Sprinkle the minced garlic chopped in advance evenly on the dishes, cover the pot and let it simmer for about two minutes, then the chef Chuntao wrapped the ears of the wok with a wet towel and slid it to the edge of the stove. .
The rough maid next to the cook hurriedly changed the big pot for boiling water, and then handed over a brand new spatula.
Chuntao opened the lid of the pot, picked out most of the minced garlic, and threw it into the swill bucket, and then stirred the remaining minced garlic until no traces could be seen, and then officially put it on the plate, and then garnished with a few incense sticks. Celery.
"Send it to the hall."
As she instructed, she tore off the sleeves on her arms, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the lining of her apron, and when the rough maid came out of the small kitchen with a plate, she stuck her butt on the small bench.
Beating her sore calf with her fist, Chuntao scolded that Caixia over and over again.
If it weren't for that little hoof who insisted on doing something wrong, and was beaten for several days and couldn't get out of bed, there should have been two helpers on duty in this small kitchen, how could he be so tired
While muttering, someone suddenly picked up the curtain and entered the kitchen. At first, Chuntao just thought it was the rough maid who delivered the vegetables, so she didn't pay much attention to it, but someone asked, "Sister Chuntao, that black chicken soup. Is there anything left?"
"Oh, so it's Miss Qingwen!"
Chuntao screamed, jumped up from the small bench in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you explained it at noon, let's boil more black chicken soup, how dare we ignore it on the stove?"
Saying that, he raised his hand and pointed to the casserole on the small stove next to it, which was simmering with charcoal fire: "Look, this has been simmering slowly until now, and there are about two or three bowls left."
"Sister Lao is bothering you."
Qingwen took out dozens of big coins from her sleeve and handed them forward. Chuntao was full of 'it's impossible', but she had already kept the copper coins in her hands and counted them roughly.
It was found that it was nearly twice as much as what Sanjie You had awarded last time, and the smile on Chuntao's face became more and more enthusiastic.
She turned around and took out food boxes, spoons, chopsticks and other items from the cupboard next to her, put the small casserole in it, and smiled again: "The casserole on the left and right doesn't have much weight, girl, just take it together. When you're free, it's not too late to send it back."
Qingwen thanked her, and took the food box out of the small kitchen, but instead of going to the main room where she was gathering and dispersing, she didn't go back to the west wing where she lived. Instead, she went outside the courtyard.
"stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the dark veranda.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Furong, the maid next to Ruan Rong, came out of the veranda, stopped in front of Qingwen with a sneer, swept her narrow triangular eyes to the food box, and asked with a pouted mouth, "Here What are you wearing?"
As early as when Qingwen was in charge of taking care of Sun Chengyi, the two of them didn't look at each other, so seeing that she was blocking the way, Qingwen didn't have a good face for her, and looked at her coldly for a long time, then finally. Not salty or bland, he spit out three words: "Black Chicken Soup."
"what!"
Furong originally lost a little momentum in the stalemate just now, but when she heard the words 'black chicken soup', she immediately scolded as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, "This black chicken soup is originally from My aunt is considerate to Concubine Zhen, so I let her cook two bowls on the stove every day, so why would it be your turn to steal your favor?"
Without waiting for Qingwen to refute, she sneered again: "Especially that Caixia is still the family law ordered by the second master himself. You rushed to visit her, but where did you put the second master?"
In fact, it was Xiangling who offered to send black chicken soup to Caixia to make up her body.
But seeing Furong taking Sun Shaozong out first, Qingwen didn't want to use Xiangling as a shield, she was wondering if there was any other way, when she heard someone shouting from behind, "Furong, where did you just die? Don't dare to go back and wait on it!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the pomegranate rushing over in a hurry.
Furong staggered a few steps by her pull, and finally got to her feet. She couldn't help but say annoyed, "Why are you pulling me? This little hoof stole the black chicken soup from the kitchen. I want..."
"To shut up!"
Pomegranate scolded, but turned back with three points to please, Xiang Qingwen smiled: "Sister, don't be annoyed, this crazy girl has always listened to the wind and rain, and she didn't mean to make things difficult for you."
After speaking, he reminded attentively: "Although it is not a few steps away, my sister should have a lantern anyway, otherwise, if you bump into it, how will you get it?"
