Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Wanhualou

Hearing Fu Danqing's words, Gu Yunxi was startled at the moment, and lowered his eyes embarrassedly. With a clear look with a trace of anxiety and confusion, he looked at a bag of gold ingots on the table and looked up again. Re-lock the graceful woman on the other side of the corner table.

"Fu Shiliang", a calligraphy and painting must be ten taels of gold!

Now I only ask for three pieces, and this bag of 100 taels of gold belongs to her, and it is not a loss of business!

"Girl Fu, please forgive me for being abrupt. Dare to ask the girl, do you think that the reward... is it missing?"

Gu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and spoke straightforwardly, and didn't have much time to sloppy with this peculiar brothel girl.

Fu Danqing turned her gaze (color) to Gu Yunxi, who was full of irritability, pulling her lips gracefully, with a clear and bright smile.

"Young Master Yun misunderstood. As the saying goes: There are less than a thousand cups of wine when you are a confidant, but you don't have a lot of speculation. Just now Danqing talks with the son and sees that the son is very talkative, especially when he talks about his own goodness, he is even more confident and glorious. Dan Qing is also someone who is good at it, and he feels empathy with Young Master Yun's words.

Now Dan Qing took the liberty to make an agreement with the son. Mo Ruo exchanged goodness with each other. Mr. Yun made a dish for the little girl that was never seen in the ordinary market, such as soup, dishes, and desserts, everything for him. Three days later, the son came back to Wanhualou with some delicious food, and Dan Qing was set to offer three sets of calligraphy.

"This... this doesn't work!"

Gu Yunxi was anxious immediately, his face flushed, and his heart panicked. Inadvertently, the body that was originally sitting cross-legged by the corner table jumped up.

Feeling fooled. Of course, it was because he wanted her, and Gu Yunxi was not good at it.

(强qiang) Pressing down on the evil fire in her heart, walking briskly back and forth on the ground, she said stiffly:

"Girl, it's really urgent to use it. Time is running out, please help me!"

"The conditions of Danqing have already been stated. As long as the son meets the little girl's wishes, Danqing will use a little bit to do the best for the son."

Fu Danqing nodded, and Confucianism smiled like a spring breeze. Even if people who are anxious and annoyed see this smiling face (color), they will immediately become calmer.

"Girl Danqing..."

Gu Yunxi stabilized his emotions, and was about to speak again, when the old bustard's voice outside the door sounded:

"Danqing, it's almost time!"

Hearing this, Fu Danqing got up from the top of the golden silk chrysanthemum and put his hands together to Gu Yunxi deeply. He lowered his eyebrows and said with a soft voice:

"Young Master Yun, it's time for the little girl to practice the piano. It is inconvenient to accompany the young man here. I hope you will understand me if you are wrong."

Gu Yunxi was completely dumb, knowing that this was an order to chase her away. She seemed to sigh softly, she said with a sad expression:

"Okay. So, let's say goodbye first. Go back and explore one or two, make a superb dish with the girl's request, and then come to the door to ask for trouble."

After speaking, she bowed her hand to Fu Danqing, and then walked away from the Embroidery Pavilion.

Gu Yunxi walked into Fu Danqing's room flutteringly dressed in white after a short time before leaving. The folding fan swings, the ink is flying, and the figure is handsome, chic and suave, really like Qiongshan Yushu, infinitely romantic.

The woman inside met, hurriedly fell to her knees, bowed respectfully, saying:

"Your Highness."

"Ok."

Lu Qiange grabbed the white jade folding fan, let's learn in his eyes. After the difficulties are resolved in the future, and then explain clearly to the supervisor, he will definitely understand himself.

The light in the eyes is clear and light, and it is fixed at the end of the page.

Pei Ru is...

With the three-character signature in his heart, Gu Yunxi narrowed his eyes, a trace of melancholy appeared in his heart, and said softly:

"Miss Pei, Yunxi is really to relieve the predicament of the governor and eliminate the troubles of the Dongchang factory. Without the consent of the governor, he will open your gift to him. Yunxi did not intend to offend. I hope you and the governor, A lot of Haihan."

