I just want to travel fast

Chapter 469 The Little Cook in the Palace 6
Before the sky turned white, Mrs. Zhang had already woken up. Although she didn't sleep well at night, her biological clock was here, and she would wake up automatically when the time came.

In the early morning, when Mrs. Zhang got up to get dressed, she had already woken up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and also got up in the early morning.

"Guo'er, let's go to sleep again, when the time comes my mother will call you."

"No need, mother, I'll accompany you." Qingchen tried her best not to use Mrs. Zhang's help, and struggled with the buckle on the lapel by herself.

In ancient times, this was not good. There was no zipper for convenience. In the early morning, I was only about four years old, and my fingers were not very flexible.

Qingchen resolutely refused to admit that it was actually because her fingers were too thick to fasten the buttons.

Mrs. Zhang looked at her sensible daughter in the dark, and felt sad. For the first time, she felt that she had made a wrong decision in going to the palace to give birth to the child, and that the child was burdened with the words "birth at home".

But at the beginning, I had a big belly, no place to stay, and I didn't seek the palace. How can I seek the Tao?
Seeing that she had already dressed in the early morning, Mrs. Zhang quickly came to her senses, got up and went, there was a light on, she kept feeling in the dark for fear of disturbing Guo'er's rest, but now that Guo'er was already up, just turn it on.

After simply washing his face, Mrs. Zhang took out a lantern from the corner behind the door and lit it, and walked out the door holding Chen Chen's hand.

It was very quiet along the way, occasionally I heard a few insects chirping in the grass, and within the time for a cup of tea, we arrived at the small kitchen.

The lights in the kitchen were already brightly lit, and Aunt Feng had already started preparations.

It's not easy to be a cook like this. First of all, the first thing is to get up earlier than others.

Breakfast is relatively simple. In the palace, there are usually porridge, side dishes, steamed buns, noodles and so on. To be honest, I feel that it is no different from ordinary breakfast in the real world. Compared with the ingredients, the ingredients are more precious, but there are not too many tricks. At the very least, it is impossible for you to serve a plate of pancakes to the master.

After some discussion, they decided to cook a small pot of rice porridge with chicken fungus, a plate of emerald shrimp dumplings, a plate of small celery meat buns, a plate of honeydew melon, a plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of boiled kale, and a plate of cold cabbage.

Originally, I didn't need so many things, but the prince stayed with the concubine last night, so the breakfast was extra rich.

Chicken fir mushrooms are relatively expensive ingredients, they are only produced for a dozen days a year, and if they are not picked after these ten days, they will rot in the ground, and the taste of Sichuan Gui is the best.

This was also given by the emperor's father.

In fact, as for King Yi himself, it’s not that he has no connections if he wants to obtain these precious things. He has led troops in the Northwest for so many years, and it’s not that he has no connections at all.

Good steel should be used wisely, and the old emperor has not established a prince yet.

How many people are not interested in that position?

The original owner doesn't have any memory of these things, so I analyzed it myself after listening to people's gossip in the early hours of the past few days.

Don't think that servants won't gossip. It's even more serious when servants gossip. Just be careful not to be discovered by secrets.

That's a lot to say, let's continue with the breakfast question.

When I followed Mrs. Zhang into the small kitchen door in the early morning, I heard Mrs. Feng yelling in a low voice: "Be careful, these chicken fir fungi are very precious, even if you sell them, you can't pay for them. If you can stay in our small kitchen, you can stay here, if you can’t stay, you can go back wherever you came from!"

As a servant, you can't yell loudly, Aunt Feng can only yell in a low voice, but the face that usually looks kind and kind is a little distorted at this moment.

In the early morning, I took a look at the person who was scolded, and my heart became clear.

This is another first-class cook surnamed Liao. This Aunt Liao is on leave because of something at home, and she just came back today.
Chenchen suddenly understood the purpose of Mrs. Feng's trip last night.

"How many times have I taught it? When dealing with chicken fir fungus, you need to use fine white porcelain to carefully scrape the soil off the roots. You just don't have a brain, do you?"

Everyone else in the kitchen was watching this scene without making a sound, and Mrs. Liao was also silent, but her face was a little dark, and she couldn't say anything, because her people really did not handle it properly. Soil on chicken jelly mushrooms.

You must know that the hands of the servants who help in the kitchen are not delicate, and they cannot rub some hand oil or the like. It is winter, the reason for washing vegetables with water is that one pair of hands is not complete.

But because the work was easy and the food was good, everyone found a way and wanted to run to the small kitchen in a crowd.

And the person who was being scolded now used her burred hands to directly pick up the rewards given by the emperor.Although it is food, it is also a gift from the emperor. Maybe he really sells it and cannot afford to pay for it.

Although Mrs. Feng has the purpose of making a raft, but what she said is all reasonable.

Mrs. Zhang naturally understands this, but she can't let the matter go on like this. It's almost time for the breakfast, so what's the matter with everyone here?
So she could only step forward to be a peacemaker. She turned around and took out a fine white porcelain spoon from the shelf, and put the fungus on the apron with her other hand, scraping the soil gently, and said , "Don't get angry because of this matter, and don't delay the big event!"

After hearing Mrs. Zhang's words, Mrs. Feng put her face aside, and seeing that she was almost done, she said, "Still embarrassing yourself here!"

Then he turned to the others and said, "What are you waiting for? Wait for me to do it myself? Hurry up and dismantle an old hen! Leave the meat on the legs and wings to shreds, The rest are boiled into chicken soup for later use! Do I still need to talk about these things?"

As Aunt Feng finished speaking, the people in the small kitchen immediately took action. After what happened just now, there was no sound at all in the small kitchen, only the sound of people chopping vegetables and the sound of hot oil sizzling.

In addition, Aunt Liao made a slightly louder voice to show her dissatisfaction when handling the ingredients.

She can only express her dissatisfaction in this way. Whoever made her do something wrong.

The first battle ended with Mrs. Feng winning.

After watching such a big show for free early in the morning, he felt that he was full of energy for the whole day. He had a hunch that the days after that would not be boring.

But I have to be more careful, because Zhang is now considered to be of Aunt Feng's faction, and I may become their target, so I must be careful.

But the old monster is nothing to be afraid of, how come and how come back, she has plenty of tricks.

After this episode, everything went smoothly until Guanshi Huang came to pick up the meal.

After checking to see if there were any mistakes, Manager Huang ordered the third-class maid to take away the food box.

Then Aunt Feng waited at the door of the small kitchen again, but this time Aunt Liao was also waiting on the other side.

Like the door gods, the two stood on the left and right at the door of the kitchen, waiting for news.

Eating breakfast in the early morning, I thought to myself, now the small kitchen should be lively.

(End of this chapter)