Retirement in Qing Chuanwen

Whether it's Jinghao or Pomegranate, neither of them thought that the little dog would visit their Jingxiu Palace twice a day, and this time it didn't come empty-handed, with a killed chicken in its mouth.

The little dog put the chicken in its mouth in front of Jing Hao, then raised its head and wagged its tail happily at her. Although it couldn't speak, she could tell from its body language It is asking her for credit.

"Little, little master!" Pomegranate was as excited as when he found the rice and vegetable seeds this morning, pointing to the dead chicken on the ground, "Chicken, it's a chicken."

Jinghao: "..."

She she she, she knew it was chicken.

Jing Hao squatted down to look at the little dog, and asked it: "Did you give this chicken to us?"

The little dog looked at Jinghao, and didn't know if it understood her words. Anyway, seeing that she didn't move the chicken, it stepped forward to pick it up, and gave it to Jinghao again, then wagged its tail look at her.

Now Jinghao can be sure that this little guy really came to give them a gift, and immediately touched its head as if to praise: "Good boy, you gave this gift so thoughtfully."

Even though there are all kinds of meat in the supermarket, how can Jing Hao dare to take it out casually?

But the chicken sent by the little dog is different, it is completely out of the way, I haven't seen pomegranate, I am happy to see the chicken now, no doubt?

but……

Jinghao looked at the chicken that was killed, turned to look at pomegranate, and asked her: "Can you kill a chicken?"

"Don't worry, little master, I'll take care of this servant." Before entering the palace, Pomegranate was a good hand in the kitchen, so killing chickens was no problem.

"But my lord, we don't have any seasoning here. I'm afraid we can only use this chicken to make boiled chicken." Not to mention the three spices (chili, pepper, ginger), even with the simplest oil and salt, pomegranate can You can make more dishes in different ways.

It's a pity that there is no oil and salt, so after thinking about it, Pomegranate can only think of using this chicken to make white chicken.

"Okay, you decide." Jinghao has always felt that professional things should be left to professional people. When it comes to cooking, Pomegranate is professional, but what about her?

It's just a professional in the matter of eating.

So it is natural that pomegranate will do what it says.

but……

"Can we spend money to ask Feng Qian to bring us some seasonings?" Jinghao didn't like Feng Qian, the eunuch guarding the gate at all, so she ran to beg him for the original owner who was burned unconscious at the beginning. Even if they hired an imperial doctor, he didn't want to do it, which was enough to make Jing Hao not like him.

In the past, Jing Hao thought that the concubines who were thrown into the cold palace were left alone and left to fend for themselves.

But after she traveled through time, she realized that even if the concubine was thrown into limbo, she still had the basic guarantees that she should have, such as two meals a day, or asking the imperial physician if she was sick.

Of course, the rules are one thing, and whether others follow them is another matter. After all, there are many people in the palace who worship when they see high points, and step down when they see low points.

But the original owner was very unlucky, just happened to meet such a Feng Qian with a red top and white.

Although Jinghao could understand that Feng Qian didn't want to waste time because "she" offended Xuan Guiren and was decreed by the empress dowager to put her in the cold palace, but understanding does not mean agreeing.

But do you agree or not, if they want to get things in from outside, they really can only rely on Feng Qian.

"My lord, why do we want to give him money?" When Shiliu heard what Jing Hao said, she said, "You forgot that we asked him to bring us some red dates, and he asked us for ten taels of silver." thing?"

You must know that Jinghao's promised one-year salary is only 30 taels. Last time they only asked for some red dates, but he abruptly took one-third of Jinghao's one-year salary.

After Shiliu said that, Jinghao remembered this matter, and at the same time remembered that the original owner's small coffers were not sufficient.

The original owner's father was a small treasurer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he was a seventh-rank official, but their family background was quite good, just because the original owner had an uncle who was the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Everyone knows that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has the most lucrative job, and there are people covering it, so the original owner's father has made a lot of lucrative.

Originally, the original owner's father had high hopes for the original owner's entry into the palace draft, because the original owner was indeed beautiful, so he gave back a lot of silver tickets when the original owner entered the palace, but who would have thought that the original owner would be so unlucky that he would be offended as soon as he entered the palace Borzigit's.

Seeing that the original owner had become useless, they naturally wouldn't waste time on her, otherwise, with the original owner's background, they wouldn't have had such a difficult life in the harem before.

"My lord, why don't the slaves sneak out of that hole and find a way to buy some seasonings?"

Shiliu suddenly had a whim, anyway, Feng Qian locked the gate of Jingxiu Palace on weekdays, so she didn't know where she went. As long as she staggered the time, wouldn't Feng Qian not know what she ran out of?

"No." Jing Hao refused, "Our Jingxiu Palace is on the north side, and the Imperial Dining Room is on the west side of the Nansan Institute. How dangerous is it if you go to the Imperial Dining Room and pass through half the harem?"

If this is the case, then Jinghao would rather spend money to ask Feng Qian to help, or secretly take out the seasonings in the supermarket by herself. Both of these methods are much safer than pomegranate running to the imperial dining room by herself.

