"Courtiers see the county lord!" The person who surprised Zhihua was the county lord of Minyi in front of him. Su Minyi didn't expect new students to join the cooking department, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "Excuse me." Since you have also chosen the culinary arts, we will definitely meet more often in the future, and I will not have to salute when I see me in the future. Zhihua got up, sat behind the county lord, and said no more.

The lord of Minyi is a very special storage zài in Beijing. Her mother, Princess Duanhui, was the only daughter of the first emperor and was once in love with Limeng. After Limeng launched the war of aggression against Jing'an many years ago, Princess Duanhui fled back to Jing'an from Limeng. The first emperor not only did not dislike the daughter of the wolf bèi who returned to China, but the favor was more prosperous than before the marriage, but everything the princess asked for was not allowed. What's even more legendary is that in the thirty-seventh year of Yongkang, the thirty-five-year-old unmarried Princess Duanhui became pregnant at an advanced age, and the child's biological father became a mystery. As soon as this news came out, almost all the imperial histories of the imperial court played impeachment, but unexpectedly, the first emperor was furious and reprimanded: "Duanhui, as the most noble princess in Jing'an, has fulfilled her duties as a princess and her relatives. The qiē she enjoys now is exactly the treatment that the proud daughter of heaven deserves. As a courtier, if you dare to criticize the princess of the Heavenly Family, you will be punished for contempt of the emperor's authority! "After the court staff killed a few stubborn officials who wanted to play again, no one dared to pursue the princess anymore. In the thirty-eighth year of Yongkang, Princess Duanhui gave birth to a daughter, and the first emperor gave the name Minyi according to the royal order and was named the county lord. The first emperor died in the 39th year of Yongkang, and the new emperor ascended the throne and changed the era name to Pingxi. The new emperor and Princess Duanhui are not from the same mother, after the death of the first emperor, Princess Duanhui no longer has the grace of the past, and her behavior is much more low-key. Over the years, she has been a closed-door woman at home, and rarely appears in front of people. A few years later, the origin of the county lord of Minyi is no longer taboo, and it has become the talk of many long-tongued ladies in the back house. When Minyi went to a banquet in the palace when she was a child, she accidentally heard someone talking behind her back for the first time, and she was furious on the spot, and ordered the maid to take a whip and personally beat the two mouthy women.

Today's culinary science teaches the making of zuò pastries. When the gentleman in class walked into the teaching room, he was a little surprised to see two students suddenly appearing in the teaching room, but she didn't say much, just briefly introduced herself: "My surname is Yun, and I will be responsible for teaching you how to make zuò pastries in the future." "I started lecturing.

"What I'm going to teach you today is how to make ice cream. Ice cream, as the name suggests, is pure white as snow, sweet and delicate in taste, and eating it is like tasting snow. The ice cream is delicious and easy to make, making it perfect for beginners. First, take an appropriate amount of rice noodles. What we are using now is the rice flour milled from the high-grade polished rice, and the ice cream made from such rice flour will be pure white and crystalline, and if the rice flour is ground with the middle and lower grade rice, the color will be yellowish, and it can only be called rice cake. As he spoke, Mr. Yun took out the ingredients from the cabinet with the ingredients needed for the day, and taught as he did. Now add the water and let the rice noodles turn into rice cereal. Stir with your hands while adding water, and when the rice cereal becomes dough-like dough, you can stop. Then start kneading the rice balls. The more you knead the rice dough, the more evenly colored the ice cream will be, and the more delicate the taste will be. Mr. Yun is worthy of being a palace maid in the palace, I saw her roll up her arrow sleeves, revealing her snow-white wrist to knead the rice ball, although she did the strength work, but the posture was beautiful, the movement was like flowing water, the rice ball seemed to have no weight in her hands, let her knead it round and flatten, and change various shapes. Making this kind of pastry was too easy for Mr. Yun, and after a while, she kneaded the rice dough. "Break off a small amount of rice ball, and when you see that it's like this, it's kneaded." As she spoke, she broke off a small piece of rice ball, put it in two small plates, and motioned for the two students to take it to themselves. It is not allowed to bring maids in the boudoir school, and all the affairs must be done by the ladies themselves. Seeing that the two students nodded their heads to indicate that they understood, Mr. Yun continued to teach: "Next, we have to knead the rice dough into the shape we want, knead it and steam it in the pot, and then sprinkle more or less sugar according to our taste, and the ice cream is finished." From today onwards, you don't have to go to the boudoir dining hall for lunch in the future, but will eat with the food you have made yourself after class. This is the ice cream for your lunch today. Satisfied, seeing that the two students in the hall were dumbfounded on the spot, Mr. Yun secretly laughed wickedly. Now I'm going to teach you how to knead the shape of rice cakes, first learn the simplest square ......."

