After Crossing, and Husband Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies To Farm

After she left, Zhou Ying took off the padded jacket, because the room was too hot.

After gradually sweating, he put on the padded jacket again, and then went to the small kitchen next to the east chamber, and closed the fire door.

The meal at noon is really simple. You can bake flatbread, sliced ​​meat and stir-fried cabbage, and then there is miscellaneous batter.

Zhou Ying invited her to sit down and eat with her.

However, as soon as the cake entered the mouth, he frowned, looked up at Haitang and asked, "Haitang, do you use warm water for this cake?"

"Yes, it's softer to eat like this."

"But it's still a little hard. Next time, use half of the hot noodles and half of them with ordinary water and warm noodles. Remember that the noodles must be soft, just enough to hold them with your hands."

"Okay, I'll try." Haitang nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying bowed her head and started to eat. The dishes were well fried, especially the sliced ​​meat inside, which was obviously marinated with starch, and it tasted tender and delicious.

The cabbage bang is only evenly heated through, and it tastes very crisp. Generally speaking, this dish is fried well.

But he couldn't get on the table, so he told her the recipe of stuffed cabbage with meat and said, "Let Brother Shao try it later, this dish will be one of the restaurant's signature dishes in the future."

"What did you think, that you thought of using cabbage leaves to wrap meat stuffing." Haitang asked with a surprised face after hearing this.

"So if you want to be a good cook, you have to keep innovating, otherwise you will soon fall behind.

Isn't it the same for the imperial chef? If it weren't for continuous innovation, the chef would have to be changed every year. "

"That's right, it seems that we have to study it carefully when we look back."

"Okay, if you need any materials, you can go to Qiu's mother to buy them with silver. It's just a matter of practicing your hands, and at the same time, everyone needs to improve their food."

"Understood, we will definitely work hard."

"By the way, isn't it the only house behind that doesn't have a fire dragon?"

"Yeah, so we moved to the front."

"That's good. Find a way to exchange some broken silver and copper coins tomorrow so that I can pay them wages."

"clear."

After Haitang went out after the meal, Zhou Ying simply tidied up the house, then lay down on the soft couch and squinted for a while, and when she woke up, she was bored and went to the small study in the ear room to practice calligraphy.

When Haitang came to deliver tea, she saw her handwriting and said with a smile: "Ma'am, you are still not good at handwriting, it seems that you need to practice more in the future."

Hearing what she said, Zhou Ying remembered the scene of the original master practicing calligraphy. The writing was the same as her own. It can only be said to be neat and neat, without the slightest sense of beauty.

Then he put down the brush and said, "Then try it, I'll have a cup of tea."

After finishing speaking, he took the tea and stepped aside.

Haitang shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, I haven't written for many years, and I don't even know how to use a pen."

"Try it, when you go to the restaurant in the future, there will be more opportunities to pick up a pen to write, but you have to pick it up.

Hearing this, Haitang finally bit the bullet and went in.

But her writing was not good in the first place, and she hadn't picked up a pen for many years, so her writing was a little better than that of a dog crawling, not as good as Zhou Ying's.

Zhou Ying regained her balance immediately, shook her head and said, "You need to practice more. Later, I will give you a set of ordinary Four Treasures of the Study. Practice hard."

"Yes, I must practice more diligently." Haitang said with her head drooping.

After that, she didn't dare to wait any longer, and after making sure that she had nothing to do by herself, she immediately ran out as if to escape.

Seeing this joy, Zhou Ying practiced brush calligraphy honestly after finishing her tea.