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Chapter 467 The Little Cook in the Palace 4
After Guanshi Huang left, he apologized to Sister Li in the early hours of the morning: "Sister Li is sorry!"

Mrs. Li patted Chen Chen's head and said nothing.

What Qingchen did was really wrong, the things were prepared by Aunt Li, and he was not qualified to control them, so Qingchen warned himself that he must pay attention to this point in the future.

An hour later, Guanshi Huang came again with a reward, but this time it was a verbal reward. He had just rewarded him once this morning, so it was impossible to give it again.

But verbal rewards are also very good, this shows that he has been valued, and the whole small kitchen is also happy.

Manager Huang not only brought a reward, but also a list of what to eat for dinner.

Aunt Feng took it and took a look: "Suckling pigeon Atractylodes atractylodes soup, fish rolls in tomato sauce, fried fresh mushrooms, cold jellyfish, and variegated soba noodles."

As the names of the dishes popped out from Mrs. Feng's mouth, the people in the small kitchen began to get busy, some were picking ingredients, some were cleaning pots and lighting fires, some were processing ingredients, and some were waiting to cook. In short, Everything is in order.

The young pigeon Atractylodes soup is Zhang's specialty dish. It is a medicinal meal. It not only tests the skill and heat of the person who handles the spoon, but also tests that the person who handles the spoon must have a certain pharmacological foundation, and the pigeon must be boiled until it is soft and not tender. It is rotten, and the medicinal effect is hidden in it. When you eat it, you can't taste a little bit of medicinal taste, so that people can nourish their mouths without feeling sick.

Because all the medicinal materials in the soup are medicinal materials that invigorate the spleen and appetizers, if people with a weak spleen and stomach, taking it is good for the body, but if normal people eat it, they will have a big appetite, so the princess does not often order this dish. Only when the prince is away, the princess will occasionally order such a soup for the prince.

It seems that the prince is going to the concubine's room tonight, or the concubine is planning to do something.

In the early hours of the morning, I secretly wondered if this was caused by the two pomegranate flowers in the afternoon.

By the way, I forgot to introduce it. The reason why the prince has a weak spleen and stomach is because he has been leading troops to fight in the northwest for the past few years. He has only returned to Beijing in the past two years. The emperor, his father, gave him such a palace as Prince Yi. he.

As for why he was brought back from the Great Northwest?The Taoism in it is unknown, these are the emperor's mind.

Those who lead soldiers to fight do not have a good spleen and stomach. It is normal to have a hungry meal, so it is not unknown for the prince to have a deficiency of spleen and stomach.

However, after returning to Beijing, the imperial physician took care of her, and she was able to improve slightly, but she would still take some medicinal food frequently. Among them, the Suckling Pigeon Atractylodes Soup was more effective.

As for other information about this dynasty and this palace, I am not very clear about it in the early morning. You must know that a four-year-old girl has never left the palace. The information she knows is limited, and it is not easy to leave after arriving in the early morning. To inquire about something, I can only wait until time passes and collect it slowly.

The medicinal materials used in this soup are not expensive. They are kept in the small kitchen. As soon as Ms. Zhang saw this soup in the recipe, she started to deal with the medicinal materials first. Aunt Feng prepared the other dishes. Others helped, and in more than half an hour, a dinner was ready.

Other dishes are easy to say, mainly because the soup is time-consuming.

Seeing the dinner being taken away by the person sent by Manager Huang, Aunt Feng's heart followed suit, and she stood waiting at the door as usual. People who cook are like this, worrying all the time, for fear that something is wrong. To arouse the disgust of the master, it is a trivial matter to be punished and beaten at that time, and it is possible to lose one's life.

In fact, it's not just Mrs. Feng, the hearts of other people in the small kitchen are also hanging, not only because they are a whole, but because they have gone through everything from selecting ingredients to processing ingredients.

A little more than a quarter of an hour later, other people in the small kitchen had already served dinner. Although their hearts were hanging, they still had to eat, just like the saying, if you die, you have to be a full ghost.

But Mrs. Feng was still waiting at the door of the small kitchen. From this point, it can be seen that not everyone can be a good cook of this kind.

Because I ate a lot of oil at noon, I decided to eat less at night in the early morning. I just dipped the steamed bun into the bottom of the pot of fish roll with tomato sauce and ate half a steamed bun. For a four-year-old girl, the amount of food already big

478 is not very interested in the dinner at night, so he ate the stock in the small world first.

After another half an hour, Guan Shi took the little maid back to the small kitchen with a food box, and Madam Feng was completely relieved. As long as she waited for Guan Shi Huang instead of the guards in the palace, she would know that this test was over. , you can sleep peacefully at night, as for tomorrow, I will worry about it tomorrow.

A tacit understanding had been formed in the small kitchen, and when Aunt Feng came back from the door, she knew that another level had passed, and then brought out the dinner warm in the pot to Aunt Feng.

After she had finished her meal, it was already nighttime. After Mrs. Feng called everyone to have a brief meeting, she left the fire watchers behind and let everyone disperse.

The people in the kitchen had to get up very early the next day because they had to prepare breakfast for the master, so they were allowed to go to bed early in the evening.

As for the person watching the fire, she needs to stay in front of the stove all night, which is extremely hard. She doesn't have to get up early to go to work the next day, and she will be given enough rest time.

If salt is used as sugar when cooking for the master because he didn't sleep well, then the problem will be big.

In the early morning, she also followed Mrs. Zhang back to the house, because it was inconvenient for Mrs. Zhang to live in the same room with other people with her child, so she gave Mrs. Zhang a room alone for her to live with the child.

It can be seen from this point that this princess is still a good person.

After returning to the house, Mrs. Zhang fetched a basin of water for Chen Chen to wash, and then he washed himself casually with the water used up in the early morning.

After pouring water into the yard, Mrs. Zhang wanted to blow out the oil lamp and go to bed when she returned home. After a tiring day, she was waiting for this moment.

Before it even started blowing, there was a knock on the door.

Mrs. Zhang wondered, who knocked on the door this late at night?She responded, "Here, come," as she walked to the door and opened it.

Early morning, who was already lying on the bed, leaned up half her body and looked at the door. She also wanted to know who was knocking on the door this night.

Could it be that someone came to Mrs. Zhang with something like crane top red, poisonous poison, etc., and asked her to go down to the princess's meal?
In the early hours of the morning, several palace fights and house fight dramas flashed through my mind, and my blood boiled unknowingly.

But it turns out that standing outside is the first-class cook in the small kitchen, Aunt Feng.

"Is there something you are here for?" Mrs. Zhang invited her to sit in the room and poured her a glass of water.

She was a little puzzled, what kind of things couldn't be said in the small kitchen, but why did it have to be said at night?

Mrs. Feng didn't say anything, the black cloth in her hand was wrapped on the table.

(End of this chapter)