After Mr. Teaching's teaching is over, it is time for the two students to practice hands-on. Zhihua closed her eyes first, silently recalled the teaching just now, and then got up and went to the ingredient cabinet next to Mr. Lesson Plan to get rice noodles. The Culinary Arts desk is custom-made at waist height, and there are wooden buckets with water and ladles under the table, as well as neatly chopped firewood. On the left side of the table is a small stove, because mastering the heat is a very important lesson in cooking, so students have to do their own work to make a fire and burn wood, and it is impossible to burn the fire or something. There used to be a daughter who loved food who chose to learn cooking, but when she saw that she was going to make her own fire, she was so frightened that she ran away, and never appeared in the culinary department again. Fortunately, in addition to chopping vegetables and lighting the fire, the rest of the rough words such as washing vegetables, chopping wood, and carrying water are still done by the handymen.

After taking an appropriate amount of rice noodles, Zhihua scooped out half a scoop of water from the wooden bucket under the table and began to make rice balls. When it was time to do it herself, she realized how difficult it was for Mr. Yun to do the seemingly simple action just now. The rice noodles are so viscous when they are dipped in water that they can barely be pulled out when you put your hand into them, and even if they are pulled out, they are covered with rice paste. Zhihua tried to add some more water, and it was better. Slowly, she seemed to have found the trick, and the rice cereal in her hand began to be gradually kneaded into rice balls. After the rice dough was formed, a new difficulty arose. Zhihua is also a pampered daughter on weekdays, and she has done any hard work since she was born, and her strength is very limited. She imitated the rice noodles that her husband had measured, and the rice balls she made at this time were about the same size as those made by her husband when he was teaching. However, the rice balls that are light and weightless in Mr. Yun's hands are as heavy as a thousand catties in her hands, and it is very difficult to knead. After a while, Zhihua used all her strength and sweated profusely, so she had to stop to take a breath and wipe her sweat.

Minyi's seat was in front of her, and she couldn't see how the county lord was doing at this time, but she saw that the county lord also raised his arms and wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and her raised palms were full of rice cereal, and it seemed that the results were not as good as herself. is also a fallen person at the end of the world, and Zhihua, who has never liked to meddle in things, blurted out: "County Lord, you'd better add more water." Hearing this, Minyi turned her head to look at Zhihua. When she saw the rice ball on her desk, she was surprised: "Are you ready?" Zhihua smiled embarrassedly: "No, I seem to have obtained too much rice noodles, and I can't knead them." Minyi also smiled, and she cheerfully said, "Then let's change!" I've practiced martial arts for a few years, and my strength is greater than yours, so I'll knead the rice balls. You're in charge of helping me get this damn pile of rice cereal. Zhihua didn't expect her to say this, and hesitated: "No, okay?" Kneading rice balls is hard work, or I'll do it myself, and I'll help you get rice cereal, so it doesn't take much effort. Minyi couldn't help but walk to her position and rub it with her hands, "It's okay, I have the strength!" Go get it for me, and you'll teach it to me here! The tone was quite bold.

Minyi's whipping happened in the court, and Zhihua's social circle couldn't detect the cause and effect at all. Therefore, she had only heard of the reputation of the allergic county lord for his violent temper, but she did not know how this reputation came about. When I saw the county lord today, I only felt that she was honest and kind, which didn't match the rumors at all, and I couldn't help but feel good. Perhaps, they will become friends in the future, Zhihua thought secretly. Minyi's thoughts are actually similar to her now. Princess Duanhui saw that her daughter was at home all day, either practicing martial arts or riding a horse and archery, and she didn't have any friends in the boudoir beside her, so she was worried that she would grow into a tomboy, so she forced her to enter the boudoir. Minyi hates to associate with those delicate and pretentious daughters, so she chooses a cooking subject that no one has studied. Who knew that a classmate suddenly appeared when the class was about to start.,Originally, she planned not to come again tomorrow.,After getting along, I found that this new classmate was not the same as those young ladies she hated.,At this time, there was also a sense of friendship.。 Minyi is a straightforward temper and does it when she thinks of it, so she takes the initiative to speak out while kneading the dough: "What's your name?" Which lady is it? How come I've never seen you before? ”

The rules of the culinary discipline are relatively loose, and there is no rule in the dogma written on the door that you are not allowed to speak in class, so even if Mr. Yun sits on the stage and closes his eyes to recuperate, the two dare to talk in a whisper. "My father used to be Lu Langzhong of the Ministry of Works, and I just received an official letter from the Ministry of Officials yesterday, and I am now the right waiter of the Ministry of Works. The little girl's name is Zhihua. ”

The social circle of the upper class of Jing'an is clearly distinguished, and the royal family relatives and subordinates who are in the holy family belong to the first-class and the first-class officials, and the second-rank officials and their families belong to the top-level social circle, from the second-rank to the fourth-grade officials belong to the second-rate circle, and the fifth-rank and below to the seventh-rank are the third-rate circles, and the petty officials after them belong to the list of not entering the stream. is not a person in the same circle, even if they attend a banquet together, they will not be arranged by the banquet host to sit together, so even if they are of the same age, Zhihua and Minyi do not have a chance to meet.