These remarks made Qingwen stunned.
Although this pomegranate didn't target her everywhere like Furong, she never gave her any good looks, but today she was screaming like a sister, which was really incomprehensible.
Could it be that the hysteria burns confused
Until she saw Pomegranate and Hibiscus return to the main room, Qingwen was still full of confusion. She stood in the yard thinking for a long time, and then she remembered that she had to send black chicken soup to Caixia.
So she temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart and hurried out of the small courtyard with the food box.
Going around all the way, I came to an inconspicuous courtyard in the northwest corner. I saw a gray room in the innermost hand, only a bean-sized oil lamp was lit. Looking in through the window paper, the dimness was like a ghost fire.
In this situation, even though Qingwen has not seen her yet, her mind is full of 'desolate and desolate' portrayals.
What's the point of this
To be honest, even though she was also in the Rongguo Mansion, she had a sweetheart that she couldn't let go of, but Qingwen couldn't really understand, Caixia's infatuation with Jia Huan.
In terms of character, knowledge, appearance, background, and future, which one is Jia Huan outstanding
Not to mention that he is only eleven years old now!
perhaps…
This is the legend of evil.
Shaking her head and sighing, Qingwen picked up the curtain and entered the room, and then the faint light swept around the room before she found Caixia's figure on the hard board bed in the northwest corner.
"Qingwen?"
At this time, Caixia had already discovered Qingwen, she got up from the bed on her side, and said in surprise, "Why did you come?"
"Aunt Zhen heard that your injury has not been easy, so she specially asked me to bring some Ejiao black chicken soup to nourish blood and qi."
While talking, Qingwen went to the hard bed and saw that there were no tables and chairs around, so she put the food box on the ground, lifted the mattress on the bed to a corner, took out the casserole and put it on it, then put the chopsticks and The spoon was handed to Caixia.
"Well, it was simmering with charcoal just now. Drink more while it's hot."
Caixia was stunned for a while with the spoon and chopsticks before she sighed: "It's rare that she still remembers the past feelings."
"Yuanyang also remembers it!"
Qingwen said angrily: "If it wasn't for her pleas, you were still chopping firewood and carrying water. How could you help the cook? But you are good, just arrived in the small kitchen... Forget it, you may not be willing to listen to what I say. "
Halfway through speaking, seeing Caixia's pale expression, she suddenly became uninterested, lifted the lid of the casserole, and explained, "If you have leftovers, you should put them under the bed first, and I will warm them up for you tomorrow. -If anyone asks, just push me on the head."
After saying that, he got up and went back to the backyard.
"Qingwen!"
Just one foot in the door and one foot outside the door, Caixia suddenly called her, Qingwen looked back suspiciously, but heard Caixia say with awe: "Second Master Bao is different from Master Third, without you by your side, it is the same. To be rich and wealthy.”
What does this mean
Are you making fun of yourself? !
Qingwen couldn't help but lowered her face and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"It doesn't mean anything else."
I just heard Caixia say again: "I'm just thinking, as long as that person lives peacefully and comfortably, those of us who are slaves should be content, why do you have to force something?"
At first glance, these words seem a bit ridiculous - isn't it Caixia herself who is really demanding something
However, after careful consideration, although Caixia made trouble in front of Sun Shaozong twice, she never expected to return to Jia Huan's side.
Thinking of this, Qingwen suddenly became a little flustered, because she suddenly realized that her feelings for Baoyu were not as pure as Caixia's for Jia Huanlai!
And this is something she never wants to admit.
So in a panic, she responded indiscriminately and ran away in a hurry.
Until she got to the west wing of the backyard, Qingwen was in a mess, sitting in the living room for a long time, until she heard a few calls in her ear, only to realize that it was Xiangling who came back after dinner.
"What's wrong with my sister?"
Xiangling asked suspiciously, "Could it be that Caixia said something unpleasant?"
"This... this is not."
Although Xiangling treated her like a sister, Qingwen didn't want Xiangling to know that she was entangled in her heart, so she forced a smile and said, "Just when I was going out, I quarreled with that Furong, and I felt a little bit in my heart. It didn't go well."
Hearing that it was about the maid next to Ruan Rong, Xiang Ling was also tangled. She wanted to persuade Qingwen to leave things alone, but knowing her temperament, she would not change course easily.
