The Happy Life of a Duchess

Jenny thought for a while, and said bluntly:

"... I once heard from my aunt that she had a distant cousin in England, but he was not doing very well. His wife had passed away, and it seemed that he had left behind a daughter."

"I thought Sister Burns wouldn't communicate with the outside world..."

"No, in fact, there are relatives outside, but the relationship seems to be average. I am not very familiar with the others except the British relatives..."

While chatting, Adele and Jenny walked towards the doctor's examination room together.

She gathered the coat together, touched the fine fabric with her fingertips, and thought about it.

Among other things, when it comes to money, the Duke's father has never treated him badly.

It's just that money can't solve the problem of family affection, and Adele has always disliked the practice of trying to replace all care with money. In addition, she has never been short of money before and after time travel, so I really don't think this method is too much. She deserves her approval.

Bagneres is a good place, with beautiful natural scenery and a suitable climate.

The hot springs here are very famous, and the recuperation industry derived from the hot springs is also very developed.

There are quite a few people who come here for medical treatment or those who go on holiday near here to escape the cold and heat.

It's just that Adele is always afraid of the cold because of her weak constitution.

Even though the temperature here is always mild, she will still wear a little more than ordinary people.

Adele has never been so vulnerable.

As long as she can remember, her physical fitness has always been excellent, and she has participated in many long-distance running competitions.

It is unprecedented to have to be supported by someone when walking like this.

But the subtle thing is that the current aesthetics of women are distorted——

What people pursue is a kind of sick beauty. Whether they are sick or not, women will bring some traditional Chinese medicines or spices that are hardly used, and hold a handkerchief or pretend to wipe tears or cover their mouths, making a coquettish, slender, An elegant appearance recovering from a long illness.

Therefore, it happened that Adele, who was still recovering from a serious illness, happened to meet this kind of aesthetics to a certain extent.

She has heard related compliments more than once, no matter whether it is a sincere or false compliment, she is not sensitive to it.

The doctor's examination is not complicated, but from a modern perspective, it is extremely simple and full of hygiene problems.

Adele has always refused to use recycled metal syringes that have not been carefully sterilized to draw her blood for testing, and she mostly shakes her head when it comes to those weird herbs. In this case, what the doctors in the nursing home can do for her is to listen to the heartbeat , check the eyes and throat, and do a little simple work.

"I have to admit, Miss Juraday, you are an absolute medical miracle!"

"It's God's blessing." Adele answered without hesitation, lest the doctor who watched her improve day by day would forcibly recruit her as a guinea pig regardless of her status.

Although she doesn't understand medicine, it's not that she doesn't have dedication, but she knows very well that most of her improvement is related to time travel.

There is nothing in her that can provide research references for the treatment of tuberculosis or other diseases.

After finally surviving, even though she traveled through time, she didn't want her precious life to end because of a loophole in the medical examination.

"Of course, yes, that's right!" The doctor who looked a bit shabby and had a strong smell suppressed by perfume immediately raised his head.

"It must be God's blessing. After all, Miss Adele is such a devout believer."

Adele just smiled.

Jenny waited until the doctor finally nodded, then stood up and took the initiative to support Adele.

The doctor said that Adele is now close to the state of a normal person, and then only needs to rest quietly, and both of them are relieved.

"You should be ready to eat chicken breasts for a long time!"

There was a bit of joy in Jenny's voice, and there was also a bit of laughter.

Adele understood what she meant. The chicken breast in the nursing home was very boring and tasteless. Everyone didn't like it, but it was a good sign.

"Then you mean we won't be making apple pie for a while?" Adele asked deliberately.

"Oh no, I was wrong, Adele, I was wrong." Jenny waved her arm begging for mercy.

The two went to the kitchen skillfully, and Jenny put on the kitchen apron for her, and did not forget to tidy it up herself.

Adele's clothes are much more expensive than hers, and they are also more luxurious in regulation, so they can't afford to waste them.

The kitchen was not so particular, but in the past few months, because Adele came here from time to time, due to various considerations, the nursing home had to improve the sanitation of the kitchen.

For example, the aprons of these maids and the clothes of the chefs were all made by Adele, and she also paid for the cleaning of the kitchen, stipulating that the kitchen utensils should be kept clean every day. strict specifications.

After the initial unaccustomed and protests, facing the money offensive given by Adele, and she and Jenny coming over from time to time to make things and supervising, everyone could only bow their heads, and the atmosphere in the kitchen was much better as a result.

There are two chefs in the kitchen, Chef Wickham and his assistant John Jr., as well as two regular kitchen maids and a maid who does chores here and there.

When the two arrived, the kitchen was not busy. It was a while before dinner time, and now they were doing some simple preparations.

