Su Qingluan said with a smile: "If Xiao Langjun really gives a reward, I hope to exchange it for a small denomination of silver tickets - such as five taels or ten taels." ”

Although a denomination of fifty taels is still a "huge amount" for the common people, it is indeed a small amount for silver tickets with a face value of hundreds or even thousands of taels.

And you don't need a silver ticket for daily expenses, just when you buy some large items.

Xie Zi'an seemed to be speechless by Su Qingluan's request, and the old housekeeper next to him also looked shocked, probably because he had never seen such a philistine woman - and the philistine was so frank, he didn't hide it at all, and directly reached out to ask for money.

Su Qingluan didn't feel the other party's shock, but she didn't care: the money she got was the best guarantee, as for what kind of image she had in the mind of a young master from a rich and noble family? Unimportant.

After all, for her, this is just a father of Party A who has more requirements and is more strange, but he is likely to be generous.

After putting forward his own request, Su Qingluan didn't ask for a notarization of the contract or anything - after all, according to the shopkeeper Liang, he couldn't afford to provoke this posture at all, as long as the other party wanted to repay the debt, could he still care about it?

It's just a big deal to stab the villain in the back.

After comforting himself very humbly, Su Qingluan followed behind an elderly servant woman ordered by the housekeeper and came to the stove room.

If you want to say that the stove of a rich family is very different from the "hard and simple" of their own house with only one stove, there are as many as six stoves alone!

Probably had been instructed before, and now three of the hearths were burning fiercely.

It was summer, the weather was hot, and although the doors and windows around the stove were completely open, and there was a breeze circulating back and forth, the busy servants inside were still sweating profusely.

The servant woman who led the way glanced around the stove room, and beckoned two maids and two little maids smiled at Su Qingluan: "The housekeeper made it clear to the old woman that he wanted the old woman to assign a few people to help the lady, although these people are not very smart, but they are diligent and obedient, and they all work in the stove room all year round. ”

Su Qingluan thanked the servant woman, and nodded at the four of them: "Please help me more." ”

The two maids and the two little maids hurriedly knelt on the ground and said that they didn't dare.

Su Qingluan saw that he was kneeling again, and his heart was awkward for a while, but he said casually: "We still have to take care of the ingredients, the ground is unclean, and it is easy to bring dust up when we always kneel, so let's avoid it." ”

The servant woman thought for a moment and nodded: "Just follow what the lady said." ”

Sending the servant woman away, Su Qingluan rolled up her sleeves: she can finally work!

Because Su Qingluan didn't know what the level of preparation of semi-finished ingredients from large families in ancient times was, he asked tentatively: "Is there tofu?" ”

One of the maids stepped forward and gave a blessing salute: "Back to the lady's words, yes." ”

Su Qingluan pursed his lips: "I'm actually just a cook hired to cook, there is no fundamental difference from you, it's all the work of serving people, you don't have to salute like this." Otherwise, she suspected, the four men might have spent a considerable part of their time not doing their work, but of saluting.

It's really unnecessary.

The four of them looked at each other, nodded, and then they relaxed a lot, spoke more casually, and stopped saluting.

Su Qingluan nodded: "Since you have tofu, take a piece of tofu, you also need mushrooms, ham, chicken, and ......."

The four people who gave her a hand nodded when they heard this, and they scattered to prepare.

Su Qingluan picked up a kitchen knife and played with it, and sighed in his heart: Rich people are different, not to mention anything else, it's just the feeling that someone will be ready when you want something, it's very refreshing!

No wonder they all want to be glorious and rich, and call slaves and maids!

Su Qingluan shook his head, and at this time, one of the maidservants came back first, still holding a plate of tofu in his hand.

Su Qingluan touched the tofu, gently pressed and felt the texture, and frowned slightly: "This tofu is not successful, it needs tender tofu." ”

The maid looked up and asked, "How tender do you want to be?" ”

Su Qingluan estimated the softness and hardness of Fang Cai's tofu, estimated the proportion of water added, and said, "Just change the amount of water used as I said." ”

After such an order, the little maid turned around and went out, probably there is a special place for making tofu outside this stove room.

At this time, one of the servants came in with the neck of the cleaned chicken.

Su Qingluan smiled and said "thank you", then took the chicken neatly, first cut off the thighs and chicken breasts, which were relatively thick, but very dry, and then cut off the remaining chicken with the tip of the chicken head, cut it into small pieces and asked, "Which one is the soup pot in your house?" ”

The little guy hurriedly brought another copper pot, scooped up the water at the bottom of the pot, and then put it on top of one of the burning stoves.

Su Qingluan nodded in thanks, then put the chicken nuggets in front of him into the soup pot, turned around and asked, "What about the ham?" Haven't you got it back yet? ”

"Agui went to the back to get the ham." The little guy replied.

Su Qingluan smiled: "His name is Agui, what is your name?" ”

"Lady, the little one's name is Ah Rong."

As she spoke, Agui also came back, holding a whole piece of ham in her hand, probably not knowing how big a piece of ham she wanted.

Su Qingluan took the ham, carefully cut a small piece, cut the ham into thin slices, and added all the other ingredients and spices except salt to the soup pot.

With the addition of meat, the broth boils and gradually forms a layer of foam on the surface.

Su Qingluan skimmed off the foam with a long-handled spoon, although the broth was still cloudy, it was much better than the foam that filled the pot at the beginning.

Su Qingluan was boiling in the soup pot, and asked his little followers to lower the fire of the soup stove a little, so that the soup could boil, but not too violently.

Then she turned around and began to recut the chicken she had cut earlier into diced chicken. After making sure that there were no broken bones in it, after first using green onion and ginger cooking wine to remove the fish, Su Qingluan took another kitchen knife, opened the bow left and right, and chopped the diced chicken in front of him into chicken puree.

After she scooped up the chicken puree with the blade of a knife to carefully check the fineness, she nodded, drained the chicken puree with water, picked out all the dry ingredients and seasoning packets in the stock, and used the leaked chicken puree to sweep the soup.

The so-called "sweeping soup" is to use the adsorption power of the meat wool to adsorb the impurities in the stock, so that the soup appears clear and clear. However, this step of "sweeping the soup" is too much for ordinary people, so in order to prevent his father and mother from turning his back, Su Qingluan decided not to use such a step to cook food in front of his father and mother

A messy thought flashed in his heart, Su Qingluan had already come to the second "sweeping soup" in his hand, and the tender tofu over there was also done.