Just in desperation, I suddenly remembered what Ruan Rong had explained, and hurriedly said: "By the way, I have an urgent matter, and I need to discuss it with my sister- today's Er Ye got news when he entered the palace to face the Holy Spirit, The court may want to send Erye to Huguang to quell the rebellion."
"This trip can be at least a year, or two or three plantings. The second master is naturally inseparable from the care of others - but Sister Ruan and I have to take care of the children at home, and only Aunt You can follow the second master to the south."
"However, Aunt You was worried that the little girl beside her would not be well served, so she specially recommended her sister..."
"She recommended me? Why?!"
When Qingwen heard this, she was stunned. She had never had anything to do with the second sister You. This was for no reason. How could the second sister You suddenly recommend her to go out as an official with Sun Shaozong
Xiang Ling pursed her lips and said narrowly, "Elder sister has always been a smart one, how could she be confused now? I think it will be justifiable to call me 'sister' again when Second Master wins and returns to court."
When Qingwen heard this, what else could she not understand
Obviously, the word 'serving' is not as simple as serving tea and pouring water, and making beds and quilts.
The reason why Second Sister You recommended herself was because she was afraid of making Ruan Rong jealous. After all, Concubine Zhao was not far behind; secondly, since she took the initiative to recommend her, if she was really favored in the future, she would have to owe her a debt. A favor.
No wonder the attitude of the pomegranate changed greatly before, and the feelings were also afraid that he would take revenge on the two of them!
only…
Qingwen twisted ten green fingers like a twist, and shook her head with difficulty: "I'm afraid it won't work."
Although when she was in the Rongguo Mansion, she even thought about going to fight against Lu Bu with Pinger and Xiaohong, but it was just a spur of the moment.
Now I heard that Sun Shaozong intends to close her up, and Qingwen's heart is full of Jia Baoyu's shadow. Although she knows that there is little hope, is she willing to give up her body easily
Seeing her panicked and resentful expression, Xiangling's face suddenly disappeared, she stepped forward and hugged Qingwen's shaved shoulders, and said softly, "I can roughly understand what my sister is thinking. , I think back then, Young Master Xue…”
Now that Xue Pan is mentioned again, she is actually a little uncomfortable, but after a bit of a slowdown, she continued: "When Young Master Xue gave me to the second master, I was actually very uneasy, but you and I are from such a background. , how can you go against the master's will?"
"And then I got along with the second master for a long time, but I was very fortunate - to tell the truth from my sister, I have secretly thanked the Buddha several times, so that I can meet the second master in my life."
"It's been a while since my elder sister came to our house. I don't need to tell you what kind of person the second master is. Since there is no hope for Jia Gongzi, is it still a shame to entrust your life to such a man? Is it your sister?"
Just this sentence alone may not shake Qingwen's heart, but it echoes Caixia's 'don't force it', but it really makes Qingwen hesitate.
For a while, I thought about it, and simply pushed the boat like this, breaking the obsession with Jia Baoyu; for a while, I remembered the carefree years by Jia Baoyu's side.
In the end, she couldn't make a definite decision. Instead, she suddenly remembered a person, so she blurted out and asked, "Since you want to choose someone who will serve people, why didn't you choose a mandarin duck?"
Xiangling has also heard the rumors in the mansion, so it is not surprising that Qingwen mentioned the mandarin duck at this time, but shook her head and said, "The eldest wife is pointing at him to help, so that the mansion is in good order. Where is the moment? leave her?"
In fact, Qingwen just said it casually, wanting to take the opportunity to change the subject, but after seeing Xiangling say a few words, she dismissed the matter, and suddenly became silent again.
And Xiangling didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only silently stay by her side.
The two sat like this for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, there was a small knock on the door, followed by the respectful voice of Pomegranate: "Aunt Zhen, the second master called you to come and speak."
The two masters and servants in the house just woke up. Xiangling hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door, preparing to go with Shiliu to the main room of the main room.
Who would have thought that Shiliu was standing at the door but was not in a hurry to leave. She recoiled at Qingwen and said with a smile: "Sister just locked the door, I'm afraid Aunt Zhen won't be back at night."
Thanks to the book friend 'Fragrant Flame, Ambush' for the reward.