The little lady in the dining room

Chapter 39
In the imperial dining room, the eunuchs with sharp noses were the first to smell something different.

Master Wang is in a bad mood recently.

In private, it is inevitable to use this as a talking point.The one eating melon seeds here said first: "Look, Mr. Wang seems to be holding his breath?"

Over there, drinking tea and digesting food, they all grinned: "Hey? He beat his apprentice to death earlier, can he not hold his breath? Look at that black-faced one, I think this is a challenge."

This is almost the end of the sentence, the person who spoke first shook his head: "He dares to challenge the imperial court? Master Chen will not trample him to death!"

After another two days, even those who were less responsive felt that something was wrong.

Mr. Wang was in a bad mood, but he didn't challenge Mr. Chen, at least not for the time being.At present, it seems that he intends to clean up the imperial dining room?
First, Guo Shi, the Dianshi who had just been transferred from the Shangshi Bureau, was caught with the mistake of "the dim sum is not well-presented". Once this kind of mistake is brought out, others will know that at least [-] to [-]% of it is finding fault.But it doesn't matter, "The first rank of the official rank crushes people to death" is very effective here, Guo Shi didn't even explain it, and knelt outside for half an hour.

It was still cold at the end of January, and just in time for menstruation, Mrs. Guo was so painful that night that she couldn't breathe on the couch, and she didn't get up for a few days after that.

In the past few days, Dianji Qiu's family and female Shi Cuiwan have all been unlucky.

It is said that Mrs. Qiu was a little late when delivering last month's meal order to Wang Wanzhi's room. ?It was logical to send them back to think about the past behind closed doors. I don't know how long the doors will be closed. Wang Wanzhi didn't say anything.

What happened to Cui Wan made even the ignorant little girls like Xue Li feel wronged when they saw it!

——That night, someone from the front said that His Majesty had many political affairs in the past few days, so he was inevitably tired and his appetite was not good.The imperial doctor said that you can eat some yam stewed beef to nourish blood, nourish qi and nourish the stomach.

This kind of stew is very simple in their eyes.The skill of seasoning has been practiced for so many years, and the stew must be tasty and not greasy, as long as you master the heat and don't stew the beef with firewood.

In the eyes of a court lady with qualifications like Cui Wan, there is almost no possibility of making mistakes!

It just happened that Wang Wanzhi made a mistake. He glanced at the vegetables that had been placed in the bowl, and his face darkened: "Who asked you to cut the hob pieces?"

Isn't this unreasonable? !

Cui Wanda learned this dish the first time, the yam is cut into hob pieces, what can I say?

Then Wang Wanzhi said again: "Do you see how good-looking this strange shape is? Is it going to cause trouble for His Majesty? Do you have any eyesight!"

Xue Li was nearby at the time, and they were all dumbfounded listening to Cui Wan.Over the past year, a lot of things have been presented by cutting the hob block. I haven't heard anyone say that His Majesty doesn't like it before?
Otherwise, I wouldn't continue to teach the little maids how to use hobs!
Before they could explain, Wang Wanzhi waved his hand to call for his disciples to do it again, and said, "Cut the yam into squares, don't make them too small. Each piece should be the same size, it looks good."

Then he ignored Cui Wan, and went for a walk and lunch break.

Looking at these three things together, everyone immediately understood the importance: Mr. Wang is planning to squeeze out the people transferred from Shangshi Bureau.

These three things are neither painful nor itchy, and they are revealed to let the people below watch.Now that they understand it, they naturally have to do it, and no one wants to follow suit.

That night, the rejection was evident in the meal.

All the food in the front of the imperial court, including the imperial dining room, was taken from His Majesty's table. A meal of one hundred dishes was distributed everywhere, and the best ones were naturally reserved for Chen Jijiang and the others, but it was never too bad in the imperial dining room.

Generally, there are both hot and cold, and then they are divided internally to take care of each other. No one will let the other be too bad. If you see that there are still busy people, you will set aside a portion to put it in the steamer and warm it up first. , Then inform the other party and say, "The food is put in that pot for you."

This is pretty good, everyone can eat hot ones, at least three or four dishes can be seen in each person's bowl, and the meat and vegetables are also complete.

But today, I don't know how the dishes that were distributed earlier went around in the imperial dining room. Anyway, the ten people in Shangshi Bureau bumped into each other, and all of them only had cold dishes, and there was only one of them.

Chang Attendant Song Min looked at the expressions of the three female officers and did not dare to say much, so he could only ask the younger ones: "What did the person who served you food say?"

"They said it's not enough... Let's make do with it." Xue Li muttered looking at the peanuts in the bowl, "They also said that if they can find other dishes, they will bring them to us."

Several older people looked at each other: Well, that's what you told us too.

There are ghosts here.The older maids knew it well, so they didn't say much to the three young ones for the time being, and urged them to eat quickly, and then took empty plates, and divided out the dishes that could be divided in their own bowls.

After all, these few are older and have higher status, even if they bully others together, they don't dare to step on them to death.So although they were all cold dishes, they were meat dishes, which were much better than these three little servants.

After a circle, there was only a salty duck leg in the pear bowl with peanuts. Cui Wan wanted to give her a few more slices of duck meat, but she couldn't take it anymore: "My sister still has to eat it!"

