Nongmen Xiaofunu’s food guide

Chapter 234: Exclusion from the cooks

Song Yue plans to make crispy pork belly, classic white-cut chicken, wine-flavored duck, charcoal-grilled lamb chops, braised goose, steamed eggs with shrimps and mushrooms, and assorted fried rice with smooth eggs and meat that all children like to eat. Pie soup and more.

When the cooks heard about such a big project, they doubted whether it could be done.

One of the oldest old ladies couldn't help but question, "The menu the girl opened is all hard dishes, and it's not long until lunch time."

Does the implication mean that it’s too late?

Song Yue was about to wash the two free-range chickens and put them into the pot. Hearing this, he said calmly: "You have time, just follow my instructions. If you can't drive them out, I will bear all the blame." .”

She said this loudly.

The cooks could only swallow their dissatisfaction, wink at each other and go about their business.

They had to take the ingredients to the yard to wash them, and when they got to a place where Song Yue couldn't see them, they started muttering.

"To put it nicely, she is a guest and we are slaves. If someone does something bad, how can the masters blame her? They might blame us."

"That's right, it's time to blame us again. This Miss Song had better know how to cook. If she is useless and the cooking is not delicious, I'm afraid she will blame us. What a black heart."

"Look at her attitude. She is bossing us around as if we are her slaves. She is not the master of our family."

The cooks of the Lu family have been dissatisfied for a long time. It would be strange to be happy if the master keeps comparing him to such a person and talks about slaves like them so badly. They just don't dare to show it.

Song Yue was a thorn in their hearts. While the other servants of the Lu family were full of curiosity, the cooks' hearts felt like they were being pricked by needles.

Now I really saw such a person. I thought she was a country girl, but I didn't expect her appearance to be so outstanding. She looked like a young lady from a wealthy family.

Such a person would guard the kitchen and cook?

The cooks couldn't help but feel sour, and they were in a bad mood when she ordered them to work like this, but they didn't dare to be lazy. After all, they really couldn't make it out for lunch, and they were the ones who suffered.

Song Yue didn't care what these people said about her behind her. On the contrary, the cooks all avoided her. It was easier for her to cheat. She could take advantage of the fact that no one was around and adjust the seasonings for each dish by herself. Use it directly.

The boiled chicken was cooked over low heat first, and the duck had already been chopped. It was very fresh. Song Yue simply asked him to wash it twice. After controlling the water, he began to stir-fry, adding some star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and rock sugar. The most important thing is that the rice wine is mellow enough, and you can simply adjust the flavor and simmer it in a small earthenware pot.

Just then, the rough guy over there asked the maid to bring the washed meat in again.

Since those cooks first showed up, they have been preparing ingredients by the well, as if they don't want to have any interaction with Song Yue.

Song Yue also wanted them to help me with the attack, but it turned out that they didn't want to come in. There happened to be a maid who ran in and out frequently and was diligent enough, so she stopped her and asked, "Are you willing to help me with the attack?"

The maid looked quite old, about the same as Lilac, but she was much rougher than Lilac, and her face was sallow. She paused when she heard the words, then nodded, said "Ahhh" twice more, and pointed at her throat. .

Song Yue discovered that she couldn't speak, but she didn't show any pity for her. She just said, "It doesn't matter if you can't speak. As long as you can understand."

The rude servant girl nodded and stood by the side waiting for Song Yue's instructions.

Song Yue asked her to help chop the meat cakes, "Can you use a knife? Help me chop out the meat."

The maidservant nodded and followed the instructions readily. Song Yue saw her quickly starting to chop the meat. After seeing this experienced technique, she was amused by herself. How could she not know how to chop meat when she was working in the kitchen? Woolen cloth?

After Song Yue gave the instructions, she turned around and continued to work on herself. She planned to make some pot stickers later, so she needed more meat filling. Ding Xiang was immersed in watching the fire. She was in charge of several stoves by herself. She was too busy to look up. After adjusting the fire, she looked up and saw that there was an extra person in the kitchen.

He asked, "Hey, finally someone is here to help. The cooks of the Lu family are really interesting. Mr. Lu said that they should help with the work. What's the point of them hiding outside the kitchen? Let them help with the work. I have to send a message, how troublesome is it?”

Song Yue also guessed that they didn't like her, so she deliberately ignored her and excluded her, but she didn't care. "Okay, just say a few words. Isn't there someone to help? One person in the kitchen is enough."

There are many people but it is difficult for her to do things secretly. There are still some seasonings missing in this world.

Song Yue had to buy it from the system.

Ding Xiang felt aggrieved for her master, so she pouted and muttered a few words and stopped talking.

Song Yue also picked out the pork belly from the basin of washed meat that was just brought in. He had to boil it in water first and make crispy pork belly later.

The lamb chops also need to be marinated so that they can be grilled later when the pork belly is grilled.

The name of this rough messenger maid is Ahong, which is a very common name. Anyway, no maid’s name has the words red, green, or green.

Mrs. Lu bought Ahong Zai on the street. She was sold by the gambler father. Seeing how pitiful she was, Mrs. Lu bought her with a finger.

Because I couldn't speak and it was inconvenient to serve in front of others, I stayed in the kitchen in the backyard.

Mrs. Lu was kind-hearted, but the other cooks somewhat crowded around her and looked down upon her. Everyone knew that staying with the master was the best way to get ahead, but she lost this advantage because she couldn't speak.

She has been stuck working in the kitchen her entire life, with no chance of making a comeback, so everyone looks down on her.

There are also grades among slaves, and Ahong is the lowest one.

But she didn't expect that Song Yue valued her so much. Although she also asked her to work, she didn't have a condescending tone, not at all like what the cooks outside complained about. Instead, she gave very neat instructions.

A Hong just needs to keep her head down and follow the instructions, and she will even praise her when she does a good job.

For example, after she chopped the meat, it only took her less than a long time. The beautiful girl was very surprised and praised her, "So fast? You look so thin and strong? You have chopped so much meat." ?”

Song Yue was really surprised. She chopped out a pot of minced meat in just three or two strokes, and she didn't look tired at all.

She complimented her, and the maid even pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly.

A very good person.

Song Yue gave her a new task, "My meat is almost ready. Could you please find some bamboo sticks? Help me prick their skin."

Ah Hong had never seen pork belly pierced with bamboo skewers, but she immediately nodded and followed the instructions.

(End of this chapter)