"Your massage skills are really good." Gu Xiaoyou said lazily.

"If you like it, Miss." Zhixia said with a smile, massaging Gu Xiaoyou more attentively.

"Press another stick of incense, you can rest, after a day of shop, you are also tired." Gu Xiaoyou said in a bit of confusion.

"The slave and maid cut the paper, how tired can they be." Zhixia replied.

“…… It's also tiring to do it. Gu Xiaoyou's eyelids began to fight, and he said vaguely.

"The slave didn't do anything, speaking of the store, there are new customers in the store today, and the new tricks you taught me are welcome." While massaging, Zhixia happily shared interesting things that happened during the day with Gu Xiaoyou.

After talking for a long time, Gu Xiaoyou didn't make a sound, Zhixia blinked, leaned over and saw that her young lady had already fallen asleep.

Zhixia hurriedly slowed down his movements, and gently covered the quilt on Gu Xiaoyou's body, and carefully folded the quilt.

She blew out the candles, stepped back to the door, and quietly pushed the door away.

Gu Xiaoyou slept sweetly, and slept until dawn.

Lying on the bed and stretching, Gu Xiaoyou yawned loudly before getting up from the bed.

took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it showed six o'clock, Gu Xiaoyou rubbed his eyes and sighed: "No matter how tired you are, you can't withstand the biological clock." ”

It seems that she has become accustomed to the morning routine, and the time to wake up is no different from usual.

Just thinking about it, the alarm clock of the mobile phone vibrate, Gu Xiaoyou poked on the screen, and said arrogantly: "I woke up earlier than you." ”

"I'm a hardworking little bee." Gu Xiaoyou sighed with emotion and got up from the bed slowly.

"Miss, are you up?" Zhixia's voice came from the door.

"Hmm." Gu Xiaoyou responded, and found a dress from the closet to change into.

Before the dress was changed, Zhixia gently pushed the door in, and she carried a basin of hot water: "Why don't you sleep more?" ”

"I can't sleep." Gu Xiaoyou fastened his belt and yawned again.

Then he walked to the basin stand, washed carefully, and after washing his face, Gu Xiaoyou was completely refreshed, although his shoulders were still a little sore, but he was much better than yesterday.

After Gu Xiaoyou finished washing, Zhixia picked up the wooden comb and said, "The slave combs your hair." ”

"Wear your hair in a strong bun, I still have to work today." Gu Xiaoyou sat in front of the dresser and admonished.

"Yes, miss." Zhixia's fingers deftly combed Gu Xiaoyou's hair, and soon combed a good-looking and strong bun.

Gu Xiaoyou shook his head to confirm that the bun would not fall apart: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Zhixia put away the wooden comb: "What is Miss going to do today, do you want to use a slave to help?" ”

"It's not a chore, I just have to make something to eat." Gu Xiaoyou said, draped the cloak on the hanger onto his body.

Zhixia tied her belt, straightened the hem of her clothes and said, "If you need it, go to the shop to find a slave." ”

"Got it." Gu Xiaoyou pinched Zhixia's little face, and left the room with her.

When the two of them walked to the door, they met Zhou, and the three of them got into the carriage together and went to Anyang Street in Lutan.

After a simple breakfast in the breakfast shop, Gu Xiaoyou took the recipe to the nearby market.

After spending a morning in the market, he first went to the iron shop to order some things, and then bought the required materials, and then Gu Xiaoyou returned to the shop and prepared to make roast chicken and duck.

She chose a tender little rooster and fetched water from the well, and soon two buckets of water were fetched.

Gu Xiaoyou said with emotion while dealing with the internal organs of the little rooster: "Now that I can make well water so quickly, I almost forget everything about the tap water." ”

As he spoke, his subordinates cleaned up the little with quick movements, and looked at the ingredients in their hands: "If my parents see me doing this, their eyes will fly out." ”

After teasing her parents, Gu Xiaoyou made a basin of salt water according to the proportion, and put the little in the basin to marinate.

Wrapping the basin with a layer of cloth, Gu Xiaoyou sent the basin to the ice cellar.

The ice cellar was still being repaired when Gu Xiaoyou asked the workers to dig it, and there was an ice cellar in the courtyard of each restaurant.

After the restaurant opened, ice was basically used everywhere, and the ice cellar was used, and the income has long been offset by the money for building the ice cellar.

Zhou didn't complain, and felt that Gu Xiaoyou had a vision.

Where is her vision, she has no choice, she has no refrigerator and can only use an ice cellar.

With nostalgia for the refrigerator, Gu Xiaoyou put the basin away and set a twelve-hour alarm clock on his mobile phone.

She took out the recipe and looked at it a few times, then went to look at the raw milk that had been placed in the ice cellar in advance: "It seems to be okay." ”

She muttered a sentence and took the buckets of raw milk out of the ice cellar.

The raw milk, which had been in the ice cellar for three days, had been divided into layers, with a layer of creamy water on top and skim milk on the bottom.

Gu Xiaoyou carefully fished out the cream water on the upper layer with a spoon, fished out several buckets of raw milk, and saved up a wooden basin.

Next is Gu Xiaoyou's least favorite part, stirring the cream water.

She sighed resignedly, picked up the big spoon, and kept stirring.

Gu Xiaoyou imagined himself as an emotionless stirring machine, and he didn't know how long it took to stir, but he could be regarded as achieving the desired effect.

Squeeze out the excess liquid with gauze, wash it with ice water, pour the water clean, and the yellow milk cubes are left in the basin.

Scraping it with a spoon on the yellow milk block, Gu Xiaoyou brought it to his mouth and tasted it, and the fragrant milk fragrance filled the tip of his tongue.

"Good pure butter." Gu Xiaoyou praised it, the milk in ancient times was really pure, and the butter made made tasted very positive.

It's just that butter is really hard to make, not to mention the time of stirring, not to mention the tiredness of hands, a bucket of raw milk can only make a little butter.

"It's a lot of work." Gu Xiaoyou put the butter back in the ice cellar and stored it, and then began to prepare other ingredients.

In the kitchen, with soy sauce and water starch, seasoning and a little oil, he made a small can of fake oil, and then prepared other condiments, Gu Xiaoyou patted the powder on his hand: "The ingredients for the roast chicken are almost the same, it's time to get the roast duck out." ”

Gu Xiaoyou brought the duck back from the market into the kitchen.

Then clean the duck, boil a large pot of hot water, and scald the duck from top to bottom, edges and corners with boiling water.

Gu Xiaoyou scalded it a total of five times before he stopped.

Mix well with honey and boiling water, add rice vinegar and an appropriate amount of rice wine, dip the juice with a brush, and brush it onto the duck.

Tsai carefully brushed every place with juice, and Gu Xiaoyou made another horse killing chicken for the duck.

Pressing the slippery duck in his hand, Gu Xiaoyou sighed with emotion: "I haven't ever pressed anyone like this, I will give you a massage first, and then let you try the strength of the nurse." ”