Shangshi female official

Chapter 41 Duck Soup 1
Originally a group of three, the rule should be that she and Juanzi, two Dutch workers, wash and chop vegetables, Moxi, who is in charge of the spoon, can have a little leisure time, and it is fine to do it by yourself when cooking or stewing.

But the three of them have to do the weight of sixty people, and they would rather the masters waste it than do less, so the three of them have to work all the time.

Maoshi rested for a quarter of an hour and when Chenshi was about to start preparing lunch, Mo Xi had to get up again after smoking a pot of cigarettes.

Moxi first washed and chopped the duck sent by Guanglu Temple, and stewed the soup in the two big pots.

The two helpers wash the vegetables first, and Mo Xi will take the washed peppers, eggplants and potatoes and cut them up. After the two of them finish washing the vegetables, it is almost time and they have to wash the rice and cook.

Mo Xi prepared the seasoning for noon, set up a pot to light a fire, and the two of them finished cooking, then washed and picked the green leafy vegetables.

At Sishi, there was a female history to register the menu of the day, as well as the people who washed and cut vegetables and cooked vegetables. From their end, the female history remembered that the first few rooms had just started to have the sound of jumping knives.

I thought that to cook a dish for so many people, there must be a big enough pot and a spoon at hand, but there is only one big pot in the ordinary rural household and a shovel with an arm in it, and one pot can't make so much weight .

Mo Xi fried the pork in a wok, and then put down potatoes, eggplant, and peppers to fry together. The soy sauce was also poured heavily, and a large pot was fried out, and first put aside to warm in a steamer.

Wang Yifu asked: "Won't the vegetables inside collapse if left like this for a long time?"

Mo Xi just smiled and said: "Don't worry, those eunuchs are used to watching people order dishes, and most of these ladies are just small officials with sesame and mung beans in their families, and they are not considered rich, and the dishes that have collapsed will not cause trouble." .By the way, what time is it?"

Wang Yifu replied: "It's almost half past the hour."

"Go and serve the soup, Juanzi, the one who serves meat."

The two quickly took out the soup cup and white porcelain plate from the west cupboard and placed them on the long table. Wang Yifu stirred the duck soup in the pot and served the soup one by one.

Although the soup has not been cleared by smashing the minced meat, Mo Xi still skimmed off all the slick oil on the surface, and the soup is still clean.

They didn't finish their work here. In the morning, the two eunuchs and two other eunuchs brought the food box. Juanzi's meat dishes had already been filled. She was working slowly on the first day, and the soup was not ready yet.

Juanzi probably thought her movements were too slow, so she grabbed the big spoon from Wang Yifu's hand and said, "Go to the cupboard and take out the small dishes."

Wang Yifu listened to the order, took out the same dish of pickled vegetables in the morning, and placed them along with the dishes and cups taken away by the eunuch, Juanzi said again: "Put rice in."

Wang Yifu put the rice in a white bowl, while Juanzi put away the small pickles. After serving them here, Mo Xi's vegetarian dishes were also fried.

She held the handle of the pot with a wet towel and put the cauldron on the table, and put the chrysanthemum chrysanthemum into the plate spoon by spoon.

She filled it spoon by spoon, and Juanzi gathered the vegetables with chopsticks and a white towel, wiped off the oil stains on the edge of the plate, and the four eunuchs put the ingredients into the food box.

The sun was shining on the head, and it was not long after half past the hour. Four eunuchs carried two big food boxes and walked out slowly.

Mo Xi took a deep breath and said, "Lunch must be delivered before noon. It's probably a bit late today." Then she washed her hands, sat down while leaning on the door frame, unloaded the copper cigarette rod from behind the door, and smoked. There was smoke.

Juanzi took out all the vegetables in the pot, and poured the remaining soup into three cups, and said, "Sister, let's eat."

Mo Xi blew out the green smoke towards the door, and only said: "You guys eat first, I will sit down for a while."

Juanzi asked Wang Yifu to eat together, and cleaned up the kitchen after the meal, and had to get busy again in the afternoon.

Wang Yifu took a sip of the soup first. Although the soup was simple, it was very delicious. The duck meat was soft and rotten just right. When they were in the inner teaching workshop, they had to guard a can of soup to cook out the taste. Doing several things at the same time also made the soup come out.

Taking another bite of fried pork with three delicacies, Wang Yifu was even more surprised. She picked up another piece of pork and looked at it under the skylight. The golden burnt layer on the top is still clear.

Such a large pot can unexpectedly produce such quality meat, the fat on the surface is thinly charred, but the meat inside is juicy and tender.

It’s okay if it’s a small wok, but it’s hard to be so precise when using a large spoon like a shovel to stir fry in such a big wok.

Wang Yifu put the meat on top of the cooked rice, covered it with a mouthful of rice, and ate another mouthful of chrysanthemum chrysanthemum. The chrysanthemum chrysanthemum was just broken, crisp, tender and refreshing.

She couldn't help but put down the bowl and looked back at the pot. There wasn't much water being forced out by the salt. Crispy vegetables are very particular about the heat. If they are fried too quickly, the raw vegetables will be bitter. If they are fried for a long time, they will be watery. Unpleasant and chewy.

Wang Yifu couldn't help but take another look at the chubby woman who was smoking with one leg crossed at the door, but she only felt horrible in her heart. If she was given good kitchen conditions, the delicious food she could cook would be absolutely incredible. limited to this.

How can such a person nest in a small corner and cook big pot dishes?

Seeing Wang Yifu's strange eyes, Mo Xi only said, "Eat more if you want to eat, don't worry about me, I already took a few mouthfuls when I tasted the food, so I'm not hungry."

Wang Yifu didn't mean that at all, but she didn't need to explain too much, she just said: "Sister Mo Xi, stop smoking, come over to eat."

Mo Xi blew out the cigarette outside the door, knocked the burnt shredded tobacco off the steps, and hung the cigarette rod back. As soon as he got up, he saw a maid and two eunuchs running into the room with a tray. , put it on the long table, and cursed: "Our master is a master after all, you slaves, where did you get the courage to use these things to fool the master?"

Wang Yifu and Juanzi hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks to see what was going on. In the tray were the two dishes and one soup sent from them half an hour ago, as well as a small dish of pickles.

Mo Xi saw that the palace maid was furious, and asked with a smile: "Auntie, forgive me for my blindness, I wonder which master is dissatisfied with today's meal?"

The court lady tilted her head and asked with a smirk, "Are you in charge?"

"Yes, the meals of the lady and the chosen servants all come from me. I haven't heard anything wrong with the others today."

"Open your eyes and see clearly." The maid picked up the pot, scooped out all the ingredients in it, which were all duck necks, liver and kidneys, and cursed: "Our master is choosing servants anyway, what are you? Some leftovers to fool the master?"

The soup was served by Wang Yifu. At that time, she was in a hurry and busy. She was only focused on serving the soup and didn't pay attention to so many details.

(End of this chapter)