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Qiu Ling, who was already completely idle, watched them work from the sidelines, because she was afraid that they would be unfamiliar with the things in the kitchen, so she could teach them immediately.

There were many people and the speed was fast, and they began to choose dishes with all their hands and feet.

Since they didn't know how many dishes to cook, they asked the steward on the side.

When he was in the Yazi shop, the person who instructed him said that the food and dishes he ate were determined by the Lord's house, and he should not mix them with the dishes of the Lord's house. So, what they cook now is Miss's dishes.

For their ignorance of the inquiry, Qiu Ling began to explain to them the daily recipes of the young lady, and let them all keep it in mind.

After receiving the answer, the two women who came to question went back to take charge of the spoon.

They were the oldest of the six, and the steward had instructed them to take charge of the kitchen.

This position of the spoon was naturally handed over to them, and the four maids of Jin Ju, who were also in the kitchen, were also arranged to help temporarily because it was very late.

When stir-frying, the woman in charge of the spoon was born in a poor family, and when she put oil, she didn't dare to put too much, because it had become a habit for her.

When she released the oil, she would subconsciously feel that the oil was still a rare commodity at this moment, and it was still very expensive.

So in this case, she put down very little oil.

Qiu Ling, who was guiding on the side, saw the situation here, and then walked forward quickly, looked at the younger brother who was in charge, and said, "Although the seasonings in the kitchen are used, there is no need to count the hands and feet."

Will a dish without oil taste good? The answer, of course, is no.

When the younger brother woman heard this, she hurriedly nodded to Qiu Ling and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the slave will change, the slave will change."

In response to her apology, Qiu Ling nodded and said, "Let's work."

Hearing this, the younger woman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes." Then he turned around and added the right amount of oil to the pot again.

Seeing that one or two of them finally didn't make any mistakes, Qiu Ling went back to report to Miss about what happened here.

In the room, Gu Anning took out a piece of paper and wrote on it.

I saw that what she wrote on the paper was the corresponding dishes for each day, just like there were prescribed dishes every day in school.

Of course, the daily dishes she set on paper were for the slaves who were bought.

Gu Anning didn't intend to treat them badly, and there was no shortage of that bite to eat at home.

For the daily recipe, Gu Anning added two dishes to them, one meat and one vegetarian.

Making a list, Gu Anning dried the ink on the paper, and then walked out of the room.

As she walked out of the door, she met Qiu Ling who was walking towards her.

"Qiu Ling, there is something you need to do."

Gu Anning said loudly towards Qiu Ling, who was walking ahead.

Qiu Ling, who was about to find Miss, nodded, and then quickened her pace.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

When Gu Anning heard this, she handed her the piece of paper in her hand, and said, "The paper is arranged with the daily recipes of the people in the house, you can take it and let the two sisters and aunts in the kitchen understand it, and let them cook the next person's meals according to the plan on the paper."

Qiu Ling stretched out her hand to take the paper, thinking of what she hadn't reported yet, and then hurriedly reported it to the young lady.

Hearing that these people had been arranged both in life and work, Gu Anning smiled and thanked her in front of her.

For Miss's thanks, Qiu Ling naturally didn't dare to take it. Then he hurriedly ran to the kitchen and told the young lady what he had ordered.

But when the two women showed the paper, they had a look of confusion on their faces, and they could not understand what was written on it.

When she came, she had already said that if the two of them were illiterate, she would let herself explain it to them in detail.

So now, looking at the look on their faces, Qiu Ling was a little helpless and confirmed: "You don't know how to read?"

The two women nodded their heads, "We can't read." ”

Both of them are authentic village women, where can they know how to read.

All right! Then Qiu Ling began to explain to them what was written on it one by one, and asked them to write it down.

After teaching them a few times, Qiu Ling gave the paper in her hand to the two of them and said, "Do you understand?"

After being taught for so long, although the two of them are stupid, they can still remember this little thing.

"If you go back to the steward, the slaves and maids understand."

"Okay, now that you understand, let's get to work."

"Yes, steward."

After Qiu Ling left, the six people in the kitchen were stunned, originally they thought that what they ate every day would be like a tooth shop, either a steamed bun with rice bran or a gruel, a dish, don't think about it.

It's a little better, or it's the coarse steamed buns in other big families or something.

Unexpectedly, the master they followed was so kind to those who were slaves to them, which made them extremely moved.

With a touched heart, several of them continued to speed up the movements in their hands, trying to do the best in their hands.

After a while, four fragrant dishes were respectfully served to the table in the dining room by the four of them.

Stopped and stood beside Gu Anning, first to serve the young lady's dinner, and then Gu Anning retreated, and they didn't dare to stay longer, so they hurriedly retreated.

After retreating, several of them began to eat their subordinates again.

In the afternoon, Gu Anning issued an order for the subordinates in the mansion to clean themselves and put on new robes.

Because the living conditions in the Yazixing are so poor, she can smell a smell from them, which is really unclean, and it is also for the sake of their own hygiene and life safety.

The big move here attracted the people of the village, and while they were picking the golden lumps in the field, they began to talk about what they had seen and heard, and the news they had obtained.

They were all chatting passionately, but none of them were laughing at jealousy or disliking.

At night, there was nothing else to do in the house to be busy, and Gu Anning didn't need their service, so she let these people go back to their rooms to rest.

In the second half of the night, the cold air outside the house was several points stronger than before, and the more sensitive Gu Anning woke up from a deep sleep.

Feeling the cold air that was getting cold again, Gu Anning added an extra small quilt to the small bun on the small bed.

Looking at Xiao Baozi's sleeping and smashing his mouth, Gu Anning felt a special peace in her heart, leaned over, and a soft kiss was imprinted on Xiao Baozi's forehead.