After chanting, my heart will be much easier.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yunxi turned over the second page of the book in a hurry, carefully watching the gourmet dishes recorded in the book...

Time, with the leaking water outside the window, dripping bit by bit, flying by without knowing it. The sky glows, the curtain (color) is heavy, and the sky is dark.

Gu Yunxi had already read the book from beginning to end. When I looked up again, I felt dizzy and dizzy, and my eyes were dull and sore.

Rubbing his stiff neck, Gu Yunxi fell dejected and made trouble again.

This book has 28 pages, and each page contains a delicacy. Although the number is small, the content mentioned is not divided into cuisines, but soup dishes, and various types of desserts are covered.

Not to mention the cumbersome and difficult production methods, many of the ingredients Gu Yunxi have never heard of.

In only three days, how can you make the same handy dishes in the twenty-eight delicacies of "Treasures of Delicacy" and present them to Fu Danqing perfectly and exquisitely, which she favors?

After thinking about it for a moment, Gu Yunxi turned the page back and examined its content again.

Finally, she fell in love with a rare dessert called "Jiaozhuli". The ingredients and production methods are simple, making it the most common and simple of these 28 dishes. Then, this dessert was chosen by Gu Yunxi as a gift to Fu Danqing in exchange for a portrait of a tribute girl!

Gu Yunxi took pen, ink and paper and copied down all the contents of the booklet about "Jiaozhuli", without any omission. Afterwards, she returned the book to Ti Dou's original position, Qiao Sheng left the supervisor's study.

For the next whole day, Gu Yunxi began to try to make the rare dessert "Jiaozhu Pear".

According to Pei Rushi's record, the ingredients used to make this dessert are similar to those used in the pastry made by Gu Yunxi before.

The only regret is that one of the ingredients blindly named "Pear Rain", Gu Yunxi did not have in his hands.

Pear rain, as the name implies, is the rain that falls from the sky when the pear blossoms are in full bloom. This is the common sense of food that any chef and diners know.

If there is no pear rain, use well water instead!

Gu Yunxi collected all the ingredients and started to battle.

The glutinous rice is soaked for a moment and soaked for a moment, smashed into 50-qian well water, thrown in rock sugar, and boiled on a slow fire. When the soup thickens into a semi-turbid white slurry, filter the glutinous rice residue through a fine sieve.

Take a fresh chicken egg, remove the egg yolk, leave the egg liquid to break up, add ten money sheep (milk Ru), and mix well.

Put the egg liquid sheep (milk Ru) into the glutinous rice syrup, mix the heat evenly, stir and cook until the syrup completely turns into buttery paste, throw it into the pear flower pot, and put it in the ice cellar for half an hour.

After being cooled at a low temperature, the butter paste is as tender as fat, white as jade, and slippery as beads, like a translucent (Milk Nai) white tofu, quietly aged in a cauliflower. Its shape is translucent and translucent, and it is like the pear blossoms before and after the Qingming Festival.

When eating, a spoonful of cornel and Baiguo sweet stuff is embedded in the center of the jade cheese, and a delicious "Jiaozhu Pear" is probably finished.

Gu Yunxi quietly called Qinger and told her to try the results of her first attempt.

When Qing'er saw the graceful and graceful five-petal pastry in the pink pear flower cup, her round face was clear, and her eyes filled with surprises.

Gazing at the fine food in front of her, Qinger was so happy that she forgot to blink, she kept asking:

"Girl, can I really eat it? Can I really?"

Gu Yunxi nodded vigorously, with a certain expression:

"Of course, you can try it soon! I will give a comment later, if the taste is lacking, I will improve it."

"it is good!"

Qing'er agreed happily with a clear voice, and cautiously held the flowerpot in her hand, with a small spoon in her other hand. Just about to scoop, the raised arm suddenly stopped.

Gu Yunxi looked next to him, not feeling nervous, his little face was stiff, urging:

"What's the matter? You should try it soon!"

