Chapter Seventy-Two: Trouble
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the maids and maids in the Lin Mansion had already gotten up to do their work, and those with a little status were also freshening up in the house at this time, and the dining room should send breakfast to the end in a little while.
While dealing with chickens, ducks, fish, melons, fruits and vegetables on the board, several cooks did not forget to urge Ning Liuying to hurry up and make a fire.
Ning Liuying sat on a small stool in front of the stove and was stunned for a moment.
Although she didn't do the work of those subordinates before, when she was the master, she saw that the subordinates around her did a lot, and it was not difficult to do it herself, but she had never even seen it in this life.
"Hurry up! The masters are still waiting for our dining room to deliver breakfast, why are you still stunned here! ”
The dissatisfied voices of several cooks sounded again.
Ning Liuying looked left and right at the materials and utensils around her, and only after a while did she hesitate to grab a handful of hay from the haystack beside her.
She stuffed the hay into the stove, lit it with a match, and picked up a few pieces of wood from the firewood pile next to her and threw them in.
It's just that she has never lit a fire before, and she doesn't know how to choose good firewood. The firewood she threw into the stove was hard, and the chopping pieces were so large that they could not be burned for a while, but billowing smoke came out.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
Ning Liuying was so smoked by the smoke that she almost cried, but she was worried that these cooks were urging, and seeing that the fire in the stove could not be ignited, she simply took a blowtorch and stretched it into the stove to blow violently.
Fortunately, not only did the fire not ignite, but the billowing smoke rushed out and shrouded the air over the dining room.
As soon as the cooks who were processing the ingredients saw this scene, a burst of anger rushed to their hearts, and as soon as they threw the kitchen knife, they scolded Ning Liuying: "I wronged you by letting you do something, didn't you?" It's just a fire, and this kind of little thing is done so badly! ”
"I ...... I don't know how this happened......" Ning Liuying explained a little weakly, "This firewood doesn't seem to be chopped well, it's all hard firewood, it's too big, and it can't be ignited with hay for a while, I'll think of a way." ”
As soon as they heard Ning Liuying's explanation, the kitchen girls became even more angry.
There is no small house in the Lin Mansion that helps the dining room, and all the work in the dining room is done by this group of kitchen girls, who are sturdy and can carry water and chop firewood.
Listening to Ning Liuying's meaning, are you saying that the firewood they chop is not good?!
A fat and sturdy cook glanced at Ning Liuying with some disgust, and said dissatisfied:
"Little slut, do you mean that you don't like our firewood splitting? It took a lot of effort on our women to prepare all this firewood, and you didn't do anything, and you still wanted to pick and choose? ”
The other cooks also chimed in, "Yes, yes! You don't need to do this to carry water and chop wood, we pity you for being too weak, but I didn't expect you to dare to dislike this? If you don't do things well, you can't do them well, but don't give yourself any excuses! ”
The cooks attacked it in groups, one by one, a "little slut", accusing Ning Liuying of not being grateful, and only knowing how to pick and choose.
"I'm not ......" Ning Liuying couldn't argue, so she had to smile bitterly.
At this moment, I don't know which cook suddenly shouted:
"What are you used to her eldest lady's temper doing! We all come to the dining room to do things, how can it be so expensive? Since this little slut thinks the firewood is not good, then ask her to chop it herself, so that there will be no reason to say that we are not doing well! ”
The cook shouted, and the other cooks echoed. Someone had even stepped forward to pull Ning Liuying's arm and pushed her vigorously into the courtyard of the dining room, where there was still a pile of untreated wood.
"This ...... I can't chop wood! Ning Liuying was shocked, she clung to the door frame of the dining room and was reluctant to go out, and was very resistant to the arms that the cooks pulled forward.
With her weak body, I'm afraid she won't even be able to lift an axe for a while, let alone use her strength to chop wood!
The group of kitchen ladies didn't care if Ning Liuying could do this, and sarcastically said nonchalantly:
"It's all the people in the dining room, you can't do what we can do? We don't want to embarrass you, this work of carrying water is much heavier, do you think we want you to do it? You can't make a fire, so go chop! Don't grind! ”
"I really can't!" Ning Liuying shook her head desperately.
However, even though she resisted desperately, she could not match the strength of the cooks, and was forcibly thrown in front of the pile of untreated wood in the courtyard.
"These are good wood, remember to work hard, don't break it! If you can't even do such a small thing, don't even think about eating! The cooks mocked loudly as they went back to the dining room to continue working on the ingredients and cooking on the fire.
Ning Liuying stood in place and hesitated for a while, until her empty stomach made a hungry sound, and finally sighed and stepped forward to grab the axe.
Although this iron axe is not very big, the weight is not light, and it is heavy in his hand, and Ning Liuying's small body is really a little unbearable.
But there was no way, thinking that he might not even have food to eat if he couldn't do this well, Ning Liuying could only grit her teeth and pick up the axe desperately.
She lifted the axe in her hand high and fell down so hard that she could almost use all her strength to chop through the wood. Sometimes you can't cut to the end, and you have to spend more effort to chop.
Repeating the mechanical action like this, Ning Liuying's tiger mouth hurt, and the palm of her hand was gradually ground out of blood blisters. But she was already dizzy from hunger, and she had forgotten the pain in her body, and could only repeat the work in this painful situation.
The group of cooks ignored Ning Liuying, and just concentrated on making the breakfast of the various masters in the Lin Mansion in the dining room. One after another exquisite dishes were sent out of the dining room, and the fragrance wafted far away, making Ning Liuying, who was alone in the courtyard chopping wood, even more bitter in his heart.
After the breakfast of the masters was finished, the cooks prepared their own meals.
Ning Liuying was chopping wood in the yard while peeking at the meal prepared by the cooks for themselves, and seeing that the cooks had already begun to use the meals, she glanced at the firewood that had split a hill, and then put down the axe in her hand and walked into the dining room.
As soon as they walked into the dining room, there was no one to take care of Ning Liuying, and they all ate the food in their own bowls.
"That...... I ......" Ning Liuying hesitated, not knowing how to speak.
A cook glanced at her, knowing that she also wanted to eat, and a disdainful smile appeared on her face, "What, you still want to eat?" Don't look at how much firewood you have chopped, just think about begging, dream about you! ”
"But the firewood I chopped has obviously been more in the dining room, you can't do this." Ning Liuying frowned, trying to argue with reason.
Seeing that she dared to fight, the cook glanced at her with a smile, and then took out a bun out of nowhere and threw it on the ground.