ugly moth

"Hey wait, that..." Fei Mo hesitated for a moment, "I still have some luggage at the inn, can I go back and get it tomorrow?"

An Yi frowned: "You have to ask the sect master for instructions about going out, we can't make the decision, of course, we can also bring it for you."

Fei Mo was immediately overjoyed: "That's a good relationship, I don't have many things, just a few old things that I don't want to throw away." It also saves me a trip back.

"By the way, there is also the matter of resigning from the inn. If you can, please help me out." Fei Mo continued.

"Okay, it should be, other than that, is there anything else?" An Yi wrote down what Fei Mo said, and prepared to send someone there tomorrow.

Fei Mo thought for a while, and remembered that he had to prepare breakfast for Qian Weisheng, so he asked, "Do the dishes in the kitchen in the yard change every day? Although it is winter, it's better to prepare fresh dishes."

Nodding darkly: "The dishes in the kitchen are changed every day. In fact, the door owner's kitchen has never been used. Those dishes were brought in tonight and will be sent to the big kitchen for cooking tomorrow. If you have any materials you need, please let me know." You can tell me and I will prepare in advance."

"It's so good, then let's talk about Chinese cabbage, carpaccio, and shallots. The door owner said he wants to drink porridge, and the others can get some ready-made ones from the big kitchen? There are too many that I can't prepare by myself." Moth can't laugh or cry.

Qian Weisheng, is he looking for a housekeeper or a cook? He also needs to cook.

An Yi also heard the conversation between the two when he was guarding in the yard before, so he responded one by one, and was going to tell the big kitchen that he must be the best.

In the middle of the noisy night, Fei Moth was finally able to relax and sat on the wooden bed that hadn't been covered with a mattress. The room here was very good, breathable and not leaking, unlike the servant's room in the inn.

"At least I can sleep soundly..." Fei Mo smiled wryly, the servant's room in the inn was similar to the woodshed, smelly and cold, it was better here.

A good night's dream, Fei Mo habitually gets up at five o'clock, before dawn, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated outside.

Stepping on the snow, there was a creaking sound under his feet, Fei Mo had tried his best to lighten his steps, but he was not a martial artist, no matter how light his steps were, there would still be noises.

"I don't know if it will wake him up?" Fei Mo glanced at the main house, sighed, and went to boil water resignedly.

The porridge had to be put down and simmered in advance, and there was also hot water for Qian Weisheng to wash; the weather was so cold, maybe Qian Weisheng would sleep all night in the cold and gloomy.

Fei Mo was afraid that Qian Misheng would be frozen, so he prepared enough hot water to soak Qian Misheng's feet.

The blood on the legs of people who are not good at walking is not smooth, so there should be more bubbles.

When the water was boiling, Fei Mo wanted to put some ginger in it, but when he thought of Qian Misheng who hated ginger, he didn't know whether he would put ginger in it or not.

After much deliberation, Fei Mo gave up this idea and decided to ask first. If Qian Weisheng agreed, he would cook another pot with ginger at night.

Fei Mo poured the wine into the water, then let it burn on the stove by itself, and prepared the ingredients by itself.

The ingredients An Yi sent were all beautiful, the cabbage was juicy and juicy, it’s hard to see such spirited dishes in winter, the beef was also the best beef, the texture was beautiful and firm, and it probably melted in the mouth.

Cut the cabbage into half-inch pieces, cut the beef into slices of the same size as the cabbage, chop the shallots, and set aside together.

Put the beef in peanut oil, green onion, soy sauce, salt, sugar and ginger and marinate for half an hour.

It was still early, and Fei Mo put down the bowl containing the beef, ready to wash the rice and cook the porridge first.

After the porridge is cooked, put in the marinated beef, cook the beef on high heat, and jump out of the ginger after making sure there is no blood, change the heat to a low heat and continue to boil until the porridge becomes slightly thick.

The porridge was cooking on the stove, Fei Mo looked at the sky, and it was almost time to wake up Qian Weisheng, so he found a wooden bucket, poured out the hot water prepared before, and took the wooden bucket to find Qian Weisheng.

After leaving the kitchen, Fei Mo realized that he forgot to ask Anyi how to get to Qian Misheng's room, so he could only shout: "Anyi? Anyi? Anyi, are you there?"

An Yi suddenly appeared from behind Fei Mo: "What is it?"

Fei Mo was taken aback, and when she turned her head and saw An Yi, she breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death, I want to ask your door master how to get to his room, and I want to bring him some hot water."

hot water?

An Yi lowered his head and glanced at the things in Fei Mo's hand, and said in a muffled voice, "The housekeepers in the past would never think of sending hot water to the door owner..."

Fei Mo was stunned: "Is that so? Even if the sect master is not bad, it is still necessary to send hot water to the master's family for washing, right? Why didn't you remind me?"

"...We don't understand either." An Yi was very innocent.

"Forget it, let's go over quickly, the water will be cold later." Fei Mo couldn't continue talking to An Yi about the past, so she urged An Yi to leave quickly.

Fei Mo secretly made up his mind that at least during his tenure, he would let the people in Qianzhai know what a qualified housekeeper should be like, and teach Anyi and the others by the way.

As Qian Misheng's subordinate, the steward should be reminded of the things he didn't do well, right?Everyone didn't even realize it.