Chapter 1292 Willing to be an ugly girl 19
Xining sat and looked at the slaves who were kneeling on the ground: "You go about your business and don't worry about me."
What? I’m still looking for lunch before dinner starts at four in the afternoon. I usually rest at this time. The slaves looked at each other and did not dare to get up.
The steward waved his hand: "Go and do whatever you have to do. Collect the vegetables, wash them, go in and watch the fire. Don't stay here without working."
When the wise man heard this, he immediately stood up, respectfully left, and went to collect the so-called vegetables. If you are stupid, hide in the kitchen and find some random work.
The cook in charge of the snacks began to think about what to eat for dinner. It seems that I need to prepare more. Miss Zunzi has some snacks, which are for ten people.
The meat was cooking in the pot, and the soup became more and more fragrant. When everyone was smelling the aroma, Xining felt that it was almost done and walked in.
"Come on, little one, don't burn the lady's hand." A Ling stretched out her hand, but was stopped by the steward.
"Girl, slow down! Let the little one do this." The little steward took the rag, put it on the pot lid, and picked it up.
A burst of heat suddenly rose, and Xining looked at the soup in the pot, especially the pieces of meat, which kept slurping and trembling in the boiling soup.
The steward couldn't help but ask: "Does this soup have a name?"
This soup is called Jianduxian, and it is a soup that is eaten every year in the Jiangnan area where bamboo shoots are grown when the bamboo shoots are on the market.
Xining thought for a while: "It's called Yipinxian." Yipinxian could still say it, but Yanduxian couldn't translate it in the Chinese language.
The young steward nodded solemnly.
She picked up the spoon next to her and drank some. Guaiguai almost lost his eyebrows!
Bacon already contains salt, but now the soup has just the right saltiness, so there is no need to add water or salt.
After scooping out a piece of fresh meat, he ate it calmly under the gaze of everyone. The fat meat is as frozen as it melts in your mouth; the lean meat is also crispy, leaving a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth.
It was so delicious that Xining almost shed tears. This is the essence of food. Why do you want beautiful dishes? You can’t just look at them and eat them. Diet is based on food, eat it!
Hurry up and get another piece of bacon. The meat is slightly firmer than bacon and has a unique aroma.
The bamboo shoots are extremely fresh and tender, with the aroma of meat.
Xining stood there with his eyes closed, chewing slowly in his mouth, enjoying it, he was simply enjoying it too much. There was a sound of swallowing all around.
Xining immediately picked up a bowl, selected it, and filled the bowl full of it.
Aling took the bowl obediently and placed it on the low table next to her.
You can't eat too much now, otherwise the owner's intestines and stomach won't be able to bear it. If the soup has always been clear and watery, but the oil and water suddenly increase, it will cause indigestion or diarrhea.
Xining looked at the soup in the pot regretfully: "Poop out another bowl. I want to eat it tonight. If anyone wants to eat the rest, let's share it."
"Yes, miss!" The steward didn't dare to say anything more. He was already swallowing his saliva and just had to wipe it with the back of his hand. I'm afraid that if I say one more word, my saliva will drip.
Xining asked: "Aling, do you want to eat?"
The fragrance is fragrant, but it is meat. How can I eat meat? A Ling hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm not hungry yet."
Not hungry yet? If you eat this little thing every day, you will feel as hungry as a hemp stick. If she doesn't eat, she'll be upset. She wants to eat meat anyway. He would not go back to eat. Xining asked someone to put the low table on the stone, took a spoon and chopsticks, and started eating directly. After eating, I was already sweating and went back satisfied.
As soon as she left, the steward immediately rushed to the kitchen and shouted: "Save some for me!"
Before the spoon touched the meat in the soup pot, five or six servants with knives came in with a huff. They have to eat meat. If they don't eat meat, how will they get the strength to guard the courtyard? These guys happened to be on patrol, and when they saw Ms. Takashi entering the kitchen, the scent wafted out of the yard. Just waiting!
As a result, the servant with a knife scooped out a bowl each, and there was only enough left for each person.
When the little steward drank it, he almost shed tears. It was so delicious and delicious.
He held the bowl with starlight in his eyes: "It's really fresh, first-class delicious." Why didn't I think of cooking it like this before? Meat is meat, and bamboo shoots are bamboo shoots.
Only when you have enough food and drink can you be happy. Back in the house, Xining touched his bloated belly, lay down for a while, and continued to sew clothes. Consider this bowl of soup as lunch.
At four o'clock, dinner arrived, and the "Yipinxian" had been heated. I guess I knew that Ms. Takashi had a big appetite, so this time she simply served the rice in men's bowls, plus snacks for three people.
The bowl that men use to serve rice is just an ordinary small bowl. But there are no mini ones, like bowls for seasonings, so crazy. I really don’t know that these nobles can have so many romantic affairs and show mercy when they are hungry.
After Xining finished eating, he asked the maid who was about to move the low table back: "Tell them to prepare a piece of rib meat, bamboo shoots like today, and sauce tomorrow morning."
When she heard about meat, Aling's head got bigger. She had already eaten two meals of meat. That should be enough. Do you still want to eat meat?
I heard the lady order: "Get your clothes ready, I'm going to take a shower."
Still need to wash? Kneel down.
Looking at Miss Zunzi with her long hair tied up on top of her head and taking a bath in the hot spring, Aling just wanted to cover her eyes. Eating meat and taking a shower, what on earth does Miss Zunzi want to do? If outsiders find out, the lady's reputation will be ruined.
After taking a shower, I feel refreshed and my stomach is full. Xining only wore two layers of unlined clothes, with a Tang Yi draped over it. After letting her hair down, she walked back slowly.
I washed it quickly this time, and the dirt on my body was rubbed off yesterday. I really lost at least half a kilogram yesterday.
Sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, admiring the picturesque courtyard dyed red by the setting sun. On the cherry blossom tree next to it, the buds are already turning red, and they will bloom in a day or two.
A Ling couldn't help it: "Miss, you are taking a bath and eating meat. If Mrs. Mingzi finds out, Mrs. Mingzi will be angry."
Not only Mrs. Akiko, but almost everyone in Kyoto would laugh.
Xining smiled leisurely and contentedly: "Aling, I have figured it out. If I faint this time and never wake up..."
"Miss!" Aling was so frightened that she quickly interrupted her: "Don't say such unlucky words. Miss is a noble person and will definitely live a long life."
Magnificent and long-lived, the nobles here generally have short lifespans. Those who can reach the age of forty are considered to have lived a long life, so they should celebrate the "forty congratulations". If you continue to eat like this, how will the body owner have the strength to have a child?
"No, Aling, what I'm telling you is the truth. This time I fainted and really couldn't wake up, so there was nothing left." Xining said very freely: "So you can eat whatever you want and do whatever you want. Just do it and treat the rest of the day as stolen. You should try the soup, it’s so delicious.”
A-Ling was speechless for a moment and sat on her knees for a long time: "Miss, I understand. No matter what Miss does from now on, A-Ling will support her!"
After all, he was a loyal servant. The body master took A Ling into the palace at that time. Until the moment of his death, A Ling stayed with her and shed many tears for her. This time, she will not let A Ling be single again and stay with her until she is in her twenties and become an old girl without getting married.
Under the setting sun, the sky behind the ever-changing fire clouds gradually darkens. In the beautiful house, a noble lady sat, accompanied by a maid, looking at the picturesque scenery, quietly waiting for darkness to fall. And they themselves are part of the painting.
(End of chapter)