Hua Shangxue found the kitchen of the courtyard from the side hall, and happened to meet Amber on the way.

"The little lady came at the right time, and I was about to inform you that you came just in time, so as not to run again, come with the old slave first." Amber opened his mouth with a smile, led Hua Shangxue to the kitchen, and then called the cook in charge of the kitchen.

It was a middle-aged woman of about forty years of age, wide and fat, and at first glance it felt that Kong Wu was powerful, and it was really impossible to imagine that this could be a cook, not a butcher.

This person's name is Qi Niang, and it is really hard to imagine that at Qi Niang's age, he would be Amber's stepfamily.

Not only that, the two also have a pair of children, and now the daughter is married to a scholar from a poor family in the Huzhou area, and she is already the mother of a pair of children, and the son is following Mr. Jing's son on an errand and has already started a family.

Originally, the two of them didn't need to work so hard anymore, but Amber had always been accustomed to following Mr. Jing, so he followed Mr. Jing to Pushan Town.

Mr. Jing opened a academy here, but it was only a temporary idea, and he liked the outstanding people here, so he had the idea of seclusion.

In fact, Mr. Jing's home is at the foot of the Son of Heaven in Jingzhou, and he is also a well-known family in Jingzhou.

Hua Shangxue knew that these things were still told by Amber without concealment, anyway, in his opinion, since the master was able to give Hua Shangxue the jade pendant he carried, she still needed to know a little bit about these things.

Although Hua Shangxue was surprised by Mr. Jing's identity, she didn't think that Mr. Jing was simple, but now after listening to Amber's simple introduction, she understands that she is lucky to be favored by Mr. Jing.

Despite this, Hua Shangxue was not frightened by Amber's revealing background, and continued to borrow the kitchen with peace of mind and began to make her bamboo shoots.

First of all, the soup, just saw that there was chicken in the kitchen, or the hen that had laid eggs, boiling, just when she came to bring a small bamboo shoot, it was a little scalded last night, neatly bundled into a bunch of small bamboo shoots, just used to make chicken soup.

Let Qi Niang wash the chicken, blanch it and put it in the casserole, and then put the small bamboo shoots horizontally and vertically, cut them and place them neatly on the chicken, put them in a beautiful circle, and then add water and a little salt to taste, cover the casserole and put it on the stove to stew slowly.

The soaked bamboo shoots are washed again in clean water, and the fallen leaves that may be overlooked are cleaned out and placed in preparation for stir-frying and braising them.

It happened that there were a few pieces of beef in the kitchen, and Hua Shangxue was naturally not polite, and what surprised her even more was that she could find yam in the harvest season from October to January in this small kitchen, and the kitchen of a large family really could not be underestimated.

Qi Niang looked at the things Hua Shangxue selected, a pair of eyes that kept following her, no matter what, she couldn't have imagined that Hua Shangxue was going to cook the yam that had just been transported from Jingzhou, if it weren't for the fact that this was Mr. Jing's default thing, with a token as evidence, she didn't dare to let such a child waste at will.

However, looking at Hua Shangxue taking ingredients in an orderly manner and directing the maids in the kitchen to wash and chop vegetables, Qi Niang couldn't see that this would be something that a six-year-old girl in a small mountain village could do.

Hua Shangxue is directing the people in the kitchen to do things so smoothly at the moment, but she can't help but thank her grandfather for his teaching.

If it weren't for her grandfather who let her go to the mountain village to experience life when she was nine years old, and her mother was able to cook good food, and then let her learn kung fu for a few years at the request of her grandfather, I am afraid she doesn't even know a lot of things at the moment, let alone command people to work, and she has no stage fright at all.

Being able to retain the memories of the previous life and start over in this completely unfamiliar world is also a blessing in misfortune.

As the aroma of chicken soup in the casserole began to fill the kitchen, everyone who was still a little skeptical was somewhat relieved that some of the precious ingredients that were taken would not be wasted even if they were not delicious.

In the dish of stir-fried beef with bamboo shoots and yam, the taste of the beef is very important, first let people wrap the beef with gauze, put it on the cutting board, and let a person take the rolling stick to beat it on the beef, not too vigorously, as long as the tough tendons in the beef are knocked apart, and the beef will not be beaten into a meat puree, ingenuity is very important.

After beating almost, start to cut the beef into chopsticks thickness, one finger length, add seasonings to marinate for half an hour, go directly to the oil pan and fry it and then scoop it up, and then put the bamboo shoots, yam garlic and fresh green pepper with the head and tail into the pot and stir-fry, add the beef when you see it, and finally put it on the plate to complete the task.

Braised bamboo shoots, is to marinate the sliced pork belly into the pot and stir-fry, until with a hint of transparent color, add a little sugar and salt, and a little chopped pepper, the remaining bamboo shoots are added to the pot and stir-fried, add a little water, just the same amount of water in the pot, simmer a little, when the water is almost collected, the taste is also about the same, add a little onion and stir-fry for a while, try the saltiness of the juice After adding it, a dish is considered to be done.

