Niu Er officially joined Yang Shiheng's mansion. Of course, at his level, he would definitely not be taken to see Yang Shiheng. The manager sent someone to explain the etiquette to him, and then brought him to meet his colleagues in the kitchen, and he was serious Statement, he can not go anywhere except the kitchen.
The two kitchen maids with the highest status in the kitchen, one Liu's family is twenty-seven or eighty-eight, and the other Yang's family is in her thirties.
Niu Er was born to be tender and handsome, and he could speak again. Liu Shi and Yang Shi looked at him like a little brother, and they shouted affectionately after a while.
"Little two."
- It always makes Niu Er inexplicably feel like he is shouting for a runaway.
Niu Er also understood that most of the time Yang Shiheng's dishes were taken by them in turn and instructed the cooks below to cook the dishes next to them.
Although Niu Er was young, he came in as a substitute for a certain vacant cook. Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Yang even heard from the steward that the young man's kung fu was indeed not weak, so no one would ask him to do chores, just Let him be responsible for the food of the great man in the house for the time being.
Niu Eryi looks honest and does his own business with no distractions. He seems to be a good employee who doesn't like gossip. Apart from Dalang's preferences, he will not ask more about the house, it's called Liu Shi and Yang Shi From the looks of it, it's very permissible.
Yang Shiheng's family has a son and a daughter. Dalang's taste depends on his mother. His mother is a Sichuan girl, so this mother and son will not use the same dishes as Yang Shiheng.
Niu Er slowly cooked Sichuan cuisine for Yang Jia Dalang, and then came to a boiled beef first.
A long, long time ago, when Niu Er heard the name of the boiled beef dish, a very light picture always appeared in his mind. It was not until he ate this dish himself that he realized that it was completely different. The red oil peppers on that plate, Not to mention too hot.
At this time, although there is no pepper, there are substitutes such as pepper, Sichuan pepper, dogwood and so on.
Niu Er was cooking the beef, and Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Yang also served a few dishes and asked someone to bring it to Yang Shiheng.
It wasn't long before the vegetable porridge was returned.
Yang Shiheng thought it was too bland.
Liu Shi pouted, "Meat porridge is too greasy, and vegetable porridge is too bland."
Yang Shi smiled bitterly, "Lang Jun's mouth has been light recently, and the doctor said it was because of a bad stomach."
The steward appeared at the door: "Don't talk about it, Lang Jun is getting angry, saying that he is one of the chief ministers, and he can't even eat a bowl of rice and water. Let's make another bowl—Little Er, you also try to make a bowl. "
"...Oh." Niu Er responded, thinking that this gentleman is really temperamental.
Yang Shiheng is from Bianjing, and Niu Er thought that he liked sweets like the Bianjing people he knew, and started to boil walnuts, pine nuts, chestnuts, red beans, lotus seeds, peanuts, red dates, gorgons, etc. with rice.
The Liu family and the Yang family were also separated. One made vegetable porridge and the other made meat porridge.
When Liu Shi saw the porridge made by Niu Er, he couldn't help frowning: "Little Er, where is the porridge you made?"
Niu Er smiled, "Why isn't it porridge?"
Mrs Liu shook his head and said, "With so many fruits, I lost the true taste of porridge!"
Mrs Yang also said, "Yes, the water and rice are harmonious, soft and greasy as one, it is called porridge. With so many things added to your porridge, isn't the taste mixed and strange?"
Niu Er was criticized by the two seniors, but he said with a good-natured smile: "My name, Babao Porridge, is to taste the taste of many fruits. Isn't Langjun indifferent?"
He said, and in front of Liu Shi and Yang Shi, he threw caramel into the porridge like he didn't want money.
Liu & Yang: "..."
The two looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, what a nonsense! He didn't listen to anyone's persuasion. It seems that it is not certain whether this child will be able to stay today.
The three people's porridge was cooked and brought to Yang Shiheng's courtyard.
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After a while, a servant ran to the back kitchen to pass a message: "Where is the new cook? The boiled beef is well done, and Dalang will reward him in person."
