34. Knife work
Mrs. An couldn't figure it out a little, although everyone also cooked in person to express their virtue, but they were all pretentious, and those who really worked were cooks, how could everyone do the dishes with their own hands and grind their white and tender fingers?
General An asked her, "Then what do you think she can learn besides this?" β
Mrs. An thought about it seriously, and sure enough, it was gone, just learn to cook, just learn to cook, and finally say that she also has a skill that can be used: "Okay, mother, I'll go find a master for you." β
"No need, I'm going to go to Ningxi to learn."
"Ningxi?"
"It's the Ning Xi who I smashed her restaurant and paid him two thousand taels of silver!"
"How's that going to work? Besides, people don't want to teach you! β
"I don't care, I'm going to learn from her anyway." An Mingyue's idea is that since the prince of Qi loves to eat the dishes she makes, then when I also learn it, I will naturally be able to keep the heart of the prince of Qi!
Mrs. An didn't have time to let people stop her, An Mingyue had already run out on a horse, and there was no one else who dared to run in An Guogong's mansion except An Mingyue.
Ning Xi had a headache as soon as she saw this Miss An, didn't she already make it clear that she was boring to Qi Wang Shizi? What is she doing again?
"Ning Xi, I'm here to apprentice!" An Mingyue shouted from afar.
"What teacher?"
"Worship you as a teacher! Ningxi, you teach me how to cook! β
"Can I say no?"
"Of course not, otherwise I will smash your restaurant again, at most it will only be a loss of silver, and I can't afford to pay it!"
"Okay, you come with me." Ning Xi took An Mingyue to the kitchen that had been built, and it was busy with tinkling inside, "When my apprentice has to learn from scratch, look at it, what do you want to learn first?" β
An Mingyue looked at the apprentices who were busy, some were practicing knife work, only to see a knife flash, a radish turned into a pile of diced radishes of the same size, and some were practicing turning the pot, the heavy iron pot was filled with fine sand, and threw it upwards with one hand, the fine sand was thrown into the air, and then simply took it back into the pot, not a single grain was sprinkled on the ground, and there were kneading dough, up and down a few ups and downs, and a ball of dough turned into a handful of thin noodles in his hands.
An Mingyue looked reluctant: "I don't want to learn this, can I just learn stir-frying?" β
"Of course not, anyone who learns to cook must start from the basics."
"I don't believe it, did you also learn from these?" Ning Xi is even younger than himself, if he really learns from scratch step by step, even if he starts learning from birth, he won't be able to learn this point today!
"This is natural, if you don't believe it, you can point it out casually, and see if there is anything I can't do?"
An Mingyue
"Okay, you mean what you say." Ning Xi waved his hand to let the man give up a position, and casually picked up a white fat radish next to him, "Look at it." Rao is An Mingyue kept her eyes wide, and she didn't see how the knife in Ning Xi's hand moved, she only saw a flash of knife light, the knife in Ning Xi's hand probably cut hundreds of knives on the little radish, and she couldn't see what Ning Xi had done on the radish.
It wasn't until Ning Xi threw the radish in her hand into a large bowl full of water next to her that she saw that the bowl was full of shredded radishes as thin as hair, and these shredded radishes all grew on the main body of the radish, like chrysanthemums blooming in the bowl.
A radish has six sides: front, back, left, right, upper and lower, except for one of the sides as the base support, the rest of the five sides all grow such a radish chrysanthemum, which is so exquisite that people are breathtaking.
Ning Xi picked up a whole radish and gestured to An Mingyue: "Look at the five sides here, each side is cut horizontally from here with a hundred knives, and then vertically cut with a hundred knives, each knife is not to the end, a total of 1,000 knives must be cut, you can cut out such five chrysanthemums." β
An Mingyue was speechless: "This, on this radish, you really cut a thousand knives?" β
Ning Xi nodded: "That's right, and as long as a knife is slightly off and cuts off a shredded radish, then all the work will be wasted, you say, how is my knife work?" β
An Mingyue hung her head and said, "If you want me to practice knife skills like this, you might as well kill me!" I'm sure I won't be able to do it anyway. β
"That's not necessary, ordinary people can't practice this Cheng dΓΉ."
"So what?" An Mingyue's eyes flashed again.
"Well, you go back and practice cutting cucumbers." Saying that, Ning Xi picked up a tender green cucumber casually, and between the knife in his hand, a cucumber turned into a pile of thin cucumber slices, "A cucumber is cut into at least two hundred slices, pick out thirty slices at the head and tail, and stack them together to compare the thickness, as long as the thickness of the two stacks of cucumber slices does not exceed five centimeters, even if you pass the test." Come and learn how to cook with me! β
An Mingyue looked at the two stacks of cucumber slices that Ning Xi folded casually, okay, the height of a single hair is not bad, and said with a sad face: "Two hundred slices is too much, can you have less?" β
"Two hundred slices is nothing, our most unskilled apprentice here can at least cut two hundred and fifty slices, if you can't do it, then it's better not to be embarrassed as soon as possible." Ning Xi said nonchalantly.
