They entered the courtyard one after the other, generously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The girls of the info Shanggong Bureau often have to work overtime to catch up with their clothes, look at the princes and grandchildren in this palace, and the concubines who can be counted, which clothes are not worn once and then changed, and they can't be watered at all, which shows the huge amount of work they have. Therefore, Shang Gong Ju is one of the few places that has its own small kitchen. In addition, today's girls collectively pray for blessings and worship the Weaver Girl, and no one has come to this small kitchen.

"Let's make a fire, I'll clean up the chickens. Let's stew chicken soup, this one is delicious. ”

Ling An tied his apron and picked up a knife to chop the chicken. After a few slashes, the whole chicken was completely dismembered. Suddenly I felt wrong, and when I turned around, I saw Ming Ze stunned looking at the chicken carcass on the board, with a subtle expression.

Ming Ze has only eaten chickens and never seen chickens run, and this is the first time he has seen this kind of dismemberment of chicken carcasses.

"Why are you stunned, don't make a fire yet!"

"Ah...... Good! ”

This is the first growth of the chicken, the muscles are fresh and tender, it has been frozen in ice cubes, and it is the most delicious to make soup after thawing~ Ling An licked the corners of his mouth, kept his hands, and prepared the onion material.

With a "pop", there was a splash of water in the pot, and Ling An watched a piece of chicken bubbling and falling into the pot.

"Why don't you want this piece, what a waste."

Ling An squinted at him, "You eat chicken butts too?" ”

“……”

"Cut, heavy taste." Ling An was disdainful, and as soon as the spoon turned, he took out the chicken butt and threw it away, watching it roll a few times and be dragged into the mouse hole by a mouse.

Ling An's big iron spoon slammed on the edge of the pot, and he pinched his waist with one hand and looked at him, "My lord, where is the fire?" ”

It is estimated that he has come to the kitchen for the first time, not to mention the fire, and he has not even seen firewood. Ling An turned his head away, ignoring his embarrassing handsome face, and squatted down to make a fire. She couldn't understand how the first few cold people could fight with Ling An to come here? How wonderful the world must be to be so created and make people.

"I'm coming!"

He was righteous, and Ling An hurriedly handed him the bamboo tube.

"Blow on it, don't try too hard!"

Zhilan Yushu's son-in-law, wearing an official uniform, squatted on the edge of the stove and held a bamboo tube, probably dirty, and covered the mouth of the tube with his hand and blew elegantly......

"You're trying harder!"

"It's not that you said don't work hard!"

"Don't try too hard! It's not that it's not effortless! You blow mosquitoes like that! ”

His eyes narrowed dangerously, Ling An was stunned, and threatened her! Ling An's eyes widened and he glared back!

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Ming Ze threw Ling An a disdainful look at me, and blew with a tube in disgust. The fire in the stove was blazing, licking the tongue of fire and sticking out. Ming Ze's face was covered with layers of red glow on his cheeks due to the burning fire, and a layer of gold halo was faintly plated between his hair, and a little sweat on the corners of his forehead was full of light.

Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world, he is such a man.

"See what?"

Ming Ze wrung his brows and was quite puzzled, but suddenly soothed, and the corners of his mouth hooked, with a hint of mockery.

Ling An's heart jumped, he snorted coldly, took a spoon and splashed water on the chicken pieces (boiled them in boiling water), and fished them out when they were almost done.

Poor Ming Zeyou, she felt ...... in her heart when she heard you coughing constantly Joyfully!

"Come on, change some water and boil! Don't forget to use a crockpot! ”

Take your time, Aunt Ben is not in a hurry.

After the flying water, the chicken pieces were thrown into the cold water and bathed in the cold water, and then put them into the clay pot with the condiments and stewed slowly.

"Why cold water? Ice cubes are valuable. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense." Ling An glanced at him with disgust, "It's all for you to eat, okay, if I eat this chicken raw." ”

"Oh, thank you so much. Why use crockpots? ”

He held the bamboo tube and knocked on the ground leisurely, and with a serious face, Ling An was suddenly a little speechless. After pondering for a while, Ling An felt that he was giving this master a fireworks lesson, so he looked at it and said eloquently, "The general utensils are wide-mouthed, and the fragrance will waft out, and the soup will not be fragrant enough and the taste will not be strong enough." To make a delicious soup that will leave a lasting impression on your lips, you need to pay attention to every detail! For example, when cleaning chicken, the chicken fat cannot be completely removed......"

"Won't it be greasy?"