Qing'er squinted embarrassedly, and said regretfully to Huazhan:

"Girl, you haven't seen this dessert too delicate, I...I can't bear to spoon..."

"Ouch! You can rest assured to eat, I will make it later!"

Qing'er raised her thin eyebrows, took a deep breath, and dropped the spoon into the cup.

Quietly "pounce

"Ji" sounded slightly, and a piece of jade cheese in the cup was missing.

Qinger scooped a spoonful of semi-permeable white ice, staring at it in the half-concave bucket, shaking it tremblingly. Then she opened her mouth and swallowed it. The tip of the tongue is cool, the sweet fruity smell mixed with the smell of sheep (milk Ru), accompanied by the creamy protein, melts with the gurgling, and then encroaches the entire mouth.

"How is it?"

Next to Qing'er, Gu Yunxi was so nervous that he didn't pant. He held his breath deeply, and his eyes were locked firmly to Qing'er's closed mouth, unmoving.

Qing'er couldn't help squirming her lips and tongue, savouring the peculiar taste of butternut, and nodding. With her neck straight, she swallowed the creamy cheese filled with melted (Milk Ru) into her belly, frowned lightly, and said:

"Girl, the cheese you steamed at the first time is good, but at the end of the tasting, there is always a (milk Nai) smell. Next time, you try to change the cow (milk Ru)?"

Gu Yunxi nodded slightly, and then denied:

"Cattle (milk Ru) is not necessary. If you want sheep (milk Ru) to have a higher fat than cow (milk Ru), the products will be easier to freeze. Maybe I did not use the correct materials, so I can't eliminate the sheep (milk Ru) and egg liquid. Fishy..."

After all, she picked up the spoon and filled a piece of entrance.

Sure enough, as Qinger said, at the beginning of the taste of this crisp cheese, it was a tempting refreshing, sweet and greasy feeling, falling on the tongue, as if licking a piece of weightless cloud and light smoke.

Afterwards, especially in the process of (Milk Ru) being frozen in the mouth and softening into frost, the fishy smell of sheep (Milk Ru) mixed with egg liquid will be revealed. And under the blessing of the sweet taste brought out by that money of rock candy, the meaty taste of butterseed is becoming thicker and more intense.

Gu Yunxi was most afraid of (乳Ru) fishy, ​​and (强qiang) was about to vomit, swallowing the buttery syrup, which was only half a mouthful, and his face (color) was ugly.

"No, I have to do it again!"

Gu Yunxi put most of the remaining (Milk Ru) frozen and prepared to start again.

Upon seeing this, Qinger held her to persuade her:

"Girl, don't worry, take your time. In fact, the taste and appearance of this butternut are excellent. The smell is just a little bit. You can't taste it without fine taste."

Gu Yunxi looked solemn and shook his head:

Anyway, I made a mistake in taking the material, and the production method is even less popular. The prescription said: Jiaozhu pear, butter taste, salty and astringent, astringent and sweet, clear into the spleen. The cheese I made has only one taste from beginning to end, and that is sweet! It's definitely not right. "

In the gourmet cooking world, the increase in taste and change in taste in a dish are regarded as rare products. Even if the materials are simple and the appearance is not gorgeous, one mouthful, and repeated tasting to produce two or more flavors, it is a good product.

If you want to knead multiple flavors in a dish, you must not only choose the ingredients carefully, but also the cooks must be able to withstand tests such as rationalization of the production process and mastery of cooking techniques.

Qing'er blinked and looked straight at Gu Yunxi's earnest (gan gan) energy, confusedly asking:

"Girl, you just said "Jiaozhuli", who gave you the recipe?"

"..."

Gu Yunxi's eyes (color) condensed, his speech was immediately choked, and his throat cleared uncomfortably, before he said:

"I'm a sister from Gongyuan, I gave it to me a long time ago! Oh, yes, we are making this dessert. I can't tell anyone, including Cheng Qianhu!"

"Why?"