"Besides, do you know anyone in the imperial dining room? If not, who is willing to sell it to you cheaply?" Maybe it will still cost a lot of money.

When Shiliu heard this, she immediately felt extremely disappointed, because she knew that what Jinghao said made sense.

"Don't worry." Jing Hao said, "I will find a way to get the seasoning, you go and cook the chicken first."

Even though Jing Hao doesn't know how to cook, she also knows that the weather is hot now, if the chicken is not cooked as soon as possible, it will stink the next day.

Of course Pomegranate knew this, so she didn't say anything, and went to kill the chicken first, and Jinghao couldn't help much in this regard, but she was not idle either.

She can't help kill the chicken, but she can bathe the little dog. The little guy is already dirty, and after killing the chicken, his mouth is covered in blood.

So, ignoring other things, Jinghao washed the boiled bath water for the little dog first, relying on the pomegranate to kill chickens, Jinghao secretly brought pet body wash from the supermarket, worried that the pomegranate would find out, she Also deliberately choose the kind that has no fragrance.

I don’t know how long the puppy has been away from the dog breeding place. Anyway, it is really dirty, but fortunately it is a short-haired dog, unlike other dogs, such as the Shih Tzu, whose hair grows so long that it can be tied Pigtails are gone.

Therefore, when bathing the small dog, there is no such thing as dirty hair.

After washing the puppy carefully, Jing Hao found that it was still a handsome little guy. The hair on its body and ears, including the hair around the eyes, was brownish-yellow, while the hair on its limbs, tail and mouth was white. of.

Coupled with thin legs, thin waist, and thin neck, it looks a bit like a cute deer.

After Jinghao poured out the water, she poured some puppy dog ​​food for the puppy: "Eat it quickly, don't let your sister Pomegranate see."

Jinghao is relying on the fact that the little dog can't speak, so he dared to take out the things in the supermarket in front of it and let it eat. If it is another species, it probably won't be treated like this .

The little dog still remembered that it ate good food here at Jinghao at noon today, so when it saw the dog food that Jinghao poured out, it wagged its tail happily, and first went up to Jinghao and rubbed her with its small head , and then bowed his head to start eating.

Jinghao didn't feed the little puppy too much dog food, not because she was afraid that it would make her poor, but in fact there were plenty of dog food in the supermarket, even if it was fed all the time, it might not be able to finish it.

The reason why Jinghao didn't give it so much dog food was very simple, there was delicious chicken behind it.

The chicken was brought by the little dog, so no one can lose its share if it is missing.

After the pomegranate steamed the chicken, because there was no kitchen knife and cutting board, Jing Hao and the others directly tore it.

The chicken brought by the little dog is not too big, and after plucking the hair, it looks even smaller, so there is no way to save it for the next meal, so let the two of them share the chicken and eat it three or five times. It's over.

As a traditional Cantonese dish, Boiled Chicken gets its name from the fact that it is boiled without any seasoning when it is cooked, and it gets its name when it is eaten ([-]), so even if the pomegranate does not have any seasoning on hand, one bite of chicken can be eaten in your mouth Inside, the skin is still crispy and the meat is tender, the original taste is delicious.

Just imagine, there are more than 200 dishes in Cantonese cuisine alone, not counting other cuisines.

Now they can make the chicken so delicious without oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other seasoning pomegranates. If they have all the seasonings, wouldn't it be a big deal?

And Jinghao felt that even if she didn't want to eat delicious food, but just to fill her stomach, then she should continue to take out all the ingredients in the supermarket to eat.

Don't look at how much rice she poured into the rice jar today, but if you count carefully, they will be consumed after a while.

Shiliu didn't know Jinghao's plan, but when she woke up the next day to have an early meal, Shiliu passed by the kitchen and saw that the kitchen was full of things.

From meat and vegetables to seasonings and even kitchen knives!

Pomegranate:"……!!!"

Isn't this really some kind of fairy appearing?

Pomegranate, who didn't even care about breakfast, ran back to find Jing Hao, and since Jing Hao dared to take out so many things so blatantly, she naturally had to find a better reason than before.

"I know where these things come from." Jinghao was surprised and delighted at first, and after a while, as if thinking of something, her mood suddenly fell down.

Shiliu looked at Jinghao curiously, and then heard her say, "I always thought that my family had given up on me, but I didn't expect that after I was thrown into limbo, they would secretly help me instead."

"My lord, do you mean that these things, together with yesterday's rice and seeds, were sent in by the master?" As a quiet court lady, she certainly knew her relationship with the family.

But it was precisely because of knowing that Pomegranate was surprised.

"Otherwise?" It's not that Jing Hao wants to put gold on the face of the original owner's father, but now she can only use him as a cover, because in this way she can rationalize the source of everything, "Except for them, I It’s really unbelievable that anyone would send us so many things.”

When Jinghao said this, Pomegranate felt that it made sense.

"My lord, didn't we blame the master?" Shiliu thought, fortunately she thought that Master Dai Jia was a heartless and cold-hearted person.

Jinghao: "..."

Not that.

The original owner's father is indeed a scumbag, the kind who can't be cleaned up.

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⑴: From Baidu Encyclopedia.