"Miss, how dirty the kitchen is, it's not a place for a noble lady like you. Either let's go see the cherry blossoms in the yard, it's said that they're about to bloom, or there's koi fish and rockeries on the other side of the pond......" Ah Ling followed beside her, crying with a sad face, how did this young lady go to the kitchen to get the smell.

Xining felt the noise, stopped, and said leisurely: "Ah Ling! ”

"Miss, what's the matter?" Ah Ling seemed to see hope, did she want to change her mind, and planned to go to the garden to feed the fish, and do these things that the noble lady should do.

Xining's eyes were deep and he looked up slightly at Ah Ling, who was three years older than the owner and half a head taller: "If you say more, go and get the board yourself." ”

Ah Ling was so frightened that she didn't dare to say more, and obediently followed her side.

The kitchen was preparing breakfast at ten o'clock, and when I saw Miss Zunzi coming, she knelt on the ground again.

Xining looked left and right, and the breakfast was vegetable porridge, vinegar-soaked bamboo shoots, and natto. The confectionery is soybean mochi, which is made from glutinous rice and soybeans that are cooked and then beaten together into rice cakes and cut into dim sum.

Flour is not affordable for ordinary people, so it is best to cook it and beat it to the end.

These freshly made, about twenty or so, are only the size of balls, and the food here is too small. Xining stretched out her hand and took one and stuffed it into her mouth, it was actually sweet. In this era, flour, sugar, and milk were all luxuries, and sugar made from sugar cane was transported by sea, which was more expensive than sue made from milk, and was generally used for medicinal purposes. This is a sweet boiled juice that can be sweetened.

Needless to say, the food in this village is better than in the palace. It's no wonder that during the banquet, the chef of Zhuangzi will be called over, on the one hand, to deliver seasonal vegetables, and on the other hand, to help.

The little housekeeper in the kitchen and the cook in charge of dim sum watched as Miss Zunko served all ten portions of mochi in one pot.

It's over, and it's time to make snacks again.

"Miss, let the slave come!" Ah Ling hurriedly took the plate with the snacks, at least it made the family think that it was not all eaten by the young lady alone, and it was a shame to have such a good appetite.

Hee rather than have the next meal or this little bit of stuff to feed the chickens, and to be honest, the chickens can't eat enough and can pick up bugs in the grass.

She thought for a moment: "Go and prepare a piece of pork, fifty-five or slightly fat." Prepare five slightly more tender bamboo shoots and a small piece of salted meat. When you're ready, send someone over and call me. ”

What do you want this for...... The kitchen steward hurriedly responded.

Out of the kitchen door, Xining directly took the plate in Ah Ling's hand.

Watching the young lady eat while walking, Ah Ling ......

Xining returned to the room and looked at the clothes on his body, even if it was a boy's clothes, they were too wide and inconvenient. The fabric doesn't need to be used for money, but there are quite a lot of fabrics.

Thinking of this, Xining instructed: "Go find scissors, needles and threads." ”

"Miss wants to embroider?" Ah Ling was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: "If Miss can embroider, it is one of the few young ladies in your country, and if it is known by the Taoist Elder and Mrs. Mingzi, I don't know how to be happy!" ”

The aristocratic ladies of this era generally don't need to use needlework, and if they can, of course, they can embroider like the Tang people, then they can be advertised as showing off their wisdom.

Thinking of this, Ah Ling hurriedly went to find needles and threads and scissors.

When she happily brought her things to the young lady, Xining, who had already pulled out a few more suitable clothes from the box, was waiting.

Ah Ling saw the young lady sitting cross-legged, picked up the scissors with one hand, picked up the clothes with the other, and began to cut. I was stunned......

In the previous mission, I received a lot of ancient maids, palace maids or young ladies, and I also accepted some of their memories, and although I can't be considered a master of making clothes, I can make do with them.

Although the clothes of this period were large and cumbersome, they were expensive in many materials.

After spending half a day cutting the pattern, I began to put on threads of similar colors and start sewing.

Ah Ling didn't know what Miss was going to do, but she looked like her. When did the young lady learn to cut clothes, but why are these clothes so weird?

was sewing, and the kitchen steward came over to reply in person, saying that the meat and bamboo shoots that the young lady wanted were ready.

It will take a while for this dress to be sewn, and you have to do it yourself, and the tailors here probably don't know how to sew it.

Xining stood up: "Take the bundle and bring it to me." ”

When she was working, she tied up her wide clothes with a belt, and Ah Ling was stunned again, what is Miss going to do?

Her lady went to the kitchen again, this is the second time she has been to the kitchen today.

The little steward nodded flatteringly: "This bamboo shoot was just picked from the mountain behind, and it still carries mud." This meat was just bought at the butcher's house in the village, his family kills a pig every three days, and today just killed one, do you look fat and thin? There is also this salted meat, which was pickled last winter, and the salt has already tasted good, and now it is the most fragrant. ”

Xining nodded: "It's just a little less." Tell someone to peel off the shell of the bamboo shoot and cut it into half-finger-long pieces; The meat and bacon are all cut into small pieces of the same size. ”

It seems that the young lady wants to see their skills, and the little steward immediately picked up the kitchen knife and quickly cut the fresh meat: "Did you hear it, I cooked the bamboo shoots and salted meat." ”

Immediately two cooks came up and quickly peeled the shells and cut the salted meat.

Xining also asked people to set up two pots, one pot to boil water, and the other pot to cook salted meat.

The knife skills are good, and they are all processed quickly, and they are washed with clean water. At this point, the water in the pot is also boiling.

Throw all the things into the boiling water and blanch them, and after scooping them up, the pot next to them is hot.

Oil is expensive now, and most of it is vegetable oil. And the lard has it, but I don't know how many days it has been left aside. So Xining told someone to throw the blanched meat directly into the pot to let the oil seep out on its own.

When the meat was slightly fragrant and the oil cooked the meat to a slight yellow, and the inside was medium-rare, Xining ordered all the meat to be thrown into a pot with salted meat to cook. When the meat is cooked, add the bamboo shoots and continue cooking.

At this time, the aroma has come out, but it will have to be boiled for a while. And there were no chairs here, there were cushions outside, and she didn't care about kneeling on the cushions of the next people, but she didn't like kneeling at all.

I saw a big rock in the yard outside the kitchen. On weekdays, it is used to sharpen kitchen knives, and the surface is smooth, and it is clean.

So he went over and sat down on the stone.

This move made the slaves around him stare again.

The little steward walked over nervously: "Does the young lady have any other orders?" ”

Xining sat on the stone: "It's okay now. ”

The little steward looked at Miss's personal maid, and Ah Ling was also confused, but Miss always looked indecent sitting like this. So he went over and said, "Miss should you go back to the house, and if there is anything to do, let them do it." ”

yes, I won't go back. The nobles could not eat meat, so they did not want them to secretly go and tell the maid sent by Lady Akiko to pour the soup.

Xining said lightly: "The sun here is very good, and the willow wind is not cold." ”

Don't go to the yard to blow the wind, run here to blow the wind, this young lady is either convulsive!

Think about the Diao slave who was hit by the board yesterday and is still lying on his stomach, what the master said is what, if you don't want to be hit by the board, don't talk anymore. Everyone waited quietly.