niu Er, she seemed to know everything, and she was very bold when she made porridge, and she dared to throw so many fruits into it, and she dared to boil the spicy fish soup when making glutinous rice, which made her speechless.

Ordinary people boil it in boiling water, at most with clear soup, how can it be a different way to make Sichuan rice raw?

"Sister, isn't this an appetizer?" Niu Er also took a spoonful of soup and fed it to her mouth.

Liu took a bite dubiously, and immediately his tongue tingled and tears came out. He wiped his tears and said: "I really can't eat spicy food, it's a bit salty, but the smell of fish is very strong. I eat it in winter. Sweat all over? I wonder if Da Lang can stand it."

"He likes the boiled beef yesterday. I guess it can stand it." Niu Er smiled and put the fish soup on a plate, then put some cakes and side dishes, and asked someone to bring it to Da Lang. .

Not long after, the little servant of yesterday reappeared, with a smile on his face, "Niu Er, come with me."

When Liu and Yang looked at them, they could only look at each other, feeling deeply in their hearts.

This Niu is bold enough to find another way, but it also allows him to take a clever way.

Niu Er wiped his hands and followed Xiao Si to go out.

The young man still sighed with emotion, "It seems that it is yours and you can't escape."

He took Niu Er to Da Lang's place, and entered the room, only to see the luxurious furnishings in the room, not to mention other, the fire shield on the charcoal basin was also exquisitely carved.

Yang Shiheng's eldest son, Yang Yuqing, sat slantingly in the top seat, with bright red lips, apparently eating the fish soup and glutinous rice.

Niu Er had been taught etiquette, and he always practiced etiquette since he came in.

Yang Yuqing said lazily, "You came up with the fish soup and the eight-treasure porridge that you gave to Dad?"

Niu Er nodded and said, "Yes, today I heard that Da Lang is addicted to spicy food, so I tried to do it. Is Da Lang satisfied?"

"Yes, even though I was sweating, it was very refreshing." Yang Yuqing said with a lifted foot, "I called you, not only to reward you, I will invite people to appreciate the snow in a few days, so follow along. Get me some dishes, just like these two days, it needs some new tricks. If you are really capable, you will definitely benefit from it."

The young man on the side was envious, and he clearly knew that Yang Dalang's generosity was indispensable to the cook.

Niu Er also looked like he had been hit by a pie, and repeatedly agreed: "The villain will definitely live up to the high expectations."

Da Lang has already revealed the main points. It was he who invited his friends to enjoy the snow, so he wanted the host and the host to have a good time. It had to be suitable and could not be mundane. Niu Er felt that he was still very confident.

Yang Yuqing said with a smile but a real smile: "Get him some clothes with linings. This time I don't bring a chef, but a little chef. You can't give up on yourself. Why don't you enjoy the sights?" He put his foot down and walked to Niu Er. , Squeezing Niu Er's chin, raised his face and examined it, "Well, yes, yes."

The tentacles were delicate and smooth. Yang Yuqing seemed to be very satisfied with the feel. He touched Niu Er's cheek again before letting go, and said with a smile, "What's your name?"

He looked at the young man with a smile, only listening to him buried his head quite shyly, and whispered: "The villain is called Niu Er..."

"..." Yang Yuqing felt boring, as if Shihua had been ruined, "How can I get this name... Forget it, go ahead."

"Yes." Niu Er stood up, his head still down, and squinted his eyes.