It rained lightly for three or five days in a row.

March day, the face of the doll, a few days ago was "warm wind smoked tourists drunk", these days, the tenacious cold air suddenly killed a horse gun, came to a people untouchable spring cold.

When I came to Xiangguo's mansion, I only wore a silk yarn and gold embroidered dress, or Princess Qi finally turned out of the bottom of the box, when I left the house, she pulled me and told me to be careful about her baby skirt, don't shave, rub, dirty. If I hadn't really had to wear it, I would have wanted to take off her torn skirt and throw it in her face.

Princess Qi's torn skirt is so precious, not to mention other things.

So when I came to Xiangguo's mansion, I came empty-handed, I didn't take a bag, I didn't bring a piece of jewelry, and I didn't even have a change of clothes.

This morning Lan Xiang came to me and brought me a cotton cloak, and I was still shivering from the cold.

I leaned against the stove to keep warm, and the silly girl handed me a bowl of hot ginger tea, which I quickly picked up, and threw my neck back and dried it up.

The silly girl smirked at me, I handed her back the water glass, touched her little head and said, "Niu'er, bring my sister another bowl." ”

The silly girl happily went to fetch the teapot.

I don't know what kind of stupid girl I am, anyway, this cute little girl has always been responsive to me.

"Feng girl, it's suddenly cold this day, you don't bring extra clothes, there are a few sets of cotton clothes there for the stupid girl, although it is not a good material, but it is very warm, if you don't dislike it, I will get it in a while, you will wear it first." Uncle Kunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead with his flour-stained hands and said to me.

"That's no better, the stupid girl is my sister, how can I, who is a sister, dislike my sister's things, thank you Uncle Kunzi first."

Uncle Kun Zi nodded, and turned to continue kneading the dough.

"Uncle, I'll help you." I was just about to get up, but Uncle Kunzi pushed me back.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you warm up for a while, I'll do this work myself."

My heart is warm, I have only been in Xiangguo Mansion for a few days, but the people here are very good to me, especially Uncle Kunzi, who simply spoils me as if I was his own daughter.

"Uncle, are we still eating steamed buns today?"

"Yes, steamed buns can eat a full stomach, and when the stomach is full, you have the strength to work."

The silly girl wiped the flour on Uncle Kunzi's forehead with a handkerchief, and then brought me the ginger tea in her hand.

I felt much warmer by this time, so I took a small sip in my hand.

"Uncle Kunzi, I really don't want to eat steamed buns, let's eat something hot today, how about some noodles?"

Uncle Kunzi replied with a smile: "It's good, it's just that I can't make this soup." ”

"It's okay, Uncle Kunzi, you can roll the noodles, and I'll make the marinade."

"Good!" Uncle Kun Zishu mixed the dough that had been lumped together on the board, kneaded them all together, and then used a rolling pin to roll them into cakes, and after rolling them out to almost a thick thickness, he folded the dough repeatedly, and then used a kitchen knife to cut the noodles into noodles of the same thickness.

This day is suitable for eating something spicy to warm the stomach.

A steaming bowl of hot and sour noodles is a perfect match for the cold and damp weather.

Fortunately, it was not yet time to eat, and the cauldron in the kitchen was idle, so I asked Aunt Qin, and said hello to Sister Ma, who was in charge, and picked up a few abandoned garlic cloves and green onion leaves on the ground by the way.

The main dish of Xiangguofu at noon today is steamed oysters with garlic vermicelli, so Aunt Qin procured five large baskets of oysters, and a few little maids picked out the oysters one by one, and the shells that were too small and too big were not wanted, leaving only the ones that were evenly proportioned in size and full and fat.

The five large baskets of oysters were picked and picked by them, and in the end, only half of the baskets were qualified, and the rest had to be thrown away. I secretly went to pick up a dustpan and came back, it was all good things, and it was a pity to lose it.

Sister Ma's assistant cook, Su Zhen, was killing chickens, and I squatted next to her to guard.

Su Zhen's technique is skillful and sophisticated, and the knife falls in her hand, without a trace of hesitation, the big is still fluttering, but her head has already fallen to the ground. When the chicken dried up the blood, Su Zhen threw it into a large bucket filled with boiling water, and plucked out the chicken feathers after dividing it by two.

As a former colleague, I still feel a little sad when I watch it being decapitated and hairless, but when I think of chicken stewed potatoes, roast chicken, white chopped chicken, and called flower chicken, I can't help but swallow my saliva.

"It's useless for you to look around here, I won't even give you a cock ass." Su Zhen grabbed the two chicken paws, fished them out of the bucket and put them on the board, ready to debon.

I smiled and said cheekily, "It's okay, Sister Suzhen, I'll just see if there's anything I need help with." ”

Su Zhen held down the red headless chicken with one hand, and turned over a knife in the air with a knife in the other, only to see a flash of cold light, a kitchen knife flew up and down in her hand, she danced the steel knife in her hand like a martial arts master, I didn't even have time to see her moves, in an instant, everything had calmed down, one hundred and twenty chicken bones, neatly placed on the board, and the chicken had been put on the plate.

I couldn't help but applaud and applaud, and Su Zhen gave me a blank look.

