At the beginning of September, the weather was still hot, and the sun was shining brightly.

A layer of sticky sweat appeared on his back.

The old eunuch's voice and tone dragged on very long, like singing, first praising the love of God, then praising the glorious deeds of the ancestors of the Great Wei, and finally praising the benevolence and benevolence of the saint and the queen mother.

"Yeting Huanyi Bureau, Zhong Qinfang."

"Hanging the furnace bureau, Wu Cui."

.....

Han Chuan hid his hands in his sleeve and counted them one by one.

One, two, three, four... Fourteen...

Not yet her.

There are only fifteen shares.

There was one last glimmer of hope left.

The old eunuch paused, his eyes squinted at the group of people standing in the dark, and a sneer came out of his throat.

Get out?

What's the deal with going out?

It is true that the one who can enter the palace as the daughter of the palace is a son of a good family, but if the father and mother are distressed and the clan loves them, who will push people into the palace? Isn't it just for the sake of making up for two or three taels of silver every year? When a woman from this kind of background goes out of the palace, she is also duckweed!

In the palace, you can still eat and clothe yourself, and save some money.

Outside the palace, your father and brother will marry whoever you want, and your silver, jewelry, clothes, and even you are someone else's!

The old eunuch's undisguised sneer made the atmosphere outside the second gate even more tense, and he cleared his throat, looked at the cloth, and finally pronounced the last name.

"The dining room in the court, He Hanchuan."

The voice was very close, but Han Chuan felt as if it was coming from the other side of the mountain, and it was ethereal into a faint silk thread next to his ears, but it broke the eardrum and hit the depths of his mind.

Han Chuan didn't stand firm on his feet, trembling and almost falling.

She was a little overwhelmed, her mind was blank, and she knelt down with everyone to thank her, singing unconsciously in her mouth, "Slave knock thank Huang Enhao, congratulations to the Queen Mother's birthday!" ”

The crowd dispersed overwhelmingly.

A cicada screamed and jumped up all of a sudden, Xiao Qiu'er rushed through the bustling crowd, grabbed Han Chuan's hand, and Grandpa Bai's beard was on Bai Sixi's shoulder, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes...

"Let's go back to the dining room first." Grandpa Bai's thick palm patted Han Chuan's shoulder.

Han Kumumu was stunned and said yes, and walked towards the inner dining room with the flow of people.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the dining room is warm and foggy, and the people in the dining room all come around at once, talking nonsense.

"Why did you get out of the palace!? I thought Han Chuan was going to Chengqian Palace to serve Concubine Shun! ”

"I thought Han Chuan was going to serve Concubine Shuniang!"

"Why are you out of the palace! After that, I mixed with my master, became a housekeeper and aunt, and waited until I was twenty-five or thirty, and I saved a lot of money and went out of the palace, wanting to buy a house, buying a house, and buying land! ”

"You know the! Have you seen an aunt in her twenties leave the palace! All of them were forty or fifty years old and couldn't do anything before they were kicked out of the palace! ”

.....

The hoarse voice of the little eunuch and the sharp voice of the palace maid formed a wall around Han Chuan, she sat and squatted on the small stool with her support on the stove, and watched the fireworks in the stove hole soar high, and were blocked by the inner wall and retracted as if they had touched the wall.

With a wave of her arms, she motioned for others to get out of the way, and she said, "... You don't know! At that time, there was only one last share left! I'm about to cry! Who would have expected that we would call our Chu'er's name! It's really thrilling! A cicada propped up on the stove, with joy on her face, poured a cup of sour plum juice and drank it, and sighed comfortably, "We are blessed!" What a blessing! Let the daughter of the palace return home, once in ten years, right? They are all old, sick, and unable to walk! Let's have a hand..."

Grandpa Bai pressed Cicada's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Is there nothing to do!?" Ready for lunch? Are you ready for dinner!? Chu'er, your tofu shredded is cut? Sensei said that you still have a few days to leave the palace, even if you leave the palace tomorrow, you have to take care of it today! ”

Grandpa Bai's roar calmed down the turmoil, and the inner dining room returned to temporary calm.

Han Chuan stood up with the stove, buried his head and spread the tender tofu mound on the palm of his hand, took out the close-fitting carving knife and cut the filaments seriously, the tofu was delicate, and it was broken when touched, this is a dish of extremely exquisite knife work, first cut the tender tofu into slices, press and pour it on the side with the knife surface, and cut the shreds with the second knife.

It is said that it is the second knife, but in fact, this blade is not next to the chopping board, and the knife falls and the knife falls, and only the fine inner fat of the tofu is cut off.

Use the knife surface to pick up the tofu and sink it into boiling water, the tofu roots are clear and the thickness is uniform.

This is the most difficult process of Wensi Tofu.

Wensi tofu is a famous dish in Huaiyang, and the exquisite thing is the knife work.

Can't you eat a whole tofu sund? I can eat it.

Can't you eat a few pieces of tofu? I can eat it.

Can't you eat crushed tofu into tofu soup? More flavorful.

If you don't make the dishes look like you can't afford to eat, how can you reflect the dignity of the diners?

Han Chuan smiled, feeling that his pounding heart gradually slowed down, the heat on his face slowly subsided, and even the buzzing voice in his head gradually disappeared.

Han Chuan skillfully cut the mushrooms, fungus, winter bamboo shoots, and golden needles into filaments of the same length and width, roasted half of Jinhua ham through the fire, bleached the white fat solidified on the skin into crystal clear oil flowers, took a small dagger and cut five thin slices, borrowed the ginseng chicken soup that was boiled yesterday, and put all the ingredients except the tofu shreds, and boiled out the freshness and fragrance after a while.

Han Chun lifted the lid of the pot to take a look, crushed the steamed pumpkin, and turned the warm yellow pumpkin puree into the pot.

Grandpa Bai saw it and frowned, "Pumpkin puree?" Does Wensi Tofu have pumpkin puree? ”

Han Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Pumpkin puree is used to turn into the pot to enhance color and thicken." No matter how much you boil chicken soup, you can't boil it out of golden, yellow-orange-orange color, right? No matter how much you boil it, you can't get a slimy texture, right? - unless you add water and starch to thicken..."

"But if you add water starch, it's not a soup, it's a bowl of soup." Grandpa Bai took the bottom of the silver spoon, took a sip of the taste, nodded, the taste was okay, the choice was an unripe pumpkin, the sweetness had not yet come out, so as not to rob the taste of the bottom soup, seeing that Han Chuan was seriously watching the fire and trying the dishes, he touched Han Chuan's head, "Such a clever thought, if it is a man, he will definitely be able to be the master of the imperial dining room, but it's a pity..."

Grandpa Bai didn't finish his words.

Han Chuan heard a little rare and reluctant.

In the dream, she was selected to serve the concubine in the inner palace, and when Grandpa Bai sent her away, she seemed to be elated, right? Do you think her life will get better and better, and she will definitely have a broader and more open future?

But God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

Grandpa Bai probably didn't expect that she would be depressed for the rest of her life and not die well, right?

Grandpa Bai leaned on crutches and went out, and Han Chuan felt a pair of eyes that had been watching him, so he looked up.

It's all good.

Maybe it's hot, and your brain is confused, right?