The morning bell and the dusk drum are faint. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little nun was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, and when she heard the door open, she stopped and laughed, "Wake up, you must be tired, right?" When I came back, I saw you asleep, and I couldn't wake you up. ”

Ah Yao's face was embarrassed, her head was so low that she was about to bury it in her chest, and the little nun said again: "Master agrees to your request, and you will help in the kitchen in the future." ”

can ensure her next food and clothing, Ah Yao nodded busily.

"I don't have a Dharma name, don't call me sister in the nunnery. Wu Nian introduced, taking Ah Yao to familiarize herself with the place where she lived and the kitchen.

After that, I settled in Qingning'an, and I was planning for a while.

The sound ......of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board was fast and continuous, and A-Yao followed Wunian into the kitchen, her eyes didn't know where to look, and her mouth was open enough to stuff eggs, as if she had returned to modern times to visit the kitchen of a five-star hotel.

The kitchen of the nunnery accommodates twenty or thirty people, each person is immersed in the work at hand, no one talks to each other, the division of labor is clear, each performs its own duties, at a glance, from right to left is the noodles, the desk, the side dishes, the stove, the far left long table, half is clear soup and noodles, half is vegetarian wheat rice, the nuns enter and exit from the opposite door, and take out the pasta rice that has been made, in an orderly manner.

Wu Nian said: "In the future, you will go to the kitchen every day to open a stove and light a fire, and the masters will be in place to cook food at the time of the hour and the time of the future." In the morning, you don't have to go to the back mountain with Fang Yuan to collect firewood, and you don't have to do the morning and evening classes when you come back, so you don't have to follow us to do morning and evening classes, okay?"

"I did it. A-Yao nodded with a small face, secretly thinking in her heart, removing the fire, washing dishes and chopping wood, she had plenty of time, but she had to find ways to make money, and staying in the nunnery was not a long-term solution after all.

Wu Nian rubbed Ah Yao's yellow-haired little head, with a slight smile on his face.

In the first few days, she followed Fang Yuan, the old fritter who was old and lazy, in line with the principle of "watching more, learning and doing less", learned to burn a fire and chop wood, Fang Yuan saw that she had learned about the same, so she appeared in the morning and afternoon before the masters came over to cook, and then took the opportunity to be lazy.

A-Yao didn't say anything, just added a few small bundles of slender dead branches according to the basis of this old fritter before collecting firewood, as the weight of two people, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with adapting to such days.

Ah Yao washed the bowl as high as the hill as usual, and suddenly there was a black shadow on her head, she looked up, the young man was expressionless, looking at her condescendingly, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "You ran to the wrong place, right?"

This teenager is very good-looking, and it is the type that A-Yao likes...... The smaller version of it, but it's a pity that it's still young, if you grow up, you must be a tough guy, well, it's possible to go to the iceberg facial paralysis type.

"Goo~" The boy's stomach told her that he hadn't run in the wrong place.

"I'm hungry, do I have anything to eat?" found that Ah Yao was looking at him, he didn't feel embarrassed, he crossed the threshold and walked into the kitchen, the kitchen desk was clean, even the fire on the stove was extinguished, and there was no one else except Ah Yao who was washing dishes on the side of the door. "Just you?"

"Masters, you're done with your meal, haven't you caught up with the meal?" After speaking, she felt that she had asked too much, listening to the young man's stomach singing the empty city plan, she felt the same way, drinking boiled water could not satisfy her desire to be full, and then looking at his clothes, silk fabrics and gold thread piping, most of them were rich and noble families, and it was even more difficult for rich and noble families to endure the feeling of starvation. "There's nothing left over today, why don't I give you a bowl of noodles? I remember there's still glossy noodles left. ”

A-Yao also went into the kitchen to wash her hands, shook off the water droplets, went to the leftmost noodle table, lifted a corner of the cloth covering the desk, and placed the glossy masses in neat stacks.

"There is glossy noodles left, I will only make boiled noodles, do you want to eat them?" Ah Yao said when she was not confident, how can you get the boiled noodles so easily, the number of times you have entered the kitchen in your last life can be counted on both hands.

"Good. He nodded crisply.

After turning on the stove, A-Yao laboriously poured out the water that had been soaked in the pot, and the fierce fire dried the water in the pot, she poured mountain spring water into it, and waited for the spring water to boil.

"Let's talk, it will take a while for it to boil, my name is Jiang Yao, just call me Ah Yao, what about you?"

"Pei Shuo. ”

"That's a good name. You'll have to wait a while, but unfortunately the soup is running out, it tastes so fresh! Give me a bowl of soup, and I can eat a bowl of wheat rice!" She thought about it, and one of the ingredients for the masters to boil the soup stock was whip bamboo shoots, and she still had it in her room, and the soup from the blanched bamboo shoots was used as noodle soup, and the taste should be okay. "You wait for me for a while, and I'll come when I go. ”

Pei Shuo looked at the corners of her fluttering clothes, this girl is completely different from the monks and nuns she has met in the nunnery in the past few days, even girls of the same age as her are soft-spoken, where is her kind of personality jumping, thinking of something, and doing it immediately.

returned to the room, pulled out the bamboo basket she hid, ordered the number of bamboo shoots, and planned to sell them, but Pei Shuo's beauty flickered, and the idea of making money was thrown out of the clouds, holding the bamboo basket and chanting: "I am a good friend of Guangjiao." ”

The mountain spring water boiled, and two glossy surfaces were put in, and the boiling spring water instantly quieted down, and only the glossy surface slowly swirled in the water.

She recalls the way the masters cooked bamboo shoots, the kitchen knife pierced from one side of the bamboo shoots, cut down from top to bottom, peeled off the shell along the crack of the knife, shaved off the purple part and roots, and the spring bamboo shoots wrapped in layers of bamboo shoots finally revealed their true colors of white and plump, rinsed slightly, cut into hob pieces, and put into another pot to boil.

Turning around, the foam adhered to the surrounding of the dough, and the dough was scooped up and put into the spring water, which had been prepared to cool the water, and suddenly white smoke rose from the surface of the water, and she scooped up the dough and drained it for later use.

Pei Shuo stayed away from the stove, watched A-Yao toss the dough, and frowned: "You can boil it and serve it, why bother with it, Young Master Ben doesn't dislike it." ”

"'Over the Cold River' in order to make the noodles a little more chewy, it's almost ready, otherwise you eat the bamboo shoots first?" Ah Yao turned her back to him and said, she scooped up the bamboo shoots from another pot and drained the bowl, poured the noodles into the water in which the bamboo shoots were boiled, a spoonful of sesame oil, a little salt, and the fragrance wafted out.

"Hurry up!" Pei Shuo also smelled the fragrance and came over.

A-Yao Mari put the bowl on the table, put the noodles on the back and then put the soup, and the noodles emerged as the tip of the iceberg in the clear soup. It's a pity that Buddhism precepts five meats, onions and garlic are not stained, otherwise it is good to decorate one or two. "Give. ”

The umami taste of bamboo shoots had already hooked out Pei Shuo's gluttony, and he was in a hurry to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, so he took the bowl and chopsticks and sent them to his mouth. After working for so long, the bit of lunch had already been digested, and Pei Shuo ate it so deliciously, which caused A-Yao's appetite to rise quietly.

The kitchen was empty, and if anyone passed by and looked bored, they would find two children who almost buried their faces in the sea bowl and ate desperately.