Blissful Days After Widowhood Chapter 34: Knives

Mrs. An can't figure it out. Although some of the ladies cook in person to show their virtuousness, they are all pretending. The real work is all the cooks. Are the tender and tender fingers rough?

General An asked her: "Then you think, besides this, what else can she learn?"

Mrs. An thought about it seriously, and she really didn't have it anymore. Forget it, just learn how to cook. Anyway, if you say it, you will have the same skill: "Okay, mother, I'll go find a master for you." /

"No, I'm going to Ningxi to learn."

"Ningxi?"

"It's the Ning Xi who I smashed her restaurant and paid him 2,000 taels of silver!"

"How does this work? Besides, people don't want to teach you!"

"I don't care, anyway, I'm going to learn from her." An Mingyue's idea was that since Prince Qi likes to eat her dishes, then when I learn it, I can naturally keep Prince Qi. my heart!

Before Mrs. An could be stopped by someone, An Mingyue had already run out on a horse, and there was no one else but An Mingyue who dared to race in the Mansion of An Guogong.

Ning Xi had a headache when she saw this Miss An. Didn't she make it clear that she was bored with Prince Qi? What is she doing again?

"Ningxi, I'm here to apprentice!" An Mingyue shouted from a distance.

"What teacher?"

"I want you to be my teacher! Ningxi, teach me how to cook!"

"Can I talk or not teach?"

"Of course not, otherwise I'll smash your restaurant again, at most it's just a little money, I'm not unable to afford it!"

"Okay, you come with me." Ning Xi took An Mingyue to the already built kitchen, where the ding ding ding was busy, "Being my apprentice has to learn from scratch, you see Look, what do you want to learn first?"

An Mingyue looked at the busy apprentices, some were practicing knife craftsmanship, and saw a flash of knife light, a turnip turned into a pile of diced turnips of the same size, and some were practicing turning the pot, The heavy big iron pot was filled with fine sand, tossed upward with one hand, the fine sand was thrown into the air, and then returned to the pot neatly, not a single grain was scattered on the ground, and there were kneaders, a few up and down. Up and down, a ball of dough turned into a handful of thin noodles in his hand.

An Mingyue looked reluctantly: "I don't want to learn this, can I just learn cooking?"

"Of course not. Anyone who learns to cook must start with the most basic ones."

"I don't believe it, do you also learn from these?" Ning Xi is younger than himself. If he really learned from scratch step by step, he wouldn't be able to learn it even if he was born. At this point today!

"This is natural, if you don't believe it, just point it out and see if there is anything I can't do?"

An Mingyue pointed at the person who was cutting vegetables: "Then you can cut the vegetables and show me. If you can convince me of your knife skills, I will listen to you and learn from scratch."

"Okay, you're good at what you say." Ning Xi waved his hand to let the man give up a seat, and picked up a fat white radish next to him, "Alright." Rao Shi, An Mingyue, kept her eyes wide open. I didn't even see how the knife in Ning Xi's hand was moving. I only saw a flash of light from the knife. The knife in Ning Xi's hand probably cut hundreds or thousands of knives on that little radish, and she was stunned. It was impossible to see what Ning Xi had done on the radish.

It wasn't until Ningxi threw the radish in her hand into a large bowl full of water next to her that she could see clearly that the bowl was full of shredded radishes as thin as hair, and these shredded radishes were all shredded radishes. What grows on the main body of the radish is like a chrysanthemum blooming in a bowl.

A radish has six sides: front, back, left, right, top, and bottom. Except for one of the sides, which is used as the base, the other five sides have grown such a radish chrysanthemum, which is amazingly delicate .

Ningxi picked up a whole radish and told An Mingyue with a gesture: "Look at the five sides here, each side is cut a hundred times horizontally from here, and then a hundred times vertically, each knife is not to the end, A total of 1,000 knives are needed to cut out such five chrysanthemums."

An Mingyue was speechless: "Here, you really cut a thousand knives on this radish?"

Ning Xi nodded: "That's right, and as long as one knife is slightly biased and cuts off a shredded radish, all previous efforts will be lost. Tell me, how is my knife skill?"

An Mingyue lowered her head and said dejectedly: "If you want me to practice swordsmanship like this, you should just kill me! Anyway, I definitely won't do it."

"That's not necessary, ordinary people can't practice to this level."

"What about that?" An Mingyue's eyes flashed again.

"Well, go back and practice cutting cucumbers." Ning Xi picked up a green cucumber, and between the knife and the fall, a cucumber turned into a pile of thin cucumber slices. "Cut a cucumber into at least 200 slices, pick out 30 slices from the head and tail, and stack them together to compare the thickness. As long as the thickness of the two stacks of cucumber slices does not exceed five centimeters, you will pass the test. Come and follow me to learn how to make it. Let's cook!"

