Xie Xun stood at the window awkwardly, not knowing whether to come in or not.
Jiang Shuyao was the first to break the silence and said in a low voice, "Come in first, don't be seen."
Xie Xun felt that what she said was very reasonable, and hurriedly jumped in with the window sill.
After landing, he suddenly realized that this action was really indecent, and before he had time to turn around and close the window, he suddenly heard a conversation coming from outside.
"Hong Xing, did you see that the window in the big kitchen is open?"
The maid's voice was vague: "It seems to be eh."
Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun were shocked at the same time, and squatted down with a tacit understanding.
Jiang Shuyao squatted and moved to the corner of the table, madly waving to Xie Xun.
Xie Xun originally squatted down was just a subconscious reaction. He didn't plan to squat and walk. Seeing Jiang Shuyao like this, he was too embarrassed to stand up and walk around.
The voices of the two little maids gradually increased, and they walked to the window and closed the window, saying that they were going to report to the steward tomorrow.
Xie Xun only stood up and walked towards Jiang Shuyao when the voices got farther and farther away.
"Have you found something to eat?" He used the moonlight to see the road, and prepared to light the lantern in the kitchen.
Jiang Shuyao stopped him: "I can't light the light, it's too bright and you can see it outside."
Xie Xun, who had no experience in secret work, suddenly realized that he took out the candle from the lantern, lit it with flint, and covered the candle light and went to Jiang Shuyao.
Jiang Shuyao has good eyesight in the dark night. She has found the cooling ingredients soaked in the water tank, and is thinking about what to eat.
Xie Xun brought the candle to light it for her.
"What to eat?" he asked.
Jiang Shuyao said, "The big kitchen has noodles and rice. Is there anything you want to eat?"
At this point in the kitchen, in addition to being hungry, it is more important to be thirsty.
Xie Xun didn't want to eat noodles or porridge, he just wanted to eat some food to satisfy his cravings.
Seeing his slightly changed expression, Jiang Shuyao miraculously understood his thoughts.
The two people's ideas tacitly matched. In Jiang Shuyao's opinion, the unhealthy thing like a late night snack is delicious. For example, a bowl of instant noodles and sausage at twelve o'clock is the guilt that you eat.
"Then let's eat skewers."
She took out a piece of mutton and simply marinated it, and ordered Xie Xun to say, "Look for something that can be used to make a long sign."
Xie Xun left the candles behind, looked around the kitchen, and asked in a low voice, "How about chopping with long chopsticks?"
"If you can chop finely, that's fine."
Xie Xun took back the long chopsticks and a kitchen knife. Jiang Shuyao was frightened and said, "Don't split your hands."
Xie Xun was speechless and gave her a look of "Am I so weak in your heart?"
He used precision and force, dropped the knife quickly and ruthlessly, and chopped the chopsticks into evenly thin sticks.
Jiang Shuyao touched the fine stick, the section was smooth and there were almost no burrs.
"Wow, yes," she complimented.
Xie Xun was a little proud, and the corners of his mouth curled up proudly. Although he didn't know what he was proud of.
When the mutton was almost marinated, Jiang Shuyao began to skewer the skewers. The mutton skewer stickers pay attention to the combination of fat and thin, mutton and tail oil are interspersed with skewers, usually three meats and one oil.
After the string is finished,
Jiang Shuyao squatted down and ordered some firewood.
Xie Xun also squatted down to help, took a small handful of hay and lit it, and the fire soared, instantly illuminating the entire small kitchen.
Jiang Shuyao hurriedly squeezed his wrist and stuffed it into the stove, pressing his breath, "It's too bright, be careful."
Xie Xun let go and whispered, "Why do you feel like a thief?"
Jiang Shuyao: "...Aren't we?"
Xie Xun: "...It makes sense."
After the charcoal was fully burned, the stove was illuminated with a bright red glow. Jiang Shuyao held the mutton skewers in both hands and slowly grilled them on the charcoal fire.
The mutton skewers were heated, and the fumes gradually emerged. Jiang Shuyao instructed Xie Xun to fan the fire with a fan to ensure high temperature and no black smoke from open flames.
The aroma came out after a while of roasting. Jiang Shuyao kept flipping the mutton skewers, overlapping and shaking from time to time, to ensure that every piece of mutton and mutton oil could be roasted.
Lamb kebabs don't need complicated seasonings, just salt, cumin, and chili noodles are enough. Unfortunately, chili noodles are kept in a sealed small kitchen. Today, I can't eat spicy and fragrant kebabs.
She stacks the lamb skewers, sprinkles them evenly with fine salt, and presses each other a few times. When the mutton oil is heated, it is sizzling and oily. After sprinkled with cumin powder, the fragrance of cumin wafts out quickly. Even if the mutton skewers are grilled to the point of being burnt, even if they are taken out, the fragrance of cumin is strong, and the smell of cumin is still strong. The oil that came out crackled together.
The surface of the mutton skewers is browned, grilled to a bright and shiny surface, covered with cumin, the mutton oil is translucent, and skewered with irregular pieces of mutton.
Jiang Shuyao gave half of the string to Xie Xun, and Xie Xun couldn't wait to take it.
The mutton skewers don't have the mutton smell of mutton. They only smell of oil and cumin. The edges of the mutton pieces are a bit burnt, and there is an attractive charcoal fragrance.
