"Wake up." Lan Xiaoqiu was woken up by the sound of gongs and drums, her ears were buzzing, and even her eyes were a little flowery. Lan Xiaoqiu rubbed her eyes, and looked at Xiao Er carefully: "What are you doing, it's noisy to sleep early in the morning." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu turned over and was about to continue sleeping, but Xiao Er lifted Lan Xiaoqiu's quilt: "Do you still know that it's early in the morning?" As a subordinate, shouldn't you get up and wash the pot? ”

"Didn't you see that I hurt my foot?" Lan Xiaoqiu sat up abruptly, she really wanted to tie up this stinky girl into a mummy and throw it out of the window.

"If they are all like you, then there are few people in the Fang family who work, and besides, does your brushing have anything to do with your feet?" Xiao Er said impatiently: "There are still so many problems as a subordinate, if it weren't for your relationship, Mrs. Fang would have swept you out of the house a long time ago." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu put on her coat and said to Xiao Er: "Mama Rong's role should really be played by you." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu endured the swelling and pain on his feet and washed all the pots and pans in the kitchen, but heard that the cook Lao Zhou flashed his waist when he was rushing to work, and now he was lying motionless on the bed.

"What to do? Who's going to cook today's breakfast? Agui. Xiao Er looked at Ah Gui who was carrying water, and Ah Gui hurriedly waved his hand: "My Ah Gui will only do these rough jobs, tell me to go to the pot or forget it, isn't Qiu'er a cook?" Let her replace Lao Zhou first. ”

Xiao Er hurriedly shook her hand and said, "No, her feet are broken, how can she still be allowed to cook?" ”

Lan Xiaoqiu knew that Xiao Er and Lao Zhou had heard that she was a cook, and it seemed that she was never allowed to use the cooking fire, except for washing and washing, Lan Xiaoqiu had not done anything. As for Lao Zhou, Lan Xiaoqiu can understand it very well, the psychology of losing her job has existed since ancient times, but Xiao Er, as the second steward in the kitchen, is naturally afraid that Lan Xiaoqiu will compare her.

Now that Xiao Er has many excuses not to let Lan Xiaoqiu touch the things in the kitchen, Xiao Er looked at Mother Xu and said, "You come, you do it." ”

Mother Xu also hurriedly shook her hand: "I don't like to eat my family's treasures when I cook, if I ask the lord and Mrs. to eat, then I will not be kicked out of the Fang family." I heard that Qiu'er's craftsmanship is good, and I have long wanted to see it, so it's better to let Qiu'er come. If you make the lord and lady angry because of the poor preparation of breakfast, it will not be good to blame Miss Xiao'er. ”

Xiao Er thought about it after hearing this, and said to Lan Xiaoqiu: "Okay, you go to the kitchen and see what breakfast you can make." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu looked at Mother Xu, who was usually unsmiling, but she didn't expect her words to let Xiao Er weigh the weight, and finally gave up suppressing Lan Xiaoqiu for fear of being blamed by the lord and wife.

Lan Xiaoqiu entered the kitchen, but only saw zucchini, tomatoes and a few eggs, and the rest was flour and spices.

Xiao Er said: "Originally, Lao Zhou was going to make steamed buns, but I think it's too late." Anyway, there is still half an hour before the meal starts, so I'll arrange things for you, and since you're the chef, let you show your hand. ”

Watching Xiao Er leave, Lan Xiaoqiu didn't know what to do with the ingredients, Lan Xiaoqiu didn't worry about the time, but her skills in making buns by herself were too poor. Lan Xiaoqiu mainly focuses on West Pastry, I remember that when Lan Xiaoqiu and her mother made steamed buns for the first time, Lan Xiaoqiu's mother ran to Papa Lan with Lan Xiaoqiu's work to see: "Look at what your pastry chef's daughter makes?" ”

Papa Slab looked at it for a long time, sniffed it and asked, "It's a pie, right?" ”

The buns made by Lan Xiaoqiu, not only do the fillings flow outside, but they are also the kind with thick skin and less filling, and the kind of "you can't see the stuffing when you bite down in one bite, and you bite through it in the second bite" is Lan Xiaoqiu's buns.

Lan Xiaoqiu snapped his fingers at the kitchen: "There is." ”

I saw Lan Xiaoqiu quickly chop the tomatoes and pour them into the pot to smash them, Xu Ma watched Lan Xiaoqiu poke the tomatoes to a pulp and asked worriedly, "Miss Qiu'er, what are you doing here?" Is there anger in your heart? ”

"Tomato sauce, sweet and sour, very delicious." Lan Xiaoqiu sprinkled sucrose and handed the spatula to Xu's mother: "Help me stir it, and tell me when these tomato sauces are bubbling." ”

"Ketchup? Why are these June persimmons called ketchup? Mother Xu didn't seem to understand, and Lan Xiaoqiu explained: "You call it June persimmon here, and our hometown is called tomato." ”

"Oh." Mother Xu carefully boiled the red tomatoes, but she was always worried about whether these June persimmons could be delicious.

