Shangshi female official

Chapter 40 White Porridge 2
Wang Yifu didn't understand what she said. Although they pay attention to cooking skills and have strong waist and arm strength in cooking, she has practiced very smoothly in the past few years and there is no problem.

"My name is Wang Yifu. Although I have little strength, I can cook enough."

Mo Xi glanced at her from top to bottom, and said, "All right, you move the steamed stuffed bun on the table into the pot."

Wang Yifu looked back at the steamer, she couldn't hold half of the steamer with both hands.

"It's a bit difficult for me to be alone. Can you find someone to move with me?"

That Mo Xi walked to the table, pulled out the big steamer, held the steamer from below with his hands, lifted the big steamer up by himself, turned around and took two steps, and moved it into the pot, staring at Wang Yi the whole time. Fu, the sarcasm is pure.

"We have no other characteristics here, except that we don't have enough manpower."

Wang Yifu was humiliated by her words, and said again: "Sister Mo Xi, since Master Si Shan asked me to come here, there must be her reasons. You arrange it, and I will obey."

"Then just watch from the sidelines."

Mo Xi didn't have time to greet her at all, she moved a few steamers to the pot, and had to take care of the porridge next to her.

Wang Yifu took the initiative to help her look at the porridge, and stirred it with a long wooden spoon to prevent the porridge from sticking together. The porridge should be thick and even and beautiful.

When it was daylight, Mo Xi took out two big sauce jars from under the table.

Another person had already placed half a palm-sized dark blue printed dish on the table, Wang Yifu roughly counted, there were sixty of them.

Mo Xi opened the upside-down bowl on the vat, picked out the pickled mustard and pickled radish with chopsticks, and the helper beside her handed the plate to her.

There were footsteps rustling outside, and Mo Xi urged again: "Quick!"

The movements of the two people suddenly sped up. The two of them took out sixty cups from the cupboard on the west wall, put them in the gaps between the plates, and scooped a bowl of porridge on each cup.

The rustling sound gradually became clear. It was the sound of footsteps. The eunuchs stood in front of the door with a pair of eunuchs carrying a seven-layer food box half the height of a person and the width of one person. It's time to pass the meal to the masters."

Mo Xi gave the eunuchs two bowls of white porridge and two plates of steamed stuffed buns that he had prepared first, and said, "Take care of it first, and you will have the strength to work when you are full."

The two eunuchs took it with both hands and said thank you aunt.

After eating in two or three bites, they went out to open the food box, put boiling water on the bottom layer, sprinkled some salt, and then covered it. The cover of one layer is the bottom of the previous layer, and there are hollow holes.

Then the two of them put a cup of white porridge on the table into it, put it in two layers, and then put pickles.

Taking advantage of the time to put the pickles, Mo Xi and her helper immediately moved another [-] plates to separate the buns, steamed buns and eggs in the steamer and put them on the table.

After the eunuchs finished placing the pickles, it was time to move the sixty breakfasts on the top two floors.

In the seven-layer food box, the bottom layer is salt water, then there are two layers of porridge, two layers of pickles, and two layers of buns, steamed buns and eggs.

The eunuchs carried the seven-layer food boxes on their shoulders, stood up tremblingly, stood still for a while, and then slowly sent the food out.

After they left, it was not long before dawn.

Facing the blue sky in the early morning, Mo Xi sat on the small stool at the door, unloaded a tobacco rod from behind the door, took out the shredded tobacco from the pouch, buried it in a copper pot, rubbed the flint, lit the shredded tobacco, and Holding the mouthpiece of the pipe, he took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled bursts of blue smoke.

After a busy morning, this moment of leisure is extremely precious.

Wang Yifu walked up to her and asked, "Sister Mo Xi, isn't the Shangshi Bureau only serving the master and nobles? Why is there a big pot of food..."

"Master and nobles, don't you have to divide into three, six or nine classes?"

"What do you mean?"

Mo Xi raised her head, motioned Wang Yifu to look at the next door, and said, "We and the three people next door will cook meals for more than 120 ladies and servants in this palace every day."

"Going forward, those six people will cook for 48 talented women. Going forward, those nine people will cook three meals for 21 beauties. Going forward, there will be three people serving one Jieyu. In the front, there will be six people serving One Zhaoyi, seven people serve one concubine, nine people serve one concubine, eighteen people serve our empress, and more than 30 people serve the emperor."

She took a puff of cigarette, exhaled, and said: "Let's talk about their daily quota, these ladies, the selection of waiters, have never seen the emperor's face, the meal quota is two hot dishes and one soup.

Talented women get three dishes and one soup, beauties get four dishes and one soup, Jieyu gets five dishes and one soup, Zhaoyi gets seven dishes, concubines get nine dishes, and concubines get ten. Two dishes.

The Empress Empress and Empress Li have to prepare 24 dishes for each meal. Empress Li is the most outrageous. She also has a small kitchen and never eats food prepared by Shangshi Bureau, but you still have to cook for her, you Isn't it clear that they are divided into equals? "

Mo Xi tapped the steps with a cigarette butt, knocked out the old shredded tobacco, and said, "It's called the rules, but in this world, you can't find such a place where the classes are so clearly defined, and even eating is so clearly defined." .”

Wang Yifu just smiled and said, "Even if it's the breakfast you prepared in the morning, those ladies and waiters probably can't finish it. Isn't this the royal family?"

"Oh, it really stinks of rich people's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road."

"It's been like this since ancient times. Sister Moxi has the heart of Mr. Du Fu."

"Unexpectedly, you have read books?"

"I read it when I was a kid, but I didn't get the chance later.

There are not many maids in the Shangshi Bureau who have read the book, and they were thrown to the bottom after reading the book. Mo Xi was curious and asked: "Then why are you so unlucky that you were assigned to me?"

"I didn't pass the examination of Shangshi Bureau, so I forced it in. It's not unreasonable to start from here."

"It's stuffed in? What kind of Sefa?"

"Master Chen Shangshi thought I was a pity, so he brought me into the palace."

"Master Chen from the inner teaching workshop?"

"Yes."

"The people brought by Mr. Chen dare to send them to me. I don't think Mr. Chen's life will be easy."

Moxi rested and chatted here for a while, then got up, and brought out two half-leg-high jars from under the cupboard.

"Will you wash the vegetables?"

"of course."

"You wash the vegetables today. Remember, even though you are chosen as a waiter by a low-ranking lady, you are also a serious master."

"Eve understands."

This morning, Guanglu Temple sent eight ducks and daylilies, as well as two dustpan pork, and vegetables such as peppers, eggplants, and chrysanthemums.

After washing these big pots of vegetables carefully, Wang Yifu's brothers and sisters soaked in the water for two hours.

Only then did she realize that Moxi's helper was named Juanzi.

(End of this chapter)