Taking a few breaths did not cool the mutton skewers, but made the scent lingering on the tip of the nose heavier.
Xie Xun didn't care about the scalding, he took a bite on the mutton skewer, pulled it to the side, and the mutton piece entered, chewing while inhaling.
The mutton pieces are tender and delicious. The high temperature roasting makes the skin slightly crispy, which locks the moisture inside, making it fresh and juicy. The cumin completely removes the mutton of the mutton, leaving only the fresh aftertaste.
The mutton oil is roasted and shrunk, and the fat oil flows along the mutton skewers, giving the lean meat an oily aroma, the edges are slightly burnt, and the gravy inside is abundant, which makes people instantly appetizing.
Bite off the delicious and juicy lean meat, then pull a piece of suet into your mouth, and the moment you bite through the slightly crispy skin, the suet seems to have been scratched out in your mouth, the fat splashes, and the rich oily fragrance is immediately felt. Diffuse in the mouth.
One bite of lean meat, one bite of fatty meat, or a mouthful of open-mouthed meat, chewing the tender but not woody lean meat together with the fat meat that is crispy on the outside and watery on the inside.
"It would be great if there was chili noodles. Sprinkle more chili and eat it while the mutton skewers are still sizzling with oil. The cumin fragrance is rich, spicy and overbearing, spicy and fresh, and you can't stop at all."
Xie Xun was so greedy for her words that he fantasized about the taste of spicy mutton skewers while chewing.
"How about bringing chili noodles for another meal tomorrow?" he suggested.
Jiang Shuyao said while blowing the air, "Chili noodles.
Locked in the kitchenette. "
"Come through the window."
"The window fell from the inside when the small kitchen was closed, it can't be opened like a large kitchen."
Xie Xun thought for a while and said, "I'll go back later and see if I can pry it open. If it doesn't work, I'll go down from the roof."
Looking at Jiang Shuyao's words as he smashed the window, he felt a sense of guilt that a good child was brought to her side.
"Then when you take the chili noodles, take out the seasoning box I put next to the sauce jar, and the bread crumb bag next to it..."
Xie Xun wrote down them one by one. The two of them ate their mouths full of oil, neatly cleaned the evidence of the crime, and happily turned out the window.
Jiang Shuyao sighed: "It's even more refreshing to have some wine when making skewers."
Xie Xun said: "You should drink less bars, there is no woman who likes to drink." He would not say that the last time Jiang Shuyao was drunk, he cried and cried and frightened him.
"No." Jiang Shuyao hummed.
Xie Xun and Jiang Shuyao returned to the yard, and while there was no one in the yard, the two sneaked to the window of the small kitchen to cat.
Xie Xun tried to pick the lock for a while, but failed to pick it. He simply stepped on the big cylinder next to him and turned over to the room, uncovered the tile and jumped into the house.
Jiang Shuyao let out the air for him, and said, "What's the matter? It's quite talented."
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The large kitchen has a lot of vegetables and meat every day, and no one cares about the lack of a small piece of lamb.
Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun formed a strange supper squad, and they went to the big kitchen to bake again the next day.
It may be a secret, but the two of them just tasted like a picnic.
Xie Xun had a comfortable supper, and he didn't feel so resentful for lunch and dinner.
On the contrary, Lin Cheng felt more and more resentful every day. When it came to lunch, he sighed, even more than Xie Xun looking forward to the opening of the small kitchen.
After Jiang Shuyao ordered Xie Xun to carry out her seasonings, she cared less about the unblocking of the small kitchen. Anyway, she could cook and cook like this in Zhou's.
During the day, she came to visit the second room in the morning, and would not go back until dinner was over.
Jiang Shuyao sat in front of the table and unfolded the letter that Lin Shiwei handed over.
Although Lin was pregnant, she had no intention of keeping her in the house. She went out all day to look at the storefronts, select farmland, etc. Jiang Shuyao was a little bit dumbfounded when she saw the passion she showed in her letter. Lin really likes doing business.
Zhou shi walked over with a cane, and seeing Jiang Shuyao's soft expression, he asked, "Is there a letter from Mrs. Xiangyang?"
Jiang Shuyao nodded: "She is thinking about opening a restaurant recently, and she runs around the city all day."
From time to time, Jiang Shuyao will reveal some novel business concepts in the letter, such as chain stores, snack streets, etc. Lin was very interested in hearing it, and it didn't take long to order the shops and streets, hoping to develop the food industry drastically .
Lin was so excited that he forfeited the words in the letter and wrote them one by one.
After reading an article, she put it on the table, and Zhou was sitting next to her, her eyes were attracted by Lin's sloppy handwriting. After reading it a few more times, she was unconsciously attracted by the content of the letter.
She didn't know anything about buying land for business, but she could feel the excitement of the letter writer, and the feeling of passion and fighting spirit for one thing made her feel very inexplicable.
She thought about it carefully, in her life, she might only have this kind of mood when she was practicing martial arts at a young age. Later, as I got older and suffered a lot, I put down my sword, and I lived in a daze, and I couldn't even find a thing I liked.
She looked back, resting her chin in a daze.
Thinking that the person in the letter was looking to do business as a sustenance and was full of energy, she unconsciously made a comparison between herself and Lin.
Some things are destined to change. After comparison, some things are out of control. After years of confusion, some ideas have vaguely emerged in the heart, such as tender seedlings breaking the ground, bringing a seemingly tiny green vitality to the barren.