Farmhouse pretty cook

222 Chapter 2 Confession ([-])
Mu Xiang smiled, and was about to step in, when Helian Cheng's voice sounded.

"Just stand and talk at the door, don't come in, there is too much dust inside, don't choke!"

As soon as these words came out, He An and Wu Qing despised their master in their hearts one after another, favoring one over another, wouldn't they be like this?

Mu Xiang smiled awkwardly, shrank her legs back obediently, and stood by the door, as if telling He An and the others on purpose, "If you don't go in, don't go in, it's good to stand here, the air is clean, and you can smell it." The meat cooked in my kitchen is fragrant, hurry up and wash your hands and eat, the braised pork is almost ready."

"What? You really made braised pork?" Da Fei shouted in a rough voice.

The sound was so loud that Mu Xiang's ears were buzzing. She took a step back and looked at him strangely, "Yeah, it's just braised pork. What's the matter? Is there a problem? Don't tell me, Pingyao Hou Mansion I can’t even afford braised pork.”

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has never eaten in eight lifetimes. Is it really that exaggerated?

Da Fei shook his head and talked to the waves, "No, no, is there any delicacies from mountains and seas in our Lord Hou's mansion? Every dish is thought out by the chef. Can the princess eat sloppily? But..."

Da Fei didn't know what to say about the latter words, he was always bad at expressing himself, so he scratched his head anxiously.

An He took his words, "It's flashy, beautiful but tasteless, too delicate, but the taste is so-so, and as a noble princess like your family, you must not eat too greasy food, it's all bland, your family Young Master has been with the princess since he was a child, and his eating habits have also followed her, the dishes are all the same, is that what you mean?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean. Anyway, I think the food in the house is not delicious. It's better to eat steamed buns and pickles!"

After listening to their conversation, Mu Xiang smiled, "Eating is to fill your stomach, and to show the blessing of your tongue. People like you who wield knives and guns all day long, why don't you eat light food, okay? , don’t waste any more nonsense, hurry up and clean up, it’s getting dark.”

When she turned around, her gaze accidentally met He Liancheng's gaze.

If she was not mistaken, the guy looked at her with a little more eagerness.

When Mu Xiang disappeared from the door, He An couldn't help persuading him: "Master, go and rest, you really don't need to do this kind of rough work, since we are here, why should you worry about it?"

He Liancheng turned cold again, "What nonsense, hurry up!"

"Yes, the slave is wrong," He An quietly exchanged glances with Wu Qing, both of them saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

When it was finally time to eat, it was completely dark outside.

Mu Lang picked up the oil lamp and lit it, and placed it on the counter directly above the main room.At this time, Mu Xiang misses the modern electric lamp very much, much better than this dim oil lamp.

The beef has been stewed and the carrots are almost done.But in order to prevent the pot from cooling down, Mu Xiang picked up a few pieces of red-hot charcoal from under the stove, put them in another small charcoal stove, which served as an alcohol stove, and placed it on the big table.

The same is true for braised pork. If it is not warmed by a small charcoal stove, it will be cold after a while.

As soon as the meat is cold, the oil in the broth will condense, and then the white layer will be too ugly.

In fact, when frying the meat, she had already skimmed off a lot of fat, but the pork belly itself has a lot of fat, and after a while of stewing, the fat came up again.

Fortunately, she added spices, which can properly remove the greasy feeling.

Da Fei was the first to rush in, took a deep breath of the aroma of the meat, and couldn't help swallowing, "How come your braised pork is so fragrant, even better than the chef in our house!"

Wu Qing stood aside with He An. To be honest, their stomachs were growling with hunger, but they did not forget their master.

The master didn't speak, didn't sit down, how dare they move.

Da Fei didn't care about them, he was their master, not his, so he didn't need to listen to Helian Cheng.

Just when he was about to sit down, He Liancheng cast a cold look over him.Da Fei only felt a burst of coldness rushing towards him, and he stood up immediately in fright, and when he looked up to meet He Liancheng's warning eyes, cold sweat broke out from behind his back.

Liu Erdan looked at this side and then at that side.The heart of admiration for Helian Sheng climbed to another level.

Seeing it, just one look can scare people, how awesome!

Muxiang and Caiyun came in with the bowls and chopsticks, seeing that they were all standing and no one was sitting, they couldn't help wondering.

"Why are you all standing up? Are you going to eat standing up? Or are you not hungry," Mu Xiang joked.

Caiyun silently put down the bowl and stood aside. She is a girl, but she is not as comfortable as the eldest sister, and dares to joke with them.

He Liancheng smiled gracefully, and the beautiful smile lit up the whole hall, "It's their business if they want to stand, you've been busy all night, come and sit down first."

He refers to 'you', who else can be other than Mu Xiang.

The corners of He An's mouth twitched, pulling Wu Qing, and the two of them took the next seat.

Seeing that they were all seated, Da Fei chose a place farthest from He Liancheng to sit down.

As for Liu Erdan, he didn't want to sit down at all, he just wanted to put some rice and pick up some vegetables, and then sat aside.

Mu Xiang said, "Come and sit down, Liu Erdan, you too, my table is big enough to sit on, why don't you just have a meal! You guys are awkward, sit down, more people eat Lively, what to hide!"

Da Fei, Wu Qing, and He An were touched somewhere in their hearts.

Eating at the same table seems to be a very common thing, but the meaning of it is extraordinary.

They are all slaves, born slaves.How can a slave be the same as a master. When the master is sitting, they are standing. When the master is lying down, they are still standing. They have lived for the master all their lives.

Before this, they never imagined that they could eat at the same table with their master.

He An was better, sometimes he marched and fought with He Liancheng, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But for Dafei, the touch is much bigger.Who is An Pingyu?Who is his wife?Is that a general identity?
Therefore, there are many rules in the Hou Mansion, if one is not careful, the housekeeper will be reprimanded, as well as family law.

(End of this chapter)