Yae nodded without thinking about it, "It's okay or not, anyway, Miss's porridge is also very delicious." ”

"Of course, there are many ways to cook porridge." Ruchu glanced at Yae, "Cooking porridge is not as worry-free as making soup or steaming pork ribs, you have to look at the porridge that is gradually becoming sticky, and the heat is almost lost." However, if you really 'spend' the time and thoughts, and 'spend' an hour to cook, then the taste of the porridge will never be obtained from other places, and it will be delicious. You have to remember that cooking porridge is like spiritual practice, you have to be very patient. But you reminded me, just make preserved egg lean 'meat' porridge. Just now I heard that there are shrimp and tofu sellers outside, you go buy a few, and then go back and make a bowl of shrimp and green bean curd soup. Coleslaw...... Just the old vinegar 'flowers' and the pickled diced radish, and the other 'flowers' are too late. "These ingredients are ready-made, preserved eggs and lean 'meat' are leftover from the small stove when Xiaoguang was sent to office that day. At this time, the weather is hot, and if you don't eat it, it will go bad.

Yae happily took the order, and when he returned, he gave Ruchu a hand in the stove. However, the porridge was only halfway cooked, and the four servants of the Qi family got up, as usual, everyone went to the backyard to wash up first, and then Hongyu and Cuiyu made breakfast for the whole family, and Zhang's mother and Yongbo cleaned the courtyard. But what they didn't expect was that as soon as they entered the backyard, they smelled a 'tempting' fragrance, ran over to take a look, and saw that the master and servant of the young 'milk' were busy working.

"Ah, Cuiyu and I are responsible for cooking, how can we work so hard to have less 'milk' and 'milk'?" Red Feather was first surprised, and then a little wary, feeling that she was trying to buy people's hearts.

As soon as she said this, the other three people also came up to persuade her, seemingly being considerate of her master, but in fact she subconsciously refused, refusing to show favor as before.

Ruchu didn't care at all, but said, "Since I am married, I am the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Qi family, and it is right to honor the old lady and wife." I know you feel sorry for me, but if you don't let me do it, won't you want me to be unfilial? ”

She is blocked at both ends, how dare others say anything? It's just that Cui Yu is not at ease, smelling the fragrance, swallowing saliva, "The slave has a lot of mouths, remind the young 'milk' and 'milk', the old lady has bad teeth and bad digestion, so it's better to make something soft and non-greasy." ”

"Thank you, I know." He smiled kindly and continued to go back to the kitchen, burying his head in the spatula.

Outside, Mama Zhang pulled over Hongyu and said in a low voice, "You don't care what she does." If she wants to 'show' her face, let her show her eyes. She is young and doesn't know that the old man doesn't want to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, but to eat good and flavorful. She didn't do well, and her own wife scolded her, to see if she dared to show off her money next time. Tsk tsk, just smelling so fragrant, how many valuables do you have to put in it. ”

Yongbo also said, "No, I don't know how life passes, even if I have good skills in the kitchen, I can't be a family in the end." Alas, the eldest young master is not a tendon that is wrong, he just puts real gold and doesn't want brass. That being said, I couldn't help but smell the aroma wafting from the kitchen. He remembered that Miss Bai also had good cooking skills, but ...... It seems like...... Cooking has never been so fragrant.

They spoke in a very small voice, thinking that they couldn't hear it, but they inherited the good martial arts of their predecessor Ruchu, and their ears and eyes were much more sensitive than ordinary people, so they heard them all.

But she didn't mind what the servants said, because she knew that she wouldn't be too ashamed, if not praised, later. Yae Ke can buy things, and after buying ten prawns, it only 'spent' six cents. In modern times, this is only enough money to see a prawn.

Hehe, this is good in ancient times, the ingredients are fresh and the aquatic products are abundant. Unlike modern times, when the water is almost exhausted, shellfish have to be sold. In the Ming Dynasty, common shellfish were made in a small wooden barrel for a few pennies.

And since she occupied the kitchen, Hongyu and Cuiyu went to help Uncle Yong and Zhang's mother clean up, and then calmly 'waited' for the old lady and Mrs. to get out of bed. As for Qi Jimei and Qi Ruyi, they have taken care of themselves since they were children, so the family sat in the dining hall on time (six o'clock in the morning).

Qi Jimei was only seventeen years old at this time, the so-called half-sized child, eating away Lao Tzu, because he was still developing, his appetite was strangely good, so he always felt that he couldn't eat enough on weekdays, and he was hungry and fishy, and his nose was smarter than a dog. Do you want to make something for us to eat early in the morning? It smells so good! ”

"Second Young Master, I'm afraid it's not the usual meal." Red Feather stood aside and said, "It's the young 'milk' and 'milk' who cook." ”

Although the Qi Mansion is poor, it is good for the subordinates, but the rules are still very big, the servants must first 'serve' the master, and then go to the kitchen to eat. And Hongyu has already informed his wife, saying that Da Shao's 'milk' and 'milk' have grabbed the breakfast early today, occupied the kitchen, and cooked the family's breakfast by himself. When the lady heard this, she just frowned, worried that if she married from a rich family, she would not be able to endure the hard life after all, and she would squander it, but she didn't say anything. The old lady was looking forward to it, and wanted to know what was so good about her precious grandson whether he was going to marry a wife who had passed the 'door' alive.

Qi Jimei let out an "oh", put away her gluttony, and pretended to be a young man, but there seemed to be a hook in her stomach, and she couldn't wait to fly to the kitchen.

finally waited until the master and servant came with a large plate and a small wooden barrel, Qi Jimei almost couldn't hold back, and put her head directly into the bucket, it was so fragrant.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Qi has been lacking in appetite for a long time, but she has to take a bite in order to survive, but at this time, she suddenly has a sense of hunger and is happy in her heart.

"'Milk' and 'milk', it's nothing, it's just the porridge we usually eat, but with some 'flowers'." As before, the large plate was put down, and there were two unique side dishes, as well as two small bowls and a large bowl of white tofu soup decorated with bright red and turquoise tofu soup. The appearance is excellent, and it makes people want to eat it when they look at it.

In addition, there are more than a dozen two-inch-sized, freshly steamed small 'flower' rolls, steaming, soft and much better than the usual steamed buns.

"Let's try this tofu soup again." She put the two small bowls in front of the old lady and the lady respectively, "If you have an appetite, I will make it for you to eat in the future, but tofu belongs to 'yin', and the elderly can't eat it often, so even if you try it today." As he spoke, he gave Qi Jimei and Qi Ruyi a look, meaning that the big bowl of tofu soup was for the two of them.

Cui Yu waited for the old lady to eat a spoonful, and the old lady was immediately full of praise, "I didn't expect you to have this skill, is it this thought, it is really delicious." ”

The old lady responded, and was as happy as ever. And Qi Jimei and Qi Ru opened their mouths of 'milk' and 'milk', and they also ate unceremoniously. At the beginning, you asked me to let me, and then I started to rob, but fortunately, the Qi family's education was in place, although the brothers and sisters started quickly, their posture was still elegant, and the etiquette was barely maintained. Later, when I drank the preserved egg lean 'meat' porridge, I felt that the taste was excellent, and I ate it like the New Year. A small bucket of porridge, which quickly bottomed out.