"It's useless to pat yourself on the back."

"Sister Su Zhen, with your own kung fu, it's a pity that you don't go into the rivers and lakes to punish rape and eliminate evil."

Su Zhen smiled sadly at me, "My father turned out to be an executioner, and he stabbed three thousand knives on the prisoner, and the prisoner did not die. ”

I couldn't help but shudder.

Su Zhen put the chicken bones on the board into a dustpan and threw them to me, "Take it and throw it away." ”

I thanked him repeatedly, and walked to the stove with a dustpan of chicken bones.

Silly girl helped me make a fire, I got up from the pot and poured water, then peeled the oysters, took out the oyster meat, at this time the water in the pot was boiling, I poured all the oyster meat into the pot, and then used a spatula to stir constantly, the oyster meat out of the glue, accidentally will stick to the bottom of the pot. After about half an hour, I took out the oyster meat and picked out the shells that I had brought in, leaving only a clear and thick soup base in the pot, covering the lid, turning to low heat and slowly reducing the oil.

The oil from oyster meat is the most delicious, whether it is in soup or stir-fry, just add a small spoonful to bring out the bland ingredients.

I prepare a large clay pot to prepare the soup, spread the green onion and ginger on the bottom of the pot, then stack the blanched chicken bones, add the water full of ingredients, seal the jar, boil over high heat, simmer over low heat, and wait for an hour or so.

The chicken soup is stewed here, and the oyster sauce over there is already time to start the pot, and the stupid girl found me a small ceramic jar, and I poured the oyster sauce into it carefully.

"Feng girl, the noodles are ready, do you want to get in the pot now?"

I walked up to Uncle Kunzi's noodle table, picked up a noodle with chopsticks, and the thickness of the noodle jumped in the air, full of strength.

"Uncle Kunzi, let's get out of the pot, I'm hungry."

"Okay!"

Uncle Kunzi added a fire to the stove, and the silly girl carried a bucket and poured water into the pot, and with a stabbing sound, the water vapor rose, evaporating my favorite fireworks.

The chicken soup on my side is also ready for the heat, but I can't open the can in a hurry, and I have to simmer for a while after the heat is turned off, so that the last bit of aroma can be condensed into the fragrant soup.

I found another big bowl, cut into the green onion, ginger and garlic, add chili noodles, pepper powder, boil oil in the pot, wait for the oil to smoke, pour into the bowl, for a time the pepper fragrance overflowed, the house was full of aroma, Aunt Qin, Sister Ma They couldn't help but come around to see the excitement.

"What are you doing, it's quite fragrant."

Uncle Kunzi replied, "Noodles! ”

Sister Ma said: "There are so many flowers and tricks in the next noodle, this battle, I thought I was going to do a mountain and sea banquet." ”

"If you want to make a bowl of noodles delicious, the procedure is no simpler than a table of mountains and seas." As I spoke, I poured the simmering chicken broth into a large bowl, then dripped two drops of balsamic vinegar and finally dissolved in a teaspoon of oyster sauce.

"My soup is so boiled!"

Alas... This long-lost satisfaction is happier than I am for a single ingot of gold.

Uncle Kunzi scooped out the boiled noodles and put them in my soup marinade, and finally sprinkled with green onion and coriander.

A large bowl of hot and sour noodles is done.

Woo, Boom.

"Cool!"

I slapped the bowl on the table and stroked my full, warm stomach, which felt very ironing.

The silly girl smiled at me with the licked bowl of noodles and said, "Yes." ”

I touched her little head and said apologetically, "No, my sister will make it for you in the future." ”

"My sister made this face? It's so delicious, I've never eaten such delicious noodles. Lan Xiang looked at me with a look of adoration with starry eyes.

This girl was in a good time, and when she came, there was just the last bowl left in the pot.

I said very proudly: "This is all trivial, as long as you follow my sister and me, you will enjoy endless blessings, and I will let you out of the slaughter in a few months." ”

Lan Xiang pouted and said, "You feed me as a pig!" ”

I grinned and dodged her little pink punch.

Uncle Kunzi drank the last mouthful of soup at the bottom of the bowl, and said to Aunt Qin: "Feng Yatou's hand is so skillful, it's a pity to follow me, Xiangqin, you see, why don't you transfer her to your hand and take it." ”

Aunt Qin shook her head and said: "Kang Jingguo's diet is still fine, and the pasta will not enter the stream after all, and it will not be able to go to the banquet of large families. ”

I'm actually quite willing to follow Uncle Kunzi, he is kind, he does more and less work, he never cares about me, I sometimes go to work late, and he helps me cover up. Aunt Qin is different, she is strict, there is no room for sand in her eyes, if I follow her, then I will be guilty.

Aunt Qin has always said yes, and Uncle Kunzi had no choice but to give up.

I was also relieved.

Lan Xiang tugged at my sleeve and whispered, "I got a new jar of Zidian red robe, let's go taste it." ”

Lan Xiang belongs to the small foreman of the third-class maids, and she basically doesn't work, so she has a lot of time to wander around, and she comes to me for tea when she has nothing to do.

I looked at Uncle Kunzi, and he smiled at me and nodded.

I grabbed the silly girl and slipped out with Lan Xiang.