Liu's and Yang's are calm, and they have also watched the meat slices made by Niu Er before, which indeed seems to be the type that Dalang would like.
Niu Er took a step forward, and before he spoke, the steward hurried over again, "Little Er, that porridge is good, Lang Jun can eat it, you come with me to collect the reward."
This sentence surprised Liu and Yang. With so many things mixed together, the taste should be messy. How could someone as picky as Lang Jun still eat it? Could it be that the mouth is so light that it has to be heavily flavored
The two chewed it carefully, and felt that there was another possibility.
That is, this Niu Er's porridge is messy and not messy, but instead presents a rare harmony.
Thinking of the name of Niu Erqi's porridge, they were even more certain in their hearts. It is not that there is no distinction between primary and secondary, but each is a "treasure", and each is outstanding, so it is called eight treasures porridge.
No matter what the two cooks were thinking, you can look at me and I will look at you for others. In the end, the little servant took a step back and asked Niu Er to go with the steward first.
Otherwise, how can the son and Laozi rob people
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Yang Shiheng still hadn't seen Niu Er in person, so Niu Er went to receive the reward, that is to say, he silently bowed to the steward outside Yang Shiheng's room, and then took the reward from the big steward.
The big housekeeper was about fifty years old, with a stern face, his small eyes swept over Niu Er several times, as if he had not picked out any faults.
Niu Er didn't notice it at all, and smiled sweetly at the big housekeeper: "Thank you."
The big butler's face stretched a little unconsciously, revealing a little smile. After all, boys who love to laugh will not have bad luck.
The steward was also slightly relieved, and felt that the big butler was quite satisfied with Niu Er, and he himself liked Niu Er quite a bit.
Niu Er received the reward, turned around again, and went to see the big man with the little servant.
The two walked outside the yard, and the young servant wanted to take him in, but a maid stopped them, "Why did you come at this time, Da Lang was very displeased, and said that if he came, he would rush back."
The little servant said anxiously: "It's not that Lang Jun's side wants to reward him, so he went to Lang Jun's place first."
The maid was also very helpless, "But Dalang has already said, you should tell him to go back first."
The little servant also knew that it was impossible to go and explain to Dalang, and there was some resentment in his heart. It was a good thing, but maybe he would also make Dalang unhappy, so he had to shyly say: "Let's go, I will take you back."
Niu Er said obediently: "Little brother, I remember the way I came here, you can go and do it, I'll just go back by myself."
The little servant shook his head, "No, I have to take you back."
"Then I'm bothering you." A trace of disappointment flashed in Niu Er's eyes.
Walking on the road, Niu Er couldn't help talking to him, and said in a sigh: "Is Lang Jun always so generous? You gave me a whole amount of money today."
"Everyone is different, but it's always...it's nothing." A hint of color flashed between the little servant's eyebrows, "You cook, you're still not as good as the people around you."
"Lang Jun is worthy of being the husband of the Duzhi Division!" Niu Er praised, "I heard that Dalang will also progress to the branch office? In the future, it will be the son's inheritance of the father's business. Brother, if you follow Dalang, it will naturally be more We have a much brighter future in the kitchen!"
The servant listened in a relaxed manner, "Yes, Dalang is the only son of Lord Lang, and it is natural for him to inherit his father's business. Besides, our Dalang is a prodigy of learning, and has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child!"
Niu Er blinked: "I'm a foreigner, I haven't heard of it before. It turns out that Dalang is so powerful, so Lord Lang must have relied on him very much? With Lord Lang's help and guidance in advance, and Dalang himself is a genius, There is bound to be a bright future ahead.”
The little servant moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and then closed his mouth again, holding it back for a long time and murmured: "Anyway, you are serving me, sir, good sir, we'll all have a good time. It's gone!"
"That's natural." Niu Er nodded vigorously.
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Niu Er missed an opportunity. After he went back, he pondered for a while, and got up early the next day.
He ground pepper and cornel into powder, and then took a fresh river fish to make soup, put pepper, cornel powder, and tempeh, ginger, garlic, etc. and boiled together, and finally boiled a pot of bright red and hot fish soup, all the fish meat. Cooked extremely soft and drenched in spiciness too.
