Zhang Jinwen carried the tray into the private room.

Dr. and Mrs. Chan sat at the top, and the rest of the ladies sat around the round table.

Zhang Jinwen stood three feet away from the table and stopped, and asked with a vague smile, "May I ask which lady just came?" ”

Several ladies turned their attention to Zhang Jinwen.

Zhang Jinwen is wearing a cyan right collar and cotton short shirt today, with a tender yellow long skirt, a dark green skirt around the waist, and her hair is tied with a simple Chaoyun near fragrant bun with a hairband, and the bun is only pressed with a green jade inlaid gold-edged hairpin, and a lock of hair hangs down on each ear, which looks both beautiful and refreshing.

Mrs. Chan asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Jinwen sent the tray forward and said, "This is specially prepared for this lady." ”

The lady who came out of nowhere sat next to Mrs. Chen.

The rest of the people looked at her and said with a smile: "Mrs. Zhou, you came at the right time, Xinglin Pavilion even specially prepared food for you." Come on, do you have a relationship with the owner of the Xinglin Pavilion? ”

Mrs. Zhou smiled and stared at Zhang Jinwen: "Are you new here?" How come I haven't seen you before? ”

Zhu Xin replied on the side: "This is my junior sister, I have been helping in the kitchen, and the master has allowed my junior sister to come out." ”

Mrs. Chen asked curiously, "Teacher?" Who is your master? ”

Zhang Jinwen said respectfully: "My master is the Jade Void Dao Master of Qingyun Temple in Zhongnan Mountain. ”

Mrs. Zhou asked, "Daoist Yuxu has been away from Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, how did you get Master's permission?" ”

Zhang Jinwen replied in a more respectful tone: "Master often writes to Shizu, and it is Shizu's special permission. ”

Mrs. Zhou sighed, and did not ask again, but asked curiously: "I came uninvited today, what does the Xinglin Pavilion have prepared for me?" ”

Zhang Jinwen walked briskly to Mrs. Zhou's side, the bamboo core stepped forward to take the tray, Zhang Jinwen picked up the stew pot with both hands, put it in front of Mrs. Zhou, and uncovered the bowl.

A bowl of tender meat soup stewed eggs, light yellow egg noodles, sprinkled with a few green shallots, a few drops of sesame oil, fragrant.

Mrs. Zhou was surprised and delighted: "I haven't eaten egg custard for a long time." ”

A few ladies next to him said gossipily: "Taste it quickly and see if it is a familiar taste." ”

Mrs. Zhou picked up the spoon, scooped a tablespoon, sniffed it, slowly put it into her mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

When I raised my eyelids again, the circles under my eyes were red: "The minced meat is so tender, and the egg custard is so slippery." ”

Mrs. Chen smiled and asked, "What do you call this little master?" ”

Zhang Jinwen took a step back and bowed slightly: "Master has always called me Jin'er, and Mrs. can also call me that." ”

Mrs. Dr. Chen: "Jin'er, how do you know that Mrs. Zhou likes to eat minced pork custard?" ”

Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Chen are cousins, both from the Jiangnan family, and the two have been very good since childhood.

When Dr. Chen was 16 years old, she married Dr. Chen, and she has lived in Chang'an City for many years, and is very accustomed to the climate and food in the north.

Mrs. Zhou moved from Jiangnan to Chang'an City after the Tang Dynasty was established, and she was not accustomed to the water and soil as soon as she came, and she had not eaten a good meal for more than a year.

Zhang Jinwen showed a smile: "When Jin'er looks at the guest list, she will prepare the ingredients according to her feelings.

When I got up this morning, I had an impulse to pick a piece of tenderloin and chop the minced meat carefully, because there was no fat, so I added water eggs to make the minced meat tender and smooth. ”

Mrs. Dr. Chen raised her eyebrows: "So, today's dishes are all prepared by you for a few of us according to our feelings?" ”

Zhang Jinwen pursed her lips and smiled: "Madam, exactly." ”

Several ladies exclaimed in surprise and stretched out their chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhang Jinwen and smiled: "Jin'er, your feeling is very accurate." ”

Zhang Jinwen lowered her eyes and bowed her head: "Thank you, Mrs. is falsely praised." ”

He bowed to the ladies again: "Please use it slowly, Jin'er will retire first." After speaking, he walked out of the private room with light steps.

Mrs. Chen looked at Mrs. Zhou and said, "Cousin, it's the right time to follow today." ”

Mrs. Zhou hummed softly, and slowly ate the egg custard in the stew pot to nothing.

Among these ladies, the other ones, one is the wife of Gao Han in the Ministry of Rites, the other is the wife of Ma Qingfeng in the Ancestral Hall, one is the wife of Bo Liuquan, the head of the Guozi Supervisor, and the other is the wife of Hua Gengxin, a doctor of Guozi Supervisor.

The husbands of several ladies are all talented literati, they already respect each other, and they usually have a lot of contacts in official business, so they naturally form a small group as wives and often meet in private.

Seeing that her cousin, Mrs. Zhou, was depressed and missing her husband and son who were far away, Dr. Chen tried her best to take her out to socialize and try to relieve her homesickness.

Unexpectedly, there was a mistake, my cousin ate the food she hadn't eaten for a long time, and she actually had a big appetite, and ate a few red stewed mutton that the chopsticks didn't touch.

Mrs. Gao Langzhong said with a smile: "Mrs. Zhou, thanks to you, we learned that the dishes of the original Xinglin Pavilion are all tailor-made.

When I heard my lord mention the Xinglin Pavilion, I thought it was opened by an apprentice taught by the imperial chef in the palace. ”

Mrs. Ma Langzhong said with a smile: "My lord said that the chef of Xinglin Pavilion is completely worthy of the imperial kitchen." He lowered his voice again and said, "The dishes in Xinglin Pavilion are all hot soups and hot dishes, and they won't be cold." ”

"Hehehe," the ladies all smiled, tacitly.

Their husbands have all eaten the imperial banquet in the palace, and a lot of food has become warm and cold when it is served in front of them, and the taste has been somewhat affected, but everyone is proud to participate in the imperial banquet, and the dishes are as long as they are rich and beautiful. During the dinner, everyone toasted each other, and few people could taste it as carefully as a gourmet.

Several ladies have also followed their masters to the Xinglin Pavilion, but they did not have so many unexpected surprises today.

Because, Zhang Jinwen brought them Huaishan rice porridge again.

Huaishan is a common food in Shanxi, Shanxi, and it is mostly used as medicine when it is dried.

Rice is rare. Chang'an City is located in the northwest, and most of the people take wheat, buckwheat, and barley as their staple food, and many people have never eaten rice porridge and rice in their lives.

When Zhang Jinwen was drying the Huaishan slices, it was cooked and dried, and the lichen of Taibai Mountain was dried and stored at the same time, and only when it was cooked, the Huaishan slices were picked out separately, so as to boil out the rice porridge, and the soup was clear and white.

In the northwest region, the wind and sand are strong in winter, the climate is dry, and the skin of the vast majority of women is relatively rough.

The side dish with porridge is a vinegar-pickled spicy white radish, which is moderately sour and spicy, and appetizing and delicious.

When Zhang Jinwen brought another casserole into the private room, all the ladies were full of expectations.