Chapter 679: Oil

"Something you have at hand? , what are you turning around, don't mess with me carefully", the chef said and took out a bamboo tube the thickness of a small arm from the corner of the desk.

Xilin took the bamboo tube, only to open the wooden cork above and a greasy smell wafted from the bamboo tube, Xilin immediately handed the bamboo tube back, and said with a disgusted face: "How long have you been putting this oil?" What a strange smell."

"If you don't want to use it, don't use it, I don't want to lend it to you yet, it's ...... such an expensive thing", the chef muttered as he recaptured the bamboo tube.

Seeing this, Hua Mian instructed Xiao Cui: "You go to my room, there are a few dark brown glass bottles in the box near the window, you take one and run quickly."

Hearing Hua Mian's words, Xiao Cui guessed that Hua Mian was going to use the ingredients brought out of the palace, although she felt that those ingredients were really a bit of a waste in the kitchen of this kind of roadside restaurant, but since Hua Mian had spoken, Xiao Cui immediately went to execute.

The restaurant was not far from Huamian's shop, and Xiao Cui returned after leaving only a moment, and put the glass bottle in his hand on the desk, which was not called fine, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"See? It's still glazed."

"How can they have such valuable goods? Looks pretty ordinary."

"It won't be...... How did you get it? The people of Beilin who appeared in the city at this time may not have committed a crime."

"Where's the ordinary?" , Someone interrupted everyone's conjecture and said, "Didn't you notice that there is a young master with a sword at that table of the Beilin people?" ”

"Who?"

Listening to his reminder, everyone looked at the table where Hua Mian was sitting before, at this time, Xi Lin, Hua Mian and Xiao Cui were all in the kitchen, and only Sikong Xiao was left at the table with a cake and ate slowly.

"That's the one, do you see, there's a sword hanging from your waist?"

"It's also wearing fine satin, tsk, I'm afraid it's the young master of a big family."

Saying that, a few people turned their heads to look at Xi Lin again, and chatted: "So this Beilin woman is probably the maid who accompanied the young master out."

"After eating the food in the house, you ran out and said that we can't eat?"

"But if she's really the maid of a rich and powerful family, I'm afraid she'll win."

"It's not simple, when she's ready, we'll say it's unpalatable, depending on whose maid she is, there are many of us, and it's unpalatable to be unpalatable."

The group made up their minds and continued to look into the kitchen, where Celine was opening the glass bottle and pouring the oil into the pot.

Seeing her heroic action of pouring oil, Huamian couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and muttered in her mouth: "You pour it slowly, this is respectful...... The second lady brought it out", Hua Mian almost said that it was brought out from the Hejing Palace, but fortunately, she found out in time and changed her name.

Celine poured most of the oil in the bottle into the pot, then poured the oil into the area where the center of the flour was kneaded, and then shook the last drop of oil from the mouth of the bottle to the dough a few times, and then put down the bottle after confirming that there was no more oil in the bottle.

Hua Mian took back the bottle distressedly: "Why did you use it all, we can use this bottle of oil for a long time......."

The dough mixed with oil is particularly easy to knead, the oil in the palace is very different from the one used in street restaurants, and the high purity makes the dough gradually show a golden oil film, and Celine then pats the roughly shaped dough on the large iron plate in the kitchen, and the sound of oil heating at the moment when the dough comes into contact with the warm iron plate spreads in the kitchen.