Su Zixian who got the preserved egg tofu got a few slices of drunken fish from Song Min, and Miss Wu stuffed her with a slice of pork belly.

Yue Tingxian, who originally had only cold spinach, added a few slices of sauced beef, and Su Zixian gave her another piece of preserved egg.

There were only a few of them from the Shangshi Bureau left in the dining room, and they gathered together to eat rice with cold dishes, taking care of each other and looking happy, and besides being happy, there was a sense of desolation.

Unfortunately, it was like this almost every day after that.

And they can't get extra candy and treats.The reason is very ingenious, as long as they want to cook something for themselves, someone will tell them to do some errands immediately; live."

The Zhonghe Festival on the second day of February is also called "Dragon Head Up" among the people.This is actually a day to congratulate the Lord of the Land and pray for farming, but there will also be some small congratulations in the palace, and the festive snacks that should be prepared should be symbolically prepared.

Pork head meat, pancakes, waist cakes.

The first two things are not interesting, and the "pig head meat" in the palace sounds like it won't be on the big stage. Many palace people who are embarrassed by the concubine will say "how can the lady eat this", just At the end, the waist cake is still a bit of a headache.

There are two common methods in the palace, one is steamed and the other is fried.The simple way of frying is to slice the old rice cakes into the pan and fry them until they are crispy; for the steaming, the glutinous rice is mixed with brown sugar and then steamed in the pan, and some sweet-scented osmanthus is sprinkled on top, making it soft and sweet in the mouth.

While grinding the glutinous rice, Sydney was greedy, thinking how could he eat a piece of it...

It's true that expenses have been deducted recently, but these occasional meals during festivals and festivals have always been available from top to bottom.For example, Laba will be divided into a small bowl of Laba porridge, and several spring rolls will be divided during the Spring Festival.

I ate these things before just as a festive auspicious idea, but this time I was really greedy from the bottom of my heart. The food I ate recently was really bad!

She was grinding rice, and Su Zixian was sifting brown sugar beside her. From the corner of her eye, she saw Wang Sishan coming into the dining room to inspect.

Wang Sishan stopped behind Su Zixian, took a look, and asked in a sharp voice, "Where are you sifting brown sugar?"

"Yes." Su Zixian quickly put down the fine sieve in her hand, turned around and said, "Master Wang."

"Hmm." Wang Wanzhi narrowed his eyes with a smile, looked at her for a while as if satisfied, and then asked her, "What's the amount of brown sugar and glutinous rice?"

Sydney and Su Zixian froze at the same time.

Most of the time, they still help in the kitchen, and there are female officials watching and teaching them when they start to cook.This waist cake belongs to those who have not learned it seriously, and they are not in charge of it today...

Wang Wanzhi smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled Su Zixian's ear, and said contemptuously, "I can't remember such a simple thing, how did you come to the imperial dining room?"

"My, my lord..." Su Zixian was so painful that she didn't dare to move or cry,
Sydney was startled: "My lord, forgive me!"

After finishing speaking, he came back to his senses and remembered to kneel down to apologize. Yue Tingxian, who was making pancakes on the other side of the dining room, also rushed over, suppressed his panic and blurted out: "Glutinous rice eight liang brown sugar five liang Cheng powder one liang water ten liang, my lord ..."

Wang Wanzhi glanced at her as if he didn't hear, and Yue Tingxian choked on Yue Tingxian's pleading words that had just come to his lips.

Wang Wanzhi snorted sharply, and looked slowly across the three of them: "I think you young ones should practice more, and the Imperial Dining Room is a good place to go."

The three of them hadn't answered their apprehensive "promises", but he continued: "In the future, don't worry about the dining room, I'll leave the work of washing the dishes to you, and we'll talk about it when you're done!"

"My lord..." Xueli raised her head to argue, but Wang Wanzhi let go of Su Zixian, turned and left.

Su Zixian picked up Xueli, also looking like she was going to chase after her to defend herself, but when Xueli and Zixian grabbed her at the same time, the three of them calmed down.

No matter how ignorant they are, they also know that they are deliberately finding fault, so it is strange that the defense is useful!

Su Zixian's cheeks flushed red with anger: "What should I do!"

Sydney sighed: "What can I do? Wash the dishes..."

It's not that it hasn't been washed, it was like this when it first entered the palace.Besides, Wang Wanzhi can't let them wash dishes for a lifetime, they have to go back to the dining room sooner or later.

"I heard that the imperial dining room is the same as the monk's food bureau. The dishwashing is also on duty. They are all eunuchs." Yue Tingxian curled his lips and muttered, "Maybe we don't have any work!"

Then maybe you can come right back?

The three sighed again, handed over the work to others, and went to the small room where the dirty dishes were kept.After hearing what Yue Tingxian said just now, both Xueli and Zixian couldn't help being lucky, thinking that it would be great if they couldn't rank so many values!

When I arrived at the small room on the west side, I took a look...

It's because they think too much.

How is this not alive?This is to give them all the work that should have been done by seven or eight eunuchs together. There is no one in the small room with piles of dishes and chopsticks except for the three of them.

(End of this chapter)