I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 51 Yuanyang Hotpot

Luo Qianhuai lowered his head and rolled his eyes secretly.

If she hadn't been wearing the mask of Ren Wu now, she would have thought that her identity had been discovered by Mr. Mo.

Am I lotus?Where am I?What does it matter to you whether I am a lotus or not?I think you are a shiny black double-petaled lotus!
He returned to the desk, took out a pale golden fox mask and handed it to her:

"Since you mutilated yourself, then just change into this." He said and clapped his hands, and a maid came in with a tray, which contained a brand new cherry-yellow dress.

"Step down and change your clothes." He ordered calmly.

Before Luo Qianhuai was taken to a private room under the east corridor, the maid who brought her bowed and said:
"Lord Wei Lian, this is your new residence. The Lord specifically told me that you are good at cooking. From now on, his daily meals will have to be taken care of by you."

"It turns out that the fifth person, no, it was me who was good at cooking?" Luo Qianhuai smiled awkwardly and thought to himself, this is really a coincidence.

Wei Ying received twenty sticks and limped back to the main house. He met Wei Cang and learned that Luo Qianhuai was promoted to a personal guard and was given a name.

"I don't know what kind of bad luck Ren Wu got to win the Lord's favor." Wei Ying muttered in Wei Cang's ear.

"She found a complete set of Eight Horse Orders, which is indeed an outstanding achievement." Wei Cang said: "Also, we visited famous doctors, but Dong Hehua still couldn't hold on. This road was completely broken, but this person found another way. , I found a new clue, no wonder the Lord is generous with his reward."

"That's true." Wei Ying nodded and remembered another benefit:

"Actually, it's fine in the valley. If it's outside, the Lord is surrounded by male guards, it's indeed inconvenient. Person Five. No, it's Wei Lian who was skilled in the subtle way of flattering people when he was in the Renzi Camp. But it can also meet the Lord’s temporary needs.”

Wei Cang nodded solemnly: "In the end, knowing the basics is much more reliable than some random people."

Luo Qianhuai didn't know that his true body was so disliked by Wei Cang. He just wanted to cook a good meal, and while grabbing Mr. Mo's stomach, he also sacrificed his five internal organs.

She had been on tenterhooks since she woke up. Now that she was no longer worried about her life, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt hungry.

Mr. Mo has always been pampered, and the kitchen is fully equipped with both ingredients and utensils. Luo Qianhuai even found a frying pan and an ultra-small bronze dyeing furnace.

This kind of single-person bronze dyeing furnace has a charcoal furnace as its main body, a plate for collecting charcoal ash below, and a dyeing cup on top. It is usually served directly as a stew utensil, but in Luo Qianhuai's eyes, It has a completely different meaning.

This new meaning reached its peak when she saw a dye cup divided into two grids.

The small hot pot must be the Yuanyang small hot pot! Luo Qianhuai's saliva almost dripped out, and he started moving his hands with great enthusiasm.

When Mr. Mo returned to the valley, his daily life and food were all customized.There are four meals a day, namely breakfast, lunch, dinner and evening meals, which respectively refer to breakfast, lunch, dinner and midnight snacks, which is twice as much as the two meals of ordinary people.

According to the usual practice, Wei Cang and Wei Ying are the commanders of the personal guards and the master of the Lushuang camp respectively. Unless there is something important, they have to accompany Mr. Mo during the daytime and mealtimes every day. After Mr. Mo has eaten, they can do their own thing.But today, I don't know what happened, but a strong fragrance came from far away, which made the two people salivate wildly, and their stomachs had constant bowel sounds.

The two of them looked at each other, and Wei Cang smiled first and said: "I escorted the Lord back to the camp this morning and did not use the meal. I think that although the Lord Wei returned a few days early, he also worked hard to welcome the Lord."

Wei Ying nodded: "It's all for the Lord, so there's no need to mention it again. But I didn't expect that the chefs in the valley would be so much better at their craftsmanship, which really impressed me."

As the two of them were talking, they saw Luo Qianhuai wearing a golden fox mask and a cherry yellow narrow-sleeved satin jacket, followed by a group of maids walking over carrying various tableware and ingredients.

The closer they came, the rich fragrance filled with human fireworks and condensing the essence of five flavors penetrated into the nose and mind, making it unstoppable and addictive.

"Man [-]. Wei Lian?" Wei Ying was a little surprised: "Are you the one cooking today's lunch?"

Luo Qianhuai relied on his mask to hide his face and was not afraid of being recognized by the two of them. When he heard this, he just bowed slightly and said, "Back to the camp master, the master knows that I am good at cooking, so I have this fate."

"You are actually good at this?" Wei Ying was very surprised: "Your guard master has never reported anything, otherwise..."

Luo Qianhuai was also so hungry that he had no time to pay attention to what he meant. He just smiled and said: "It's not enough to offend the ears of the camp master."

She said no more, led everyone straight into the hall, instructed the maids to set up a full table, and then went to the study to invite Mr. Mo in person:
"My lord, the day's meal is ready. Please move on."

Mr. Mo had already smelled the aroma, and after hearing the words, he stood up and came to sit down in front of the food table. When he saw that there was only two-color soup boiling in the cauldron, but the table was filled with various kinds of raw food, he couldn't help but frown:
"Wei Lian, what does this mean?"

Luo Qianhuai knelt down and took the tray in the hand of the maid. He mixed peanut butter, chive sauce, fish sauce, maltose, shrimp oil, and minced green onions to make a sauce. He handed it to Mr. Mo and took out a pair of silver chopsticks. I personally picked out two very thin slices of mutton brain meat, and rinsed them in two colored soups. When the color changed, I picked them out immediately, wrapped them in the ritual ingredients, and brought them to Mr. Mo's mouth.

Rich meat flavor.Mr. Mo glanced at Luo Qianhuai, hesitated for only a moment, and then opened his mouth as if he had figured something out.

What is being prepared in the valley is the fresh lamb that was killed this morning. The meat is fresh and sweet, and the soup base and the ingredients add to the flavor. Mr. Mo's eyes lit up as soon as he took a bite.

"What kind of way is this to be eaten?" He took the silver chopsticks from Luo Qianhuai's hand and followed her instructions to rinse the meat slices: "It's so delicious!"

"This thing is called hot pot." Luo Qianhuai took another pair of chopsticks and put tofu, sunflower seeds, pea shoots and other things in the bronze dyeing furnace. He introduced: "Use the charcoal fire in the dyeing furnace to cook the food. Boil it until cooked and serve with soup base and sauce.”

"Sir, please see, today's soup bases are Bazhen pot and fish soup base respectively. The former is based on chicken broth, accompanied by mushrooms, scallops, dried shrimps, red dates, wolfberry and other eight ingredients. The soup base is delicious and fragrant. Nourishing; and the fish soup base is made of fresh Lanjiang white fish, stewed over high heat to make a thick soup, and if it is boiled with mutton, it will create a fresh character."

As she spoke, she filled a bowl of fish soup, picked out the bones of the white and delicate fish meat, sprinkled a few green onions on it, and added a drop of balsamic vinegar. Then she served it with a celadon spoon and blew away the heat. , delivered to Mr. Mo’s mouth.

(End of this chapter)