Lan Xiaoqiu beat the eggs again, mixed the chopped zucchini, chopped green onions and flour into the egg mixture, added fine salt and sesame oil, brushed with a thin layer of oil, and placed it in the pan to fry into thin cakes. This yellow-green, yellow-green looks like a jade under the moon, which is really beautiful. ”

Lan Xiaoqiu smiled: "This is an old Beijing mush. ”

Lan Xiaoqiu slammed the dough on the panel repeatedly, and Mother Xu was frightened by the crackling sound: "Girl, although Miss Xiao'er intends to embarrass you, isn't it difficult for you to use your strength like this?" ”

Lan Xiaoqiu kneaded the dough vigorously and said with a smile: "How can I have the kung fu to deal with her, this is a dough wrestling, the gluten in the dough is beaten out, and the things made are very strong, have you ever eaten ramen?" ”

Mother Xu nodded: "It's smooth and tough, but it's delicious." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu smiled and continued to beat, and after a while, the fine sweat came out, and Mother Xu wiped the sweat for Lan Xiaoqiu and said, "Girl, it's really hard to make breakfast, it's really hard for you." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu sighed: "It is naturally hard to make delicious meals, in fact, this hand-kneaded dough is better than the bread machine, and I want Mother Xu to take care of other pots for me." ”

"Ah, this ketchup thing seems to be bubbling." Mother Xu's hand was still stirring, Lan Xiaoqiu glanced at it and said, "It's okay, let's put it out." Mother Xu, you taste it. ”

After Lan Xiaoqiu finished speaking, she felt that this Xu Ma was obviously as big as herself, but she took such a big advantage of herself, and now everyone is screaming like this, and she can't help but feel funny.

Mother Xu carefully picked up a spoonful of tomato sauce and stared at it, worried: "Can this sloppy and red thing be delicious?" ”

Then he licked it: "Ah, it's really sweet and sour, very appetizing." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu watched Mama Xu suck a spoonful of tomato sauce into it, and said, "It's thicker and more delicious when it's cooled." ”

At this time, the aroma of the paste also spread throughout the kitchen, and Xu Ma said: "They all say that you are good at craftsmanship, now I can see it, I see what you make, we have never eaten, where did you learn it?" ”

Lan Xiaoqiu said while kneading his dough: "When people live well, they want to study how to eat, and people in my hometown will go to famous restaurants in other countries in order to taste food, just to order a signature dish." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu thought that in order to taste the best cake, he flew to France alone, just to find a famous French cake master to taste his craftsmanship, Lan Xiaoqiu, who was wandering in a foreign land, did not regret it, but returned to China to raise his cake level to a higher level.

"Ah, it seems that Miss Qiu'er used to be a young lady from a rich family. I was able to go so far. No wonder Miss Qiu'er has seen a lot. Mother Xu was very envious, and Lan Xiaoqiu sighed: "Yes, where did you think that you would come here to be a subordinate at that time." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu put the kneaded dough into the stone oven and baked it, and Mother Xu reminded: "Miss Qiu'er, this old lady likes to drink porridge, should she cook some porridge?" ”

Lan Xiaoqiu patted his head and said, "Yes, how can you do it." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu immediately stir-fried the peanuts in the kitchen, asked Xu Ma to grind them and grind them, put them into a bowl one by one, and fried the glutinous rice flour and spread them on the ground peanuts: "Xu Ma will take hot water." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu poured hot water into the peanut paste, stirred, the thick peanut paste was even more fragrant, and Lan Xiaoqiu sprinkled black and white sesame seeds to decorate.

Mother Xu reminded: "Miss Qiu'er, there is still a stick of incense, and it is about to be served." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu nodded: "No problem, don't worry." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu took out the baked bread, and the golden appearance was cut off by Lan Xiaoqiu's knife, and before Xu Ma asked, he said, "This is called toast." ”

"What? Spit to death? The old lady couldn't be angry when she heard it? ”

Lan Xiaoqiu smiled again: "Yes, if they knew, they wouldn't suspect that I had drugged the food?" ”

Lan Xiaoqiu cut the toast into squares, pressed the same square paste on the toast, and pressed a layer of Lao Zhou's pickled bacon, and Lan Xiaoqiu coated a layer of tomato sauce on the bacon, and then covered the last layer of toast slices: "Dangdangdang, the sandwich is ready." ”

Mother Xu saw Lan Xiaoqiu cut them into triangles, and Mother Xu praised: "Ah, it's really beautiful, this red, yellow, green and white are all there." ”

Lan Xiaoqiu sighed: "I haven't done it for a long time, and I don't know if the old lady likes it or not." Mother Xu, bring it to me. ”

Lan Xiaoqiu was about to go out with the food, but Xiao Er stopped Lan Xiaoqiu: "Aren't you still on your feet?" I'll just go with Mama Xu. I've worked hard for you today, so go back and rest. ”

Lan Xiaoqiu saw her hard-working husband snatched away by Xiao Er.

When Xiao Er put breakfast on the table, Master Fang, Mrs. Fang, Fang Hao, and Fang Xu were all dumbfounded, they had never eaten these things, and they didn't even know if they could be eaten.

"What did Lao Zhou do this?" Master Fang asked, stirring the fragrant peanut paste, as if asked with interest.

"Lao Zhou is sick, and we can't find a helper for a while, so these are things I did with Xu's mother." Xiao Er said.

"Will Xiao Er still do this?" Master Fang didn't seem to believe it, Mrs. Fang saw the clue, and said: "Xiao Er has never cooked, this old Zhou is sick and Xiao Er has shown his hand, don't say it yet, try Xiao Er's craftsmanship." Seeing that Master Fang and Mrs. Fang were about to put off the chopsticks, Mother Xu was about to step forward for Lan Xiaoqiu, but was secretly stepped on by Xiao Er, so she had to retreat and remain silent.

Fang Hao and Fang Xu knew that this breakfast was from Lan Xiaoqiu's hand.

Master Fang took a sip of peanut paste and praised: "Ah, this peanut paste is thick and fragrant, and the entrance is sweet, it is really delicious." ”

Mrs. Fang took a bite of the sandwich, and actually dripped the tomato sauce inside on her hand, and was startled: "Ah, what are these red things?" Xiao Er. ”

Xiao Er didn't know what it was, so she hurriedly pulled Mother Xu behind her and said, "Tell Madame quickly, what is it?" ”