cook maid concubine

Chapter 16
Looking at the ready-made button three silks in front of him, Qian Hongxian seemed to have returned to the days when he was learning how to cook with Papa Gu, and an intoxicated smile unconsciously curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Just as she was immersed in the sense of accomplishment of cooking, suddenly there was a crisp sound of "pa——" accompanied by a low exclamation.

Qian Hongxian raised her head and looked over, and saw a young girl about her own age standing behind the desk next door, looking helplessly at the broken salt shaker at her feet.

On the counter in front of her was a bowl of freshly steamed pork with preserved vegetables, and the soup was still burning in the pot, presumably she was doing the final soup making.

"Here." Qian Hongxian picked up the salt shaker in front of her and handed it over without much thought.

And the other party obviously didn't expect that someone would be willing to help her at this time, looking at the salt jar handed to her with a silly expression.Seeing this, Qian Hongxian urged kindly: "What are you doing in a daze, your soup will be boiled away soon."

"Ah!" The latter let out a low cry, quickly took the salt shaker from her hand, added a little salt flower into the soup, and then added some white sugar, and when the soup became thick, it was a little relieved. In one breath, extinguish the fire.It wasn't until after all this was done that I remembered something. When I raised my head and looked in the direction of the next door, the person who was standing there had disappeared.

He Xiaoxiao hurriedly looked around, and saw that Qian Hongxian was already walking towards the butler's position with the prepared button three silk.

And half of the back of the other desks are already empty.Looking at the sand in the hourglass, there is only the last bit left.

He Xiaoxiao panicked, poured the prepared soup on the meat, and hurriedly chased after him.Standing next to Qian Hongxian, said in a low voice, "Thank you just now."

Qian Hongxian turned around, saw her and said with a smile, "You're welcome, you must be too nervous. I used to knock over seasonings just like you."

But that was a long, long time ago.

"Yeah, it's the first time I cook in front of so many people, and I feel like my heart is about to jump out, and my hands don't work." He Xiaoxiao said in a low voice embarrassedly.His gaze inadvertently fell on the soup bowl in her hand, and his eyes lit up for a moment: "You are making three cuts, I saw the master chef in the restaurant do it before, but the cut is not as fine as yours, and it is not as thin as yours. You are so even. How on earth did you do this?" Then he glanced at the uneven thickness of meat slices in his bowl, and said dejectedly, "It would be great if I could have the same knife skills as you."

Qian Hongxian encouraged her with a smile and said, "I can also practice bit by bit. As long as you are willing to work hard, this is not difficult, and yours looks good." Back then, her father had to force her to do it every day. She practiced knife skills for two hours.

The cruelty is unbearable to recall.

It was rare for He Xiaoxiao to hear someone praise her, and a thin blush suddenly appeared on her face, "Thank you, but I always feel that there is still something lacking."

Qian Hongxian stared at the pickled meat with pickled vegetables in her hand and said, "The next time you make soup, try to replace the white sugar with rock sugar. Rock sugar is more refreshing than white sugar. It tastes sweet but not greasy. The taste should be more delicious. It’s better. It’s better to add some starch to thicken the meat, this will make the meat smoother and more delicious, and it will look more appetizing.”

(End of this chapter)