"Do you know what it means to make soup with oil? That kind of mellow and delicious taste, ah~ It's drooling just thinking about it~" Ling An smacked his lips and muttered, "And I didn't say that I kept it all." Also, the time to burn a cup of tea over high heat, oh, don't open the lid at the time of this cup of tea, to prevent the loss of fragrance. Then heat it with a simmer until it looks like it's open, and keep it warm with a crockpot. ”

"Only chicken broth?"

"Ha, my lord's requirements are really high. But keep the little one in one hand, and let the little one make you an orange egg custard as a snack after dinner~" Ling An kept his hands and mouths idle, "Put the milk, orange juice and caster sugar in a bowl, heat it through the water, and stir constantly until the white sugar is completely melted." Crack the eggs in the milk and stir well. Sift it on both sides, pour it into a small porcelain bowl and let it sit for half a column of incense. Put water in the pot, put the container in the pot, and after the water boils, the time for a cup of tea is low, turn off the heat and wait for a while and a half to be done~"

Putting the lid on the pot, Ling An clapped his hands with satisfaction. It was not easy for Ming Ze to listen to Ling An nagging so much for a while, which also made Ling An quite puzzled, she shook her spoon and tilted her head to look at him.

Ling An counted silently, just looked at him, and saw him looking at her with his eyes open.

"Borrowing water to bloom is a strange thing, water sinks into bones, and jade is a muscle ......" Ming Ze felt stupid at this moment, obviously a girl with an iron spoon, seeing that her hand movements were clean and neat, the fine white hand movements were non-stop, there was a strange brilliance in her eyes, and the whole person was full of vitality, as if everything was alive and fresh. It makes people feel peaceful and yearning. There is no doubt that the current Ling An is attractive.

"The face is like a peach blossom, and the eyes are shining......" Ling An pressed his head and smiled slyly at him, "Adults want to look at people like that~~~ Are people so beautiful and delicious~"

Ling An's electric eyes flashed, and Ming Ze silently got up and took a bowl of chicken soup.

Cut, no mood.

"Order chili peppers."

"What a mouth!" Ling An put down the soup bowl and went to find the chili peppers, remembering that it was in a porcelain box with a peach blossom pattern.

Sniff ......

Sniff sniff sniff sniff ......

Whoop ~ Ling An smelled it and found it, the sweet and charming intoxicating taste - osmanthus fragrance! Unexpected joy, flying treasures wow!

Ling An carefully followed the faint aroma, which stretched out its tentacles, tickling and teasing her heart and liver. Slowly, the aroma gradually became rich and intoxicating, and in a small porcelain box was Ling An's most greedy thing. Ling An carefully opened the delicate and light lid of the box, and inside was a large piece of jade and delicate osmanthus cake, with a little peach pattern flower in the center small and delicate.

Trembling, Ling An carefully placed it in the palm of his hand, carefully examining it, his eyes full of slippery jade bones. Slowly approaching the lip flap, I couldn't help but take a full breath of incense, which warmed people's hearts and sweet hearts.

Ling An naturally knew that her eyes must be as funny as a hungry wolf pounced on food now, but Ling An couldn't help it, and she didn't know when she liked it or completely sank into the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. When you encounter it, you can't extricate yourself, as if you are drunk, your whole body is soft and you keep calling, and your eyes are full of this intoxicating fragrance, the stronger and more intense, the more intense and enthusiastic than any incense.

Ling An held it reverently and put it in his mouth with great anticipation.

……

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Gone?!

The unfolded palm was empty, and there was not even a single scum left.

Ling An was in a trance for a while, only the residual fragrance lingered.

"You just like this?"

The voice is light and light, but it has a bit of a bewildering taste.

Ling An raised his eyes to look at him, two white fingers pinched the corner of the osmanthus cake, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his thin lips were lightly raised, and the jade-like osmanthus cake disappeared cleanly.

His mind wandered three times, his eyes flickered three times, and then he fixed on the crumb of pastry at the corner of his mouth, glowing with milky white light, soft and slippery. In a trance, Ling An reached out and carefully held his face and slowly approached. His even breathing seemed to be a little heavy, and his face was a little itchy, Ling An swallowed his saliva, and without a trace of hesitation, the tip of his tongue hooked the soft grain into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth, and it was as sweet as silk.

The opening and closing of the two lip flaps seemed to be saying something, Ling An'an didn't know, only felt a sweet fragrance enter his nose and rush to the top of his head, his whole body was hot, and he leaned up.

"Why—"