Seeing Aunt Yu coming back, Xiao Nianzhi raised his head and glanced at the engraving not far away.
Just after arriving at Mao hour, Aunt Yu had already prepared meals and returned.
She originally thought that she would get up early to get food and come back.
After all, she is a disciple, so she can't always let her master take care of her.
result……
Still got up late!
Aunt Yu doesn't have so many particular thoughts and ideas.
After putting the porridge and steamed buns on the stone table, people came over, obviously asking about the pickled cucumbers.
The canteen chefs’ pickling skills are just like that, and Aunt Yu reluctantly eats them just to avoid going hungry.
Now that Xiao Nianzhi has made it, even if he hasn't eaten it, he can already guess that it must be delicious.
With a better choice, Aunt Yu would not wrong herself.
Xiao Nianzhi was just in a daze for a moment, and then went to the small kitchen to get pickled cucumbers.
After being pickled overnight, the crisp and tender cucumbers are already colored and delicious.
The cucumber, which was originally emerald green and tender, is now smudged red by the soy sauce, and the color of the originally tender green skin has also deepened a lot.
Coupled with chopped crimson dogwood and garnished with minced garlic that is also dyed red, this small pot of pickled cucumbers is already very delicious just by looking at it.
Aunt Yu liked it at first sight and walked out first with a basin. Xiao Nianzhi reacted and hurriedly went to wash up, then changed clothes and came out.
Today I am going to roast duck, so Xiao Nianzhi changed into old clothes.
An embroidered blouse in the color of bamboo and moon, paired with a cyan horse-faced skirt embroidered with dark patterns, and two cute little flower bags on her hair, with the bright-colored pearls that Aunt Yu had given her yesterday.
The clothes are the original owner's old summer clothes. Although they are not made of gauze material, they are also made of thin cotton and are very comfortable to wear.
Moreover, fine cotton fabric has excellent sweat absorption, so such clothes are more comfortable and practical in the kitchen than tulle.
Seeing Xiao Nianzhi coming over, Aunt Yu moved her chopsticks.
She first took a sip of her favorite sugar porridge. Seeing this scene, Xiao Nianzhi endured it again and again, and reminded in a low voice: "Auntie, eating too much sugar is not good for your skin."
After hearing this, Aunt Yu's hand that scooped the porridge paused slightly. After swallowing the porridge in her mouth, her mouth opened slightly and did not move for a long time.
At this moment, she felt that the sugar porridge in the bowl suddenly no longer smelled good.
The problem was that before Xiao Nianzhi finished speaking, she had been holding it in for a long time. She had previously felt that since the two of them had only known each other for a short time, she was just pointing fingers, fearing that her aunt would be annoyed.
However, the other party's method of eating sweets...
Xiao Nianzhi was really afraid that something would happen to her!
After the words came out, Xiao Nianzhi felt that persuading people was actually not that difficult to say.
Especially after she regarded her aunt as a real relative, she couldn't hold back those words she had prepared long ago.
During the following breakfast time, Xiao Nianzhi carefully explained to Aunt Yu the disadvantages of eating too much sugar.
From skin deterioration to increased physical burden, you are prone to various diseases.
At the end, Aunt Yu put down the porridge with tears in her eyes and picked up the steamed buns.
Looking at Aunt Yu's pitiful appearance, Xiao Nianzhi sighed softly: "Of course, occasional indulgence is okay, but if you can't eat it as food, it is really bad for your health."
In fact, it is really difficult to quit sugar. Xiao Nianzhi herself has never thought about quitting, but she will pay attention to control her intake.
She can understand that sweet tooth lovers have a preference and obsession with sugar.
She never thought that she could succeed in persuading her just once, so just take your time.
Aunt Yu didn't want to eat anymore, so she took two bites of steamed buns. After calming down her shock, she picked up the pickled cucumbers she had been looking forward to all night.
After one night, the cucumbers have been pickled and flavorful. When you take a bite, the crisp and tender texture is still there, but a lot of salty flavor has been added.
Because of the addition of chopped dogwood, it is crispy and salty, with a hint of spiciness.
This kind of spiciness will not make people feel uncomfortable, and it feels just right when paired with white porridge or steamed buns.
Aunt Yu swallowed a piece and nodded hurriedly: "Well, it's delicious!"
She also didn't expect that after eating the stupid pickles in the cafeteria for so long, she would finally be able to eat something decent.
Aunt Yu even felt that the pickles she ate in the palace were no match for those made by Xiao Nianzhi!
Seeing that Aunt Yu was eating well, Xiao Nianzhi laughed: "Aunt Yu likes it, and I will pickle it later for her to eat."
Aunt Yu listened and nodded expectantly.
Aunt Yu finally drank the bowl of sugar porridge quietly, and Xiao Nianzhi just pretended not to see it.
After eating, she simply cleaned up and went to the cafeteria.
When Xiao Nianzhi passed by, Manager Qiu happened to be walking out. When he saw her, he hurriedly said hello: "Yuan Niang, the tools you want will take some time. We won't rush the work on those iron molds, and we won't add them." Money will take longer, just wait."
Xiao Nianzhi was not in a hurry, he just smiled and nodded to show that he knew, thanked Manager Qiu again, and then entered the kitchen.
Manager Qiu purchased ducks that had already been packed away.
After Xiao Nianzhi comes over, he can proceed directly to the next step.
Chef Shui and the others didn't leave either, saying they could help Xiao Nianzhi.
Afraid that Xiao Nianzhi thought they wanted to use this reason to steal their master, Chef Shui also specifically explained to Xiao Nianzhi: "We are just starting to attack. Just call us if you need it."
He said it euphemistically. Xiao Nianzhi's understanding is that those exclusive inheritances of yours can be carried on our backs, and other times, if someone needs help, that's fine.
Xiao Nianzhi doesn't mean to have an exclusive monopoly. On the contrary, she quite likes promotion.
So, after listening to Chef Shui's words, Xiao Nianzhi waved his hands in a hurry: "It's okay, let's work together quickly."
Hearing what she said, the chefs felt a little embarrassed.
There is strength in numbers, and the number of ducks purchased is also limited, only thirty in total.
These ducks might not even make a splash if placed in the cafeteria.
Therefore, today’s duck is destined not to be eaten by everyone!
As for how to distribute it in the end?
Of course, they will be graded based on how good they are in today’s homework!
Those who learn well can eat meat, but those who learn poorly may not even be able to drink duck soup!
The Master was also very straightforward today. Before the lecture, he had already told the students about this matter.
The students who didn't have midnight snack last night suddenly became excited.
The academic masters are fine, but the scumbags are almost crying with their heads in their hands.
Can't this world be kinder to scumbags like them?
When the rich aroma of roast duck floated to the academy, the students began to cry uncontrollably.
Zhang Huaiyuan's knowledge is not bad, but their class, if placed in modern times, is a rocket class, a top class.
To put it bluntly, all the members are academic masters, and there is no watering down.
Therefore, he was not sure whether he could make it into the top five today.
Master said that only the first five people can get the roast duck, and whether the rest can get the soup depends on luck.
Zhang Huaiyuan read silently and gently pushed Zhao Yunfeng who was closest to him: "Are you confident?"
Zhao Yunfeng glanced at him and said nothing. His mouth was still moving, and he was obviously writing silently.
Seeing this, Zhang Huaiyuan's pressure instantly increased, but he couldn't help but want to speak when he was nervous, so he pursed his lips and quickly spoke again: "That second brother of yours, I heard that he has been uneasy recently. .”
Midnight
(End of chapter)
