The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 384

Bi Tao looked confused: "Miss, what are you talking about, what hamburger, fries, coke, and Zhang Ailing?"

"You don't need to worry about it. Miss Zhang is a talented woman. She once said something."

"What?"

"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"What kind of talented woman is this?" Bitao, who has been influenced by poetry and songs, naturally cannot understand modern literature. Of course, Tang Nineteen did not finish the second half of the sentence, which indeed made the first half of the sentence sound a bit ordinary, but if you tell Bitao the second half The sentence is "the way to a woman's heart is through Yin", the little girl couldn't help but screamed and beat her chest with her fists.

This sentence is full of philosophy. Zhang Ailing is Tang Shijiu's idol, and Bitao can't veto it at will: "What do you know, only a talented woman can be called a talented woman, and a talented woman can only be able to understand the world. This sentence Tell us, to conquer a man, first grab his stomach."

Tang Nineteen made a handshake gesture, and there was a bit of evil in his eyes.

Bi Tao's eyes brightened: "Really?"

"Of course, you have said it all. Your prince eats all kinds of delicacies, so his stomach cannot be caught by ordinary things. It must be unique. By the way, he likes drinking tea so much. I thought I would do it." What's up. Bitao, Bitao..."

"Ah, Miss, you are called a slave."

"Why are you in a daze?"

"No, what are you calling a slave?"

"Go, give me some green tea, Miss. Take some of any variety."

"You want to make tea."

"Go, why are you talking so much?"

Bitao muttered, "If you don't ask, don't ask."

While Bitao went to get the tea leaves, Tang Nineteen began to wash the rice and cook the rice. She used the crucian carp soup boiled in the kitchen, the thick white fish soup, and the rice grains that were not full enough to cover the pot. The servant who specializes in cooking came over to help her light the fire and cook.

Tang Nineteen called someone to help him prepare pickled plums and seaweed.

There is no seaweed here, but dried seaweed is convenient for transportation, and ordinary people can afford it. Naturally, the kitchen of King Qin's Mansion also prepares seaweed, but there is no fresh seaweed, only dried seaweed.

Dried seaweed turned into seaweed, Tang Nineteen thought about it carefully, and decided to try two methods.

She had no skills at all, so she passed one of the methods to the servants in the kitchen: "Go and find me a grill, prepare a bowl of fresh sauce, put the seaweed on it to roast, brush with oil while roasting, and brush a line in the middle Fresh sauce, baked until crisp and dry.”

"Yes, princess."

The servant took the order and got busy.

Tang Nineteen implemented another method by himself, frying.

She tore a piece of seaweed into thin strands, which was a delicate job and took a lot of effort from her.

She tore off a small plate, and it looked about the same. She sat in the pan, poured oil, put in shredded seaweed and sesame seeds, and slowly stir-fried.

The unique aroma of seaweed came out quickly, making Tang Nineteen squawk wildly.

She also ignored her hunger and focused on stir-frying seaweed.

It didn't take long for the seaweed to stand up. She pinched a strand, it was crunchy, but it had no taste, a little bland, but the taste was very close.

The roasted seaweed over there was finished before her, and she finished it here, sprinkled salt and fried it twice, and then started the pot.

Bi Tao came back with a lot of tea leaves, and when she entered the kitchen, she was so greedy: "Miss, what are you doing, it smells so good."

(End of this chapter)