The wife of a powerful minister?Don't worry, I'll take back my destiny first

Chapter 14 Shangguan Jiao

After the water boiled, Ye Xi first threw the pheasant into the pot and scalded it for a while, then took the pheasant out of the pot, plucked the feathers, disembowelled the pheasant, and washed the internal organs of the pheasant.

After the pheasant was cleaned, cut, and put in a bowl, Ye Xi started washing leeks, mushrooms, cutting leeks, and kneading noodles.

She took another look at the pot on the stove at this time. Most of the cracks had been repaired, and it was now no problem to stew chicken soup.

Ye Xi looked at the water tank that was still full of water, and suddenly felt like he would never have to carry water again.

Then she smiled and picked up the wooden ladle and poured two ladles of water into the pot.Put the chicken in cold water and cook until the bleeding water comes out.Then wash the chicken with water.

Wash the pot again, add water, pour the chicken into the pot, go back to the house and get some seasonings, and throw a piece of ginger and a few peppercorns into the pot.

Mushrooms, wait until the pheasant is almost stewed, then put them in the pot and stew them together.The mushrooms and chicken are very fresh, and even without chicken essence and MSG, this pot of soup is delicious.

Ye Xi placed the basin not far from the stove. Dough will grow faster in a warm place.

Ni Chen came to the kitchen to see Ye Xi, and then went back to talk to Ni Ge. The smile on his face never disappeared.

At the same time, in the Nanshan Academy in the county town, Shangguan Jiao, who was wearing a navy blue student robe, had an outstanding temperament. Among the students, she was like a delicate flower that emerged from the mud but remained unstained.

If Ye Xi were here, he would see that Shangguan Jiao's appearance is similar to her original appearance.

With a serious look on her face, Shangguan Jiao held the pen in her right hand, dipped it in ink and raised it to compose a poem. Suddenly she felt empty in her heart: as if she had lost something forever?
Shangguan Jiao was a little surprised. When she was about to write, she found that her mind was empty and she couldn't think of anything.

how so?Just now she was clearly full of ideas.

Shangguan Jiao narrowed her eyes, as if remembering something, threw the brush in her hand on the table, immediately stood up, and strode out of the academy.

"Shangguan Jiao, what's going on? Why does your face look so ugly?"

"Ding Xiucai is not here, she may not be able to sit still and read a book!"

"One day is like three autumns apart~" Some students recited a poem while shaking their heads.

"Hahaha~"

There was a burst of joking laughter in the classroom.

Shangguan Jiao turned a deaf ear and left the academy in a hurry.

She quickly rushed into the Qingyang Temple next to her, pushed open the door of Taoist priest Xuan Jizi and rushed in.

Xuanjizi was practicing. When he saw Shangguan Jiao, he shook his fly whisk and angrily said, "Shangguan Jiao, you are getting more and more outrageous! Didn't you tell me not to come to me if you have nothing to do?"

Shangguan Jiao felt aggrieved and leaned over to apologize to Xuan Jizi: "Master, please forgive me. I have something important and I have to come to Master for help."

Xuanjizi frowned slightly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Shangguan Jiao looked around and saw no one else before saying, "Master, my disciple suddenly felt panicked today, as if he had lost something important."

"My disciple originally had a flood of literary thoughts, but when I started writing, I forgot all of them, not even the poems I had thought of before. Not only that, I have almost forgotten all the poems I wrote before."

"There is such a thing." Xuanjizi glanced at Shangguan Jiao with sharp eyes, touched his goatee and said nonchalantly: "Jiaojiao, please be patient and wait for me to see what happened." ?”

After Xuanjizi finished speaking, he muttered something. He flicked the fly whisk a few times in his hand, and tapped the sword between his eyebrows three times with his left hand.

After a while, Xuanjizi was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his lips were blue.Shangguan Jiao looked at Xuanjizi worriedly. It wasn't until Xuanjizi opened his eyes that she asked eagerly: "Master, how are you?"

Xuanjizi took a deep breath, his face gradually returned to rosy, and then he shook his head and said, "I can't find out the other party's situation. Without further ado, I want to go to Xinghua Village immediately to meet Ye. .”

Shangguan Jiao quickly said: "Master, I will accompany you."

Xuanjizi nodded: "Okay, let's just say that you are here to care about your classmates. And I was the one you invited to treat Ni Ge's leg."

Xuanjizi told Taoist boy Yanqing and took Shangguan Jiao into the carriage and set off.

Shangguan Jiao was sitting on pins and needles in the carriage. No matter how hard she tried to recall, her mind was still empty and there was nothing.

Xuanjizi patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Jiaojiao, don't you still believe in your ability as a teacher?"

When Shangguan Jiao heard Xuan Jizi's words, her heart immediately calmed down.

Xuanjizi's Taoism is ranked among the best in Xuanyue Kingdom.With him taking action, if he wants to get back his lost talent, he will simply have to dig into the bag to get something.

In Xinghua Village, Ye Xi's house, the smell of chicken soup floated into the house, and Ni Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Dad, the chicken soup made by mom today is so delicious!" Ni Chen looked at Ni Ge with a smile.

Ni Ge nodded: "It's quite fragrant."

The original Ms. Ye did not have such cooking skills, she has indeed changed.

At this moment, Ni Ge couldn't explain what he was feeling in his heart.Sadness, or joy, it seems neither.That feeling is a bit complicated.

After the mushroom and chicken soup was stewed, Ye Xi had a problem: there were only a few broken bowls at home, and the only wooden basin she had used to make noodles. What kind of utensil should she use to put this pot of chicken soup?
Ye Xi searched around the room but couldn't find any suitable utensils, so he simply walked out of the kitchen, poured the half bucket of used water on the ground, washed the bucket with clean water, and moved the dough into the bucket.

She then washed the wooden basin, filled it with chicken soup, and placed it on the big stone aside.This stone was originally in the kitchen. After putting a cutting board on it, there was no room for anything else.

Ye Xi didn't wash the pot either. After all, chicken soup had just been boiled in this pot, and there was still a little oil and water, so it couldn't be wasted.

She looked at the fire in the stove. It didn't require too much fire to fry the pancakes, so there was no need to add more firewood for the time being.

She watched the water in the pot gradually dry up, leaving only some oil droplets, and poured the vegetable oil from the bowl into the pot.

Ye Xi looked at the vegetable oil that only covered the bottom of the pot, his eyes flashed, he took out his chopsticks and picked out the good luck stones from the soup, wiped them dry and threw them into the pot.

Ye Xi waited for the vegetables to start frying and smoke started to appear. Then she kneaded a piece of dough and put it in the pot. Then she kneaded the dough into a round shape with her fists.

The iron pot that was about to be repaired was quite big, and Ye Xi fried five leek cakes in one go.She wiped the spoon dry, scooped hot oil from the bottom of the pot and poured it on the cake.She waited until the side of the leek cake next to the pan was a little brown, then used a spatula to turn the leek cake over and continued to fry it in the pan.

Ni Chen smelled the aroma and ran into the kitchen. He stood on tiptoes and looked into the pot with bright eyes. He said "Hey," "Mother, the leek cake smells so good! My mouth is watering."

Ye Xi looked at Ni Chen fondly: "Chen'er, wait, it will be ready soon!"

Ni Chen's eyes widened and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah."

He swallowed uncontrollably, and Ye Xi liked the look of that greedy little cat.

(End of this chapter)