An Mingyue looked at the two stacks of cucumber slices that Ning Xi had folded at random. Well, the height of a single hair was not bad, and she said with a sad face: "Two hundred slices are too many, can you reduce it? "

"What is two hundred slices? Our apprentice with the worst skills can at least cut two hundred and fifty slices. If you can't do it, then don't be ashamed as soon as possible." Ning Xi didn't care. Say.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't even beat him!" An Mingyue glared at the little apprentice who was cowering behind, "You wait, I'll be back soon!"

My apprentice said, "My boss, you really look down on me. So far, I have never cut more than 100 cucumbers. However, in order to live up to Ning Xi's esteem, he secretly made up his mind that from today onwards, he must triple the usual amount of training and become the best junior apprentice in the entire Shuangxi Towers.

Ning Xi patted the little apprentice on the shoulder: "Work hard!"

"Yes, my boss, I will definitely work hard." The little apprentice expressed his determination with tears in his eyes.

After finally sending An Mingyue away, Ningxi still has work to do. The restaurant is scheduled to open in three days, and everything is ready. Now she is going to invite guests.

Specially found someone to write a popular post. Ning Xi brought Meng Shuangshuang to the Qi Wangfu to find Jun Shaofeng. In the past, Jun Shaofeng took the initiative to find them and went to the Qi Wangfu. This was the first time.

Stepping on the street where Prince Qi's mansion is located, Meng Shuangshuang's feet felt a little weak. This is very different from where they usually live. There are high blue walls on both sides, and there is an inexplicable kind of solemnity. Feeling oppressed, the pair of mighty stone lions at the gate of Prince Qi's Mansion glared at them, the golden door nails on the dark lacquered gate gleaming, much more imposing than all the wealthy houses she had been to before.

Meng Shuangshuang asked Ning Xi in a low voice, "Why don't you look nervous at all?"

Ning Xi smiled and said, "There's nothing to be nervous about, don't worry, this lion won't eat people." He stepped forward and clasped the brass ring the size of his own face, and soon someone came out to answer the door. It was a young doorman, Ning Xi smiled and stuffed him a small piece of silver, explaining the purpose of his visit. The doorman did not embarrass them, and let them wait in the doorman and run to spread the word.

Jun Shaofeng seems to have just woken up and came out wearing a robe casually. His hair is still a little messy, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye than the oily and pink face he used to dress up.

"What's the matter with the little girl looking for this prince?" Jun Shaofeng sat down in front of them carelessly, with Erlang's legs crossed.

Ningxi took out an oiled paper bag wrapped in cotton cloth and opened it, revealing the golden pieces of food inside, and handed it to Jun Shaofeng: "This is a little thing that the girl made in the morning, please try it."

As soon as the oil-paper bag was opened, a seductive scent penetrated into Jun Shaofeng's nostrils. He involuntarily put down his upturned legs and leaned over: "What is this?"

"Chicken popcorn." This is Ningxi's practice of modern McDonald's, wrapping the chicken in flour and frying it, adding her own special seasoning, which was unanimously approved by all the staff of Sungai Tower as soon as it came out of the pot. sought after.

Jun Shaofeng couldn't wait to pick one up and throw it into his mouth. The chicken popcorn was still hot, the outer layer was extremely crispy, and the chicken inside was soft and juicy. Leading him to eat one by one, until more than half of the chicken popcorn in the oil-paper bag was less than half, Jun Shaofeng only thought of the two people standing next to him, and asked a little embarrassedly, "What is the matter with me? , say it!"

Ning Xi took out a big red invitation card, handed it over respectfully, and said, "Minnu's Shuangxi Tower will open in three days, and I would like to invite the prince to visit!"

"It's no problem, I'll definitely go." Jun Shaofeng took the invitation with his free hand and placed it on the table.

“Minnu has another unkind request.”

Jun Shaofeng eats people's mouths, but at this time, he is smart: "I want to invite my fifth brother, right? No problem, this matter is covered by me."

"Thank you so much, Lord Shizi."

"You're welcome, as long as you can always have this good thing to eat." Jun Shaofeng said, not forgetting, while throwing chicken popcorn into his mouth.

Ning Xi thought about it for a while, but still asked bravely, "I wonder if there are any special requirements for entertaining Fifth Master Jun?" The first time she saw Jun Qianyu, he was sitting in a wheelchair, as thin as a gust of wind. It can be blown away. The second time I saw him, it was in the private room of Quan Jufu. Although his complexion was obviously much healthier at that time, in Ning Xi's mind, his image had long been fixed as weak and unhealthy. The appearance of the line.

Sometimes Ning Xi thinks of him and sighs to himself, such a good-looking person with a good temperament, it's a pity that he can't walk. If Jun Shaofeng knew what she was thinking now, he would definitely laugh. Unfortunately, he didn't know, he just felt inexplicable: "There are no special requirements, just serve good wine and good food."