Then I used this special fish soup, and served a bowl of scallion stuffed with beef, and finally sprinkled with a little fresh chopped green onion. The bright green color was dotted with the fiery red bottom. It looked very attractive and aroused people's appetite.
When he was done, Mrs. Liu looked on and was startled: "You came to Lin'an, and cooking Sichuan rice is more ruthless than the Sichuan people I've seen put spicy food. It's so early in the morning. Spicy? This, is this still glutinous rice?"
Like her and Yang's, the main attack is sweets, after all, they are in Bianjing. As for this Niu Er, he seems to know everything, and he is very bold. He dares to throw so many fruits into it when making porridge, and he dares to boil a spicy fish soup when making glutinous rice, making her speechless.
Ordinary people boil it in boiled water, and at most use clear soup, how could it be so different to make Sichuan rice.
"Sister, isn't this appetizing?" Niu Er also scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it to her mouth.
Liu Shi dubiously took a bite, and immediately his tongue became numb, and tears came out. He wiped his tears and said, "I really can't eat spicy, it's a little salty, but the smell of fish is very strong. It's not good to eat it in winter. Sweat all over? I don’t know if Dalang can stand it.”
"He liked the boiled beef yesterday. I guess he can stand it." Niu Er smiled and put the fish soup scallops on a plate, and then put some pancakes and side dishes, and asked someone to bring them to Dalang. .
Not long after, yesterday's servant appeared again, with a smile on his face, "Niu Er, come with me."
Liu Shi and Yang Shi looked at each other and could only look at each other with emotion.
This Niu Er was brave enough to find another way, but it also allowed him to find a clever way.
Niu Er wiped his hands and followed the servant out.
The little servant was quite emotional, "It seems that what is yours is yours, and you can't escape."
He took Niu Er to Da Lang and entered the room, only to see the luxurious furnishings in the room, not to mention other things, the fire shelter on the charcoal basin was also beautifully carved.
Yang Shiheng's eldest son, Yang Yuqing, sat leaning on a chair with bright red lips, apparently eating the fish soup.
Niu Er had been taught etiquette, and he always practiced etiquette when he came in.
Yang Yuqing said lazily: "You came up with the fish soup, and the eight-treasure porridge that you gave to Dad before?"
Niu Er nodded and said, "Yes, today I heard that Dalang likes spicy food, so he tried it. Is Dalang still satisfied?"
"That's right, even though I'm sweating, it's very refreshing." Yang Yuqing said with his feet up, "I called you, not just to reward you, I'll invite someone to enjoy the snow in a few days, you come along, Get me some dishes for Haosheng, just like these two days, you need to have some new ideas. If you are really capable, you will definitely benefit."
The little servant on the side looked envious, obviously knowing that Yang Dalang's generosity was indispensable to the cook's goodness.
Niu Er also looked like he was hit by a pie, and promised again and again: "The villain will definitely live up to his high hopes."
Dalang has revealed all the main points. It is he who invites friends to enjoy the snow, so it must be appropriate for the guests and hosts to enjoy it, and it must not be vulgar. Niu Er feels that he is still very confident.
Yang Yuqing said with a half-smile, "Get him some clothes to tie his head. This time, I won't bring a cook, but a little cook, and I can't give up on myself. If it's not pleasing to the eyes, why should I travel?" He put down his feet and walked in front of Niu Er. , pinched Niu Er's chin, raised his face and looked at it, "Well, not bad, not bad."
The tentacles are delicate and smooth, Yang Yuqing seems to be very satisfied with the feel of the hand, and he touched Niu Er's cheek again before letting go of his hand. He laughed and said, "What's your name?"
He looked at the young man with a smile, only to hear him bury his head shyly and whisper, "The villain is called Niu Er..."
"..." Yang Yuqing felt bored, as if Shi Hua had been ruined, "How do you name it... Forget it, go ahead."
"Yes." Niu Er stood up, his head still lowered, and narrowed his eyes.