novelhk Chapter 124 A Rare and Virtuous Wife
Chapter 124 A Rare and Virtuous Wife
That night, Mu Lianzhi finished packing early, ordered the gate to be closed, and went next door.
After embroidering the patterned pillow for a while and waiting for an unknown amount of time, she felt a little hungry, so she asked her maid Biqing Bicui to take her to the small kitchen.
After walking around, Mu Lianzhi saw that the kitchen actually had meat filling, and she suddenly wanted to eat meat pancakes.
The nanny and the chef in the kitchen were so scared when they saw her coming in person that they broke out in cold sweats. They hardly dared to let go of her hands since she entered the door. It was not because they were afraid that she would touch or drop something, but because they were afraid that she would get hurt.
Those who can enter and leave this mansion and serve are all people whom Beitang Yi trusts very much and are old employees of Beitang Mansion. They naturally know that their master cares about her.
"Miss, just tell me what you want to eat. If the chef can't make it, I will send someone to buy it for you. I will definitely let you eat it."
The aroma of food filled his nostrils. The longer he waited, the more he wanted to eat:
"No, Aunt Yue, I want to do this myself. You all can go down and have a rest! Just leave two people to help me. I'll call you if I can't do it."
After sending everyone away, Mu Lianzhi prepared some minced meat and eggs, and mixed a semi-soft and neither-watery batter.
Seeing what she had prepared, Nanny Yue's palms began to sweat, and finally she couldn't help but ask:
"Miss, do you want to eat dumplings or wontons? There is too much water in this dough, I am afraid it is impossible to make it. How about asking the chef to do it? Or I can help you make it?"
After selecting a frying pan that was almost suitable for the stove, Mu Lianzhi said:
"Okay, then you can help me mix a little less, just enough to make twenty or thirty dumplings."
There must be some leftover meat filling. She could add some green onions to make pot stickers later. Anyway, someone hasn't arrived yet, so it won't be wasted.
In the kitchen, someone lit a fire and Mu Lianzhi started to get busy.
Seeing her pour a layer of oil, scoop a thick batter and pour it directly into the pot, and then spread a layer of green onions on it, and then paste the meat filling on it, the maid who was stoking the fire felt so painful that she kept wailing in her heart:
Miss, you can destroy anything you want, why does she have to eat oily meat and eggs?
This is enough for an ordinary family to improve their meals for a few days.
However, the next second, her desire to wipe away tears turned into swallowing saliva:
"smell good."
At this time, Mu Lianzhi turned the fried crispy meat patty over and covered it on the egg, then smiled at her:
"It's a pity that we were a bit rushed. Leavened dough tastes better."
Unfortunately, there was no yeast in this era, and she had no idea about the ancient fermentation methods, so she could only make do with what she had.
However, by adding green onions and reducing the amount of noodles, she felt that the texture was not too hard. She remembered seeing this done in videos before, and she just made some adjustments.
Thinking about it, she tried again and saw that the eggs and meat were almost cooked. Mu Lianzhi used a spatula to cut the eggs in half and gave half to each servant in the kitchen. You can't blame her for being stingy, because only two eggs came out of the pot and there were four helpers in the room.
"Miss, it's delicious."
"Hehe, whoever sees it gets a share."
As she spoke, she made a few more noodles and taught the maid on the side. Then she handed the bowl of noodles to Biqing:
"You do the rest."
After picking four smaller ones that sold better, Mu Lianzhi went to the side to mix the meat filling, wrapped a pot sticker, fried it in a pan, and then put together a platter of pot stickers and meat and egg pancakes. She carried it happily back to her room.
In the small kitchen, the remaining maids and servants also smiled happily.
……
As soon as Beitang Yi arrived at Simuyuan, he saw the lights were on, as bright as day, and he knew she was here, and he smiled in the same way:
"Zhizhi?"
After searching the room for a while but not seeing anyone, Beitang Yi walked out of the bedroom and looked at the embroidery basket and cushion on the couch that had obviously been moved. He felt an inexplicable sense of loss:
It's not something urgent, he's gone already, right?
He was distracted for a moment, and was about to call a maid to come in and ask, when a light and joyful female voice came from behind:
"grown ups?"
Turning around suddenly, he saw a pink and white figure standing at the door.
At this time, Mu Lianzhi was holding a small bamboo basket with oil paper in one hand and half a piece of dough in the other. Her sleeves were lifted up, her eyebrows were curved, and the corners of her lips were still greasy from eating something secretly.
I have never seen such an imageless woman, but I have never seen such a lively and unrestrained woman. She has a worldly air but is extremely touching. Looking at her, you can feel the beauty of life and living.
Beitang Yi had just taken a step when a playful figure appeared in front of him:
"You're here? I just made some meat pancakes and fried dumplings. Come and try out my cooking skills~"
As she spoke, Mu Lianzhi had already tentatively pinched a fried dumpling with her hands and handed it to him like a treasure, her eyes shining brightly as if asking for praise:
"Be careful of the burn."
The aroma of oil, meat and green onion filled his nostrils. It was really fragrant. Beitang Yi swallowed his saliva unconsciously, but when he lowered his head and saw the mess of chopped green onion pancakes in the basket, which were obviously burnt, all his movements came to an abrupt halt:
"Y-you did it?"
"Hmm~"
Seeing that he seemed to be hesitating, Mu Lianzhi pushed the sale again:
"It's not bad, why don't you try it~"
At this time, Biqing and Bicui, who were usually in charge of serving, also came to the door with a basin of water and a towel. When they looked up and saw this scene, they were so scared that they retreated again, and the word "Miss" on their lips was changed:
"Meet Master Beitang."
After being interrupted by the two men, Mu Lianzhi withdrew his hand and pointedly hit Beitang Yi behind him with his elbow.
When he came, everyone was shocked as if they had seen a ghost. They immediately started to get on the scene and replaced him with someone else.
Without moving, Beitang Yi said:
"come in."
Afterwards, the two of them half lowered their heads and entered one by one, placed the basins and towels on the commonly used shelves one by one, and then slowly retreated.
Mu Lianzhi only came at night and didn't like being served, so the two of them mostly waited in the spare room next door. Unless Beitang Yi came very late, they would occasionally be called over to talk and keep him company.
Like today.
The two had never done such an easy job before, and Mu Lianzhi was not a picky or difficult person to serve, so they both worked diligently and did not dare to slack off at all.
Beitang Yi turned around and went to wash his hands.
Then he imitated her and made a fried dumpling. He took a bite of half of it, ready to swallow it whole. It was salty, crispy, and had a special aroma. It was unexpectedly delicious:
“Very good craftsmanship.”
He showed off four of them in one go, and even ate two pieces of the meat and egg pancakes that he despised:
“This one tastes better?”
"It's true, even the appearance of a cake is not what it seems."
If he hadn't eaten too much greasy food in the evening, he would have finished the whole plate.
He took a cotton towel and wiped the flour, stains and debris on her cheeks and lips, and then Beitang Yi wiped his hands:
"She is such a virtuous and rare young wife~"
Isn't this the life he has always wanted?
How nice it would be if she really was his wife.
As soon as his mind moved, his heart suddenly dropped -