Qing'er's eyes flickered, her face still puzzled, she yelled, and was gagged by Gu Yunxi.

"I want to surprise him!"

Withdrawing his hand, Gu Yunxi made up a lie.

She knew that Cheng Wanli had been following the governor the longest. Those in the East Factory know the news about the governor’s friendship, and the Qianhu households know more about it. Perhaps, he knew the story about the "Lin Lang Lu".

Gu Yunxi thought, if Cheng Qianhu knew that he had secretly borrowed the food treasures from "Lin Lang Lu", he would pass the letter to the superintendent if he didn't keep it in order. Wouldn't he be scolded to death by the superintendent?

She patted Qinger on the shoulder, and solemnly said:

"When I understand how to make this cheese, and make the most flawless thing, let's show it to him! During this period, if you don't tell me, I don't know, but you must keep it secret! "

After listening to Qing'er, her face was clear, her facial features were filled with innocence, she nodded vigorously:

"I listen to girls! Girls don't let them talk to others, Qinger will never tell them!"

In the rest of the time, apart from going to the supervisor’s room to serve meals on time, Gu Yunxi trapped himself in the kitchen, studied and practiced carefully, but still failed to make the pears that satisfied him.

If you think about it, you might have a fork at the ingredient "Pear Rain".

Before and after the Qingming Festival, there was a lot of rain in Lishu Zheng (yanyan) season. Because the essence of all things is accumulated for a winter, it bursts out with the drizzle in the early spring. Therefore, there are many literati and poets, quoting poetry and writing fu, all Tao is the preciousness of the spring rain in the pear blossom season, comparable to butter!

Li Yu (sexual xing) is astringent and slightly bitter. It is a gem that restrains the fishy mutton of sheep (milk Ru). Of course, without Liyu, what kind of material should be used instead of Liyu?

In the evening, Gu Yunxi, who was so tired and dizzy, was pulled out of the kitchen by Qing'er (Qiang), and stuffed into the room to take a hot bath.

After changing the clothes (dry gan), the young **** Kang Hai called again.

This superintendent, is she addicted to serving the bed?

Gu Yunxi knew that when he went to his room, he would have to toss about it again. But today, I was really tired and panicked. I had already run out of energy, so Qinger sent Kang Hai away.

Not long after, Kang Hai turned back and looked aggrieved under the corridor. Feeling helpless, Gu Yunxi passed by with a lantern.

As soon as he arrived on the (bed chuang), Leng Qingtang leaned over, sniffed his neck, his eyes were restless, and said with joy:

"Girl, how much papaya (Milk Ru) soup have you drunk this time? I'm so (Milk Nai)!"

Gu Yunxi lowered his head, sniffed on both arms, frowning gradually.

It was just a little bath, but it failed to completely remove the air of the goat (milk Ru) and the egg liquid that had been stained for a day. Now I smell it in the governor's room, and there is indeed an inexplicable smell.

Leng Qingtang smiled slyly, leaned sideways on her lap, fixedly looking at her peach-faced face, his voice was full of a hint of (暧ai) ambiguous:

"It seems... it's still mixed with the sweet smell of stocks, changed the soap?"

"No……"

Gu Yunxi deliberately avoided the superintendent’s closely-locked and meticulous gaze, feeling a little flustered, and hesitated:

"I, I didn't..."

Unfinished, Leng Qingtang's two big hands were caught off guard from getting into her bedclothes. He accurately caught the pair of Confucian soft curves, caressed his eyes and smirked and said:

"Yes, much bigger..."

"Supervisor!"

Gu Yunxi's face was red, but he was ashamed but also useful, holding his wrist with his little hand, panting and raising his eyebrows in protest.

Recently, the Governor’s injury has recovered very well. (Fart pi) The stock doesn't hurt anymore, the more bold the person gets up, the more arbitrary the action.

The protest is invalid!

The end result is that someone is successfully pushed down, confused (kissed) with the person on him.

The full room (chun chun) is glamorous, so you can't elaborate...

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