"What little girl? I've said it, I hate those red tapes the most, don't be polite to me anymore, or I'll ......" couldn't think of any threatening punishment for a while, Minyi paused before continuing to threaten, "Otherwise, I will ignore you!" Hum! Such childish words reminded Zhihua of her younger brother Lu Yan, so she teased Minyi like she usually teased Lu Yan: "Yes, county lord, the little girl obeys orders!" Minyi really exploded: "You still come to this set!" See how I clean you up! After speaking, he raised his hand with the rice ball and threw himself at Zhihua. Zhihua hurriedly dodged with a smile, and kept shouting: "The county lord is angry!" The county lord spares his life! The little girl doesn't dare anymore! ”

The two laughed together, and Mr. Yun deliberately cleared his throat heavily when he saw that the trouble was really unreasonable, and then the two remembered that they were in the classroom, and they were suddenly silenced. glanced at each other, only to see that each other's faces were covered with white rice balls, and at the same time couldn't help but "poof" a smile, and the intimacy arose.

After washing their hands and faces, Minyi and Zhihua continued to "do their homework". Zhihua's rice dough had been kneaded by Minyi, and now she began to knead her own. Zhihua was not in a hurry to pinch the figure, waiting for Minyi to knead the rice balls and do it together. While waiting, Zhihua suddenly thought of an idea, and immediately asked Mr. for advice: "Mr. Yun, since we make ice cream, can we eat it as cold as snow?" Mr. Yun, who closed his eyes and recuperated when he heard this, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and after thinking for a while, he had an answer: "When adding water, not ordinary water, but water soaked in mint, it should be possible!" Wait, I'll go get mint!" With that, she hurried to the inner room where the ingredients were stored.

Minyi's eyes looking at Zhihua were full of admiration: "Zhihua, you are so smart!" I can't think of that, you're so much better than me! Zhihua smiled embarrassedly and changed the subject: "My nickname is Ah Hua, you can call me like this in the future." By the way, I was born in the 37th year of Yongkang, what about you? "I was born in thirty-eight, so I'm younger than you. Ah Hua, don't call me the county lord, call me Minyi, my mother didn't give me a nickname. After speaking, Minyi stuck out her tongue, very playful.

"Kneaded! Let's pinch the pattern! After breaking off a small piece of rice balls and observing it, Minyi announced that it was done. I have a great idea, let's each do our own, let's not talk about what we do. When it was time for lunch, we guessed and ate. I guess what you do, you guess mine, you can eat it if you guess right. If you don't do well, I can't guess, I'm going to be hungry today! After being with Minyi, Zhihua unconsciously became more and more like a normal thirteen-year-old girl, with fun ideas one after another. This novel and interesting idea was immediately strongly approved by Minyi, but she didn't take Zhihua's threat to heart, and said with a wicked smile: "What does it matter? If I'm hungry, don't think about it. As soon as I'm hungry, my head will become stupid, and I can't guess how well you do then, everyone will be hungry together! ”

While talking and laughing, the ice cream was quickly pinched and placed in the steamer.

At this time, Mr. Yun finally walked out of the inner room, carrying a wooden barrel in his hand. "This is the water soaked in dried mint, and now the mint flavor has not yet been soaked, so let's use this water to make ice cream again in the afternoon and see how it works." Come, now I'll teach you how to make a fire, look at it, I'll only teach it once, and it's up to you in the afternoon. ”

Ordinary people use flint and steel to make fires in their homes, and the fire tools in the boudoir school are much better, and they are fire breaks. There was a lot of smoke when the fire was lit, and when the fire was burning in the stove, Zhihua Minyi and the others were both smoked to ashes, and they laughed again.

In the midst of laughter, the ice cream was finally steamed. It was also lunch time, and Mr. Yun refused to be retained by the two students and went to the school canteen by himself. Minyi couldn't wait to get the chopsticks, and was about to eat them first, but Zhihua hurriedly stopped: "I haven't sprinkled sugar yet!" Minyi stuck out her tongue and was a little stumbling, "yes, I almost forgot about this." I'll pick it up. After taking the sugar, Minyi picked up a piece of ice cream in her steamer, put it on a small plate, turned her head and asked Xiang Zhihua: "Ahua, do you like sweetness?" "Zhihua is taking the steamer on her stove with a handkerchief,

In the end, the two still modified the rules of the game, guessed each other's shapes, and if they couldn't guess, they would eat them as trophies. In order to avoid the situation of deliberately not guessing, the two said that no matter how much loot they had, they would eat it before school and not waste it. This is good, after playing and eating, both of them have round stomachs.

In the afternoon, Mr. Yun led them to make an upgraded version of Liangsisi ice cream, the ice cream made of mint water tasted really worthy of the name, cool and sweet, but unfortunately the two of them ate too much at noon, so they had to taste it, and the rest went into Mr. Wang's stomach with afternoon tea.

Happy times are always short-lived, and it's soon time for school to end. After reluctantly saying goodbye to Minyi, Zhihua got into the carriage waiting outside the Lu Mansion. Walking into the second gate of the Lu Mansion, Mother Wu, who had been waiting here for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the eldest lady!" The old lady instructed that you please go and see her as soon as you get out of school. ”