Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 722 Makeover (1)
Bai Ying glanced at her sideways, this is called enduring humiliation, besides, it was still young at that time, how could it fight against sinister humans, it is different now, it is a condor!Condor!

Mu Xiang understood its disdainful eyes, and poked its sharp beak, "I know you can understand me, so I will write a letter, put it in a small bamboo tube, and tie it to your leg. If you understand what I said, fly away immediately. If you don’t understand or can’t do it, then you don’t fly. After that, I’ll grill fish and rabbits. Whatever you want, I’ll bake for you. What? ? Is it a deal?"

Bai Ying narrowed his eyes and pecked at his own paw.

Mu Xiang jumped up, "I'm just looking for a pen and paper."

She jumped away, and Bai Ying nestled on the rocking chair with her eyes closed, recharging her energy.Adding up the back and forth, it is nearly a thousand miles, and there is nothing it likes to eat along the way, so what if it doesn't get fat.

Spreading the paper, biting the pen holder, I wanted to question the border chick, but when I wrote the pen, it turned into asking about his health and what happened around him.

Although he promised to come back with a letter from his family, she couldn't wait before the agreed date. No matter what, it was faster than a man riding a horse back and forth. Quick, she doesn't know either.

So she wrote down not only the date but also the time at the signing office.

After dawdling in writing the letter, he dawdled in packing the letter, thinking that he should give Bai Ying a big meal first, since it was a big meal, she had to do it herself.

Mu Xiang ran to the kitchen, "Mum Chen, dumb woman, is there any ready-made mutton or beef in the kitchen?"

"Oh, I don't have any mutton. You don't eat much mutton these days, so the servant girl didn't order it to be delivered. But there is beef, which is the tenderest sirloin. Ma'am, do you want beef hot pot?" Chen Ma thought she was I'm hungry, it's not yet noon, and I haven't washed the dishes for lunch!

Mu Xiang began to rummage through the cupboard, "No, I have to cook something delicious, feed the white eagle."

The beef was in large pieces, so the dumb woman helped her clean the kitchen knife and chopping board, and asked if she could help, but Mu Xiang refused, but asked the dumb woman to help her find a small wooden hammer.

Hearing that she was looking for a small wooden hammer, the dumb woman was very puzzled, and there was no wooden hammer in the house, but the wood workshop had it, and they had all kinds of hammers there.

The large piece of beef was cut into moderately thick steaks. When the dumb woman came back with the wooden hammer, she taught the dumb woman to beat the beef with the wooden hammer.

The dumb woman couldn't speak, so she couldn't ask out the doubts in her heart, but Chen Ma asked first, "What kind of food are you going to do, why are you beating it?"

Mu Xiang said with a playful smile, "Because it's disobedient!"

The dumb woman covered her mouth and smiled, and Chen Ma also smiled and shook her head.Thinking of what He An told her just now, she still remembered that the second lady of the Shui family always liked to send some rare animal furs to the mansion in recent years.

As for people, I have never seen them.But no matter whether she has seen it or not, as long as it threatens the master's happiness, she will not show mercy.

The dumb woman took the small wooden hammer, and beat the beef carefully according to the method Mu Xiang said.

Since there is extra beef, I simply made it together.

When the dumb woman got tired of knocking, she replaced Chen Ma. After more than half an hour, the two of them knocked on the beef finally.

While they were pounding the beef, Mu Xiang was not idle, and finished all the ingredients.

If you don't have red wine, sea salt, or fuel consumption, then use ordinary seasoning instead.

As long as the heat and taste are well grasped, she believes that it will be equally delicious.

The kitchen of Prince Xiang's Mansion has pans, so don't worry about the pans.

The dumb woman went to start the charcoal stove. According to the heat she said, the red charcoal was set up. They were all high-quality charcoal, and there was no oily smoke after burning.

Seasoned beef marinated and fried in hot oil.

The conditions are limited, and what she can do is also limited.Fortunately, the ancient materials are all natural, without any industrial chemical ingredients. Although they do not have the aroma of authentic fried steak, they still have a special flavor.

Chen Ma saw her poking the beef with chopsticks, and she heard that she was ready to start the pot after frying for a while, so she couldn't help being surprised, "You have only fried for a short while, and the outside is cooked, but the inside is not cooked, this, Can this be eaten?"

"Yes, why not, the steak must be fried tenderly so that it will be tender and fresh, otherwise it will be overcooked and the beef will be too old, it will not taste good, if you don't believe me, try it," Mu Xiang was cutting the steak with a knife Break it into small pieces so that the white eagle can eat it easily.

"How can I eat it? This servant must spit it out after eating it, so I don't want it anymore." But she had to tell the truth about the sliced ​​beef. The meat looked raw and there was no bleeding.

Mu Xiang finished cutting the beef, fried another piece, smiled and said to her: "This is medium rare, some people like to eat medium rare, the beef still bleeds after cutting it!"

"Bleeding?" Chen Ma felt something rolling in her stomach, "My servant heard people say that Canglan people like to eat raw food, even if it is roasted, it is half-baked, like a wild animal, I don't know if it is because they like to eat Because of raw food, their tempers are like wild beasts, vicious and cruel!"

Mu Xiang shook her head, "That's not necessarily the case. The grassland where they grow, the grassland where there are no large forests, and firewood is scarce, and they have to graze, and they don't have a fixed house, so it doesn't matter where they go. Naturally, they don't eat as much as the people in the Central Plains. It is convenient and elegant, and it is impossible to have a lot of vegetables to eat. Speaking of it, life on the grassland is still very bitter."

She felt it, but Chen's mother didn't think so, "Canglan people are bad, even worse than Yan people. They just want to grab other people's things all day long, so why didn't he think about exchanging things, didn't they?" Can you get what they want? You don’t want to take money out of your own pocket, but you want to get what others have. This is greed.”

She hated Canglan people to the core, and always felt that they were the embodiment of greedy ghosts.

When mentioning the Yan Kingdom, Mu Xiang had to think of Xuanyuan Ling. Hearing that the prince had changed hands, Xuanyuan Ling was relegated to a remote place, conferred the title of king and land, and became a vassal king on the same level as An Pingyu.

For some reason, when thinking of Xuanyuan Ling, Mu Xiang suddenly saw the prince Tang Hao who she saw today, two people who are not related, but...

"Ma'am, do you want to fry the beef?" Mama Chen's question interrupted her from thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)