My Fantastic Chef Wife

"Yes." Zhang Deshui said quickly.

"You have to prepare the ingredients for me first." Ye Xiaoxian said again, and then gave Zhang Deshui a list, which listed in detail what she needed.

Without further ado, Zhang Deshui hurried to prepare.

...

The National Teacher also went down today. After returning, he still practiced the exercises and stretched his body.

When the manager came over to hand him a snack, he asked as usual: "Is there anything unusual in the house today?"

General pipeline: "Nothing at all, everything is normal."

"Well, that's good." Since there was nothing, the national teacher was too lazy to manage so much.

Except for the early morning dynasty, he likes to practice alone when he comes home, and then teases the starling in the house. He has a wife and children in his house. His wife is as old as he was. When he was young, his family married him. After giving birth, he has no feelings. Except for the necessary family feast, he hardly eats with his wife. .

The children are all too old. His three sons now hold more than five grades of posts in the imperial court. They have already set up a government office and will not live with their old couple.

So he was at ease.

"By the master of the National Normal University, Zhang Deshui ran to Mrs. Xiao again, probably to exchange ingredients recipes. Zhang Deshui has been helping the Ritual Department for a while. I must have encountered a problem. It's picky and dissatisfied with the six animals used for sacrifice. "

The national teacher said while practicing the exercises: "Whoever is new, naturally wants to do something to satisfy the emperor and the empress, and understand."

The manager laughed: "So I have to push Zhang Deshui to this one, so I have to ask Mrs. Xiao. Is this Mrs. Xiao not so good at cooking? Do you usually cook small dishes and dim sum? The six beasts of sacrifice ... I think it ’s choking. Zhang Deshui was in an emergency and went to the doctor. He just asked me for instructions to buy cows and suckling pigs and said that Mrs. Xiao should be trained. "

"Let them toss about it, anyway, Mrs. Xiao is bored in the mansion." Guoshi said.

"Well, the subordinates thought the same, so they approved the purchase."

...

When the leaves get the ingredients, they don't go to the back kitchen of Guoshifu, but do it directly in the small kitchen of her small courtyard.

She first makes roast lamb and roast suckling pig. She would not let Zhang Deshui come in to watch, only let the little maids who usually served her come in to help.

Zhang Deshui died anxiously, asking for several times, the leaf just would not let him in.

Ye Zi said, she was originally a "guest" of Guoshifu. Zhang Deshui, a man who came in to make ingredients together, was very inappropriate and would affect her reputation.

Zhang Deshui had to stay outside the courtyard, then walked around with his hands behind him, and then asked the little girl who guarded the gate: "What's the situation inside?"

The little girl went in and glanced, "Wipe something on the sheep."

"That's called pickling." Zhang Deshui said angrily.

After a while, Zhang Deshui and the little girl went in again: "What's the situation now?"

The little girl said after reading: "It is already on fire, and the sheep are roasting."

"How did it bake?" Zhang Deshui asked.

"Just ... set it on fire?"

Zhang Deshui was going to be mad.

Don't roast on fire, do you roast it in water?

What he wants to ask is, by which way is roasting, high or low fire, or direct charcoal roasting? Or did you make a stove and bake it on the stove?

He asked a question, and the little girl answered it, asking him more and more anxiously, hoping to rush in, but stopped by the little girls, they said they would not let him in.

He became more and more anxious.

Although he has ingredients prepared by Ye Xiaoxian, the cooks know that the usage of the ingredients is also very particular, when to put, how much to put, and the order of the ingredients, all of which are very particular.

...

The sheep and suckling pig were roasted into the night.

Originally it was time to sleep, but the wind was strong that night. When the wind blew, the smell of roasted meat spread all over Guoshifu, which made the whole Guoshifu smell of barbecue. Many people couldn't sleep.

The national teacher couldn't sleep either, and the supervisor came over and asked when the barbecue there was ready to be grilled. If it was done, he would cut it for him and try it.

The wife of the Master of National Education could not fall asleep, and the wife of the Master of National Education was left out for many years. In order to save face, she had to pretend to be a person who ate and prayed for Buddha.

But after smelling the smell of barbecue, she could not sleep, so she waited for her mother-in-law to let her take a look. If she could eat it, she came back with a plate, on the pretext that she wanted to eat.

The people in Ye Xiaoxian's courtyard couldn't sleep.

Smell this one by one, come and see from time to time, to see if there is anything to help, in fact, just want to see this roast lamb and roast suckling pig.

Later, the courtyards sent people to come, but the leaves did not let them in, saying that they would have to bake for a while, and those people were waiting outside.

When the governor saw the wife of the State Teacher's wife, she was very surprised: "Why are you here? Is the wife letting you come?"

"Yeah, my wife said that the meat smelled fragrant, let me come over and get some food. But the wife doesn't eat, the lady eats fast."

The manager didn't debunk her anymore. It was clearly no silver in this place. Besides, he knew that his wife had eaten meat, and she ate chicken legs if it was okay.

Zhang Deshui had been in a hurry outside, and later he smelled the roast of lamb. He couldn't sit still anymore. He asked the little girl from time to time. The little girl was annoyed and simply closed the door.

Jin Xiaoyu went to the kitchen to watch the leaves busy for a while, and then looked at the situation outside the courtyard. She couldn't help being amused by the scene before her.

"Leaves, when is your roast lamb good? I think there are a lot of people in the row, and you have to eat your roast lamb one by one."

The leaves are absolutely rigorous in the kitchen, as long as she doesn't feel good, it doesn't matter who comes.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, she began to sprinkle sesame seeds on it. After sprinkling sesame seeds, she let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, I can find someone to get it out."

The usual quiet courtyard was illuminated by dozens of lanterns at the moment.

The people who were waiting heard that, and they rushed in.

Seeing the roasted red sheep and roast suckling pig, Zhang Deshui couldn't help but sigh: "This color, this texture, is really good, just don't know how it tastes."

Ye Xiaoxian is dividing lamb and roast suckling pig. She cut the meat into small pieces deliberately, so as not to be insufficient. The general manager and Mrs. Guo took the meat and hurried away.

For the rest, she gave it to the girl in the yard. Although she may not have enough food in the end, make sure everyone has it. It is also grateful that they have stayed here for so long. After all, they will wait for the leaves to wash their hair. Otherwise, she would have a barbecue smell all over.