"You came just in time..." Chef Wickham pointed to the fruit still in the bag, "These are the freshly delivered Loire apples, fresh and juicy, full of sweetness, very refreshing to eat, you Do you want to try it?"

"It just so happens that I want to make some apple pies." Adele laughed.

"Are you still eating alone?" Wickham rushed his hands and came after drying them.

"Yes, let me see what's there..." Adele nodded and greeted him with a smile.

"You can use it." He gestured to the ingredients that had been packed but not yet cooked.

His attitude towards this distinguished lady underwent ups and downs.

At first, I thought it was strange that Miss Miracle, who had woken up from a serious illness, actually came to the kitchen to arrange her own meals.Later, she was angry. She asked to change the kitchen and change the rules to add a lot of work to them. People are lazy. If it is not for the sake of money, no one will agree.

Now, he knows that this unobtrusive young lady has a lot of gourmet recipes, and she is not stingy to show off her good cooking skills. He also learned a lot of skills, and then found out that she is a A distinguished lady who is approachable, worthy of respect and love.

"Is this freshly made toast?" Adele saw a few slices of toast in a basket on the side.

"It's actually at noon. If you need it, I can redo it for you..." Wickham beckoned to his assistant apprentice, Little John. This job was undoubtedly assigned to him.

"No, don't bother, just this." Adele shook her head, not minding this.

"Jenny, come and help me."

Adele called her over, the little girl smiled until the freckles on her face wrinkled together, making her look even more innocent and cute.

"This apple is quite big... Then pick two fresh apples, peel and remove the core, wash with water and cut into cubes."

While talking to her, Adele picked up a slice of toast and cleaned off all the dried skin around it.

The apple pie she wants to make is not a disc type, but a kind of fried apple pie with applesauce sandwiched in it. You can be lazy if you have ready-made toast.

By the time the chopped apples were brought over, Adele had already heated the pan with butter with the help of Little John.

The butter hot pot has a unique milky aroma, and the kitchen that is on fire is immediately different from the previous atmosphere. There is a little nostalgic and greedy smell of fireworks in the air.

Adele is not familiar with kitchen stoves and some other tools in this era, and they will not let her, a princess, come and cook in person. Most of the time, she simply guides and drills, and the rest Detailed pondering is handed over to the person in charge.

Jenny learns these very quickly, and she is also a snack, so basically Adele demonstrates one, and she learns one, and then she makes it for Adele to eat.

"Do you want applesauce?"

"It's not the same." Adele shook her head, kept stirring at a constant speed after the diced apples were put into the pot, and then added the pre-prepared starch dissolved in water after seeing that it was almost done.

"Keep an eye on it and keep stirring until it's thick and get it out of the pan for later use."

Amidst the fruity sweetness emanating from the boiled apples, Adele took out the toast bread that had been compacted after removing the four sides, and brushed the egg wash along the four sides.

After Jenny took the apple puree out of the pan and let it cool, she used a spoon to put a little apple puree on the bread slice avoiding the egg liquid, occupying about half of it, and scored three times on the bread with a knife on the other side.

Then carefully lift the non-apple puree side and fold it in half over the apple puree side, using a fork to compress the egg liquid side.

By analogy, I made several of them and used up the remaining slices of toast.

Both Jenny and Little John have tried it, it is not difficult, and it is sure that this is a good home-cooked snack.

Adele evenly brushed the remaining egg liquid on the toast surface of the apple pie, and put it into the hot oil pan.

The moment they are put into the pot, the eggs, apples and bread are blended and reacted in the right oil temperature, and the aroma released immediately brings everyone into the atmosphere of cooking.This is the aroma that only fried food can emit, and there is also the attractive sweetness of apples in it, which makes people's nose itchy and tongue salivating at the same time.

Jenny took two big mouthfuls of air, stared at the sizzling apple pie without blinking, and quietly swallowed a few times.

When both sides are golden brown, take it out and let it cool, the apple pie is done.

Adele specially picked up two mint leaves, put the golden hot apple pie in the middle of the round plate, put mint leaves on the side, and dipped a little raw egg liquid on the silver plate with a spoon Draw two waves.

With this arrangement, the ordinary apple pie looks different immediately, and Adele, who can only eat simple meals from sick patients, is very satisfied with this.

"This is good, simple and convenient." Wickham nodded approvingly, looked at the time and asked, "What kind of soup can I make for you? Can creamy mushroom soup be used for the soup?"

The author has something to say:

French culture is used to eating chicken breasts for recuperation after illness. In the original book, Armand couldn’t get sick after seeing the body of La Traviata. After recovering from illness, he told No.1 in the book "I" said he had eaten chicken breasts. It also means to recover from illness.

Loire: Refers to the Loire Valley region, the "French Garden", and its adjacent areas are famous for producing fresh fruits and vegetables, including pears, apples, strawberries, etc.