130 I made it myself
This little girl is not wearing the Cheng family's maid suit, and she is obviously not the Cheng family's maid. And because Young Master Cheng doesn't like a lot of people, there are actually very few maids in the Cheng family, and Yang Heng has been in the Cheng Mansion for so many years, which is enough to recognize the maids of the Cheng family, and there is absolutely no such little girl among them.
But if it weren't for the Cheng family's maid, how did she come here?
Although the Cheng family's kitchen is not a secret place, it is not something that anyone can come in casually.
The little girl looked at the age of eleven or twelve, and when she heard his question, she blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "May I ask you are the steward here?" ”
Yang Heng was stunned by that eye.
This little girl looks not very old, and thin, but these eyes are really good, big and round, at this time blinking her eyes, like a deer, which reveals a cunning, and a wonderful kind of calmness, obviously just a pair of big black eyes, but as if they can speak.
Facing such a pair of innocent eyes, Yang Heng's questioning tone was a little softer.
He coughed and said, "I'm in charge, but who are you?" Ordinary people can't enter this place, but it's a mistake? ”
Not far away, a few cooks with pricked ears widened their eyes at this time, all of them looking incredulous. Who doesn't know that Yang Heng has a bad temper, he works on weekdays, and if he doesn't make mistakes, it doesn't matter, once he makes a mistake, he will definitely be scolded for being bloody.
When the little girl appeared at the door, everyone close to the door saw her, and secretly bet on how Yang Heng would get angry, but when she really saw it, it was thunder and rain.
For a while, everyone couldn't help but suspect that this little girl was Yang Heng's relative. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't look like it, they even wondered if this was Yang Heng's own daughter.
The little girl hadn't changed her voice yet, her voice was as crisp as a yellow bird, and she said crisply at this time: "If it was the kitchen, I didn't go wrong." ”
She laughed, her fawn-like eyes narrowing with a hint of cunning.
"I'm a new chef invited by Steward Cheng, what do you call the steward?"
Oh, it turns out that Steward Cheng's new chef is her.
"What?!" Yang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the person in front of him in shock, "How is it possible, the chef that Steward Cheng said is you?!" ”
A little girl who doesn't look like she's ready?!
It's not that there are no women who come out to work these days, but they are generally women after marriage, and they have never heard of girls who have not yet left the cabinet or even made a show up.
What's more, I still came to the position of chef.
Yang Heng couldn't help but look at the hands of the little girl in front of him. This girl doesn't look too thin, but her wrists are still as thick and thin as hemp rods compared to normal men. With such a wrist, not to mention the spoon, can you hold a kitchen knife?
Yang Heng swallowed his throat with difficulty and made a final struggle.
"Little girl, what did Steward Cheng ask you to do in the kitchen? Do you want to get started? ”
The little girl smiled, her laughter was crisp, and she said, "Of course not, Steward Cheng ordered, let me prepare today's dinner." ”
Yang Heng: "......"
Sheng Qingqing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile, and somewhat understood why he showed such a strange expression.
In fact, needless to say about her, just the shopkeeper Wan or that Young Master Cheng, when he saw her for the first time, he was afraid that he was more shocked than curious. After all, the age of eleven or twelve represents just a child in their eyes.
What can a child do?
Sheng Qingqing chuckled again, "What do you call this steward?" ”
Yang Heng was still stunned, and subconsciously responded, "Don't be surnamed Yang." ”
"Steward Yang." Sheng Qingqing was as good as a stream, and said: "Although there is a suspicion of self-selling and boasting, I can guarantee that although I look young, my craftsmanship is definitely good." ”
Yang Heng wanted to believe it, after all, Sheng Qingqing was personally ordered by Steward Cheng, but at a glance of Sheng Qingqing's weak and unruly appearance, the little trust in his heart dispersed with the wind.
"I ......" he hesitated for a long time before he said, "Since you have said so, I will naturally not stop you." It just so happens that today's dinner has just begun, and if you want to take over, it is just right. ”
Of course, in fact, Yang Heng was not because of Sheng Qingqing's words, but because Steward Cheng had personally ordered it, so even if Sheng Qingqing made any mistakes and omissions later, he couldn't get angry on his head.
Thinking like this, Yang Heng's hesitation in his heart was a little less.
Seeing that Sheng Qingqing was looking at the scene in the house curiously, his heart moved, and he couldn't help asking, "What are you good at?" He felt that the question was too straightforward, and added: "There are many people in the kitchen, so you should prepare dinner or make something you are good at." ”
Sheng Qingqing didn't know Yang Heng's true thoughts, her smile remained unchanged, and she only said: "That's the reason, thank you Yang for reminding me." I'm better at red cases, and I'm also good at white cases, but my hands are a little raw. As for the dishes that I am good at......"
I wanted to say that I would basically do it, but adhering to the principle of not being too eye-catching, Sheng Qingqing hesitated for a moment, and still chose a few dishes to say. Most of them are more famous dishes of this era, which is not a success.
But Yang Heng was a little depressed when he heard it.
Since what you are good at is ordinary, with the financial resources of the Cheng family, which cook can't you find, you have to find such a little girl?
Isn't there something else peculiar?
Yang Heng was not good at scheming, and when he thought like this, his face couldn't help but show a little bit.
Sheng Qingqing looked at it and guessed it.
That's not good.
Although it can't be too sharp, it can't be too low-key. The so-called good people are deceived by others......
Thinking like this, Sheng Qingqing rolled her eyes, suddenly changed her words, and said, "Although I am only good at ordinary dishes, the reason why Steward Cheng invited me to come is because of the new dishes I have created recently. Although this dish is simple, it is innovative, and I think no one in my city has ever tasted it. ”
She very boldly summed it up with "I am towards our city". The country where Sheng Qingqing is now is called "Big Win", and "Big Win" is now strong and belongs to the big country where all countries come to the DPRK, so if there is not even a "big win", then basically other countries will not have it. In other words, Sheng Qingqing's words are equivalent to saying that this dish is the first in the world.
Yang Heng was really surprised, and asked, "Could it be that Xiaoyou created it himself?" ”
If Sheng Qingqing really created a dish of his own, and this dish was also taken by Steward Cheng, it would obviously be very extraordinary. No, Yang Heng even changed his title.
Sheng Qingqing smiled reservedly and responded.
"No, it's just a small skill of carving insects."
When Yang Heng saw her such an arrogant and impatient appearance, he believed it even more. How can there be an ordinary young man who is eleven or twelve years old, and there will be Sheng Qingqing so calm. It seems that she is really not an ordinary girl.