"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't even compare to him!" An Mingyue glared disdainfully at the junior apprentice who was cowering behind, "You wait, I'll be back soon!" β
The young man said to himself, you really think highly of me, so far, I have never cut more than 100 cucumbers. However, in order to live up to Ning Xi's affordability, he secretly made up his mind that from today onwards, he must triple the usual amount of training and become the most outstanding primary apprentice in the entire Shuangxilou knife work.
Ning Xi patted the junior apprentice on the shoulder with his hand: "Work hard!" β
"Yes, boss, I will definitely work hard." The young apprentice expressed his determination with gratitude.
Finally sent An Mingyue away, Ning Xi still has something to do, the opening of the restaurant is scheduled for three days, and she is ready, and now she is going to invite guests.
specially found someone to write a big red post, Ning Xi took Meng Shuangshuang to go to the Qi Palace, Jun Shaofeng took the initiative to find them, and this was the first time to go to the Qi Palace.
Stepping on the street where the Qi Wangfu is located, Meng Shuangshuang's feet are a little weak, this is too different from the place where they usually live, there are cyan high walls on both sides, and there is inexplicably a sense of majestic sΓΉ Mu, the pair of mighty stone lions at the gate of the Qi Wangfu glared at them angrily, and the golden nails on the black door were shining, much more magnificent than all the rich families she had been to before.
Meng Shuangshuang asked Ning Xi in a low voice with a trembling voice, "Why don't you look nervous at all?" β
Ning Xi smiled: "What's there to be nervous about, don't worry, this lion won't eat people." Stepped forward and gently buttoned the copper ring as big as his face, and soon someone came out to answer the door, it was a young doorman, Ning Xi smiled and stuffed him with a small piece of silver, explaining the intention, the doorman did not embarrass them, let them wait in the gatehouse, and ran to pass the word by himself.
Jun Shaofeng seems to have just gotten up, and he came out casually wearing a robe, and his hair was still a little messy, but it looked much more pleasing to the eye than his oily face after he had been carefully dressed up in the past.
"What's the matter with the little girl looking for this son?" Jun Shaofeng sat down in front of them with a big grin and crossed Erlang's legs.
Ning Xi took out an oiled paper bag wrapped in cotton cloth and opened it, revealing the small golden pieces of food inside, and handed it to Jun Shaofeng: "This is a little gadget made by the folk girl in the morning, please taste it." β
As soon as the oiled paper bag was opened, an enticing fragrance penetrated Jun Shaofeng's nostrils, and he involuntarily put down his crossed legs and leaned over: "What is this?" β
"Chicken rice flower." This is Ningxi according to the modern McDonald's practice, wrapped in flour and fried chicken, with her own special seasoning added to it, and it was unanimously sought after by all the staff of Shuangxi Building as soon as it came out of the pot.
Jun Shaofeng couldn't wait to pick up one with his hand and throw it into his mouth, the chicken rice was still hot, the outer layer was extremely crispy, the chicken inside was soft and juicy, just one bite at a time, after eating, his mouth was full of fragrance, leading him to eat one after another, until the chicken rice in the oil paper bag was less than half, Jun Shaofeng thought of the two people standing next to him, and asked a little embarrassed: "What is the matter with me, let's talk!" β
Ning Xi took out a big red invitation, handed it over respectfully, and said, "The people's girl's Shuangxi Building will open in three days, and I want to invite the prince to come!" β
"That's fine, I'll go." Jun Shaofeng took the invitation card with his free hand and put it on the table absently.
"The folk girl has a reluctant request."
Jun Shaofeng eats people with a short mouth, but at this time he became smart: "I want to invite my fifth brother to go, right?" No problem, it's up to me. β
"That's so thankful."
"What's polite, as long as you can eat this good thing often." Jun Shaofeng said while not forgetting to throw chicken rice flowers into his mouth.
Ning Xi thought about it, but still asked stubbornly, "I don't know if there are any special requirements for entertaining Fifth Master Jun?" The first time she saw Jun Qianyu, he was in a wheelchair, so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away, and the second time she saw him, it was in the private room of Quanjufu, although his face was obviously much healthier at that time, but in Ning Xi's mind, his image had already been fixed as weak and uncontrollable, and he was not good at walking.
Sometimes Ning Xi would secretly sigh when he thought of him, it was a pity that such a good-looking person with a good temperament couldn't walk. If Jun Shaofeng knew what she was thinking now, he would definitely laugh, but unfortunately he didn't know, he just felt inexplicable: "If there are any special requirements, just treat them with good wine and food." β