Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 411 The first meal in the house (6)
"I won't leave. I eat the food made by Aunt Chen every day. My mouth can fade away. Haven't you smelled the smell of meat cooked in Madam's kitchen? Oh, it's even more delicious than that cooked in a big restaurant in the capital! "

Kang Bo slapped him on the head, and cursed: "You are useless, the manor usually does not cut you short of food and drink, look at what you look like now, that lady is still injured, holding on to the injury, Do you have the nerve to eat the food you cooked? Besides, you, as a servant, have no right to eat the food cooked by the master. Go back, come back quickly, do you hear?"

Xiao Wu didn't move his nest, hugged Shuan Zi's arm, and they squatted there together.

He pinched Shuanzi's chin and asked him, "Shuanzi, do you think the dishes cooked by Madam are delicious?"

Shuanzi nodded without hesitation.Can the beef stewed with scallions not fragrant?

And this soy sauce was bought by Wu Qingxian, and according to his wife's instructions, he can only sell soy sauce from one family.In addition to soy sauce, the lady added a lot of seasonings.

Chen Ma and the others usually cook, because the pictures are good-looking, so they don't put soy sauce and vinegar.

They like the dish to be cooked in its original color, and they just pay attention to the appearance, presentation and taste, so they don't care, since they don't eat it anyway.

When the emperors and queens in the palace ate, at least dozens of dishes were served.

There are just a few people eating, and the dishes in front of them can feed them to death.

Of course Shuanzi has never eaten the dishes in the palace, but he eats the dishes in the palace every day, which is really not very good.

In fact, it's not like this with their family. The servants of the prince's mansion opposite also complained that the food in their mansion was not delicious, and they didn't pick some pickled vegetables at home to eat delicious food.

Xiao Wu asked again, "Then will you go?"

Shuanzi was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Can I smell it for a while?"

"Haha..." Xiao Wu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Kang Bo felt so ashamed of his old face that he couldn't even lift it up.

Before, he was a little bit worried about his wife's background, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Madam Chen was also in the kitchen, looking at the little girl Caiyun, under Madam's command, she put this in the pot and put that in the pot.

There was a lot of seasoning on the half pot of beef, the seasoning was thicker than what she used in a month.

Chen Mazi ignored the aroma in the pot, and said in an awkward manner: "Ma'am, can you eat the dishes you make this way? Will the taste be too strong? People in our house, including the prince, are used to it. Eat lightly, otherwise, you should put less condiments!"

It's not that she's jealous, it's just that she feels a little bit uncomfortable.Anyway, she has been cooking beside the prince for more than ten years. Isn't she not as good as this new princess who came from the countryside?

Mu Xiang was sitting on the soft chair He Liancheng brought her, leaning against the kitchen door, knocking melon seeds, while directing Caiyun to cook.

Hearing Mama Chen's words, she smiled lightly, "This beef is not just for cooking, it is poured on the boiled noodles, and the soup is mixed with the meat and noodles, so the taste will not be so good naturally. It's heavy."

Chen's mother became interested, squatted next to her, put away the little bit of awkwardness, and asked her with a smile, "How do you eat it? Don't you put the noodles in a pot, boil them on high heat, and put some oil on them?" , add some chopped green onion, or use chicken soup and duck soup to cook together, isn’t that right?”

"Yes, you are right, but there are many ways to eat noodles, such as knife-cut noodles, hand-rolled noodles, small-knife noodles, wide-band noodles, and hot-dried noodles. In short, different methods will make noodles taste better. It’s different, when the noodles come out later, you’ll know the difference after a taste.”

"What, we can eat too?" Madam Chen stood up helplessly, "This is not allowed, you are a wife, only the master can eat the food you cook, we are all servants, how can we eat your cooking?" meal."

"Can't you?" Mu Xiang blinked her eyes, seemingly confused, "But when He An and Wu Qing lived in my house, they ate my cooking every day, why didn't I see them being polite!"

"This..." Madam Chen was speechless.

He An and the dumb lady finished cleaning up the dining table in the main hall, and happened to come over, seeing that they were all standing at the door of the kitchen, he wondered, "Why are you still standing, why don't you hurry up and get a bowl of noodles, don't say I didn't remind you You guys, it’s too late, there’s no soup left.”

In a word, everyone present was stunned.

It was Xiao Wu who reacted the fastest, stood up and rushed to him, and asked excitedly, "You mean, can we eat the food cooked by Madam?"

He An looked at him like an idiot, "Nonsense!"

While talking, Caiyun had already fished out the noodles, and the beef was almost cooked, but the time was too tight and the stew was not tender.

Mu Xiang greeted Chen Mazi, and went in to help Caiyun. She couldn't fill all these bowls by herself.

There is another very important problem, the bowl is too small, if you hold two chopsticks of noodles, the bowl will be full.

Da Fei simply eats in a bowl, it's too troublesome to put it in such a small bowl.

Seeing that he was using a basin, He An was dumbfounded, and hurriedly ran to find a small basin, scooped up half of the bowl of noodles, scooped up a lot of beef, and then ran out cheerfully.

The kitchen of Prince Xiang's Mansion is not small, the two cauldrons are about the same size as the cauldrons in Mu Xiang's house.

After cooking a pot full of noodles, I almost emptied all the remaining noodles, which was enough for the big family to eat.

Seeing that these people had gathered around the stove, Mu Xiang found Wu Qing and asked him to serve noodles to his master.

These people only care about food and forget about their masters.

Caiyun wanted to serve her noodles, but Muxiang didn't eat them. After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, her stomach was almost full, so she couldn't eat noodles.

"Hey, don't move, I'll serve you noodles, don't lean over," said Chen Mazi, who was so crowded by these boys that she almost couldn't stand still.

Da Fei and He An ran away early, and Kang Bo also got a bowl of beef noodles. He ate a few bites, thought about it, ate a few more, and thought about it again.

"The taste of this beef is different from the beef roasted in small restaurants in the capital. The noodles are not mushy, and they are clear and refreshing. It is comfortable to look at and even more comfortable to eat."

(End of this chapter)