Coupled with the chicken soup before, the materials brought by Hua Shangxue were completely done, and when I looked at it at this moment, Mr. Jing's study hall had already reached the time for lunch after class, and Qi Niang directly put the dishes on the table, looking at Hua Shangxue's eyes, which were smiling all the time.

"Little Miss, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good at such a young age, could it be that your ancestor opened a restaurant?" Qi Niang couldn't help but ask after finishing a few of her side dishes.

"No, my family is not a restaurant, but a tenant who farms. I didn't know this before, but I almost died some time ago, but I met the mountain god grandfather in the mountains in a dream, and he taught me these things. ”

"It turns out that the little lady is actually a blessed person who can be blessed by the mountain god." Although Qi Niang said this, Hua Shangxue could hear that this was just a flattery from her.

Hua Shangxue just smiled faintly and did not comment.

"Hey, it smells so good. Qi Niang, what good dishes did you cook today, when did you have such good cooking skills, why haven't you seen you perform it before? Mr. Jing's voice came from outside the dining room, and the two little heads behind him were Hua Xiaobao and Hua Xiaobei, who followed Mr. Jing into this courtyard for the first time.

I saw that the brothers kept sticking out their noses and inhaling vigorously, swallowing their saliva one by one, obviously making the aroma greedy.

"I've seen you, sir." A familiar voice sounded from another place, but it was Feng Ruo who came to the dining room from the other end, and saluted and greeted Mr. Jing when he saw him.

"Fengruo, why are you the only one, your father?" Mr. Jing immediately grinned when he saw Feng Ruo, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and liked Feng Ruo, a handsome young man, very much at first glance.

"When my father went to the study, he said that he was going to meet a friend in Pushan Town, and he would not be back until the earliest, but he would definitely come back before dinner." Feng Ruo answered, turned his head to look at Hua Shangxue, hooked his lips and smiled, and called: "Sister Xiaoxue." ”

Hua Shangxue smiled back, nodded, and responded: "Brother Fengruo, sir, Brother Bao, Brother Bei, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it after dinner, just try the two dishes and one soup I made." Ah, by the way, I have a bet with my husband, and my husband can't eat the food I made, so I won't ask him to taste it together. Hua Shangxue said that she had already taken the lead to run to the dinner table, sat down in the guest seat, and beckoned everyone to the table.

"Oh, there's still your cooking on this table?" Mr. Jing said very unexpectedly, and couldn't help but forget Qi Niang beside him.

"Master, the little lady did cook three dishes herself, and the taste is not inferior to the chef in the restaurant."

"Hey, Qi Niang will actually give you such an evaluation, come on, let me see what dishes you made, so that you won't eat the wrong dishes, and let you say that I don't keep my promises, that's not good." Mr. Jing said happily, the person had already walked to the main seat of the table, and looked at the dishes on the table, but he quickly saw the difference in today's dishes.

Feng Ruo was also curious about what kind of dishes a little girl like Hua Shangxue could make, and she also gathered around the table and watched with interest.

"This chicken soup is light, this beef is slightly spicy, and this braised pork belly is sweet with a hint of spiciness, all of which are dishes I cooked, and please don't mind that my cooking skills are too poor and waste the ingredients, as for the joking agreement with Mr., Mr. Don't take it seriously, I'm just a joke." Hua Shangxue smiled and pointed to the dishes she had cooked on the table, and said so.

"Oh, that's a joke. That's good, otherwise I can't eat it just by looking at it, and it will really kill me. Come on, come on, sit down, and try the little girl's cooking. Xiao Anzi, Qi Niang, you should be together, master, I am happy today, and I don't need to restrain those meaningless dead rules. Mr. Jing smiled happily and beckoned everyone to take a seat.

"No, sir."

Amber and Qi Niang obviously knew that Lu Dao would be like this, and did not refuse Mr. Jing's order, and went directly to the table.

The maid who was waiting on the side divided the chicken soup for everyone first, and one bowl per person was just right, no more and no less.

Hua Xiaobao and Hua Xiaobei couldn't help but move when they saw what they were eating, but it didn't turn into gobbling up, but they ate a little urgently, but they couldn't stop saying that it was delicious.

Feng Ruo drank the chicken soup slowly, and was surprised by the sweetness of the chicken soup, and the crisp little bamboo shoots made him feel a novelty, and it was the first time he had eaten such food.

After drinking the soup, I tried beef and braised pork, and the taste was very suitable, and people couldn't imagine that this dish would be cooked by a six-year-old girl in linen clothes.

Feng Ruo was eating, but he couldn't help but glance at Hua Shangxue more, only to feel that the small body, immature face, and very casual demeanor, sitting next to Mr. Jing did not have a trace of discomfort, is it ignorance, or is it nature?

Looking at the snow on such flowers, Feng Ruo couldn't help but be a little curious.

What kind of talent can cultivate such a special little girl?

Is she really just a little girl raised in a small mountain village by a small tenant family?

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